An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin sat up grumbling, "They won't even let me catch up on some sleep in peace! It's outrageous!"

Jiang Daya walked over with a smile and pulled him off the bed:

"Alright, other people's wives are getting impatient."

After that, she glanced at the wounded man with curiosity.

Wang Wenshan was lying face down because of a shoulder injury.

Judging from his profile, he's not very old, probably in his early twenties, and he's not bad looking...

restaurant.

Foreigners' breakfasts are very monotonous, consisting of nothing but bread slices, spread with the same old butter.

The Smiths have a slight problem: because they have children, they need freshly squeezed juice, while Rose prefers coffee.

As for frying a few eggs or boiling some oatmeal, it's a piece of cake for Jiang Daya.

Rose, wearing a large floral silk nightgown, sat in the main seat.

But the neckline is a bit too low, isn't that a bad look?

Jiang Baobin wanted to remind them, but in the end he decided against it, since the other person didn't seem to care.

But I always felt like there was something wrong with her.

He couldn't help but glance at Rose, who was slightly bowing her head, a few more times—what good thing had this woman encountered so early in the morning?

Otherwise, how could her skin be so rosy and radiant, with a layer of light shining on her clear forehead?

How come she looks completely different from her usual lazy and haggard appearance after a hangover?

Seeing Jiang Baobin keep looking at her, Rose smiled with satisfaction and gestured for him to sit on her left.

The two little ones were right across from him, chattering away excitedly because they could eat at the same table.

Jiang Baobin was quite annoyed—"Why did I ask you guys to have dinner with me today? How should I know? Go ask your mom!"

Then, as a conditioned reflex, he straightened his back immediately.

Because a foot was slowly rubbing against his trousers...

Pete and Emma both have short legs; there's no way they could stretch that far.

So it's obvious who's behind this.

Jiang Baobin glanced over out of the corner of his eye and saw Rose acting as if nothing had happened, sipping her coffee with her head down.

He was speechless: You flirted with me and ran away last time, this is the same old trick again. I'd like to see how long you'll keep up this antics.

However, to his surprise, the mischievous foot was in a very good mood today.

She actually used her fingertips to lift up his trouser leg, winding upwards and lingering on his calf.

Jiang Baobin was the first to give in. His body was in its prime, and he couldn't withstand such provocation.

The guy bent down and coughed towards the door.

Sure enough, Jiang Daya came in with a smile, carrying freshly squeezed juice, and sat down next to Pete.

The mischievous foot finally had no choice but to withdraw.

Jiang Baobin felt a sudden sense of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders, but why did he also feel a strange sense of regret...?

In the morning, Jiang Baobin arrived at the train station and picked up three actors who had come from Shanghai.

After taking them to the "Six Nations Hotel" to settle their luggage, they were then taken to Smith Company to begin their inspection.

Why the rush? There's really no way around it.

It's already September, and he can't remember the exact date, but the big battle outside the Great Wall is something that will happen this month.

Moreover, the Kuomintang (KMT) suffered a swift and complete defeat.

If we wait until then, the company's selling price will inevitably drop significantly, so we must act quickly now.

The news that Jiang Baobin had actually invited the Rong family from Shanghai to participate in the bidding spread very quickly.

The reason they were able to use the Rong family's name was because Jiang Baobin had previously visited the Rong family with generous gifts, requesting Mr. Rong's help.

In this way, the credibility increases several times over!

Even if Weinberg investigates, we're not afraid. Since the Rong family has agreed, they will naturally vouch for us.

The inspection team, dressed in high-end suits and speaking with a thick Ara accent, caused quite a stir within the company!

Lyman, in particular, appeared extremely shocked!

Just as he tried to move forward, Jiang Baobin quickly sent him away.

The point is to let him know, but not all of it; what people fear most is making things up in their heads.

Next, he took the "Rong family" to inspect the factory in a very serious manner.

However, what he didn't know was that Lyman had dutifully informed Weinberg in a timely manner.

The latter slammed his fist on the table in anger, deeply resenting Jiang Baobin for repeatedly ruining his plans.

This guy is a scoundrel with sores on his head and pus flowing from his feet; he's completely rotten.

She racked her brains trying to figure out how to sabotage things while also getting revenge on Jiang Baobin...

To make the performance convincing, Jiang Baobin led the "inspection team" to conduct a very thorough investigation.

They then spent a long time in the meeting room pretending to discuss the production reports before finally preparing to leave.

Before that, Jiang Baobin specifically called Rose, who was at home.

We agreed to pick her up right away and then have dinner together with the guests.

But just as they reached the factory gate, disaster struck—

A police car sped over and suddenly blocked the front of the Lincoln.

The people who were about to board the bus were startled.

Jiang Baobin's mind raced, and his first thought was that Wang Wenshan had been exposed and was already in the hands of the police!

But I immediately realized something was wrong—

I just spoke with Rose on the phone, and I even specifically asked, "How are the guests?"

Rose calmly replied, "Yes, I'm awake."

This means that Wang Wenshan is safe and sound at home. So what happened?

While there was still some time, Jiang Baobin quickly said to the actors:

"If they're coming for me, go inside immediately and have someone inform the madam."

Several people quickly agreed.

After all, he's an actor, so he has some experience and wouldn't panic at the sight of the police.

At that moment, the car door opened with a "bang bang bang," and several "yellow dogs" jumped out.

Sure enough, the group headed straight for Jiang Baobin:

"You're Jiang Baobin! You've committed a crime, come with us!"

"Go to hell!" Jiang Baobin instantly flew into a rage, unleashing a string of gibberish.

"Who the hell are you? What are you trying to do?"

The police officers were completely bewildered; they couldn't understand what they were hearing.

The leading patrol officer, forcing a smile, said, "Stop pretending, Jiang Baobin, you better behave yourself!"

"@#￥%&*……" Another burst of spraying!

The police officers were at a loss for what to do.

For over a hundred years, the tradition of kneeling before foreign dignitaries has made them quite wary of Jiang Baobin's methods.

Even though he looked like a Chinese person, he could speak fluent English, which impressed the police officers.

This is exactly the result Jiang Baobin wanted.

He didn't expect to scare people away with just a few words of foreign language.

As long as they hesitate to act rashly and dare not easily resort to violence, he'll be thankful. A wise man doesn't suffer a loss he can't avoid.

The inspector looked embarrassed and cursed the man's ancestors for eighteen generations—always trying to take the blame for such a mess.

But what can you do? A higher-ranking official can crush you. Since you've already boarded this pirate ship, you can only go all the way down this dark path.

The patrol officer pointed at Jiang Baobin: "Guards, take him away..."