Rebirth: My college entrance exam score was stolen? I turned the tables and made a billion.

At the same time, in the county committee's residential compound, Chen Jian's family home.

Chen Defu pushed open the door, clutching his swollen cheek, and limped onto the sofa.

Chen Jianguo was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper when he heard the noise, looked up, and immediately flew into a rage.

Even the enamel teacup in his hand slammed heavily onto the glass coffee table.

"What happened to your clothes and your face? Did you get into a fight with some thugs?"

Chen Defu was startled when he heard his father's voice.

Then, all the grievances and humiliations erupted.

With a sob in his voice, he recounted, embellishing the recent events that had happened to him.

From Liu Guangming's watermelon juice business to his novel fruit juice shaved ice that steals business, from his cousin Wu Dalong from the Industry and Commerce Bureau failing to help him and even turning against him in public, to being framed in his own business and ultimately losing money, and being brutally beaten on the street by Dafei and his cronies.

As Chen Jianguo listened, his expression grew increasingly grim. He suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the living room.

"That Wu Dalong, he runs faster than a dog when it comes to confiscating your cigarettes and alcohol, but he's useless when it really matters!"

"Never mind, that's just the kind of person he is."

"However, that Liu Guangming, a country bumpkin, a poor student, actually dared to shit on my son Chen Jianguo's neck!"

Upon hearing Chen Jianguo say this, Chen Defu naturally took the opportunity to back down.

He gritted his teeth and pounded the sofa armrest:

"Dad, you have to help me get revenge! Get a few people to overturn his stall and break his legs!"

Chen Jianguo stopped and looked coldly at his son.

"Idiot! Is this all you know how to do when things get tough?"

"That's a tactic used by street thugs!"

Chen Jianguo stepped forward and tapped his head: "You think making him lose some money, or beating him up, will vent your anger?"

Chen Defu was stunned: "What should we do? I estimate he earned over a thousand yuan today!"

"Thousands of dollars? Let him earn it!"

Chen Jianguo looked at him with disdain.

"To tell you the truth, just a few days ago, I had already paved the entire road with your Uncle Zhao Youcai."

Chen Jianguo deliberately leaned close to his son's ear and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The person we chose is Liu Guangming."

"His and your application materials have been completely switched! That means that once the results are released, no matter how high his score is, it will all be yours."

Upon hearing this, Chen Defu froze on the spot, even forgetting the pain in his cheek.

"Dad... what did you say?"

"I'm telling you, the person who gave you the points is this Liu Guangming."

"The person who will go to university in September is you, Chen Defu."

Chen Jianguo tapped on the coffee table.

"Liu Guangming, if he wants to make money, then he deserves to spend his whole life on the streets, exposed to the elements, selling his wares!"

Chen Defu was first taken aback, then a surge of elation rushed to his head.

Ignoring the injury on his face, he was so excited that he spun around in the living room and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Great! That's fantastic!"

Chen Defu's face contorted with excitement.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me sooner!"

"If you had told me sooner, why would I have disliked him at all!"

"Now I know, when I see him again, he's just so pleasing to the eye!"

"Let him be smug now! Let him set up a stall and earn some pocket money! I'll go straight to university, graduate, and become a comfortable cadre, while he spends his whole life rolling around in the mud!"

Chen Jianguo patted his son on the shoulder, his tone revealing bureaucratic arrogance:

"Yeah, so what's there to be angry about?"

"Why bother arguing with a pathetic creature whose life is already destined to be miserable?"

Chen Defu nodded repeatedly, feeling extremely pleased.

Taking away the scores that others had worked so hard to achieve gave him a sense of plunder that made every pore on his body feel relaxed.

However, Chen Jianguo's tone suddenly turned sinister.

"However, we can't just stand by and watch him get worked up."

"If this kid does well in business and has money in his hands, he'll feel more confident and might cause trouble when checking his college entrance exam results. He might even have more tricks up his sleeve, which will ultimately be a problem."

Chen Jianguo turned and walked towards the mahogany telephone, picking up the receiver.

"Okay, I'll give your Uncle Zhao Youcai a heads-up and have the Public Security Brigade find a pretext to shut down his stall and impound him and his vehicle in the detention center."

"Lock him up for three to five days, let him get a few beatings in the cell every day, and deflate his arrogance."