Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Meng Lang knew at a glance that the little girl was thinking about it again, so he stretched out his hand and tapped her head lightly: "Okay, don't think about what's there, the reason why I say this is because I think a friend's life is more important than a skill. That's all."

"Oh."

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Still blushing.

Well, never mind, the descriptions got darker and darker, Meng Lang simply started to chase people away: "Okay, you just finished washing the tendons and cutting the marrow for the first time, didn't you feel the impurities coming out of your body, and your body stinks? Hurry up and wash. "

Zhuge Dali only reacted when he heard the words, wrinkled his little nose and sniffed lightly, then yelled "Ah", rushed out of the door and rushed to 3601

Seeing this, Meng Lang hurriedly chased him out

The little girl had just succeeded in refining Qi and couldn't control her own strength, so she had to chase after her and snatch the door back.

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Chapter 29 Don’t be afraid if you don’t know how to repair doors, just jump around and find a way

Sister Dali went to wash the incense, and Meng hugged the door of her room and fell into deep thought.

The groundhog brother didn't know where he went, nor did Zhang Wei and Curry Sauce. Meng Lang just moved here and didn't know where the nails and screws that could be used to repair the door were kept. Not good at detecting the location of non-living things.

At the same time, he didn't want to use gold to inlay the door and live in the same apartment as Zhang Wei, which would be too irresponsible for his own door.

Even though he knew that Zhang Wei would never take it, but being drooled at his door by that bastard every day, Meng said that he couldn't accept it.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the interesting scene he had perceived when he met Zhao Haitang before, and he turned his mouth slightly up and ran downstairs.

"Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong!"

"Who is it?" A black-faced man in a yellow tights COS Bruce Lee opened the door.

Meng Lang smiled politely: "Hi, I'm a new resident living in 3602 above yours. My name is Meng Lang. I came here today to borrow a toolbox and say hello to my neighbors. What's the name of this handsome guy?"

Bruce Lee Coser frowned slightly when he heard the word "you", and then quickly disappeared.

He smiled and replied: "New neighbor? Hello, hello, just call me Xiao Hei. I know the people upstairs very well. I have the toolbox here. I'll get it for you later."

Immediately closed the door.

Two minutes later, Xiao Hei's door opened again, and a hand holding a toolbox was handed out: "The things are here, you can take them, it will be fine no matter how late you are."

"Then thank you, Xiao Hei, I'll treat you to dinner another day." Meng Lang left a meaningful smile and turned to go upstairs. Coser Xiao Hei looked at his back thoughtfully.

With the toolbox, Meng Lang found sadly that he did not have the skills to repair the door.

Fortunately, Meng Lang, who has the ability to repeatedly jump horizontally, is very flexible. He forcibly inlaid the door with placer gold and then plated a layer of iron on the outside of the gold.

This way I won't be afraid that Zhang Wei will miss my door, I'm such a genius!

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Full of a sense of accomplishment, Meng Lang realized that it was almost lunch time, so he decided to go to the next door to have a look.

When he came to 3601, Meng Lang found that everyone, including Zhao Haitang, was gathered together and didn't know what they were talking about.

"It's so lively, what are you doing?" Meng Lang walked over slowly and asked, pacing.

"Zhao Haitang heard that he has caused so much pain to Dali, and wants to make amends, we are giving him advice."

Uh, it really is an iPartment, gossip like this.

Meng Lang dared to use the non-existent pimples on his face to guarantee that the advice given to Zhao Haitang by these people must be useless.

Listen, the curry sauce is a little more reliable when it comes to free food.

Zhang Wei said that it is very spiritual to pay for mental damage. Would a girl like Dali like money?

Chen Meijia and Lu Ziqiao were obsessed with writing resumes and couldn't help themselves and didn't speak.

The most interesting thing is that Hu Yifei actually urged Zhao Haitang to send a vigorous decoration design drawing, and the room type was still an excavator.

Do you think it's a coincidence?A few days ago, Hu Yifei happened to buy a house of this type in a brainstorm.

A certain Meng was able to put his hand on his forehead while listening.

The sad thing is that Zhao Haitang, a bastard, actually took a small notebook and wrote down everyone's suggestions one by one, which is even more outrageous.

Meng Lang couldn't help shaking his head, and said bluntly, "Actually, I think Dali's most hopeful apology is that you disappear from her eyes forever. After all, you are really annoying."

Just as Meng Lang finished speaking, another beautiful female voice came to everyone's ears: "That's right, Meng Lang is right. If you harass me again in the future, I will call the police."

Zhuge Dali, who took twice as long to take a shower as usual, had already changed his clothes, and was wiping his hair with a towel while making up his knife.

Poor Zhao Haitang covered his heart, feeling that he had been violently attacked again.

Just when the atmosphere in the venue was about to fall into embarrassment, Meng Lang unexpectedly opened his mouth to rescue Zhao Haitang:

"Okay, Zhao Haitang, stop making trouble. I heard Dali said that you are the heir of Zhao's heavy industry. For the sake of your surname, I advise Dali to forgive you this time. As long as you don't mess around again, Dali You will not be held accountable for your previous actions."

Hu Yifei couldn't help being surprised when she heard the words: "It's strange, Meng Lang, aren't you a high-level executive of the company? Are you still using it to save face for Zhao's heavy industry? I know Zhao Haitang and his family. They are rich if they are rich, but you shouldn't be able to scare you, right? "

Meng Lang smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you are scared or not, it's purely because I admire the character of his Zhao family ancestor."

Hearing what he said, Hu Yifei was even more surprised, and turned to Brother Groundhog and asked, "Zhao Haitang, what did your ancestors do? Let a leader as big as him be able to say a word of admiration?"

Zhao Haitang shook his head blankly: "I don't know, my father didn't tell me?"

So everyone focused their attention on Meng Lang, waiting eagerly for him to clarify everyone's doubts.

"Zhao's heavy industry is actually very famous in the company, but for the sake of protection, what the ancestors of the Zhao family did at the beginning must be kept secret internally and cannot be announced. I only heard it from my grandfather when I was young."

"It can be roughly summed up in sixteen words." As he spoke, Meng Lang looked out the window and said in a low voice, "Fight against foreign humiliation, lose family wealth, and those who are greedy will serve the country and the people."

Quiet, the room was silent, everyone seemed to be savoring the meaning of these sixteen characters carefully, and when they looked at Zhao Haitang, their eyes were no longer teasing as before.

Zhao Haitang himself was stunned on the spot, his eyes and pupils were dilated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Meng Lang saw that the atmosphere in the room seemed to be too heavy, so he patted Zhao Haitang with a smile: "What are you doing in a daze, I want to go home and ask your father if I want to know!"

Then he looked around at the crowd and broke the silence and said, "Everyone, do you have any arrangements for lunch?"

In fact, what Meng Lang meant by this sentence was to ask who would like to cook or order takeaway, but as soon as he said the words, everyone was looking at him eagerly, which made Meng Lang feel a little bald.

Well, he doesn't dislike cooking, but it's always a bit unlucky to really cook when he thinks that he just got the inheritance of the will of the pot.