Reborn in 85: Starting with a family split and becoming the richest man, the ungrateful wretch regre

Yao Lili asked with great concern, "Won't these foreigners continue to cause us trouble?"

Lu Yang sneered: "They will definitely continue to cause us trouble."

"These foreigners have always wanted to seize the domestic financial market, how could they possibly let our brands grow?"

“They don’t care about the future of this brand at all; they just want to destroy it, and at the lowest possible cost.”

Lu Yang frowned deeply. He hadn't expected that the first to attack him wouldn't be Boss Sun and Han Bingcheng, but rather foreign capital.

Yao Lili thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you treat those bureau chiefs to a meal and talk to them about this? They hold high positions and might be able to help."

Lu Yang fumbled for the pen in his hand. This was the safest method at the moment. Even if this method didn't work, he wouldn't suffer any loss.

Moreover, he found it rather strange that his brand was so little known that he felt they shouldn't attract much attention.

He called over Zheng Wei, whom he had brought with him, and after briefly explaining the situation, he instructed Zheng Wei to find a way to investigate the two foreigners.

Zheng Wei immediately ran out, while Lu Yang called each of the deputy bureau chiefs to discuss the matter.

Zhao Simin was silent for a few seconds before saying helplessly, "You're not the first. Several state-owned enterprises have told me about this recently."

"But those are all big companies. How come your garment factory, which has only been open for a little over a year, has also been targeted?"

Lu Yang couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know either, but I feel like there's something fishy about this."

"No need to rush, just drag it out. It's not up to those foreigners to call the shots in Guangzhou yet."

Zhao Simin said in a calm tone.

Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the authorities handled the situation properly, their factory would be fine.

The following afternoon, Zheng Wei rushed back. He ran into Lu Yang's office, took a sip of water, and excitedly said, "Boss, you'll never guess who those two foreigners got involved with."

Seeing his shocked expression, Lu Yang thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Who did you get in touch with?"

Zheng Wei sneered and said, "Lu Yao."

This surprised Lu Yang, who asked in confusion, "How does Lu Yao know the two of them?"

Zheng Wei rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't Lu Yao good at forgery? He's probably desperate, so now he dares to secretly forge paintings himself."

"However, he was timid and dared not sell openly. He only dared to take the paintings to the market to fool those foreigners."

"This guy managed to fool several foreigners with his broken English and actually did quite well in the antique street. Lu Jianjun was his assistant."

Lu Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The antique street in Guangzhou has only developed in recent years.

He hasn't been there yet because he thinks that most of the goods sold in such places are fake.

Going to such places to buy things is a complete waste of time, unless you're hoping to find a bargain.

So that place became his blind spot, and he didn't even notice that Lu Yao had done this behind his back.

“I called and reported Lu Yao.”

Zheng Wei chuckled and said, "This guy sells fake paintings every day. Although he's only fooling foreigners, he's also tarnishing the reputation of our own people."

Lu Yang agreed wholeheartedly. He also felt that since Lu Yao had tricked him like that, it would be a good thing to put him in jail for a few days to sober up.

After the two talked for a while, Lu Yang took out a mobile phone from the drawer and handed it to Zheng Wei.

"Take this; it'll make it easier to contact you later."

Zheng Wei's eyes lit up. Although the price of this mobile phone was much cheaper than before, it was still much higher. Lu Yang was really going all out.

He took his older brother's arms with both hands, laughed heartily, and ran out.

He had to show off; he was a person of status now.

Lu Yang watched his departing figure, shook his head, and continued to work on the documents on his desk.

After these few days of hard work, they have received several more orders from clients in Kyoto.

Two of them contacted him on their own initiative, because they were introduced by Qian Jianyun and Li Xingran.

Lu Yang naturally dared not neglect these two, so he called all the designers over, asked for their opinions, designed a large batch of clothes for them, and waited for them to be shipped out in two months.

While he was busy, he suddenly heard a loud bang outside, as if someone was setting off firecrackers.

Lu Yang looked out the window and saw a firecracker hit his window.

With a loud bang, it shattered, and the glass rattled loudly.

"You little brat, get out here right now!"

Lu Jianjun's roar came from downstairs, hysterical, as if he was about to shout himself hoarse.

Lu Yang rolled his eyes, called the security guard downstairs, and asked him to take him away.

If he doesn't leave, call the police and have him sent to be with his son.

About 10 minutes later, things quieted downstairs.

The security captain ran up to Lu Yang, looking at him speechlessly, and said, "He's gone, but he asked to give you this letter."

The security captain felt that this letter was a hot potato, as the old man downstairs clearly had a grudge against their boss.

The boss didn't even bother to see him. If it weren't for the old man's disheveled and wretched appearance, he wouldn't have bothered to deliver the letter for him.

Lu Yang glanced at the letter and said coldly, "Burn it for me."

The security captain nodded, and Lu Yang continued, "Wash your hands after you burn it."

"There's a smell on this envelope, can't you smell it?"

"The letter must have been soaked in something; if I'm not mistaken, it's most likely a chemical."

The security captain was so frightened that he turned pale and wished he could throw the envelope away on the spot.

He was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth as he said, "Shouldn't we have called the police? This old man is trying to kill you!"

Lu Yang calmly replied, "That's my dad, from a biological perspective."

The security captain was momentarily speechless. He swallowed hard, took out a lighter, and burned the envelope in front of Lu Yang.

Then he rushed downstairs to the washroom and washed his hands with soap more than a dozen times.

As he washed, he secretly vowed that if he ever saw that old man again, he would sneak into a deserted alley and beat him up.

Lu Yang snorted coldly; in fact, he was just trying to scare the security captain.

He couldn't smell anything on the letter; he just hated that the security captain had handed it to him.

Without even opening the envelope, Lu Yang could guess what Lu Jianjun would say.

It's nothing more than giving him a good scolding, morally blackmailing him, forcing him to give money, and then pressuring him to release Lu Yao.

Lu Yang would never agree to any of the demands he mentioned in his letter, so he didn't want to waste his time.

When it was time to leave work, Lu Yang thought about it and decided to wait for Yao Lili to leave work together.

He was worried that Lu Jianjun hadn't gone far and was still wandering around the factory.

If Yao Lili were alone, she would likely encounter danger.

Lu Jianjun is someone who would do anything for Lu Yao, so Lu Yang has to be wary of him.

Yao Lili had already heard that Lu Jianjun had come to cause trouble. He leaned wearily against the passenger seat and said impatiently, "Why don't we think of a way to trick him into going to a nursing home and spend some money to keep him from leaving?"