Reborn in 1950: Shorting the Federal Reserve at the Start

Shen Jinghong lowered her head, her gaze falling on the book half-hidden in the mud.

The cover had been stepped on with a dark footprint, and the corner of the book was curled up, revealing densely packed English formulas inside.

That is "Aerodynamics of Transonic Flow".

It was a copy of his notes, painstakingly copied by hand, stroke by stroke, during countless sleepless nights in the Columbia University library in his previous life.

In this era of rapid development, the value of this book even surpasses that of the entire courtyard house.

Now, it's lying in the sewage-filled yard like a rag.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Yaozu assumed he had chickened out and shook his leg even more smugly, "Don't feel sorry for your old junk. Out with the old, in with the new."

Shen Jinghong slowly raised her head.

In that instant, Shen Yaozu felt as if the temperature around him had suddenly dropped ten degrees.

The eldest brother is still the same eldest brother, but why does he look at me like I'm dead?

"Yaozu, did you throw this book away?"

Shen Jinghong's voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed to dissipate with a gust of wind.

"Oh? Yes!"

Shen Yaozu, neck stiff and self-righteous, said, "What? You want to get angry with me over a lousy book? I only did this to make room for the wedding bed! It was Mom's decision!"

"Yes! I was the one who gave way!"

The curtain to the main room was lifted, and Liu Cuihua walked out with her hands on her hips.

She had just directed people to bring out the last chair, her face still glowing with the smug satisfaction of having gotten a great deal. Seeing Shen Jinghong standing in the courtyard, she felt no remorse whatsoever; instead, she acted as if she had seen a creditor, preemptively striking:

"Boss, you're back just in time! Saves me the trouble of looking for you!"

She walked a few steps to Shen Jinghong, pointed to the main room that had already been emptied, and spat as she spoke:

"Since you've given your job opportunity to Yaozu, you shouldn't keep this apartment either. You're single anyway, your company definitely has dormitories, so you can stay there!"

"This main room is spacious and well-lit, perfect for Yaozu's wedding room. It will also be comfortable for the young couple to live in after they have children."

Shen Jinghong looked at the woman who had given birth to him.

This is his mother.

For the sake of his younger son's wedding house, he didn't hesitate to kick his older son out of the house, not even bothering to come up with a decent reason, he just used one word: robbery.

"Mom, if I remember correctly..."

Shen Jinghong pushed up his glasses, his tone frighteningly calm, "The deed to this room is in the name of my grandfather's eldest grandson. That is, me, Shen Jinghong."

"What's the point of writing someone's name on it!"

Liu Cuihua waved her hand arrogantly, "You're my son, so what's yours is mine! Besides, an elder brother is like a father. Your brother's wedding is such a big deal, and you're letting him stay in the back room? What are you up to?"

"that is!"

Zhao Yanzi, who had been silent the whole time, also came over.

She covered her nose with a handkerchief in disgust, as if she had smelled something foul, and her high heels clattered on the muddy ground.

"Hey bro, how can you be so inconsiderate?"

Zhao Yanzi rolled her eyes, pointed at the dilapidated house that, although it was now empty, still looked old, and looked dissatisfied:

"Look at these walls, they're so blackened! And the window paper is all torn! How dare you let me live in this pigsty-like house?"

She turned around, crossed her arms, and gave Shen Jinghong a bossy look:

"Since you're going to give up the house, let's go all the way. You pay to have the house repainted, the floors paved with cement, and the windows replaced with new glass."

"Also, we have to make sure we have 'three turns and one sound' for our wedding. A watch, a bicycle, a sewing machine, and a radio—you have to get all of those ready!"

"I don't need anything too fancy. I want a Shanghai brand watch and a Flying Pigeon bicycle. All in all, it'll only cost five or six hundred yuan. That's just a drop in the ocean for a PhD like you who's returned from overseas."

Zhao Yanzi was calculating her schemes, her greedy face appearing particularly ferocious in the setting sun.

Several street thugs who were helping to move things stopped what they were doing and watched the spectacle with laughter.

"Tsk tsk, being the big brother is really frustrating."

"Who told him to be an honest person? That's called taking advantage of someone who has no descendants."

