Chapter 7: All Ill-Gotten Wealth Is Confiscated:

After entering the restroom, even though it smelled a bit, Song Jinxi felt like she was bubbling with happiness. Because this restroom only had a single squat toilet, she could just close the door and be done with it.

Of course, Song Jinxi didn’t really come here to use the toilet, so she directly shut the door and entered her space. She took a sip of river water inside and immediately felt full of life and energy. Her body also returned to normal. She instantly teleported to the home of the steel factory director from her memory.

This director was the one who helped her scummy father take the job that originally belonged to the original host and handed it over to the stepmother’s organizer. So, this had to be her first stop.

Song Jinxi didn’t want to wait until it was too late—wasn’t being in the hospital the best alibi?

She sprinkled a dose of knockout powder into the courtyard, then tossed some more powder through the window. While rummaging through their supplies, Song Jinxi actually felt a little regret—if only she’d known there weren’t that many people in the house, she could’ve used less. What a waste!

If the space assistant could hear her, it would definitely question her:
“Hypocrite! The things in this pearl are endless and inexhaustible. With all that you have, and you’re still this stingy?”

Turns out, this director was actually quite wealthy! No wonder everyone in the house was chubby. With her mental powers activated, she collected every valuable item in the home. Since it was still July 1960, chaos hadn’t started yet, so many items were well-preserved.

Although Song Jinxi liked jewelry, she wasn’t someone who would just take things for no reason.
But if you offend me? Oh, then I will take everything. Absolutely no mercy.

She ended up taking 25 boxes, 20 crates of gold, 3 boxes of jewelry, 2 boxes of “Great Unity” currency, and over 1,600 yuan in cash. She also took a full set of the “Four Big Items” decorated with red flowers—probably prepared for a son’s wedding.

Then she moved on to her scummy father’s house. No one was home. Could he have gone to the hospital too? Seemed like he needed to act fast now.

She activated her mental powers—Whoa! Jackpot!

Looks like the scummy dad didn’t just keep mom’s dowry for himself, he’d been hoarding big time too!

There was a box of “Great Unity” notes, a box of jewelry, 6,000 yuan in cash, and various bank slips. Even the small change—342.3 yuan—was taken. But the biggest thing was a siheyuan (courtyard house) property!
Hold on—he’s rich, but the property wasn’t under his name?

She immediately teleported to the siheyuan. As she came around a corner, she caught a glimpse of her scummy dad Song Bai just leaving. She quickly teleported inside, activated her mental powers—and her eyes lit up.

Thirty boxes of gold, five boxes of Great Unity currency, seventeen boxes of jewelry, plus about 2,000 yuan in loose cash. Most importantly, there were two boxes of large-denomination banknotes and a bankbook with a balance of 100,000 yuan. The bankbook was also under someone else’s name.

All of it seemed intended for someone else. Now, she wasn’t worried about getting caught at the hospital—he’d locked the door anyway. But she had to withdraw the money from the bankbook before anything went wrong. If Song Bai came back, it’d be a mess to argue over it.

Before leaving, Song Jinxi did another mental sweep—just in case she missed anything. Sure enough, she found a small box buried under a tree in the courtyard, about a meter deep.

She tossed it into her space without checking—she still had things to do. She put on some makeup, grabbed the household registration papers she’d just found, and went to the bank. Thanks to her constant urging, she got everything done in just 15 minutes. During that time, she also checked the box of Great Unity notes—30,000 yuan in just one box!

Just like that, she became rich overnight! And the big-denomination bills and jewelry would only grow more valuable in the future! She also took the property deed for the siheyuan, planning to sell it before heading to the countryside.

There were two reasons to sell:
First, this wasn’t Beijing, so the value of a siheyuan wouldn’t appreciate much. She planned to buy one in Beijing later.
Second, since she’d already registered her name in the countryside, that couldn’t be changed anymore. She probably wouldn’t come back, so the house was useless.

Once everything was ready, she teleported back to the hospital—only to hear someone banging on the door from outside.

She thought:
Crap! It’s been too long, I overplayed it!

Quickly, she grabbed her waterproof makeup remover and scrubbed hard—no time to admire her own stunning face. She wiped her skin pale and did a weak-sick look. After that, she splashed water on her body, neck, hair, and forehead. Then she swallowed a pill and, not caring whether the floor was dirty or not, she collapsed right onto it!

Bang!

The door opened.