An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

The boss immediately guaranteed that all the goods would arrive within three days!

Jiang Baobin was finally satisfied.

If you're talking about coal worth tens of thousands of yuan, it's like a small mountain. Where would you put it?

As luck would have it, Rose owns a company called White Glove Walter, which happens to lease a warehouse.

Moreover, it's very advanced; it's specifically designed for storing strategic materials.

As long as it's available, I'll take it first.

As for the destruction of the area after unloading the coal, Jiang Baobin didn't care.

In a few months, I don't know who it will belong to, but it definitely won't belong to him.

Since this was their second collaboration, before leaving, Jiang Baobin gave his boss a reminder:

"Do you have any gold yuan notes? Did you see how I did it?" After saying that, the guy swung his chin at the coal pile.

The boss nodded as if he understood, and then clasped his hands in a fist salute to him.

The reason for reminding the coal yard owner was not because Jiang Baobin liked him so much.

It was purely his own little scheme—his boss already knew his secrets.

If he doesn't handle the goods well in the future, he might become envious of his own goods.

Why bother? Why not give him some advice?

As the saying goes, helping others is helping yourself.

After leaving the coal yard, Jiang Baobin rushed to the municipal library.

He started consulting the financial sections of American newspapers to find a reliable company.

Rose is waiting for his decision on which company to invest in.

Sure enough, there was Coca-Cola, which went public in 1919, but its performance was not good.

It seems that without the halo of Old Man Barton, the time for this product to rise to prominence is not yet ripe.

He continued searching, and then a company that went public even earlier than Coca-Cola caught his eye.

This is good, this is good!

Jiang Baobin was attracted by its technological background. As we all know, what will be the most powerful thing for the US in the future?

One is finance, and the other is technology!

Some people say you've forgotten about the military; the US military is also formidable.

Haha, if you count them up, since World War II, which superpower has the US ever clashed head-on with?

The wars it initiated were the Korean War and the Vietnam War.

See? They all pick the softest ones.

As for going up against us, he never expected that we could send troops, let alone that we were that strong!

Bradley later said, "...the wrong war, the wrong time, the wrong place, and the wrong enemy."

If you think about it carefully, you'll understand what he meant.

Smith Corporation.

Today marks the day Weinberg officially takes over the company as its boss.

Before leaving, Jiang Baobin handed him a document with a smile.

It was a generous gift he had prepared for old Deng and that traitor Lyman...

That guy is wicked; he didn't leave the manager's office right away.

Instead, he found a secluded spot and hid, waiting to see what would happen.

Unsurprisingly, less than two minutes later, Weinberg's roar was heard:

"Lyman! You son of a bitch! How dare you steal my things! I'll kill you!"

Then came Lyman's flustered voice: "Mr. Weinberg, I'm so sorry."

"I was bewitched. Please forgive me this time, considering how much I helped you before..."

"You bastard! You're a complete idiot who's good for nothing and good for making things worse! You only make things more difficult!"

"I now command you! Return my money to me immediately, double the amount!"

"Okay, Mr. Weinberg, but I don't have that much money right now. I've already paid off my debts to the brokerage firm."

"But I will work hard to earn money and pay you back as soon as possible..."

"Ouch, ouch, please be a gentleman and don't hit me..."

"Oh God, Mr. Weinberg, please don't do this, Mr. Weinberg, have mercy..."

"Go to hell! You damned bastard!"

"No……"

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." The gunshots kept going in; they were emptying the magazine!

"Ah—" Lyman's screams were interspersed among the cries.

Holy crap! Jiang Baobin really didn't expect this outcome—I just wanted to annoy you guys a little, I didn't ask you to risk your lives!

Especially Weinberg, at such an advanced age, how come his temper is still so fiery?

While the company was in chaos, Lyman managed to smuggle out some things, but they were only worth a thousand or two dollars.

Did Weinberg really have to take his life like that?

"Impulsiveness is the devil!" Jiang Baobin shook his head and walked into the next room.

Pick up the receiver and start dialing:

"Hello, is this the police station? There's been a murder here. A foreigner was killed in broad daylight..."

When Jiang Baobin went over to take a look, he was once again surprised—Weinberger's marksmanship was unbelievably bad.

With the shuttlecock so close, he scooped it out in one go.

Only the first shot hit, striking Lyman in the buttocks as he couldn't escape in time.

The remaining bullets either drilled a hole in the lime wall or went into the floor.

Afterwards, the timid and cowardly Lyman didn't dare to pursue the domineering Weinberg at all, and the matter was thus dropped.

Jiang Baobin, who thought the two would die together, was truly disappointed.

Smith Mansion.

Rose was leading Jiang Baobin around.

They even showed him the basement, a place Jiang Baobin had never been to before.

There's nothing valuable down there; it's mostly discarded furniture and daily necessities.

The most valuable items are scattered throughout the various rooms.

Rose is a decisive American woman who can let things go easily. Now that things are over, she's leaving cleanly.

Already incredibly wealthy, she displayed the rugged temperament of a Western woman, waving her hand dismissively—

Aside from taking away the valuables, she left the remaining daily necessities to Jiang Baobin, too lazy to deal with them.

As for the most valuable car, the Ford-Lincoln Zephyr, Rose didn't sell it; instead, she gave it to Elizabeth.

Rose felt she had to show her appreciation for the help they had given her during this family crisis.

then……

Pleasant times always pass too quickly, and the day of parting soon arrived—

Rose boarded the special plane provided by the U.S. military with mixed feelings.

Accompanying him were his two children and Smith, who slept on a special stretcher.

Now he's sleeping soundly; the doctor says the chance of him waking up is about one percent.

Even though he had abandoned most of his belongings, he still had dozens of suitcases with him.

It's easy to imagine how much Smith has benefited from planting flowers over the years!

Without a doubt, possessing this wealth would be invaluable even back in economically developed America.

Rose is a millionaire.

However, does having money equal happiness?

Lately, the sentence Rose has been saying the most is—don't forget me.

Can I forget? Jiang Baobin smiled bitterly.

Feelings aren't so easily erased.

Through the airplane window, Rose and Jiang Baobin gazed at each other from afar.

The journey through life is long, so I bid you farewell. We'll meet again someday, but who knows what day it will be then...