Listening to these comments and looking at the three faces in front of him that seemed to say "I've got you cornered," Shen Jinghong suddenly laughed.

He was laughing heartily, his shoulders twitching slightly.

"Five or six hundred yuan? And I still need to do renovations? And transfer the property title?"

Shen Jinghong laughed and shook her head, "Are you marrying off your daughter, or selling her? Or are you robbing her?"

"How dare you talk like that!"

Zhao Yanzi's face changed, and she screamed, "Who robbed me? This is what you should pay! If you don't pay, I'm not going to get married! I'll make sure your brother stays a bachelor for life, and I'll make sure your Shen family line ends!"

"What a perfect example of someone who will be childless and without descendants."

Shen Jinghong's smile vanished, and a chilling glint instantly appeared in her eyes.

He didn't pick up the books from the ground, nor did he care about the clothes that were thrown around in a mess.

He simply straightened his collar, then strode to the center of the courtyard.

There is a large water vat there.

"when--!"

Shen Jinghong casually picked up an iron shovel leaning against the wall and slammed it hard against the water vat.

The sudden loud noise startled everyone in the courtyard. Liu Cuihua was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing? Trying to rebel?" Shen Dayong rushed out of the house, holding up his pipe and ready to yell.

Shen Jinghong completely ignored him.

He stood in the center of the courtyard, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his gaze sweeping around, his voice loud and clear, exuding an unquestionable air of authority.

"Since everyone's here, let's not keep some things to ourselves."

"Dad, Mom, sister-in-law, and Yaozu."

He stretched out his finger and pointed at each one, and with each one he pointed at, the man's heart inexplicably trembled.

"Don't you want houses? Don't you want jobs? Don't you want the 'three turns and one sound' (a set of watches, a revolving door, a radio, and a speaker)?"

Shen Jinghong sneered, his voice instantly rising in pitch:

"Sure! I'll give you everything!"

"But such a big matter can't be resolved by just our family. We need to get the neighbors to judge and bear witness, right?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Yi Zhonghai, an elderly man who was peeking out from the front yard gate.

"Uncle! You are the person in charge of this courtyard, and you are also a fair person."

Shen Jinghong shouted loudly, his tone carrying a hint of "earnestness":

"This matter in my family has become quite a big deal, and I'm afraid I'm not good with words and can't explain it clearly. Could you please do me the trouble of calling a general meeting for everyone in the compound?"

"Let's settle this matter of dividing the family property, transferring the house, and taking over shifts all at once today! That way, no one will say I, Shen Jinghong, don't know the rules!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up.

He'd been eavesdropping outside, plotting how to get involved and show off his status as a powerful figure. Now that Shen Jinghong had offered him a way out, this was an incredible favor!

Moreover, judging from Shen Jinghong's words, he was going to publicly admit defeat and hand over all his family property.

This is a perfect example of promoting respect for the elderly and care for the young, as well as brotherly love and respect!

"Oh! Jinghong, that's more like it!"

Yi Zhonghai walked in with his hands behind his back, his dignified face full of wrinkles and a smile. "We can talk things over. We're all neighbors, and the most important thing in our courtyard is reason."

He glanced at Liu Cuihua and Shen Yaozu, his eyes conveying a "it's all settled" signal, and then pulled out a broken copper gong from behind his back.

"Since Jinghong is so aware of this, let's have a meeting! Let everyone come and learn from her!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The piercing sound of a gong echoed in the air above No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, startling several crows from the trees.

"Meeting in session! The entire hospital is in session!"

"Everyone come out! The Shen family has something important to announce!"

Yi Zhonghai banged on the door with great enthusiasm, as if he were announcing good news to the Shen family.

Liu Cuihua and Shen Yaozu exchanged a glance, both seeing ecstasy in each other's eyes.

The boss is really chickening out! He's going to announce it in public? Then it's a done deal!

Zhao Yanzi was even more smug, looking down at Shen Jinghong and cursing inwardly: "He really is a coward. He peed his pants after being scared a few times."

Only Shen Jinghong stood still, listening to the noisy gong and watching the ugly faces of this group of people.

He gently brushed the dust off his trench coat.

The stage is set up.

The audience has all arrived.

So, the hunt begins...