An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin gave him a knowing look: "Of course, we'll talk about it later."

Tom smiled, patted Jiang Baobin on the shoulder, and went to greet the other guests.

Jiang Baobin went over and greeted Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

They were the only people Jiang Baobin spoke to here.

Rose was dressed to the nines, and she was practically the hostess, but Smith still treated her with indifference.

Subsequently, Jiang Baobin attempted to integrate into a small circle of people who were also of Asian descent.

Unfortunately, they clearly prefer to curry favor with foreigners and discard him, their own kind, like worn-out shoes.

Okay, let's find a quiet place to have a drink.

To be honest, he really didn't like the taste.

It'll do. I'll just treat it as a prop. Otherwise, I'll just stand there watching others chat and laugh, making myself look silly!

The first half of the party was dull; it was mostly men talking business and women talking...

Well, two women are like 500 ducks; you can't tell what they're talking about just by looking at their lip movements.

Fortunately, Tom did not forget his capable assistant and would call him to his side from time to time.

He patiently introduced Jiang Baobin to his friends, praising him lavishly in the process.

The idea was clear: to help him find a new job.

Tom was really kind, but the results weren't great.

In any case, Jiang Baobin couldn't see any of these white men showing any interest in him.

Around 5 o'clock, they started serving food, which consisted of simple meals such as bread slices, fried potato strips, chicken balls, small cakes, and coffee.

But as the meal ended, the types of alcohol changed.

The transition began with sparkling wines and moved on to spirits like tequila and brandy.

People all over the world are the same; once they are exposed to alcohol, their true nature is revealed.

The volume of their voices increased, and they began to talk loudly (brag).

Even the women stopped pretending to be ladies; the laughter grew louder and louder, and some couldn't wait to start puffing on cigarettes.

On the contrary, those few people with yellow skin were unusually cautious.

He was single-mindedly focused on the few prey he had been trying to curry favor with.

Around seven o'clock, the older people began to leave one after another, including the flower growers.

Correspondingly, young people are constantly joining, including American soldiers in uniform.

The atmosphere became tense and unsettling.

But all of this was completely disrupted by the arrival of one person—

The woman had golden brown hair and laughed freely and unrestrainedly.

She was the only woman at the entire party wearing a shirt and trousers, which gave her an unkempt appearance.

Even so, her charm remains irresistible.

Her appearance attracted everyone's attention.

Every man was captivated by her every smile and gesture.

This also includes Jiang Baobin—a big star! He's incredibly popular!

To call it an obsession is an understatement; it's more accurate to say it's something I don't understand but find

Holy crap! This tiny, crappy virtual world is supposed to gather all the great beauties of future generations?

Isn't this tempting?

Scarlett was undoubtedly the queen of the party; from the moment she entered, everyone greeted her.

Jiang Baobin noticed a very interesting phenomenon: when facing her, both men and women had smiles on their faces.

But when she turns her face away, the woman will show an expression of jealousy and disgust.

The man, on the other hand, was drooling with desire, looking like a lecherous pig who wanted to devour her whole.

Scarlett Johansson, however, didn't care and went her own way.

Regardless of whether she was facing a man or a woman, she laughed unrestrainedly, more boisterous than any of the men present.

She smokes and drinks with great gusto, downing her drinks in one gulp.

But she was also a polite person, so when Tom introduced her to Jiang Baobin...

Because it was her first time meeting Jiang Baobin, she apologized for her casual attire.

When Rose came over, she opened her arms and hugged her:

"Dear Rose, give me a kind and warm hug, I need comfort."

Rose joked, "Okay, Lily, my poor little thing."

Lily burst into laughter, then began to complain, "You know what? My day was absolutely awful."

"An important interviewee stood me up for the whole afternoon."

"I finally managed to finish this an hour ago."

"I wanted to go home and change my clothes before attending the party, but then I discovered that my room key was missing."

Rose said kindly, "Oh, that's terrible, but it's okay, you can sleep at my house tonight."

"You can go home when your maid comes to work tomorrow morning."

Lily replied gratefully, "Yes, ma'am, generous Lady Rose."

"Without you, my dear, I would be sleeping on the streets."

"We must have a drink to celebrate this great friendship..."

After another glass of wine, she became even more radiant.

Jiang Baobin had already stepped aside and was quietly observing the woman named Elizabeth Roosevelt (Lili is her nickname).

According to Tom, she is a reporter for Time magazine based in Tianjin and Beijing.

A woman who can achieve this level of success must be capable.

As for whether her Roosevelt is related to the Roosevelt in his memory, he doesn't know for sure, and he hasn't had a chance to ask Tom.

Soon, some well-meaning people started suggesting playing Elizabeth's signature music.

A cheerful blues tune poured out from the gramophone.

Dozens of people clapped in unison, their rhythmic clapping drawing all eyes to Elizabeth.

She wasn't shy at all. After bowing, she gracefully walked onto the stage and started dancing.

Her expression was joyful, and her dance steps were light and quick.

In Jiang Baobin's view, this should be a very ancient dance.

It's ancient, isn't it? There's a gap of seventy or eighty years between now and when he started live streaming.

Jiang Baobin is not a professional dancer, so I don't know his name.

But it is certain that it is neither "tap dancing" nor "disco".

This dance has simple movements and is not difficult to learn.

The so-called "not difficult" means simply copying what you see.

If you want to dance as smoothly as Elizabeth, you'll have to put in a lot of effort.

However, with Jiang Baobin's excellent memory, he quickly memorized the movements.

He plans to find time to practice the dances of this era; who knows when he might need them?

While everyone was captivated by Elizabeth's dance moves.

Tom walked over carrying two glasses of wine.

"Hey Jiang, having fun?"

"Of course, this place is great, Tom, you've put on a really fun party."

"That's good. Come on, let's have a drink."

"OK."

Tom grinned mischievously, "To our wonderful time working together, and to wish us a speedy reunion, let's drink to that!"

"No problem, but Tom, you're not trying to trick me, are you?"

"No, no, no, we're good friends."

Despite having prepared himself mentally, Jiang Baobin still felt like he had been tricked...