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Chapter 475 Old Photos

 "Meet"

【Sometimes, meeting someone by chance changes our lives.

But you said that in the vast sea of ​​people, our meeting was an inevitable arrangement.

Thinking of that old photo, I inexplicably began to believe in that mysterious destiny...]

"It's actually a ghostwriter..."

Looking at the signature on the new book, Meng Lang said he was not surprised that it was a fake.

I have been writing my life plan for so long, but I have no plan to "ghostwrite" it...

Could it be that we encountered another "unplanned" incident that failed halfway?

Meng Lang felt a little uneasy and could only continue to look down.

【2018 is a turning point in the fate of Xiaoyu and me.

It was also the year when the world started to get a little weird.

Very self-disciplined AI, L4 level autonomous driving, decentralized identity (DID) brought by Web3.0 technology, and a more efficient social resource management system and knowledge sharing system...

Transportation, office, entertainment, management, education, law... each of Baiyeji's products has quietly affected every corner of the world at all levels.

At that time, not many people realized the profound changes they would bring to society.

Until they change the world little by little...

I don’t know when, even Evergreen Biotech is making a splash in the fields of biochips, AI treatments, brain-computer interfaces, and mechanical prosthetics.

The rapid rise of Gaoyuan Group shocked and surprised me.

Because I know that all of this is inseparable from you and the Union of All Things behind you...

This makes me feel that you are both familiar and strange at the same time.

The distance is obviously very close, but sometimes it feels very far away.

And you just pointed at the strange composite photos on the photo wall with a helpless smile.

He said that he cherishes the romantic universe, but also cherishes the daily life of the world...



On the day after the "First House of Discipline Academy" passed the judicial examination that year, we embarked on the journey to the capital.

I don't know why you are so persistent about this matter. I should have hoped that you would quit after meeting that person.

But I am vaguely afraid that things will develop like this...

However, as soon as we arrived in Beijing, a military vehicle with a Beijing A license plate suddenly stopped us. An old man who called himself Hu Weiguo very politely wanted to treat us to dinner.

Your expression changes from surprise, to confusion, to helplessness in the end.

As a native of Beijing, that night was the first time in my life that I went to eat at the famous Jingcheng Hotel...

At the dinner table, Mr. Hu said some strange things.

What about "resistance from all parties", "the greatest support", "development potential", "sincere cooperation", "vigorous promotion"... and so on.

At first, you resisted, but later, as if you had figured something out, you looked relieved.

I just remember that at the end of the dinner, you gave the other party a USB flash drive...



After this little episode, we followed the scheduled itinerary and arrived at that person's residence.

And he still smelled of alcohol...

"Uncle, I heard that you are good at wine. Here are two bottles of Maotai I brought you."

"Hiccup! The person Haitang brought actually brought me wine. She doesn't like seeing me drink the most. You are a good boy!"

"That's because she doesn't understand her uncle's difficulties, but I understand them all."

"Uh...understand what?"

"I understand why you like wine, and the books in your study..."

"Book?"

"Yes, like you, uncle, I believe that reading is a barrier against suffering, and it is also a good medicine to cure everything!

In my heart, I have long regarded you as a senior and a guide."

"Are you sure you're not mocking me?"

"How could it be? I have nothing but admiration for "comrades" who like to read, and I am even more grateful to uncle for your willingness to entrust Sister Haitang to me..."

"Who is a 'fellow nerd' like you, a nerd?

Also, when did I say that I was willing to entrust Begonia to you?

Just these two bottles of wine, you want to take a money tree from me? Don't think I don't know, this girl is doing quite well now.

Judging from the way you read with your mouth open and closed, you don't look like a rich man. Let me tell you, for my daughter's condition, the bride price is one million!

Not a penny less!”

"..."

"What? You don't have any money? Why do you come to see your parents if you don't have money?

You sent me away with just two bottles of wine without bringing anything? I’m telling you there’s no way!”

"...Uncle, I understand your difficulties. You must not want to drag down Haitang and the others.

But haven’t I already arrived today?

We are all facing the same difficulties, but as long as we work together, I believe we can find a solution!"

