Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Dragon coins spread throughout the country.

Dragon coins quickly gained the trust of the people due to their stable value and exquisite design.

In a grocery store in Shanghai, the proprietress is giving change to a customer: "Here's five mao (50 cents) of dragon coins, please keep it."

The customer took the banknote and looked at it: "This money is quite nice."

The proprietress said, "That's right. I heard that Commander Lin designed this money himself. The dragon on it is so majestic."

Embassies of various countries in China have also become busy.

Ambassador Pierre of the Pentagon was the first to enter the Huaxia Bank and said in broken Chinese, "I want to exchange ten million dragon coins."

The bank manager paused for a moment, then confirmed, "Ten million dragon coins? That's equivalent to one hundred million silver dollars."

Pierre nodded: "That's right, ten million."

The ambassador from the United Kingdom followed suit, also requesting to exchange for dragon coins.

Countries like Germany, Italy, and Spain were not to be outdone.

A Dutch diplomat couldn't help but mutter, "Is this dragon coin really that good?"

Pierre sneered, "Haven't you seen how powerful China is? They have mountains of gold and silver now, what else would they exchange them for if not dragon coins?"

The successful issuance of the Dragon Coin not only stabilized China's financial market but also injected strong momentum into the country's development.

In the international financial market, the exchange rate of the Dragon Coin began to fluctuate.

Traditional reserve currencies such as the British pound, French pound, and Ugly dollar have been impacted, forcing central banks around the world to urgently purchase Chinese dollars to stabilize their currencies.

An American economist wrote in a newspaper: "The rise of the Dragon Coin marks a reshuffling of the international financial order."

China possesses the world's largest gold reserves and the strongest industrial potential; it's only a matter of time before the Dragon Coin replaces the American Pound as the international reserve currency.

When the news reached Washington, the White House convened an emergency meeting.

President-elect Truman sat at his desk, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty: "How much gold do we still have?"

The Finance Minister replied, "Mr. President, our gold reserves are less than 1,000 tons, while China's reserves exceed 30,000 tons."

If this continues, the Ugly Yuan will be squeezed out of the international reserve system.

London.

Churchill remained silent.

"Dragon Coins...how many did we buy?"

The Chancellor of the Exchequer said in a low voice, "Prime Minister, we have exchanged fifty million Dragon Coins, but that is far from enough."

If the Dragon coin continues to appreciate, the Eagle pound will face unprecedented pressure.

Paris.

De Gaulle looked at the report in his hand: "China's economic strength has surpassed ours."

We must make a choice: embrace Dragon Coin, or be abandoned by the global financial system.

Shanghai Bund.

A train slowly pulled into the station, the doors opened, and thousands of engineers and technicians disembarked with their luggage.

There were blond, blue-eyed Westerners, dark-skinned Africans, South Asians in traditional clothing, and of course, Chinese people.

They speak different languages, but share the same goal: to contribute to the building of a new China.

Brigade Commander Chen stood beside Lin Tian, ​​watching the people disembarking, and said with admiration, "Commander, where did you get so many talented people?"

Lin Tian glanced back at him: "The foreigners dug it up outside, and the Chinese people redeemed it in the system. It cost some points, but it was worth it."

Commander Chen said in a deep voice, "Welcome to China. You will display your talents here and witness a great era."

A French engineer, gazing at the brightly lit city outside the station, remarked to his companion:

"Everything here is changing, unlike in Europe, which is still struggling in the ruins of the war."

In the following months, a construction boom swept across the country.

In factories in Northeast China, Soviet experts, carrying blueprints, moved between machines to guide production; in mines in North China, German engineers set up state-of-the-art drilling equipment.

In a southern port, Dutch experts are directing workers to build a modern dock.

The issuance of the Dragon Coin and the influx of high-tech talent have not only injected strong momentum into China's development, but also made the world re-examine this ancient yet emerging great power.

The rise of a great power.

The dragon has awakened.

...

Four Nine Cities.

When Lin Tian first stepped into this city after arriving in this world, the air was filled with the smell of coal smoke and dust.

To his surprise, there was actually a Lou's steel rolling mill here, which was quite interesting.

Lou's Steel Rolling Mill was located in the east of the city, with its towering chimneys and rusty iron gates tightly shut.

The soldiers rushed up, broke down the door, and the factory instantly erupted into chaos.

The machines stopped, and the workers put down their work and crowded together at the workshop entrance, all of them pale-faced.

Meanwhile, chaos erupted in Nanluoguxiang.

The soldiers searched house to house.

A few onlookers were squatting under the old locust tree at the alley entrance, but when they saw the approaching people, they shrank back faster than rabbits.

Inside the police station.

Lou Bancheng knelt at the front, his hair disheveled and his long robe covered in dust. Beside him were more than a dozen concubines who were crying uncontrollably.

The deaf old woman, who had been cursing and swearing the whole way, was now quiet.

With his hands tied behind his back, Yi Zhonghai pursed his lips, trying his best to hide the panic in his eyes.

Old Jia was trembling all over, and his trouser legs were soaked.

Xu Fugui lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned white.

Jia Zhangshi shrank back, her sobs muffled.

Lin Tian sat on a high platform in a grand chair, toying with a dagger in his hand, the blade flickering in the firelight.

Lou Bancheng.

Lou Bancheng raised his head: "Chief...Chief, I, Lou, have always run an honest business. I don't know where I've offended you..."

"Be honest and conscientious?"

Lin Tian smiled.

"Your good daughter and son-in-law are not that virtuous."

Lou Bancheng, bewildered, asked, "A good daughter? A good son-in-law? I don't even have a daughter..."

You'll find out.

Lin Tian turned to the deaf old woman, "Long Xiaohua, I heard your son went to Africa with the principal?"

The deaf old woman trembled: "I...I didn't...that's all a lie."

Lin Tian then looked at Yi Zhonghai: "You're not married yet, but you know what you're thinking about."

You will kill my family in the future, and you will seize my family's inheritance. I want to kill you.

Therefore, you deserve to die, and you must die.

Yi Zhonghai looked terrified: "I...I didn't. You're slandering me. How could I not know about the future?"

Lin Tian turned to Lao Jia: "You are an honest and simple apprentice now, but in the future your son Jia Dongxu will beat a kid named Lin Tian to death."

Old Jia almost collapsed to the ground, his body sliding uncontrollably downwards: "I...I don't know any Lin Tian, ​​I don't even have a wife..."

"We don't know each other now, but we will in the future."

Xu Fugui suddenly raised his head: "Sir, I'm just a driver, I haven't done anything else."

"Your son will harm me in the future."