The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Eight ten in the morning.

After washing up, Meng Lang specially picked a long windbreaker with an inner pocket and put it on.

Carefully put "Mein Kampf" into a leather case, then put it into the inner pocket of the coat, button it up, fasten the belt, pat it, and then go out with peace of mind.

After much deliberation, Meng Lang still felt that it was safer to carry this thing with him.

It's a pity that after one night, this book still hasn't changed at all.

I arrived at the bus station and waited for about ten minutes before bus 301 finally came.

Although the pace of life in Sioux City is much slower than that of first-tier cities such as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, peak hours still pose considerable challenges to the transportation capacity of the bus system.

Meng Lang finally squeezed into the bus last, but before the door closed, he heard a woman's panting voice coming from behind, coming closer and closer.

"Wait a minute!"

Then the next moment, he felt someone coming up from behind. He had no choice but to squeeze forward to give up some space, but an impressive elder sister in front immediately turned back dissatisfied.

"What are you doing? Why are you squeezing?" When he opened his mouth, a smell of garlic suddenly hit his face.

Meng Lang was so smoked that he almost choked, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

He turned around with difficulty, but his right hand was always in his pocket, protecting the book in his arms.

"Everyone, please go inside again." The driver shouted to the back, but no one moved at all.

"Tsk~" The car door was closed, like a can full of sardines being pushed inside.

The woman who came later was squeezed tightly onto Meng Lang.

Suddenly, a scent of orchids entered Meng Lang's nose, which diluted the previous smell and made Meng Lang feel a little better.

Standing at the front door was a young woman with short hair wearing a black business suit, black-rimmed glasses, and carrying a black briefcase.

Since his back was to Meng Lang, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. The two of them were too close, and Meng Lang wanted to squeeze back.

However, the force immediately triggered a counterattack.

The fat lady behind easily twisted her waist and pushed back Meng Lang, who was not in the same weight class at all.

Feeling the pressure, the woman in front groaned in dissatisfaction. Meng Lang immediately did not dare to move anymore, and the strength on the front and back achieved a delicate balance.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, at a traffic light intersection ahead, the bus accelerated and turned left in order to get past the green light...

"Humph!" The two bodies pressed together tightly again.

What's even more embarrassing is that the fat lady behind fully explained the truth that the greater the mass, the greater the inertia, and made a beautiful assist from behind.

As a result, the short-haired girl in front was pressed against the car door. Meng Lang could even clearly observe how the other person's face deformed and twisted on the tempered glass...

When the bus resumed running in a straight line, Meng Lang felt the pressure from behind him suddenly reduce, and then he quickly stepped back a little.

At this time, a lipstick mark left by the girl could still be vaguely seen on the car door glass.

The girl turned back angrily.

Meng Lang blinked speechlessly.

Could this be my fault too?

Have you ever heard of hunting cattle across mountains?

To be fair, the girl in front of him was naturally unpretentious, and the moment she turned her head, Meng Lang was stunned.

At this time, the bus suddenly turned right. The girl was unsteady and immediately stuck to her.

Fortunately, the support behind him was very stable, and Meng Lang didn't move at all.

But her lips accidentally made close contact with the back of the other person's head...

The scent of orchid suddenly hits the tip of my nose.

When she stood firm, the girl turned around and glared at Meng Lang, who was a little stunned.

He looked innocent.

Please look at the eldest sister behind me, and you will know what it means to be involuntarily.

Misunderstandings often occur when one person cannot explain clearly and the other person thinks too much...

"That..." Meng Lang wanted to explain something.

The train arrived at the station just at this time. As soon as the door opened, the girl immediately jumped out of the car as if running away. Before leaving, she glared at Meng Lang fiercely.

But before Meng Lang had time to cast an apologetic look, several more people got on the bus, filling his field of vision in front of him.

"Chi~" The car door closed again, and the car started slowly, crowded and shaking.

Meng Lang sighed.

In an era when people are easily misunderstood, after all, I am the only one who is still wandering around.

…

Nine in the morning.

Galaxy Securities Sales Department.

"Brother Meng, we meet again. Hello, hello."

Teacher Tony shook Meng Lang's hand warmly.

"Haha! I know Brother Meng is a novice. Come on, let me introduce you to the basic knowledge of the stock market first, and then tell you some basic operations..."

"No need, Teacher Tony!" Meng Lang interrupted the other party directly, "What I am talking about is professional people doing professional things, and I believe in Teacher Tony's professionalism.

I'm here today just to open an account, and by the way I want to do some trading on the China Energy stock. "

Teacher Tony was stunned.

I thought things were 100% sure, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. If you usually fool people, you have to draw a few big cakes, right?

Are today’s young people so efficient at doing things?

Could it be that I saw that China Energy hit the daily limit again yesterday, so I couldn’t hold back anymore?

But it saved me a lot of saliva, so what's there to complain about? The smile on Teacher Tony's face immediately became a little bigger.

"Oh...that's it, that's okay! I don't know how much money Brother Meng wants to use to test the waters."

"Well... 500,000, go up."

Teacher Tony: "..."

How many?

500000? Still going up? !

"You...you said 500,000?" Teacher Tony wondered if he had just heard an extra zero.

"Yeah!" Meng Lang nodded.

Hiss~

Teacher Tony took a breath, and the next moment he was elated.

Can't you tell? This guy is dressed in ordinary clothes, but he is actually a hidden rich man? I made a profit this time!

For someone who can casually spend 500,000 to "test the waters", how can his net worth be so bad?

I didn’t expect that! An ordinary breakfast stall actually allowed me to catch a red carp!

After you serve this man well, and then introduce yourself to the seven aunts, eight aunts, fox friends, young master, etc. around you, won't there be green carps and donkeys too?

Number one in performance this year! I am coming!

"Okay, then I will take you to open an account now. You should have seen that China Energy has hit new highs recently and is definitely a big bull stock suitable for long-term holding!" Teacher Tony said enthusiastically.

"Haha!" Meng Lang smiled noncommittally, and then said, "I want to ask you something about this stock."

"You say."

“If I want to short this stock and add a few times more leverage, what should I do?”

"Uh..." Teacher Tony's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Short? Are you going to go short with leverage? !

What about "trust my professionalism" as promised?