The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Jealousy is a weed of the soul which hinders the healthy growth of the mind.

Wang Xianfu was jealous. He had never been so jealous of someone since he was born.

The feeling of superiority is like a roller coaster, and this time, he experienced a free fall...

I thought he was just an ordinary spare tire among all living beings, but unexpectedly, he was in charge of the seven seas...

Neptune is not enough to describe such a man.

This is the Poseidon!

"Oh! Don't pull my clothes, it hurts!"

"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"

"boom!"

Watching Meng Lang being forced into a luxury car by a rich woman and having the car door welded shut, Wang Xianfu had a deeper understanding of the concept of a "seller's market".

What is a seller's market? If you want to buy it, I won't be happy with it. This is a seller's market!

"Hey! Where are you taking me!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you will know when you go!"

"Buzz~" the sports car roared and left.

Wang Xianfu silently lit a cigarette and stared at the car's butt in the distance for a while, thinking hard about the meaning of his struggle...

…

"I'm talking to Yan Weiwei, do you know that you are robbing a man in broad daylight?" Meng Lang said dissatisfied.

"Just scream, no one will come to save you if your throat breaks!"

Yan Weiwei looked proud, not ashamed, but proud.

"Hey! Don't you know, driving is like this, even if you get my people, it's useless if you don't get my heart." Meng Lang rolled his eyes.

Hmm...this is really a problem...

Yan Weiwei curled her lips.

"Why are you willing to help? Let me tell you, the person who asked you to help is not an ordinary person.

If you can do him this favor and let him owe you a favor, you can basically walk away in Sioux City from now on. "

Walking sideways? Such a loud tone?

Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Yan Weiwei and said, "You didn't want to help me get to know this big shot, so you asked me to help?"

"Hmph!" Yan Weiwei turned her head arrogantly, but her attitude already explained the problem.

For ordinary people, connections are indeed a shortcut to promotion in life. This is undeniable.

Or are there so many people trying to get in front of Jack Ma, even to take a photo?

To be honest, Meng Lang was a little moved.

Although this Yan Weiwei said she was a bit harsh, she really had nothing to say as a friend.

If he were an ordinary person, this might be a good opportunity to hug him.

It's just that ability is always more important than connections. Meng Lang is not lacking in the money and high-end information that connections can bring.

When I have the time to network and socialize, I might as well write more code!

Comparing the risks and benefits, Meng Lang was not interested.

However, Meng Lang was embarrassed to speak up and rejected the offer directly.

"Sister Yan, what exactly do you want uncle to do?"

At this time, Xiao Yu, who was confused, stuck his head out from the back row and asked.

"Well... to put it simply, we have a group of car friends. The group leader is interested in Xiao Mengzi's driving skills and wants him to help participate in a competition."

Driving skills? Didn’t the uncle say he was taking the driver’s license test?

Compared to what? Than reversing the car into the warehouse?

Although she was a little confused, she still turned to look at Meng Lang.

"Then uncle, why don't you want to?"

"Then why? First of all, drag racing or something like that is not safe. I hate taking risks the most!"

"Hate taking risks? If you hate taking risks, why do you rush to block the bullet?" Yan Weiwei muttered in a low voice while driving, but Xiao Yu and the other two did not hear it.

"Well! I think uncle's consideration is very reasonable. We won't do dangerous things! So... is there a way to compete that can ensure safety?" Xiaoyu looked at Yan Weiwei.

"Hmm..." Yan Weiwei thought for a while, her eyes lit up, "I have an idea! Little Mencius, if you don't take the risk, you can always agree, right?"

"That... is no good. I hate being in public!" Meng Lang then shook his head.

Yan Weiwei was speechless, "Fortunately, your name also has the word "lang" in it. You hate taking risks and hate being in the public eye. Why aren't you called 'Steady'?"

"Hey! You don't understand, I am Five Elements Quelang, that's why I got such a name.

Do you think everyone is as free as you? I won’t mess around with you rich second generation people.

I have such a useful body, so I should keep it to save the world! "

Yan Weiwei couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

"Uncle, is it okay not to show up in public?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Hey!" Xiaoyu took off the red scarf around his neck...

…

The foot of Wuming Mountain.

A dozen expensive sports cars of various types were parked in an open area, and dozens of men and women seemed to be waiting for something.

At the center of the crowd, a handsome man was holding a mobile phone and watching the video playing on it attentively.

"Zi~" "Zi~"

A slightly harsh brake sound came from the speakers, but the man showed an expression of enjoyment, as if he was listening to some beautiful music.

The picture was very shaken, making me feel dizzy, but the man couldn't take his eyes off it, and even played it back over and over again.

"Yifei, you've been watching it all afternoon, haven't you seen enough yet?" Beside the man, a beautiful woman with big waves wearing a navel-baring outfit pouted.

"I've never seen you look at me so seriously!"

"Haha! You don't understand. Although you can't see the whole picture, just judging from the other party's operations, this is definitely a master!

I've seen a lot of professional players, and there are only a few who can give me such a smooth feeling.

Moreover, the opponent actually drove an old Citroen from more than ten years ago, which further illustrates his strength.

I guess he is probably a high-level professional driver! "

"Is it so powerful?" The woman was a little curious. "Where did Sister Weiwei know such a powerful person?"

"I don't know, but this place... why does it look like a driving school to me?" The man was also a little confused.

That's right! The video the man watched was recorded by Yan Weiwei for Meng Lang in the car that morning.

After she posted it to the rider group like a show off, the group owner unexpectedly approached Yan Weiwei directly and said she wanted to ask the rider for a favor.

So there was the scene where Yan Weiwei kidnapped someone.

"I just don't know if Senior Sister can invite the other party to help us. Otherwise, we may be embarrassed tonight." The man sighed slightly.

"Yifei, your driving skills are not bad. Is that Xu Jinfeng really that difficult to deal with?"

"Ha! Hong Shijie is here specifically to make us lose face this time.

What he wants to tell us is that strong dragons cannot overwhelm local gangsters, and this Sioux City is still dominated by their local gangs.

If they lose this time, I'm afraid the opponent's arrogance will become even more arrogant. "

The man frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Xu Jinfeng has just returned from abroad and is said to have participated in several international rallies.

I have heard about those competitions, and the level is not comparable to that in China.

As a person who has just touched the threshold of a professional player, I am afraid that my chances of winning against such a person are really slim. "

The man was honest and said he was no match.

"But if you lose, you don't lose. If senior sister can't invite anyone, then I have no choice but to bite the bullet. I can't let that boy Hong Shijie look down on others."

Just as he was talking, a red sports car suddenly roared from a distance and appeared in front of everyone.

Their eyes suddenly lit up.

However, when the car stopped in front of them and they saw the man getting out of the passenger seat, they were stunned.

"Uh...Senior sister, this is...the driver?"

"Well!" Yan Weiwei closed the car door and introduced to Meng Lang helplessly, "This is my junior brother. He learned boxing at my house for a while. He is half of my old man's disciple."

"Haha! The master is indeed unique and has his own personality!"

The man reacted quickly. He quickly smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, my surname is Hu. I would like to thank the master for coming to help. What should I call you?"

Meng Lang stretched out his hand and shook it, and a faint voice came from under the red scarf.

"Masked Rider."

Everyone: "..."