The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 344 What kind of baggage?

Seeing Meng Lang's ghostly expression, Duan Dashu smiled sweetly.

"Is it difficult to guess? Judging from your appearance just now, you and Lawyer Lin are obviously making progress.

But according to your personality, there has not been any official announcement of Moments yet, which is already telling.

You haven't confirmed the relationship yet? "

"Uh..." Meng Lang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, being predicted by the other party...

"As for the landlord..."

Duan Xian touched his chin and glanced at Meng Lang.

"When I went to record the song, I could tell that something was not right about her look and attitude towards you. At that time, I thought I was overthinking it.

But after visiting your place today, I know there must be something fishy between you two! "

"How...how can you tell?"

"Let me ask you, how much is your monthly rent here?"

"Three thousand."

"Three..." Duan Xian choked.

"This location, this decoration, for 6,000, see if anyone can rent it to you!"

"You're talking about this. I helped someone a little bit before, and they gave me half the rent..."

"Haha! Okay, let's not mention this first. Look at this sofa. Hmm! It's brand new... Do you know what brand it is?"

"what brand?"

"Itali Karada, this set is worth at least 200,000!"

"Well……"

"And this dining table, natural, and this TV cabinet, QM... Do you know that if a piece of brand-new furniture is worn out, you won't be able to get back the rent for two or three years?"

"How do you know so clearly?"

"Have you forgotten what I was doing before I changed my job? As soon as I entered the house, I found that your rental house is completely top-notch..."

"Uh... okay, but that's nothing, right?

People are not short of money at all, and there may not be much difference between furniture worth several thousand and hundreds of thousands in their eyes.

I heard she said these were the last tenants who left shortly after moving in because of something urgent, so they kept them at a discount..."

Meng Lang's voice was a little unsure.

"Haha! Only a straight man like you can believe this! If someone doesn't like you, and it's not a close relationship, how can he take care of you like this?

Okay, even if I misunderstood, it was you who opened the door just now, right? The access control is useless!

Do you know what signal does it mean when a single woman is willing to rent the house across from her to a single man and is willing to open the door to him? "

"Uh...what does it mean?"

"It means she is not wary of you!

And when a woman lets down her guard against a man, that’s when he subconsciously thinks he can accept you..."

rash:"……"

"With so much evidence, one is a coincidence, two are coincidences, but what about three?

Is it difficult to guess the complicated relationship between you? "

rash:"……"

"Duan Laoshi, you're a celebrity and you're underestimating your talent..."

If this was on "If You Are the One", it probably wouldn't be a problem for me, Meng Fei, Lao Shi...

"Praise, praise, but you, a straight man like you, can actually see the subtleties in it. This is a bit beyond my expectation."

hehe! There is nothing to be proud of. After all, it was the collective efforts of the brothers, and it took them five, six, seven or eighty years to slowly figure out the flavor...

"But I have to remind you, although it seems like your luck, but judging from your personalities and relationships, if you don't handle it well... I'm afraid it will turn into a catastrophe!

Especially for an extremely sensitive person like Lawyer Lin, if you make her unable to feel safe... 99% of the time she will choose to escape. "

Damn it! What is an expert? This is what an expert is!

"So, didn't I ask you to give me some advice? Duan Laoshi taught me!"

Meng Lang handed over a box of Jinwu duck necks with both hands.

Duan Xian accepted it with a smile.

"Do you want to choose Lawyer Lin?"

"Of course, I'm very dedicated, okay!"

"Did you hesitate for a second just now?"

"Is there any? Impossible!"

Duan Xian stared at his best friend with a scrutinizing gaze, and Meng Lang looked at him with an upright expression...

He smiled and patted his best friend on the shoulder.

"No outsider can help you with this kind of thing, the only one who can help you is yourself."

Meng Lang was speechless.

"Can you give me some more constructive advice?"

"Well... Constructive opinions are just one sentence. Don't talk about feelings like this with baggage."

"What's the meaning?"

"No matter who it is, if there are too many concerns in the relationship, whether it is reality, family, love, friendship... then it will be difficult for her to accept a relationship smoothly.

Do you know why many men and women in love break up as soon as they talk about marriage?

