Meng Lang, who took a taxi home, looked at the time, took out his key and opened the study door.
As promised, study at 135 and lie down at 246, but you still can't escape the law of true fragrance.
In order to rehearse tonight's life, I can only overdraw tomorrow's Meng Lang in advance...
He now somewhat understands why once Pandora's box is opened, it is so difficult to close it again.
Just like smoking and alcoholism, how many people can quit the feeling of being in control even though they know it is a chronic suicide?
It's only strange that fate has laid the script of life naked in front of me...
Pulling out the fourth book on the third row of the bookshelf, Meng Lang looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar autobiography in front of him...
"White Night Walk".
The cover was pure white, with no additional information other than the usual headlines. Meng Lang had no intention of competing with him in a battle of wits.
So he opened the book directly.
[Just because something you once had is taken away does not mean that you will go back to the time when you didn’t have that thing.
At least... my life today should never be a dull copy of my life yesterday.
That afternoon, when I was planning to rewrite my life, three people sent me friend requests, just like three threads of fate were handed into my hands.
Juchang was more fully prepared. Although it suffered extreme pressure, it reduced its losses and laid the foundation for future cooperation between the two parties.
Hu Yifei didn't listen to the advice, and the investment failed in the end. He stepped on Mr. Bao's thunder. I heard that his Cretaceous Company was sold not long after to withdraw funds.
As for Mr. Liu, although he stepped back from the brink, he was still charged with rape, but with the addition of attempted rape. It is said that the woman was disheveled and had bleeding lips and bright red slap marks on her face...
As a result, Jingdong’s stock price plummeted as expected...]
"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"
As soon as Meng Lang saw this, the cell phone next to him rang several notification tones one after another.
Uh...it can't be so punctual, can it?
Pick up the phone and take a look.
Good guy, there are indeed three Fetion friend requests, and none of them are minor characters.
The mayor's son, the chrysanthemum factory executive, the Jingdong boss...
The immediacy of this information is second to none.
No need to guess, Meng Lang knew that Yan Weiwei must be the intermediary.
Meng Lang really couldn't blame her for her eagerness to get "business" for herself.
After all, the quality of these "customers" is indeed good...
As the "planners" of destiny, these customers who hold a large amount of resources may become the trump card in their hands at any time.
For example, last time in "Two Cities", the construction of the doomsday cruise ship "Loulan" received great help from two companies.
Meng Lang pinched his chin, thinking about how to deal with these three friend requests.
Judging from the subsequent development in the book, Juchang Yu’s purpose is obvious. He must have sensed something from that conversation. He was either preparing to thank me, or he was preparing to test me.
There's no harm in adding a friend to connect and build a relationship. After all, it's a "smooth move".
As for that Mr. Hu...
It is estimated that the behavior of the two big guys adding themselves as friends aroused each other's curiosity.
But it's just curiosity, probably just to mess with my friends.
This guy is so confident in his investment methods. Since he can't persuade him, he might as well not waste his words.
Not familiar with it anyway.
Usage value... I can't see much use value for the time being.
Meng Lang decisively positioned Hu Yifei as a "2".
As for the last Brother Dong...
I've already given such an obvious reminder, so how come it's so exciting that "the woman is disheveled, bleeding from the corners of her lips, and has bright red slap marks on her face"?
If everything has already happened, what's the use of adding friends now?
I'm not a lawyer!
Meng Lang, who was a little confused, immediately approved Brother Dong's friend application...
…
Across the ocean, Sudamine State.
In a high-end apartment, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. Brother Dong, who was only wearing a bath towel, looked at his phone with a tangled expression.
To be honest, tonight's events were somewhat beyond his control.
Maybe it's the effect of alcohol, maybe...
In short, when he woke up, things developed to this point.
[This peach blossom is not bright in the east but bright in the west. If you have to leave for the west in the near future, you have to pay careful attention.
As the saying goes, house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, but the roses on the roadside here have thorns...]
If it hadn't been for the fact that he had calmed down a little while taking a shower and suddenly remembered the words of that day in his mind for no apparent reason, he might have been unable to bear the urge to rush in now.
As a result, the more I took this bath, the more awake I became, and my blood finally started to flow upward.
People are like this sometimes. Even though you know that you are silent and have strange powers, you are still afraid of ghosts when you walk at night...
After all, this person’s fortune calculation is so accurate!
So on this night road... should I walk or not?
Brother Dong keeps swinging between sensibility and superstition.
Somehow, Brother Dong thought of the young man in the KTV that day...
"Ding!"
Seeing that the friend application was approved, Brother Dong looked happy, but the next moment he hesitated.
How could I explain this situation to a young man who I had just met once and didn't even know the details?
He is a public figure, so if this life advice gets spread...
After thinking about it, he still dialed a voice message.
Even if a voice call is recorded, the impact will be limited as long as the person cannot be identified.
Audio communication was quickly connected.
"Hello! Hello, Mr. Liu."
"Hello, Mr. Meng, you said last time that I was in danger of a disaster. Can you help me calculate what will happen if I can't survive this disaster?"
he asked directly.
The words are chosen carefully and try not to leave any information or clues for association.
"Well! There is no way for misfortunes or blessings, only people call it upon themselves."
Brother Dong: "..."
Hmm... there's an internal smell...
Brother Dong: "Is there any way to crack it?"
"There is no such thing as a free lunch."
"Uh... what if I pull back from the brink? Can this disaster be solved?"
"Huh? Is it possible that you still want to jump over the cliff without reining in your horse? Donor, there is no end to the sea of suffering!"
"Uh..." Brother Dong suddenly felt embarrassed.
If you really make up your mind to stop at the brink and don’t have any luck, how can you be so entangled like now...
"If it is an attempted crime, there is still a possibility of cracking it, so... where is your robbery now?"
Brother Dong saw that the other party seemed to understand everything even though they were far away from each other, and his words were full of meaning. He hesitated for a moment and then spoke.
"……bathroom."
"emm..."
Meng Lang combined the context and slowly figured out the flavor.
At present, the crime attempt has not been completed. The man is obviously a little timid, and the woman is in the bathroom. This is obviously a consensual relationship, but why did she take action in the end?
Meng Lang suddenly thought of a possibility.
"I see!"
"What's the meaning?"
"Mr. Liu, if you believe me, leave now, otherwise it will be too late!"
Seeing what Meng Lang said so firmly, Brother Dong recalled a series of abnormal developments tonight, and suddenly felt a little discouraged.
"Then...I have to say hello to someone before leaving, right?"
It would be ungentlemanly to leave without saying goodbye...
"Say hello? Are you sure?"
"Uh...what's the problem?"
What is the problem?
That’s a big problem!
A man and a woman alone live in the same room. According to the current legal tendency...
"Let me ask you, if someone comes out and you express your regrets, and the other person suddenly starts slapping you, pulling your hair, and then starts calling 911, do you still think it's okay?
Ha! How can there be no problem in forcing a woman to leave against her will?"