"Do you still know that you will drag down Haitang and the others?

You are having the same difficulties as me, how can you still ask for marriage on your face?

Haitang, where did you find such a poor boy? With your conditions, why can't you find him?

You must not wrong yourself!

Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Xiaoyu and the debt on me, right?

I just hope that you two can marry into a good family and make a comeback! Hiccup~"

"..."

"Sorry uncle, it seems I misunderstood and disturbed..."

Apart from some strange conversations, this meeting was obviously not very pleasant.

It feels to me like the two of them are not on the same channel at all?

And his face, as expected, revealed a look of disappointment that was difficult to conceal.

I don’t know why, but I feel some inexplicable pain in my heart...

"Ha! You've seen this guy before, and now you regret it, right?

Marriage is not a matter between two people, but a matter between two families, and I was born without this condition."

You looked at me and didn't say anything, just asked.

"How much does he still owe?"

"The interest is compounded, more than 10 million. The father's debt must be paid by the son. Anyway, I have no hope of repaying it in this life. I just don't drag Xiaoyu down."

"Don't worry, the bride price will satisfy him!"

"..."

"Don't be stunned, let's go! Go to the next stop!"

"What...what's the next stop?" I was still a little dazed.

"Of course I'm going to see your mother! You can't just meet your parents half way, right?"

"You... still want to see my mother?"

"Of course! Maybe my thinking was wrong from the beginning. That is a possibility after all..."

"possibility?"

"Ahem! Just think of it as a possibility of getting official blessing..."]

Meng Lang couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw this in the book.

Although it is ghostwritten, at least the results of the planned plan are roughly explained clearly.

The attitude of this prospective father-in-law...

Not that bad!

What I thought should be a century-long dialogue of sympathy and sympathy related to the fate of the world.

However, what he got was just a marriage deal full of stinking gold?

This does not look like a silently dedicated senior, he is clearly a complete scumbag!

camouflage?

There is no reason for him to come to the door. He has already talked about this. Even the Riddler should tell the answer to the riddle, right?

If the other party was really his senior, he couldn't think of any reason to continue pretending.

Was my thinking wrong from the beginning?

The Lin Haitang sisters became his neighbors, including a series of entanglements later, as well as their special talents... were they all just coincidences?

Compared with this unexpected situation, Mr. Hu who suddenly appeared was not that worrying.

With my mind full of doubts, I continued to look down...

[My mother was naturally very surprised that I suddenly brought someone home.

"Xiao Meng, among so many suitors, you are not the best, but you are the only successful one. How did you and Haitang meet?"

"Haha! That's a long story..."

You don't seem to pay attention to your mother's questions, and you always answer them.

My mind was in a mess, and I really couldn't stand the awkward and overly harmonious atmosphere in the living room, so I took the initiative to go to the kitchen to cook.

However, when I came out again, my mother looked satisfied, but the way you looked at me became a little strange.

"What did you just talk about?" I asked while my mother was washing the dishes.

"Well...it's nothing, just some things from your childhood..."

"When I was a child? I rarely heard my mother mention it. Even I can't remember it."

"Can't you remember... Then do you still remember how your father became rich overnight when you were a child?"

"Well... I was still young at that time, so I don't have much memory. My mother said it should have been around 2000. It seems that the PHS business was started at that time."

"Mobile phone communications... is indeed an industry with huge potential for future development.

The current enterprise with the largest market value is not just a fruit. If it is done well, it will be as rich as the country..."

"Yes, I made a lot of money in the beginning, but everything will be eliminated by the times."

"That may mean that your father no longer had the ability to keep pace with the times..."

"He was never a visionary entrepreneur. In my opinion, it was more about luck at that time."

"Yes, his luck is indeed very good..."

"We are talking about him, why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?"

"Ahem! It's nothing, maybe I'm overthinking..."

"Okay, now that I've seen people, can I go back?"

"Go back? Well... I plan to stay in the capital for two more days. After all... I haven't even gotten my household registration yet..."

