An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

That bastard Jiang Baobin! How did he manage to get that powerful figure to come to him?

With such a powerful backer, why is your unlucky second brother still stuck in the police station as a lowly officer?

As long as the representative office makes a call, you can easily get a branch office director position.

However, Zhao Zhibang knew that the most urgent task was not to complain, but to figure out how to resolve the matter.

The first thing to do, of course, is to appease Jiang Baobin. If he stops causing trouble, then everything will be fine.

Zhao Zhibang knew very well that the Kuomintang was now completely rotten, and there was nothing the police department couldn't handle with five gold bars.

If that doesn't work, then have ten!

It's like someone calling to intimidate you even though your backer is a department head.

Why specifically Vice Director Wang, whose relationship with the Director-General was not harmonious?

Zhao Zhibang understood perfectly well that he had become a scapegoat between them, and he was going to suffer a huge financial loss.

Wiping the sweat from his face, Zhao Zhibang quickly reviewed the whole incident and determined his next step.

First, the one who tied the knot must untie it; Jiang Baobin must be released first.

With that in mind, the guy opened the safe.

With immense regret, he gathered all the "small yellow croaker," several tens of silver dollars, and over a hundred gold yuan notes he had recently acquired, and wrapped them into a small bag.

Then he carried it in his hand and hurriedly headed to the interrogation room.

Perhaps I was in a very good mood, or perhaps I was too tired last night.

Jiang Baobin actually fell asleep in the interrogation room until Zhao Zhibang came to wake him up.

The guy gave him a blank look, as if he was annoyed at being disturbed from his sweet dream.

"What are you...?"

Zhao Zhibang was immediately overwhelmed with worry and quickly stretched out his hands to block the attack:

"Please don't speak any more foreign languages. I'm here to let you out, right away."

Jiang Baobin looked at him suspiciously, and feeling that the guy didn't seem to be faking it, he sat up.

Zhao Zhibang, putting on a forced smile, said, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"I have investigated and found out that it is Weinberg, the vice president of the Foreign Chamber of Commerce in Beiping."

"I reported Secretary Jiang for business competition purposes!"

"This person is malicious and despicable; he is utterly inhuman."

"Now I have seen through his true colors and I am here to clear Secretary Jiang's name."

"Of course, I also made mistakes in this matter. I shouldn't have listened to one side and acted rashly."

"Therefore, to express my apologies, I have prepared a small gift, and I hope Secretary Jiang will understand."

Jiang Baobin wanted to laugh, thinking it was all the same old trick of shifting blame so that the friend would die rather than him.

In fact, as soon as Zhao Zhibang put on a smiling face, Jiang Baobin knew what was going on—it must have been Rose who had the influence.

She wants to sell the company for a good price, and now she can't do without her.

This is also Jiang Baobin's greatest source of confidence; don't be fooled by someone like Zhao Zhibang's arrogant attitude towards ordinary people.

But as soon as he encounters a "foreigner," he immediately develops osteomalacia.

Jiang Baobin thought for a moment, and realized that the world was about to change.

The world will be in chaos then, with demons running rampant!

It's best not to offend local bullies like Zhao Zhibang too much right now.

What if he's driven to take desperate measures and seeks revenge on a gangster like Yanzi Li San?

Or, before escaping, he might instruct his men to shoot him from behind.

If I really fall for his tricks, wouldn't I be unjustly killed?

As for simply turning the page, that's impossible. However, dealing with him requires strategy, and there's no need to rush.

Having made up his mind, he put on a reluctant expression and said, "Okay, I'm easy to talk to, I won't stoop to your level."

"But foreigners aren't so easy to fool. I can keep things stable for a day."

"I'm sure Director Zhao knows what to do next."

Zhao Zhibang's heart was bleeding, but he had no choice but to force a smile: "I know, I know, brother knows."

Jiang Baobin is clearly complaining that the amount he's being given is too small, and he's making excuses.

"In that case, I'll take my leave. This place of yours is really no good."

"However, if you are so hospitable next time, I will not object to visiting again."

As he spoke, he weighed the money bag in his hand and revealed a smug yet mocking smile.

Zhao Zhibang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and bowed and scraped as he escorted him to the gate.

The guy's smile vanished, replaced by a bitter and resentful expression.

The patrol officer who arrested Jiang Baobin was also summoned to apologize to Jiang Baobin.

Now he asked, "Chief, should we investigate this person further?"

"Dig! We have to dig!" Zhao Zhibang said urgently. "That's my money, we have to get it back!"

"I'm just leaving it in that silly boy's hands for now, letting him have his fun for a few days. I'll take it back with even greater profits later!"

This guy's eyes were gleaming with malice, and he looked like he wanted to eat someone alive. This time, he was really provoked.

"Yes, Chief." The inspector replied and was about to slip away.

"Wait a minute," Zhao Zhibang called out to him.

He vented his anger on Jiang Baowu, saying, "That good-for-nothing Jiang Baowu."

"Give him the worst job imaginable, and hopefully I'll never see him again!"

That's just how people are; when problems arise, instead of looking for the cause within themselves, their first reaction is to blame others.

"Yes, Director."

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Zhibang called him back, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's put this on hold for a few days."

"Understood, Director."

Leaving aside how Zhao Zhibang rushed home and used his savings to bribe his two superiors.

And afterwards, they would also have to feed Jiang Baobin's exorbitant demands.

Jiang Baobin, after leaving the First Branch Bureau, looked around anxiously for his car.

Somewhat disappointingly, Smith's Ford-Lincoln Zephyr sedan was not seen.

On the contrary, Jiang Daya's face was flushed, and she came running over.

"Third Brother!" she called out from a distance.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Baobin asked suspiciously.

"I heard you were arrested, so I rushed here to rescue you! Brother, are you alright?"

As she spoke, she looked him up and down with concern, as if she was afraid he had been tortured.

Jiang Baobin suddenly realized what was going on—Da Ya'er was going to exchange herself for him.

He was both touched and extremely angry!

In a fit of anger, the words of rebuke burst out: "Who gave you permission to come out like that?"

"What did I tell you before? Did you just ignore me?"

If Jiang Daya really hands herself over, then Jiang Baobin's desperate resistance against Zhao Zhibang will become a joke.

This was also the first time since he transmigrated that Jiang Baobin had ever harbored murderous intent towards someone!

"Huh?" Jiang Daya was stunned by the scolding, and her eyes instantly reddened...

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Baobin regretted them.

The person in front of me is still a child, but he risked everything to save others.

Based on this friendship and sense of responsibility alone, they are hundreds of times better than the Chiang family.

It can be said that a golden phoenix flew out of a chicken coop.

"I'm sorry, little sister," Jiang Baobin quickly apologized.

"I was confused and shouldn't have gotten angry at you. I admit my mistake."

"Brother, don't say that. I know you're good to me, I..."

Jiang Daya choked up, and tears streamed down her face.

It's important to know that making this decision was no easy feat.

Just as Jiang Baobin was about to offer some words of comfort, a screeching sound of brakes came from afar.

Then they started honking the horn like crazy.

Then a car came swaying along like a drunkard...