Because the two people, who were in a lively relationship at the beginning, suddenly realize that if they want to continue their relationship, they not only need a betrothal gift, a wedding room, a good match, the consent of both parents, but also need to consider how many children they will have..."

Duan Xian pointed to the pile of luggage in the living room.

“Love is desperate, it’s a journey that can just go.

You have to leave everything behind, that’s called traveling, you have to take everything with you, that’s called moving…”

Meng Langruo had some realization.

Hmm...put down your baggage and risk everything?

Does Lin Haitang have any baggage?

That's too much.

Does Yan Weiwei have any baggage? Apparently there are.

What about yourself?

It seems that the one who should be free of baggage is myself, but I can’t bear to go through too much life...

What's my brother's is mine, and what's mine is still mine.

According to this accumulation method, my burden is basically an increasing sequence...

My emotional line is so twists and turns, doesn’t it mean that I have too much baggage?

But throwing away the baggage regardless of everything is easy to say, but easier said than done?

He couldn't help but turn his eyes to Duan Xiaoxian again.

"Duan Laoshi, you have been in love so many times, don't you just carry a little baggage and travel lightly?"

So...the solution is to learn from the scumbag and take every relationship seriously?

"Yes, why not? It used to be okay, but recently the burden has become so big that I can't communicate with the ladies normally..."

Duan Laoshi shook his head unexpectedly, with a sigh on his face.

Meng Lang wondered, "What kind of baggage?"

"Idol baggage."

rash:"……"

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"You Versailles, get out of here! Take your neck and your baggage with you!"

"Don't worry, I will leave Sioux City tomorrow to report to the crew. I also want to have dinner and have a few drinks with you!"

"Whatever you want to drink! You are famous now. If I am in the same frame as you, wouldn't I be targeted by your black fans? Every minute I stay, I will be in danger.

From now on, keep silent if you have nothing to do, and contact us one-way if you have any questions! "

"Hey, hey! As promised, are we going to share the trouble?"

"I threw it away like a burden!"

"Well……"

"boom!"

After staring at the closed door for a while, Duan Xian became depressed.

"Why do I feel like I'm being beaten to death..."

"Ding!" At this moment, the elevator door suddenly opened, and a sanitation aunt came out. Duan Xian was so frightened that he quickly put on his sunglasses...

…

behind the door.

Seeing Duan Xian leave in the cat's eyes, Meng Lang walked back to the sofa that was said to cost more than 200,000 yuan and sat down again.

Looking at the bank card quietly placed on the coffee table... I complained in my heart.

Say I forgot your birthday?

Really, I thought everyone was like you...

He took out his mobile phone, opened the contacts and found Duan Xiaoyi.

"Hey! Xiaoyi, haha! It's okay, I just wanted to ask, when is your brother's birthday?

oh! It’s nothing, there’s just a senior who wants to prepare a surprise for him…

Uh-huh! Got it, by the way, this matter has to be kept a secret from your brother...you know, it's a surprise..."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I am different from you...

He's an acting guy...

…

the other side.

In a coffee shop in Sioux City.

"Ding dong~Hello! Welcome!"

"Sister Weiwei, here!"

Da Lang, who was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, immediately saw Yan Weiwei who had just entered the door, and immediately smiled and waved to her.

After Yan Weiwei sat down, ordered a cup of coffee, and then looked at Da Lang.

"What's going on? Can't we talk on the phone?"

"Alas! It's not just Yifei." Da Lang put away his smile and couldn't help but sigh.

"Junior brother? What's wrong with him?"

"Didn't Mr. Meng tell you?"

"Meng Lang? What did you say?"

So Da Lang told Yan Weiwei what had happened recently.

"Alas! Now that investment cannot be recovered, Yifei's company's capital chain is quite tight.

He has basically been away from home these days, either looking for funds everywhere, or working day and night in the company to develop new products, and he has lost a lot of weight..."

"What? Mr. Bao's investment really failed?" Yan Weiwei looked surprised.

That guy actually got it right...

Fortunately, I didn't follow the investment, otherwise I would probably end up losing all my money.

"But what's the point of asking me about this?

