Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 148 You see if I take care of him or not, then he's finished!

Rooftop, night.

Having avoided his mother and Lu Wei, Zhai Da was on the phone with Wu Yue, his expression very serious.

"Early release? I really didn't expect that."

“I looked into it, and theoretically the administrative detention shouldn’t have been brought forward, but it seems that because the Olympics are approaching, many places have been raided and the detention centers are overcrowded. Lu Benqing was relatively honest this time, so it was brought forward by one day. As a result, he missed it, which is my fault.”

Zhai Da shook his head: "You helped me in the first place, so there's no question of right or wrong. Besides, Utopia has been very busy lately."

With his exceptional execution skills, Wu Yue plays a pivotal role in Utopia. Sales work is basically all handed over to him, so there's no reason to ask for anything more. Zhai Da himself hasn't even been keeping track of the days.

Who could have predicted this?

"Has he turned over a new leaf this time and been more honest?"

On the other end of the phone, in front of what used to be a small gambling den, Wu Yue looked up at the seal on the wall and said:

"Do you believe it? It's just that we haven't found the opportunity yet. The problem now is that all the gambling dens I marked in the county have closed down, and we can't find this guy. I heard about this news this afternoon and it's been five hours since then, and we haven't found a single clue."

"Moreover, he will likely find out that Lu Wei is the top scorer in the college entrance examination. This kind of person is just hoping to find someone to leech off, he'll probably be overjoyed and will start looking for Lu Wei sooner or later."

Zhai Da pinched the side of his nose: "Can't the country just execute these kinds of people? It's such a hassle."

Gambling, bloodsucking, gambling. The cycle repeats itself.

They go in for ten or twenty days, and then have to go through another round of processing after they come out; it's a never-ending cycle.
Like a cockroach that keeps coming back to life
Wu Yue pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "How about we find a way to get rid of him?"

"I'll be your grandpa."

Zhai Da interrupted sternly, "Even if it's flawless and clean from start to finish, it means there's a ticking time bomb for the next ten or twenty years. Who knows when the detectives will dig up the case file and have to go through it all again? Do you think it's worth it for such a scumbag?"

Wu Yue asked in confusion, "What are you talking about? I mean we need to find a way to get him involved."

Zhai Da:
"What game?"

"He's been targeted in raids repeatedly, and wherever he goes, trouble follows. There's actually a group of people who want to cause him trouble. If we can find a way to make them bump into each other and create a tense atmosphere, then..."

"And then what? So what if he gets beaten up? Wouldn't it be more troublesome if he were crippled?"

That makes sense.

Should we seek help from the county government? That seems like an option, but I don't know how they would handle it.

If all it's about is giving a lecture, that's pure nonsense.

Zhai Da was having a headache; was there any way to solve this once and for all?
How about contacting an immigration agency to send him abroad as a rainforest puff pastry vendor? Or how about gifting Lu Benqing a one-way trip to Thailand or North Carolina?

While I was pondering this, I looked down from the rooftop and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Zhai Da frowned and examined it for a moment, then said to Wu Yue, "Wait a moment, I have an idea, I'll tell you later."

After hanging up the phone and confirming the person's location, Zhai Da went down from the rooftop.

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It was late at night, on the sidewalk outside Sanmao Residential Area.

"Slurp~"

A broad and robust figure, eyes filled with tears, as if the autumn season had passed.

"This really made me, a grown man, cry. Oh my god! Who is it?!"

A hand patted his shoulder, and Yu Jinghui shuddered, almost jumping up.

Turning his head, he saw his future top scholar looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Zhai Da: "Teacher Yu, what's wrong?"

Yu Jinghui wiped his nose with a tissue he'd used countless times: "I was just... taking a walk." "Walking and crying?"

"Hey Zhai, it's all because of you."

Zhai Da took a step back, wondering if there was something wrong with the admissions director.

Yu Jinghui exhaled a breath of stale air, his thick lips still showing traces of slurry: "I finished reading your 'The Long Road of Lü,' and I felt suffocated, so I came out to get some fresh air."

