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

Eight o'clock in the morning.

In the courtyard of the county education bureau, Chen Jianguo, carrying a briefcase, strode up the stairs.

Today he specially changed into a crisp gray Zhongshan suit, and his hair was combed with mousse until it was shiny and slick, so shiny that even a fly would have to do the splits if it landed on it.

The staff members he encountered along the way greeted him, and Chen Jianguo responded with a smile and a nod.

He was in a great mood, and even hummed a selection from a traditional opera in the hallway, something he had never done before.

Pushing open the office door, I saw that staff member Xiao Wang had already brewed the tea, which was steaming hot and placed on the table.

"Good morning, Director Chen!" Xiao Wang handed over the day's newspaper.

Chen Jianguo picked up his teacup, took a sip, and casually asked:

"Where's Director Wang from the admissions office? I didn't see his old bicycle this morning."

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, then quickly reported:

"Director Wang hasn't come to work yet."

"I called his home, and his sister-in-law said he didn't go home last night. He probably couldn't leave the confidential office; after all, the results are coming out today!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianguo felt a weight lifted from his heart.

He didn't come home all night.

Old Wang is a reliable person!

He must have finished that dirty work in the middle of the night, and to avoid attracting attention, he didn't go back to the station, but went straight home to catch up on sleep.

Chen Jianguo leaned back in his leather chair and waved his hand dismissively:

"It's alright. The pressure of the college entrance exam is high, let Lao Wang rest for an extra half day. Is everything ready for distributing the report cards?"

"Alright, all the school principals are waiting in the large conference room on the first floor."

"good!"

Chen Jianguo slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and shouted, "Pass the word down! Have all schools take the report cards back and distribute them to the students!"

Xiao Wang responded and ran out.

Meanwhile, outside the red brick public toilet, 300 meters away from the county committee's residential compound.

A cleaning lady in her fifties, wearing a blue cotton coat, was pushing a manure cart to empty the chamber pot.

The woman covered her nose, picked up a large broom, and poked open the wooden door of the men's restroom.

"Oh my goodness!"

As soon as the door opened, the woman jumped back, and the broom in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

Beside the urinal, a grown man lay sprawled out, his pants pulled down to his knees, his body covered in a pool of yellowish-brown excrement, emitting a foul stench.

The woman had never seen anything like it before, and her legs trembled with fear.

Once he calmed down a bit, he immediately yelled at the top of his lungs into the street, "Help! Someone's dead! Someone's dead in the toilet!"

Hearing the shout, people passing by rushed into the public restroom.

Someone quickly reached under Wang Shouzhen's nose to check, "He's still breathing! Quick! Help him out!"

The old woman dared not touch the filthy thing and waved her hands repeatedly.

However, since human life was at stake, several people dragged and pulled Wang Shouzhen along, not even bothering to help him pull up his pants properly. They simply wrapped him in a tattered sack, found a tricycle, and threw him into the back of the vehicle.

"Get to the county hospital quickly!"

Inside the bumpy truck bed, Wang Shouzheng was jostled along with the potholes in the road.

The old briefcase, filled with tools for forgery, was still tightly tucked under his armpit.

He fell into a coma, completely unaware that he had missed his last chance to save Chen Jianguo, and also to save himself.

At 10:00 AM, Class 1, Grade 12, Songyang No.1 Middle School.

The classroom was noisy.

The usual serious and tense atmosphere vanished, and the students sat in their seats, whispering to each other, waiting for the homeroom teacher to hand out the report cards.

With a loud bang, the back door of the classroom was kicked open.

Chen Defu was wearing a brand-new white polyester shirt, tucked into his navy blue suit trousers, and a pair of shiny three-piece leather shoes.

Then he swaggered in, hands in his pockets.

"Wow, Young Master Chen, you're dressed quite impressively today!"

Several underachieving students who usually hung out with Chen Defu quickly went to greet him.

Chen Defu proudly tossed his parted hair, took out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket, and handed one to each person.

"Brother Fu, look at how radiant you are! You're definitely got a lot of confidence today!"

Chen Defu exhaled a smoke ring, glanced sideways at the few "top students" in the front row who were tense, and sneered without any attempt to hide it:

"Absolutely! Before the college entrance exam, I studied so hard that I neglected to eat or sleep, and I've completely transformed myself."

"Keep bragging!"

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and turned around to retort.

"What scores did you get on your usual diagnostic tests? Stop acting all high and mighty."

"Ha, who do you think you are!"

Chen Defu strode over and slammed his hand on the other person's table.

In his anger, he completely forgot Chen Jianguo's advice to keep a low profile the night before.

He pointed at the other person's nose, nostrils pointing upwards:

"Stop judging people by old almanacs."

"I bet all you do is study by rote! How much better are you than me?!"

"When the report cards come out today, I'll show you what it means to make a stunning debut! What it means to have accumulated knowledge and experience before unleashing it!"

At this, all eyes in the class immediately turned to him.

"Brother Fu, what score did you estimate?"

A few thugs in the back row asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Chen Defu sneered and said:

"Hmph, I'll definitely get into a four-year university!"

It has to be said that these words elicited mixed reactions from those around him!

But most people were still shocked and speechless!

Undergraduate degree?

Just him?

However, Chen Defu quite enjoyed this shocked reaction.

He simply jumped onto the desk, looked down at the whole class, and shouted:

"Don't worry, brothers!"

"Once I go to university in the provincial capital and stay there as a cadre after graduation, I'll protect you guys when you need to handle business there!"

"Wow, Young Master Chen is so handsome!"

The followers immediately started making a fuss, whistling loudly.

However, the top students in the front row shook their heads, thinking that this person was probably under too much pressure from the college entrance examination and had mental problems.

No one noticed that there were two people watching in the hallway outside the classroom.

These two people were Liu Guangming and Zhao Xiaojun.

Liu Guangming crossed his arms in front of his chest.

His face remained expressionless as he quietly watched Chen Defu leap and bound inside like a monkey through the window.

Zhao Xiaojun stood next to him, looking somewhat nervous.

"Brother Guangming..."

Zhao Xiaojun lowered his voice, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then dared to speak.

"This kid is so arrogant, his dad must have gotten things done?"

"Your grades... what if he really takes your place?"

Zhao Xiaojun's words became increasingly unbelievable.

Yes, he had overheard this a long time ago and told Liu Guangming about it.

But Liu Guangming said he could become the top scorer in the city and wasn't afraid of being replaced...

During this time, he worked with Liu Guangming at the supermarket and truly witnessed Liu Guangming's intelligence.

But when it comes to the college entrance examination, it's decided by those in power.

just in case......

Liu Guangming turned to look at Zhao Xiaojun, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Xiao Jun, are you scared?"

How could I not be afraid!

Zhao Xiaojun stamped his feet in frustration, "Those are the scores you got! If they really go to him, where can we go to complain?"

"Why don't we go find County Chief Lin right now and expose this!"

"At least we still have some kind of relationship with him now!"

"What's the rush?"

Liu Guangming raised his hand and patted Zhao Xiaojun on the shoulder, his tone surprisingly calm.

"Xiao Jun, if you don't kill the snake, you'll only get hurt."

"We've already waited so long for the results, what's a little longer?"

Liu Guangming turned his head and continued to look at Chen Defu, who was standing on the table in the classroom receiving praise from everyone.

"The higher he climbs, the more thoroughly his bones and flesh will shatter when he falls."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Teacher Zhang, Chen Defu's homeroom teacher, ran over carrying a thick stack of brown paper bags.