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

The police officer narrowed his eyes and turned to ask Lu Yang, "Did your father embezzle?"

His colleague next to him said, "Yes, that's true. In the case of Lujia Village, he was detained for talking about money from the village collective, and he still hasn't paid it back."

The police officer closed the interrogation notebook, patted Lu Yang on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "Go back and eat, and do well on your exam."

"Thank you, uncle."

Lu Yang smiled gratefully, picked up his backpack, and left.

Lu Jianjun came to his senses and rushed over to grab Lu Yang, but was stopped by the police.

"You can't let him go, he's the one who hit me!"

Lu Jianjun was furious, but the police didn't believe him at all: "You only have some superficial injuries, you'll be fine in a few days."

"We will investigate. Go home and wait for the results!"

Lu Jianjun's face turned red, he slammed his fist on the table, and turned to curse the police.

But Lu Jianzhong arrived in time, and before he could even curse, he was forcibly dragged away by Lu Jianzhong.

After finishing his last two exams, Lu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had the chance to go to university!

Now, it's all about applying first and then taking the exam; you have to submit your application to the school a month before the college entrance exam.

Before he went to his natal clinic, he paid Chen's Restaurant to help him with the reimbursement.

He applied to a school near Guangzhou, Shandong University, majoring in probability and statistics and management. With his grades, he should be able to get in.

After the exam, he returned to the provincial capital and invited Cheng Lin to go south to collect the goods.

As he approached Zhengjia Village, he saw Zheng Yuntao making a phone call by the roadside.

Lu Yang simply stopped the car, got out, and walked to his side.

Zheng Yuntao looked conflicted, and finally said with some regret, "I'll think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yang greeted him.

Zheng Yuntao blinked and said, "Dude, you've come just in time!"

Lu Yang asked with a smile, "What trouble have you run into?"

Zheng Yuntao looked at the truck and urged, "Let's talk inside."

The two got into the car and headed straight for Zhengjia Village.

Zheng Yuntao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, said, "A childhood friend of mine asked me if I wanted to take over a garment factory, but... I don't have that much money."

"I want to go home and ask if my family can help me out."

Lu Yang asked directly, "How much money do they want?"

Zheng Yuntao glanced at Lu Yang and suddenly remembered that Lu Yang was also a rich man, easily earning at least several hundred thousand.

Lu Yang had no idea what he was thinking, but he did see that Zheng Yuntao's eyes lit up when he looked at him.

“130,000.” Zheng Yuntao said excitedly, “I don’t want to tie up all my money right now, but this friend urgently needs the money and asked me to help him find a buyer.”

"It's not expensive, but I need to go check it out first."

Lu Yang thought for a moment and then said.

Zheng Yuntao touched his nose; Lu Yang was richer than he had imagined.

"Okay, then let's invite my friend and go together tomorrow."

The next morning, after Zheng Yuntao replied to his friend, the two went to the factory to check on the situation.

This price is quite cheap for a factory in the south.

Zheng Yuntao's friend was waiting for them at the factory gate and waved to them as soon as he saw them.

"Xiao Tao, is this the Lu Yang you were talking about, the tycoon from the North?"

His friend was a cube-shaped man, weighing 170 pounds and standing 170 pounds, who mumbled something while chewing betel nut.

Zheng Yuntao chuckled dryly and turned to introduce Lu Yang: "This is my childhood friend Zhou Zhimin. He's not very bright, so don't take it to heart."

Lu Yang waved his hand and said, "It's alright, let's go in."

Zhou Zhimin nodded, turned and walked forward, introducing the small factory as he went.

This small factory belongs to his uncle's family and specializes in counterfeiting Hong Kong goods; it's quite profitable.

But his uncle suddenly died of a heart attack. His aunt wasn't cut out for business. They only had a fifteen-year-old daughter, and now someone was trying to take advantage of their family's poverty.

When his uncle was alive, his uncle's side of the family wanted to adopt their son.

Now his aunt and cousin can't stop him anymore, so they have to sell the factory. They're very anxious.

This situation is very similar to that of Tan Juan and Qi Kang; they both have some unscrupulous so-called relatives who take advantage of them.

Influenced by Guan Xiuqin and her two children, Lu Yang found this type of person the most annoying.

If someone like that crosses him, he'll definitely teach them a lesson.

Lu Yang looked around. The factory was in a small village and occupied at least three acres of land.

There were only about ten factory buildings, all small bungalows, but fortunately they were all brick buildings and quite sturdy.

Zheng Yuntao whispered, "The advantage is that it's affordable, but the disadvantage is that Xiaomin's uncle's relatives will definitely make a fuss."

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Let's see how things go first."

As the three approached the brick house, they heard a commotion.

It sounds like a large group of people are arguing, and they're talking very fast.

Zhou Zhimin and Zheng Yuntao's expressions changed upon hearing each other's words.

Lu Yang wasn't from Guangzhou, so he couldn't quite understand what those people were arguing about.

Zhou Zhimin and Zheng Yuntao exchanged a glance and then rushed over.

They then joined the fray and started hurling insults at the group.

Lu Yang slowly walked over and called out directly, "Should I call the police?"

Everyone else glanced at Lu Yang, but no one said a word. However, those who had just argued with Zhou Zhimin and the others all gave Lu Yang an unfriendly look.

Zheng Yuntao quickly said, "We can't call the police."

Lu Yang said "Oh," and took out three guns and three stun guns from the car. He then walked quickly to Zheng Yuntao and Zhou Zhimin.

"Since it's inconvenient to call the police, let's fight. Whoever wins gets to decide."

Zhou Zhimin was shocked when he saw the Type 54 pistol and stun gun being shoved into his hands.

Zheng Yuntao was also dumbfounded. He knew that people who could travel all over the country were ruthless, but he didn't expect them to be so fierce.

Lu Yang, holding a stun gun and a pistol, faced the group of people who had just been shouting with a cold face.

"Do you want a one-on-one fight, or a group brawl?"

The group of people opposite him stared warily at the weapon in his hand, but no one said a word.

Lu Yang raised the gun above his head and fired a shot: "It's real."

Among the group, a middle-aged man with a goatee, his face flushed, pointed at the woman blocking Zhou Zhimin's back and started babbling on and on.

Lu Yang could only vaguely make out that the person was cursing the woman, and the cursing was very vulgar.

After finishing his tirade, the man with the goatee led the way and left.

The others followed closely behind, and in less than half a minute, everyone had disappeared.

Lu Yang was somewhat surprised: "Why did you leave?"

He thought that they would have to fight three hundred rounds, fight to the death, and then decide who would own the factory.

Zhou Zhimin was taken aback and whispered in the Guangzhou dialect, "Your buddy's pretty tough!"

Zheng Yuntao smiled awkwardly. He finally realized that Lu Yang was a ruthless man who had experienced bloodshed.

Lu Yang put away his gun and stun gun, and went into the middle house with Zhou Zhimin and the others.

The woman wiped away her tears, looking extremely haggard.

She sat at the head of the table and said in somewhat broken Mandarin, "Thank you."

“If you hadn’t come, we wouldn’t have been able to handle my uncle’s group.”

Lu Yang nodded slightly: "We brought the money, 130,000."

When are you free to go and complete the transfer of ownership?