"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 peephole, 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, it’s just that a senior wanted to prepare a surprise for him...

Yeah! 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 cafe 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 a matter of flying." 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 have lost all my money.

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

Now all my money has been invested in the movie, and besides, my little money probably won’t make much 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 them 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!

Alas! I have no choice.

Seeing Yifei frowning and sighing these past few days, after much thought, 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 mobilize 200 million yuan to invest in a movie with just a simple understatement, 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 if I have a chance, but don't have too much hope. After all, he's not omnipotent..."

"Really? That's 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'm 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 didn't 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 materials...

…

"Oh! Why does everyone seem so busy as soon as we come back..."

Xiaoyu looked at the wall clock and saw that it was almost 9pm, but Yan Weiwei and Lin Haitang still hadn't come back.

Is the world of adults always so busy?

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

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

"well!"

Sighing, she stood up and took out another senior reading book from her small schoolbag.

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 schoolbag...

"Huh? This is..."

Xiao Yu picked it up and took a look, but it was the "Overclocking Scripture 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...
To be continued...