He was staying at a hotel near Sanmao, or more precisely, with Liu Tiejun's family, which made it easier to keep an eye on him.

I finished watching the finale today, and I felt like there was a huge rock stuck in my chest. I couldn't sleep, so I decided to go for a walk around the Sanmao neighborhood.

Incidentally, it also helps to guard against night raids by people from Tsinghua University.

In fact, during the gap between "releasing the results" and "opening the application period," theoretically, it would be most appropriate to take the top scorer directly back to the city where their school is located, spend time sightseeing, and wait until they have finalized their choices to avoid being "snatched away" (i.e., having their choices stolen).

Tsinghua University and Peking University usually do this. That provincial liberal arts champion, who was not a top scorer, is now climbing the Great Wall and walking through tunnels in northern Beijing.

But Zhai Da and Lu Wei want to stay here and run Utopia, so they can't let their guard down until everything is completely settled.

Yu Jinghui seemed to be thinking about something else, or more accurately, he was still engrossed in the book, and the aftereffects were still strong:
"Zhai, does Lin Manman have to die? She's so hardworking and optimistic, her father loves her so much. Can't she live?!"

Clearly, this person is reading the book primarily from the perspective of the father.

Zhai Da chuckled and said, "Professor Yu, the book has already been published."

Reading physical books takes time, and only a few people will start reading them immediately and finish them in one go. Currently, the discussion about "The Long Road of Lü" is still focused on the fact that the author is a top scorer in the college entrance examination.

The ending that strikes like a hammer blow in people's hearts, and the heavy and sad tone of the second half, have been noticed by some, but have not yet taken hold.

But it should only last for the next day or two.
Zhai Da looked at the middle-aged man who was crying his eyes out, and was a little unsure whether it was reliable to ask him for help, but after thinking about it, he decided to speak up.

As the future "Saintess of the Sect," it's only right that the school finds a way to deal with these troubles for Lu Wei.

Moreover, since Lu Benqing is unable to handle things properly, it's not impossible that he might impulsively block Harbin in the next four years. It would be wise to communicate with Harbin Institute of Technology in advance.

Zhai Da felt that it wouldn't be easy to explain this matter clearly, so he and Yu Jinghui went to the entrance of Sanmao Community and sat on the chairs in front of the security guard's room.

The security guard behind him glanced at him and thought to himself, "This top student is really busy. He just got out of his luxury car, who is he having a heart-to-heart talk with now?"

Zhai Da recounted Lu Benqing's situation in detail, without embellishing it, but omitting the fact that he was resurrected by Wu Yue.

Yu Jinghui was furious!
"With a salary of 1300, Lu only kept 300 to go hungry?"

"He ruined his family, squandered his wife's compensation money, and is now leeching off his daughter? He won't let her repeat a year of high school?"

"Are there really men like this? This guy's a complete beast! He should try coming to Northeast China!"

Sure enough, no one can help but dislike Lu Benqing. Yu Jinghui just finished reading "The Long Road of Lu" and felt a strong sense of empathy for him.

Although he had heard that Lu Wei's family situation was special (otherwise she wouldn't be living with Zhai Da), he was not clear about the hidden details behind it.

After all, they were just admissions officers, not police officers. Even the police might not know such details.

Zhai Da tentatively said, "This has always been a hidden danger. If Lu Wei continues her undergraduate, master's, and doctoral studies for four years, it will also have a certain impact on the school. So I'd better be frank with you."

Zhai Da, understanding and reasonable, sighed, "If the school finds it troublesome, that's fine. I understand. After all, it's a student's private matter."

"By the way, which hotel is Professor Liu Tiejun staying at? I'll go ask him about the Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts he mentioned last time; I heard there are a lot of beautiful girls there."

Yu Jinghui jumped up immediately: "Trouble? Are you kidding me!"

He straightened his collar, puffed out his chest, and brushed off his sleeves: "You see, whether you do it or not, he's finished!"

If it really is such a disgusting thing.

We absolutely cannot let it affect our own students! Even if they aren't the top scorers, Harbin Institute of Technology will still take care of them!

(End of this chapter)