"Household registration book?" I was stunned for a moment. After I came to my senses, I pushed him out of the room dumbfounded.

That night, not knowing how to face him, I didn't go back to the hotel and chose to stay at home.

Living in the same room I lived in as a child made me feel a little confused.

Recalling the scenes after the two met, sometimes I frowned, sometimes giggled, and on a whim I picked up the long-ago photo album at home.

Sure enough, I found the exact same old photo inside...

I turned over the photo and looked at the crooked word "meet" on the back, and I was stunned.

For a moment, I had to believe in this wonderful fate.

Perhaps as you said, our meeting is an inevitable arrangement...



Two days later, you appeared in front of me with my household registration book...

"Hehe! My father-in-law agreed to our matter, how about it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

I stared at the household registration book for a few seconds and vaguely guessed something.

"Well! Let's go then." I said calmly.

"Uh...where are you going?" You were stunned.

"Civil Affairs Bureau, otherwise you have spent so much gift money, don't you feel that you are at a loss?"

"What? Although...although I also want to go...oh no, I didn't expect you to agree so quickly...It's not, I mean, I didn't mean that.

Don't get me wrong, this is help between friends, and there is absolutely no intention of repaying a favor.

This is not a gift money, you can just pay it back to me slowly in the future..."

When I looked at him, maybe I was used to the gentleness of mass production, so I was particularly attracted to the clumsy sincerity...

"Do you regret it?"

You stayed there for a long time, and finally seemed to realize that I wasn't kidding.

"Of course I don't regret it, it's just a bit unexpected. Can you tell me why?"

Hmm... maybe I just met you in the vast sea of ​​​​people, and then... I am not willing to return you to the vast sea of ​​​​people...

You always say that each of us is a book.

I feel that a book must be an ice pick that can split open the frozen ocean in our souls...



Many years later, I still remember my little heart that kept beating when I was led into the Civil Affairs Bureau by the hand.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I'm just a little nervous, a bit like I'm dreaming. Are you not nervous at all?"

"It's not like I'm nervous. After all, it's not the first time."

"Um?"

"Ahem! I mean, I've imagined it in my mind more than once!"

"What else have you imagined?"

"A lot of love and hatred, life and death..."

"I didn't realize that you usually have such a rich imagination? Are you tired..."

"In most cases, we are forced to make a living and find love. Why do you think we are so greedy?"

"us?"

"Of course, you don't think that our arrival today is just a one-sided accident, right?"

You smiled and shook our clasped hands.

Yes, it takes a moment to reach out, but it takes many years to hold hands.

No matter who you meet, he is the person who should appear in your life, and it is no accident...

"You really don't regret it?" After filling out the information, you reconfirmed it to me a little worried about gains and losses.

I turned my head pretending to be relaxed, "It doesn't matter if you regret it. Breaking up is the norm in the world, and we are not exceptions..."

When the steel seal was sealed, I also thought about whether I would regret the decision I made impulsively in the future.

Keren is such a creature.

You have to make sure that you are an exception before you will be willing to...]

"Ah this..."

He couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that the plot would develop like this.

Although there are so many brothers, there have been successful cases, but in terms of efficiency, this one is definitely unmatched!

I just went to meet my parents, why did I still get the certificate?

Is the pace too fast?

Lin Haitang too, what the hell? The long-distance marathon we promised to run suddenly ended up taking a shortcut to the south?

What is the reason for such a major change in the plot?

Is it this trip to the capital, or...

That so-called "old photo"?!

Meng Lang read it from the beginning again and confirmed again. A certain old photo that was of great concern was mentioned again and again!

It was this photo that penetrated Barrister Lin's heart in the dead of night and made him accept his fate.

Women are indeed emotional creatures.

I have tried so hard to make chicken soup, but in the end it can’t compare to the word “meet”?

But... what kind of old photo is it?

That's what you said!



Meng family.

Yang Hui was cleaning the room while humming a tune.

On the windowsill, an old photo album was blown by the strong wind outside the window, and several pages were opened.

The sun is shining from the window, and the boy and girl are in the same frame.

It's like the most wonderful encounter in the world...


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