Now all my money has been invested in the movie. Besides, with the little money I have, I guess it won’t make a big difference, right? "

"I don't want you to pay for help. I want you to talk to Mr. Meng and ask him to help if necessary."

"He? He can..."

I originally wanted to know how he, a sales consultant, could help.

But when the words came to his lips, he took them back.

Speaking of which, that guy is really like a jingle cat who responds to requests.

Whether it's racing or mountain climbing, you basically ask him for help. No matter how bizarre the process is, he does it in the end...

"Why do you want him to help? After all, he is not a rich man..."

"Rich people? Yifei knows a lot of rich people, but who can help now?

In the last phone call, I vaguely heard that Mr. Meng seemed to have a way to help him, but he didn't say it clearly at the time. Yifei was a face-saving person...

Although Mr. Meng is low-key, we can also see that he must be a hidden master!

well! There is nothing I can do.

Seeing Yifei frowning and sighing these past few days, I thought about it, and I can only come and ask you for help. "

"It's no use asking me for help. Don't look at how polite that guy is to everyone. Every time I ask him for help, he always refuses..."

"But he helped in the end, didn't he?"

"Well……"

This is true, that guy is still very loyal to his friends...

Moreover, since last time the other party was able to leverage 200 million in funds to invest in a movie with just a few words, maybe this guy can really help Hu Yifei...

"Sister Weiwei, I don't have any other extravagant hopes. I just want Mr. Meng to look out for you and help him as much as possible when necessary, okay?"

Looking at Da Lang's pitiful pleading eyes, Yan Weiwei finally softened her heart and sighed.

"Okay, I'll go and ask when I get the chance, but don't have too much hope. After all, he's not omnipotent..."

"Really? Great! I knew Sister Weiwei wouldn't leave her alone!"

Yan Weiwei looked helpless, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

The slightly bitter taste filled the mouth.

Obviously after that night, I didn’t want to owe that guy any more favors...

When I think that at this time, several people in the family are probably having dinner happily, I feel even more bitter...

"Waiter, Checkout!"

"Sister Weiwei, are you going back? I'll see you off!"

"Who said I was going back? Come on, go shopping with me!"

"Ah? But don't you usually like shopping?"

"Why are there so many? I don't want to go home so early today!"

"Well……"

However, what Yan Weiwei did not expect was that Lawyer Lin, who she imagined was having fun with someone at home, was still in the office of Zhongtian Law Firm, buried in a pile of files and information...

…

"Oh! Why is everyone so busy when we come back..."

Xiaoyu looked at the wall clock. It was almost 9pm, but Yan Weiwei and Lin Haitang still didn't come back.

Is the adult world always so busy?

Why am I the only one who can only do these boring elementary school questions without being able to help with anything...

Xiaoyu was bored and flipping through the small study question set, which in her eyes was not much more difficult than 1+1, with a little unwillingness on her face.

"well!"

Sighing, she stood up and pulled out another senior reading book from her small school bag.

If I choose to skip a grade, it seems that I can graduate earlier...

"Pah~" A piece of information printed on A4 paper suddenly fell out of the small school bag...

"Huh? This is..."

Xiao Yu picked it up and saw that it was the "Overclocking Manual 1.0" that Meng Lang had given them on the train...

"Looking at how Sister Weiwei regards it as a treasure, this book written by uncle... seems to be really powerful?"

Xiaoyu's heart moved.

If I could learn how to do it, I wouldn't be as powerful as Sister Weiwei, but even half as powerful as Sister Weiwei. Wouldn't I be able to protect my sister well?

What's wrong with being young?

Sister Weiwei said that to practice martial arts... you have to start laying the foundation from an early age...

Xiaoyu picked up the "Overclocking Scripture 1.0" and started reading it with relish...

…

Around ten o'clock in the evening.

Lin Haitang finally returned to the community.

She looked at the time and then pressed the elevator button.

By this time, I think Weiwei should have come back...

"Eh? Haitang?"

Lin Haitang turned around in surprise and saw Yan Weiwei walking into the elevator room with large and small shopping bags in her hands.

The two stared at each other for a while.

"Weiwei, why did you come back so late?"