"Oh, oh, it's my fault. I forgot that most of Wudang Mountains are Quanzhen monks, and they must observe the alcohol prohibition."

Then he turned his head to look at Zhuge Dali, and said in a warm voice, "Dali, can I trouble you to exchange a cup of Long Island iced tea for the Taoist priest?"

"Well, okay." The little girl who had been gradually spoiled by Meng Lang curled up a smile, promised and was about to turn around to "make tea", but was stopped by Wang Ye's hand.

"Hey! Female benefactor, Miss Sister! Don't bother me. I took the liberty of paying a sudden visit today. I will drink this glass of fine wine!"

After all, he raised his hands and drank a large glass of draft beer with a constipated expression on his face.

Just kidding, is he really a three-year-old kid who doesn't understand anything?

With his drinking capacity, which he has never drank, it is unknown whether he can still remember who he is after drinking a glass of Long Island iced tea.

Wiping the wine stains on the corners of his mouth, chest, and pants, Wang, who drank half a glass and spilled half of it, also burped, stood up again and bowed to Meng Lang.

"Minister Meng, Wang really didn't intend to offend, and he didn't intend to hide about Fenghou's Qimen. It's really the master's order, so don't let it out."

Hearing this, Meng Lang plucked his ears in disdain, and said casually, "That means I blew up Wudang, so you can hand it in after you lose your teacher?"

Wang also heard this, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "Minister Meng is joking, we at Wudang Mountain have always obeyed the law."

Before Wang could finish speaking, Meng Lang interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Having kept the country's intangible heritage privately for decades is like reselling."

"As long as I think, I can criminally detain the principals of your Wudang Mountain according to the law. After the court judges, you Wudang will not only have to hand over your private possessions, but many people will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of five to ten years."

Just when Wang Ye's face changed a little, and he clenched his fists slightly to prepare for the attack, Meng Lang changed the subject, touched his chin and said in a relaxed tone:

"But today is Sunday, and I haven't gone to work yet, so I don't need to be a public official to chat with you. As Meng Lang and not Minister Meng, I can give you a chance."

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Chapter 56 Wang Ye: The family is poor, so farewell!

After hearing the word "opportunity", Wang Ye's expression changed from annoyance to flattery in an instant.

I saw him showing a standard Zhang Wei-style smiling face as if he had learned nothing from a teacher, and saluted again and asked:

"I don't know Meng Bu, no, what chance can Brother Meng Lang give Xiaodao?"

Meng Lang raised his hand to signal Wang Ye to be calm, then leaned back and put his hands on the back of the sofa, turned slightly to look at Zhuge Dali, and asked softly:

"Dali, how much did you spend last time?"

Seeing that there were outsiders present, the little girl thought for a while and replied vaguely:

"The funds you gave are abundant. Xiao Hei and I only spent about 15.00% of the first phase of research, and the subsequent estimated funds will not exceed [-]%. The rest are available funds."

Mr. Meng nodded when he heard the words, 80.00% five is enough, so he turned on the phone and started to operate.

Ten minutes later, Meng Lang forwarded the information of an office building near the apartment to Zhuge Dali, and at the same time urged:

"Remember the plan I sent you before? It's the plan to buy a house in Article [-]."

The little girl nodded and said, "Well, I remember. What do you mean?"

Meng Lang chuckled and said, "I already said hello yesterday, you can buy it in your name later, don't ask why, just buy it."

"I already found a relevant friend to arrange it yesterday, with a 30% premium, and now the transaction can be completed in the past [-] minutes."

"Time is running out, please ask your aunt to draft a contract, and we will go through the formalities now."

After all, Meng Lang stood up straight away, and said to Wang Ye with a pleasant face, "Brother Wang, the opportunity Meng said is there, let's come together?"

Wang also smiled freely: "Since Brother Meng has a taste for elegance, I will naturally accompany you."

"Then let's go." As he spoke, Meng Lang took the lead and walked towards the door, but halfway through, he suddenly stopped and took out his phone.

Seeing Meng Lang suddenly stop, Zhuge Dali looked slightly puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, Meng Lang?"

Meng Lang, who forgot to turn off the repeated jumping, flipped through his phone and replied without looking up:

"It's nothing, I just don't think you can fight unprepared. It's better to check some information before going out."

Wang also heard what Meng Lang said, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Then brother Meng is checking the real estate transfer procedures, or is he checking my Wudang Mountain kung fu?"

Someone Meng waved his hand, and said in a casual tone: "No, I'm checking the horoscope of Sagittarius today."

Zhuge Dali: o°ω°o

Wang Ye:''┻━┻

Therefore, repeated horizontal jumps are harmful!

...After waiting for more than a minute, the three finally walked out of 3602.

In the corridor, Meng Lang saw that Zhuge Dali was using his mobile phone to send messages to her mother, so he put his hand on the little girl's shoulder to prevent her from bumping into the wall without looking at the road.

Zhuge Dali, who was hugged suddenly, happened to see the message from his mother on the phone again: "Lili, does that Meng Lang want to buy you a building as a bride price?"

This made her face turn red, and she walked a little unnaturally...

Wang who was on the side didn't have time to care about what Meng Lang's secretary was thinking. At this moment, he put all his attention on trying to figure out what Meng Lang was thinking.

From the day he received the courier, he has been reciting words.

First, the internal scene divination failed. Not only did he get nothing, but he was seriously injured, and his life span was cut off for several years.

Afterwards, for the safety of his parents, relatives and teachers, he had no choice but to come to Shanghai alone.

Originally, he thought that since this company executive named Meng Lang already knew the truth but did not publicize it to the outside world, then he should have more good intentions than malice towards Wudang Mountain and himself.

But he never thought that from the first second he saw this man, the plot was completely out of Wang's expectation.

He felt as if he had stepped into a bottomless abyss unknowingly, where the future would lead to, even he who was proficient in odd spells could no longer see clearly

When they got downstairs, Meng Lang drove Zhuge Dali and Wang Ye to the office building not far from the apartment.

This office building is not very high, with only 12 floors, and it looks relatively new from the outside.

After parking the small broken Rolls Royce, Meng Lang yawned and said to the little girl with a tired face:

"Dali, please go through the formalities first, Brother Wang and I are chatting at the door."

"En." Zhuge Dali nodded lightly, tightened the small bag on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the office building.

After watching the little girl go away, someone Meng held a bottle of ice coke from the car refrigerator in his mouth, and said vaguely:

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