Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

The villagers behind them followed in a flurry, chattering amongst themselves.

"Could Jiang Yang have gotten into a fight at school?"

"I bet it's true, this kid's been mischievous since he was little!"

"Sigh, Da Shan and his wife are probably going to have a lot to worry about this time..."

Jiang Dashan and Lin Xiulan quickened their pace, their hearts pounding like rabbits.

When I arrived at my doorstep, I saw two men in suits standing there, each holding something in their hands.

Seeing this, the two became even more uneasy.

Could they be police officers?

"Are you Jiang Yang's parents?" one of the men in a suit asked.

"Yes...yes, we are," Lin Xiulan answered nervously.

"We are teachers from Jiangyang School, and we came here specifically to thank you," the man in the suit said with a smile.

grateful?

Lin Xiulan and Jiang Dashan were completely baffled.

Another man in a suit unfurled a banner that read, "Donating to education is a great act of merit."

He also took out a red certificate: "This is an honorary certificate issued by the school to commend Jiang Yang for his righteous act of donating two thousand sets of school uniforms to the school."

Two thousand sets of school uniforms?!

The surrounding villagers were stunned.

How much does this cost?

Lin Xiulan and Jiang Dashan were even more stunned.

They never imagined that their son would do such a great thing at school.

News of Jiang Yang's successful entrepreneurship at the school quickly spread.

Lin Xiulan's tears welled up instantly.

She clutched the banner and certificate tightly, choking back tears and unable to speak.

Jiang Dashan's eyes also reddened.

He sniffed hard and patted Lin Xiulan on the shoulder: "My Jiang Yang has made something of himself..."

The crowd, who were just a moment ago sour, have now made a complete 180-degree turn.

They all changed their tune, praising Jiang Yang for his success and filial piety.

Lin Xiulan wiped away her tears and said to the school teachers, "Please tell Jiang Yang to study hard and not to neglect his studies by focusing on starting a business."

The two teachers nodded repeatedly, indicating that they would definitely bring it.

After seeing the school teachers off, Lin Xiulan and Jiang Dashan hung the banner and certificate in the most conspicuous place in the main room.

The villagers gathered around, praising it enthusiastically.

"Mountain Daughter-in-law, your banner is really impressive!"

"Of course! This was awarded by the school; it's such an honor!"

Lin Xiulan and Jiang Dashan couldn't stop smiling.

Jiang Dashan waved his hand and said, "We're so happy today, don't leave tonight! We're having a feast at home to celebrate!"

The villagers cheered with joy and said they would definitely come.

Jiang Dashan and Lin Xiulan were overjoyed.

They've never been this glamorous in their entire lives.

A few days later, the enthusiasm for the school uniform donation gradually subsided, and Jiang Yang was no longer surrounded by onlookers when he went out.

He contacted Chu Lan to inquire about the garment factory.

"Jiang Yang, I've contacted the owner of a clothing factory that's on the verge of bankruptcy, and we've almost reached an agreement on the price, but... there's a problem. You'd better come over in person." Chu Lan's tone was somewhat grave.

Jiang Yang agreed and went to the garment factory according to the address she provided.

He entered the factory and found Chu Lan and a middle-aged man with a worried expression.

"Jiang Yang, you've arrived." Chu Lan greeted him. "This is the owner of the garment factory."

"The owner had already agreed to sell the factory to us, and the price was agreed upon, but when I contacted him again today, he suddenly changed his mind and refused to sell it no matter what."

The garment factory owner looked helpless: "Miss Chu, it's not that I don't want to sell, it's just that... there are some circumstances that prevent me from selling right now."

Jiang Yang sized up the boss and asked, "What's your name?"

"No need for your surname to be Wang."

"Boss Wang, what exactly happened that made you change your mind?" Jiang Yang pointed to the dilapidated scene around him.

"This factory is on the verge of closing down. Selling it sooner would allow us to recoup some of our costs, so why aren't we selling it now?"

Mr. Wang gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind: "To be honest, I originally planned to transfer this store. But someone in my family told me that this garment factory is still useful and cannot be sold for the time being."

"The family... won't allow it to be sold?" Jiang Yang asked, puzzled.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, the arrogant face of Wang Jiang flashing through his mind.

The Wang family, Wang Jiang... it seems this matter is not so simple.

He turned his head and lowered his voice to Chu Lan, "Are there any other options?"

Chu Lan frowned slightly and shook her head gently: "The other factories are either too small or in bad locations. This one is already the best."

Jiang Yang nodded, having made up his mind.

He turned around and looked directly at Boss Wang: "Boss Wang, I'm determined to get this factory."

Mr. Wang was taken aback, not expecting him to be so direct.

"Young man, you can't say that, I..."

"How much does it cost?" Jiang Yang interrupted him.

Chu Lan added from the side, "We previously discussed 100,000."

Mr. Wang rubbed his hands together, looking troubled. "Miss Chu, things were different before. My family said they would help me rebuild the factory, so I have no reason to sell now."

Jiang Yang looked at him with a half-smile: "Mr. Wang, what is your status in the Wang family?"

Mr. Wang's eyes flickered, and he stammered, "I... I'm just on the outermost edge, and I don't usually have any contact with the family."

Jiang Yang pressed on: "Since you don't usually keep in touch, how come they knew you wanted to sell the factory? And they even said they'd help you? Boss Wang, you don't really think they'd help you, do you?"

Mr. Wang was stunned and looked at Jiang Yang with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Yang said with certainty, "They're just trying to keep you on your feet because your factory still has some value. If they really wanted to help you, why didn't they do it earlier? Now that the factory is about to go bankrupt, they've only just remembered they have a relative like you?"

He paused, then asked, "Mr. Wang, do you know Wang Jiang?"

Mr. Wang was taken aback and subconsciously replied, "Wang Jiang? Which Wang Jiang?"

“Young Master Wang, Wang Jiang,” Jiang Yang added.

Boss Wang's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickering: "I know him, I know him, he's the young master of a branch of the Wang family, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yang didn't answer immediately, but smiled meaningfully: "It's nothing, just asking."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang's forehead broke out in a fine sweat.

Could it be that... he was being used?

Jiang Yang continued, "Boss Wang, think it over carefully. If you sell this factory, will the Wang family really help you? If you don't sell, how long can you hold on? You'll suffer losses from all sides."

Mr. Wang's face turned even uglier.

Seeing that the time was right, Jiang Yang offered his proposal: "How about this, I'll just buy your factory. You take the money, and leave Beijing with your family, what do you say?"

Mr. Wang looked up at him, puzzled.

“Since you are a distant relative of the Wang family and don’t have much contact with them, what can they do to you after you leave the capital?” Jiang Yang coaxed patiently.