The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 122 The troubles of middle-aged Meng Lang

"What? Do you think I'm too sinister?"

Gao Yuan couldn't help but smile when she saw Lin Haitang's strange look.

“Do you know what is the most indispensable trait for a business leader?”

"What is it?"

Meng family.

"What did you say? 10 million..."

Downstairs, my mother's exclamation could be heard vaguely. It was obviously Lao Meng who was reporting on his work.

Regardless of how much trouble this matter would cause in this peaceful mountain village, Meng Lang had already returned to his bedroom and took out today's update.

"The Troubles of Middle-Aged Meng Lang"

Hmm...the bad news is "troubles" and the good news is "middle age"?

Meng Lang curled his lips and turned the pages of the book.

[Things that can make a person happy can also become the source of his pain...

That’s right, I’m talking about money!

The day after he decided to invest tens of millions of dollars, his uncle heard about it and started the Versailles mode.

After one bottle of wine, I did the thing I regret most in my life!

Yes! I admitted my status as a nouveau riche in front of everyone!

But so what? Calculating with my fingers, even if I don't die midway, the probability of me surviving until 2043 is less than 1%!

Yes, I admit that I am a little self-defeating!

But after losing the "Apocalypse", I also lost the reason to continue pretending, right?

I convinced myself so.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is not my hobby. Returning home in rich clothes is what normal people pursue. I admit that my subconscious is vain...

Human beings are creatures that are played with by vanity all their lives, distorted by self-esteem, and driven to madness by desire.

Since life is short, why suppress yourself?

So, I started to learn to indulge myself.

Try to live a brand new life, live like a summer flower and die like...well, that kind of death shouldn't be very peaceful.

I can no longer pretend to be an ordinary wage earner.

However, I underestimated the impact that my identity exposure would have on the entire Meng family, and what followed was endless trouble...

Aristotle said: "Those who live in isolation are either beasts or gods."

I can neither be a beast nor a god.

So I can only bear the hustle and bustle after the overnight wealth is exposed...

My cousin buys a house, my cousin gets married, my niece gets married... These are all common occurrences, and they are often borrowed but never repaid, but these are all small things.

The village has to build roads, pave bridges, build primary schools, and even villagers who are paralyzed, have strokes, become disabled, buy houses, buy cars... The entire Meng family is very annoyed when faced with various and difficult-to-distinguish true and false reasons for asking for money.

Others' reasons are simple and naked. If one person achieves enlightenment, shouldn't chickens and dogs ascend to heaven?

Even after returning to Sioux City, calls and letters for help continued to come in like snowflakes, and there were even groups of people who came to fight the autumn breeze.

I thought that all this would slowly go away with the passage of time.

However, if you are used to being a good person, when you no longer want to be a good person, you suddenly find that all the good things you did before have turned into bad things.

As soon as the word "rejection" came out of his mouth, he was stingy, stingy, and easy to get rich, and all kinds of overt and covert curses and abuses seemed to make the entire Meng family deserted overnight.

Even the ecological breeding farm that he had high hopes for has turned into a chaotic relative enterprise.

All kinds of related households, even though they are related to each other, cannot be beaten or scolded.

Lao Meng wanted to change something, but instead, his quarrels with his uncle, Uncle Gen and a group of relatives turned into mutual accusations, and then they turned into enemies.

The uncle's family finally stopped contacting him, although he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage in 2022 and passed away very suddenly.

Until now, I still hold on to hope.

But even with his own continuous blood transfusions, the company finally failed to bear the increasing and huge losses fifteen years later and went bankrupt.

A vivid story of the rise and fall of a family business!

It turns out that human hearts cannot stand the test, so don’t test them, especially with money!

When people reach middle age, things often go wrong as they wish, but they are no different from others.

In the past, this peaceful little village brought me endless troubles...

Without the mass base, Mengjia Village cannot become a paradise in the apocalypse.

The beginning of the plan was wonderful, but I ignored it. Money is not everything, and people's desires are hard to satisfy.

Many years later, Gao Yuan asked me with a smile, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

I said: "Lack of business management experience?"

She shook her head, "No, that's what a professional manager should have. What you lack are the basic qualities that a leader should have."

"What?"

"I would rather betray others than others betray me!"

I am speechless.

I want to refute, but after reading Zizhi Tongjian, almost every successful person is a faithful practitioner of this sentence.

It's just that some people are really villains and some are hypocrites.

Compassion does not lead to military affairs, and righteousness does not lead to business! The ancients never deceived me!

The Doomsday Paradise renovation plan failed, but life continued until 2043...

There are still no clues about the madman disease, and all that can be found on the Internet are various specious rumors.

I was a little desperate and started making funeral arrangements.

This year, I went abroad on a super large cruise ship with a standard passenger capacity of 10,000 people.

Arriving safely in San Francisco.

No need for it, because it is legal to own firearms here!

In a foreign country thousands of miles away, on the other side of the earth, I waited calmly.

If even here falls, it can be confirmed that the disaster is global and we have nowhere to hide...

Just one day in 2043, I was looking through the latest scientific research results sent to me by Xiaoyu, and suddenly there was a familiar crazy noise and sporadic gunshots outside the house...

Putting down the terminal in my hand, I found with some helplessness that the world in my eyes began to slowly turn blood red...

One last look at the electronic clock on the wall.

July 21, 2043, 13:04 pm.

He slowly raised the revolver in his hand and pointed it at his temple.

Yes, firearms will not bring me any sense of security, but they can give me pleasure...]

Meng Lang closed the book sadly.

Are not even the other side of the ocean spared?

There really is nowhere to hide...

Obviously, this time, Meng’s one central point and two basic points failed to stick to it!

collapsed...

It was all caused by vanity. This brother couldn't hold on. What a painful lesson!

It seems that I am really not suitable for starting a business and running a family business... even worse!

"I would rather betray others than others betray me..."

He chewed these words with some regret.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, this sentence was changed to "I would rather teach me to betray the people of the world than teach the people of the world to betray me!"

Just because of this sentence, Cao Cao's heroic character was shaped.

Is this telling yourself that you would rather feel sorry for others than give others the opportunity to feel sorry for you?

Meng Lang sighed helplessly. Of course he knew the weaknesses of his character.

Just too soft-hearted...

From this aspect, Duan Xian is better than him.

After all, that guy is a ruthless character who can say in front of his dormitory brothers, "I want to win, and if I don't give it, I'll give it away"...

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