An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Rose made an outrageous demand, asking for a whopping 60!

If Weinberger wants to buy it, this is the price, no questions asked!

Otherwise, she would rather sell it to the Zhou family for 55.

The extra 5 yuan was the punishment for his previous schemes and tricks!

When Jiang Baobin heard this decision, he was utterly astonished!

Well done! A stroke of genius!

On the surface, this is a condemnation of Weinberg.

In reality, it was a coup d'état!

According to the previous bidding results, even if it were sold to Weinberg, the highest bidder, it would only be $100 more than the Zhou family's.

Is it interesting? Obviously not.

Rose's move was a last-minute bluff (in layman's terms, cheating).

Instead of provoking others' dislike, it miraculously puts one on a moral high ground.

Weinberg was now in a very difficult position—"You're a bastard! If you want the company, give me the money, or get out!"

This could be considered an insult, but what does face matter to an unscrupulous businessman like Weinberg?

What enraged him was that even though he had already won, he still had to pay an extra 5? This was blatant robbery!

Although it is still about 20 percent cheaper than the value of 735,000 yuan audited by the accounting firm.

But this price was more than double Weinberg's budget!

He came to acquire the property with the intention of robbing the buyer, but in the end, he was the one who got robbed!

For someone like him who values ​​money above all else, this is truly a death sentence!

So, this guy immediately yelled, "This is extortion! The most barbaric and shameless extortion in the world!"

But it's all for naught. No matter how much the old man shouts, it's no use. Who told him to be in the wrong first?

Now that the company is in Rose's hands, she can sell it to whomever she wants.

Although I was almost furious, I still believe that those who complain about the goods are the ones who actually buy them.

After a night of agonizing struggle, Weinberger finally had to swallow the bitter pill.

What does it mean to be too clever for one's own good and end up ruining one's life? That's exactly what describes someone like him.

That was a really ruthless cut! So much so that when Old Deng signed the document, his face was so ugly it looked like he could kill someone!

He then stormed off in anger!

They didn't even bother with the polite gesture of having a celebratory drink.

Jiang Baobin kept staring at his sour face, not for any other reason than he just liked to look at it.

Don't misunderstand, it's not for any other reason than—shouldn't you be happy when your enemy is in great pain?

At the same time, he also learned a trick: the obsession of capitalists is terrifying!

If Weinberger hadn't been so determined to establish a monopoly in Beiping and its surrounding areas...

How could he possibly offer such a high price during this turbulent time?

Given their ethnic group's ruthless and exploitative nature, chaotic times are not all bad.

Once you control the pricing power, you can recoup all your costs in two years, or even just one year.

At that point, the company will essentially be free.

Thus, he went from resorting to any means to drive down prices to eventually spending huge sums of money at any cost!

It's the inner demons at work.

Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. The cunning and ruthless Weinberger finally fell into the trap set by Jiang Baobin, the reborn individual.

The deal is done, all that's left is to celebrate, and there will definitely be more than one celebration:

Jiang Baobin sighed, because he was about to experience another period of blackout.

This body has a terrible alcohol tolerance, yet it's incredibly popular.

Whether it's Rose or Elizabeth, they always like to make fun of him and get him drunk.

This makes him the tragic figure every time.

He grumbled inwardly at the system—"Aren't you omnipotent? Why don't you even offer to help me think of a solution?"

They have a spatial ability and a storage ring, yet they can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!

If I had that ability, how wonderful it would be to rise above the serfs and sing praises!

Now look what's happened! He can't even handle a woman, he gets knocked down all the time, it's so embarrassing!

As expected, after just two banquets, Jiang Baobin felt he couldn't keep up.

I'm exhausted, both physically and mentally!

Fortunately, Weinberg was eager to recoup his losses, so the money came in very quickly.

The $60 will be deposited into Rose's account within the bank's shortest possible timeframe.

Meanwhile, the "American Military Representative Office in Beiping" also cited a shortage of transport aircraft as the reason.

He was eager for Rose to take Smith back to the country as soon as possible to get rid of this burden.

Therefore, Rose had to quicken her pace, thus skipping many of the originally planned social engagements.

This can be considered as saving Jiang Baobin.

Early morning, Smith Mansion, driver's room.

Jiang Baobin wanted to get out of bed, but Rose held his hand reluctantly.

Looking back at Rose, whose eyes were full of allure, Jiang Baobin couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Immediately, this guy forcibly warned himself: If I don't control myself, I'll definitely die from exhaustion!

Even now, Jiang Baobin still doesn't fully understand how things turned out this way.

This story begins yesterday evening.

Following a farewell party hosted by Elizabeth at the "International Club".

Rose and Elizabeth, two heavy drinkers, felt it wasn't enough, so they went back to Smith's Mansion to continue drinking.

Since it was still early, Jiang Baobin made various excuses to slip away.

One minute she'd go upstairs to tell the children stories; the next she'd help Jiang Daya move her things...

The next day, the Smith family was leaving the flower farm, never to return, and they naturally had quite a few things to take with them.

Some of the less important items were specified by Rose and packed by Jiang Daya.

Perhaps because their separation was imminent, both Rose and Elizabeth were in low spirits.

Not only did he have no intention of causing trouble for Jiang Baobin, he also got drunk very quickly.

When Jiang Baobin had almost finished his work, he found that the two of them had already fallen fast asleep on the bar counter.

In the end, the brother and sister had to help her into the room.

Jiang Baobin had a rare bout of insomnia tonight.

Rose reaffirmed that she would pay him the full commission she had promised.

That's 5 to 6! (Rose only said cash out, she didn't say whether it was 55 or 60, but it's not a small amount either)!

With this money, even if he did nothing from then on and just lay around until the 1980s, he would still be a very wealthy man.

Driven by the lure of money, how could he possibly sleep?

I went out to practice my kung fu for a while, but after taking a shower, I still couldn't fall asleep.

This time, no one had to ply him with alcohol; he downed two glasses by himself.

Hmm, it works! I got dizzy in no time.

At this point, the system also joined in the fun.

Just as he was about to fall into a deep sleep, he was startled awake by a "ding" sound in his mind.

But before they could even open it, a tall figure swayed and floated in through the door.

It startled him—who is this? Sadako? Kayako?

My first instinct was to reach under the pillow, and then all I wanted to do was slap myself hard.

Whenever he remembered, he would tuck the pistol underneath; when he couldn't remember...

Today is the day I can't remember anything.

The creature burrowed under the blanket, trying to escape to the other side of the bed, but it was too late…