An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Oh my god! Realizing where he pulled it out from, Jiang Baobin was disgusted.

However, precisely because of this, he felt relieved.

Not only were the money stolen, but they even took the victim's gold tooth.

It's easy to imagine how vicious these deserters were!

So they deserve to die! They did the exact right thing!

From now on, ordinary people like Jia Jinwang will no longer have to suffer from their harm.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Baobin felt much better.

What does "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth" mean? Isn't that what we're doing right now?

Then, he made another decision.

Western Gentlemen's Association.

As expected, Beatrice sat alone in the corner, a glass of barely touched brandy on the table.

"Good evening, Mrs. Guzman." Jiang Baobin walked straight over.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, please have a seat." Beatrice flashed her signature smile.

"Thanks."

Because of their shared drinks the day before, the two quickly struck up a lively conversation.

Well, I've run into another heroine with an incredible alcohol tolerance.

Jiang Baobin was speechless. How come all the people he encountered after transmigrating were drunkards? He was no match for them at all.

Is this some kind of twisted sense of humor from the system?

Beatrice probably didn't have many people to talk to normally, so Jiang Baobin's arrival immediately made her enthusiastic.

After a glass of wine, Jiang Baobin advised her to take advantage of the current favorable situation and hurry back to China.

It's already early November; if we delay any longer, we might not be able to leave even if we want to.

Beatrice gave a bitter smile: "What can I do? I've been waiting for news of my father, but..."

She stopped talking and shook her head helplessly.

Jiang Baobin didn't mince words: "Didn't you say your father values ​​money a lot?"

"Especially after your brother's unexpected death, you took pleasure in making money."

"Have you thought about what would happen if he pretends to be deaf and dumb and refuses to help you?"

Beatrice's expression froze, clearly indicating that either she hadn't thought about it or she didn't dare to think about it.

Jiang Baobin immediately offered to lend her the money to buy a plane ticket.

This guy has a bit of money on him now and is quite willing to help others.

The saying goes, "Giving roses leaves a lingering fragrance," and for a European noble like Beatrice, this could come in handy at any time.

So, since Jiang Baobin has money, why doesn't he transfer it to his Citibank account?

The US economy is currently experiencing rapid growth, so investing in stocks might just make you rich.

Haha, don't be silly. Any smart person would put all their eggs in one basket.

Unexpectedly, even though Jiang Baobin was willing to help, Beatrice shook her head helplessly.

Jiang Baobin continued to persuade him: "You can go back to Spain first."

"Wouldn't it be easier to persuade your father after you see him? Wouldn't all the problems be solved then?"

Beatrice, however, was determined, smiling as she continued to shake her head: "Jiang, I can't do that."

She then added, "I cannot break my promise to my creditors."

Jiang Baobin breathed a sigh of relief, understanding what Beatrice meant.

Foolish adherence to aristocratic honor prevented her from engaging in acts such as defaulting on debts or fleeing.

She would become a laughing stock.

Jiang Baobin was powerless to deal with someone so stubborn.

Foreigners can be really brain-dead sometimes; their stupidity is beyond redemption!

"Okay, okay, I'll sponsor you. How much money do you need right now?"

Beatrice could hardly believe her ears and kept asking:

"Mr. Jiang, are you really going to sponsor me? My God! This is incredible..."

Jiang Baobin smiled innocently: "Of course, I'm a man of my word."

"Moreover, the advantage of my financial assistance is that there is no time limit; you can borrow for as long as you want, and no one will urge you to repay the money."

Beatrice was overjoyed: "That's wonderful, Mr. Jiang, you're such a gentleman!"

Hehe, you're saying that a bit too soon.

Jiang Baobin finally revealed his true colors: "What is the interest rate on the loan, Madam?"

"At that time, according to that calculation method, you can just pay me back the principal and interest."

Beatrice was instantly petrified! Wasn't this just pointless fuss?

Jiang Baobin laughed and said, "What I'm actually doing is a venture capital investment."

"So I can keep it a secret for you, and you can leave here at any time without any worries."

Beatrice rolled her eyes dramatically, then raised her glass.

"Chiang, cheers to your generosity!"

"I swear to God by the title of Count Guzman! I will reward you handsomely in the future."

"I believe you, but I'd rather not drink. You know I can't hold my liquor."

"No, I must finish this glass of wine; it's a celebration of my escape from this sea of ​​suffering..."

"I'm so sorry, I really can't drink anymore, I'll get drunk."

"Mr. Jiang, as a gentleman, you shouldn't refuse a lady's request, especially when she's overjoyed..."

Okay, okay, I didn't expect a foreign woman to be so good at persuading people to drink...

Anyone who has ever drunk alcohol has probably encountered a type of person who needs someone to persuade them to drink at first, otherwise they won't touch their glass.

However, once he reaches a certain point, there's no need to persuade him anymore; he'll start drinking it himself.

At this point, he was making the most noise than anyone else!

After he sobered up, when asked what he had said and done, he had no idea.

Jiang Baobin is a typical example of this kind of person.

The next day, early in the morning.

He came out of the "Six Nations Hotel" rubbing his temples.

A rickshaw driver came to solicit business, but he waved him away.

He needs to get some cold air to fully wake himself up.

As he walked, he vowed to himself: I can never live this kind of decadent life again!

I will take the happiness of the country, the nation, and the people as my own responsibility!

Okay, Jiang Baobin admits he's still a bit drunk.

However, he was truly about to live a different life, because, regardless of his will, a new era was about to begin!

Early this morning, he received a bunch of messages:

"Hidden quest completed: 'Nip the weeds in the bud!'"

"Those who threaten your life must be resolutely dealt with! Your previous actions were absolutely correct."

"Therefore, the system rates your performance as 'ruthless'! You have been awarded the 'Assassin' Medal of Honor!"

"Rewards will be given as follows: ① 3 freely allocable attribute points;"

"②, 'Western Fencing' power +50%;"

"③, Accuracy of 'Light Weapons Shooting' +100%"

Wow! This is great, this is great!

Isn't this like adding wings to a tiger?

From now on, I'm invincible!

Wait a minute, these rewards are all related to taking down those three guys:

The three people were given a reward of three attribute points.

One person was stabbed with a sword and two were shot with guns, for which they were awarded 50% and 100% respectively.

So, if you could take down ten or twenty of them at once, wouldn't you instantly reach the maximum level...?