The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

East Main Street, Ma Kee Mutton Shop.

Cheng Biao was sitting in the box, his expression so gloomy that he could drop water.

His heart was undoubtedly broken at this time.

As a cultured gangster, before he was imprisoned, he had already thought of a way out and secretly exchanged all his funds for Bitcoin.

I didn't think much about it at the time, it was just that the cunning rabbit made three holes, leaving an extra escape route for myself.

Unexpectedly, the price of Bitcoin soared like a rocket in 2017. The original tens of millions of funds suddenly skyrocketed to more than 300 million, which can be said to be unintentional.

This made him so happy that he was ready to do something big after he was released from prison!

But as soon as I came out, I found that everything had changed.

The brother betrayed him, the companies under his name were already heavily in debt, and the most important thing... the money was gone!

It can be said that he has nothing now, everything is like the moon in the mirror, and in the end, all the water in the bamboo basket is in vain...

"Brother Biao!" A familiar voice from the door interrupted his thoughts.

When he looked up, he saw a young man with slightly dark skin and short hair coming in from outside with an excited look on his face. He gave Cheng Biao a bear hug as soon as he came up!

"Brother Biao! You are finally out!"

This young man was in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was tall, 1.87 meters tall. Cheng Biao, who was equally tall, still looked a head shorter when he was holding him in his arms.

The weather in April was slightly chilly, but this young man was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and the muscles on his body held up the clear edges of the clothes.

There were just a lot of bruises on his face, as if he had just had a fight with someone.

"A Xing!" Cheng Biao finally showed a smile when he saw the young man. "How about it? You didn't suffer any harm in the bureau, did you?"

"No, it's just that the food is a bit lacking, hehe!" Axing looked nonchalant.

"Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble? I thought you would take care of me, but today you actually did the opposite." Cheng Biao shook his head.

"Brother Biao! You really can't blame me. Those guys bumped into me, Ah Xing. The key is that I was riding a small electric donkey at the time!

He dared to make the first move, and after he made the move, he dared to shout at me that he had the guts to hit his face!

I've been around for so many years, and I've never seen anyone so arrogant!

And I didn't do anything, so I punched him, and the guy lay on the ground and said that his nose was broken. Do you think it was annoying or not?

If I encounter these bullies again, I will definitely..."

Asing was talking with an annoyed look on his face, then he noticed something was wrong with Cheng Biao's face and immediately lowered his head obediently.

"Uh...Brother Biao, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I...I shouldn't hit people. You educated me before going in. This is a legal society. We should use legal weapons to protect our own rights..."

"Bullshit! Can't you see at all that this is a trap?" Cheng Biao hated the fact that iron is not as strong as steel.

"Ah? Game? What game?" Ah Xing looked confused.

Cheng Biao couldn't help but cover his face.

It doesn’t matter if I didn’t notice it beforehand, but I still realized it afterward.

Not to mention anything else, with your head and muscles, who would dare to touch you if you hit me there?

This guy is still like that, everything is good, but his brain is not working well...

"Um...Brother Biao, isn't there nothing wrong with me? Brother Dazhi has an acquaintance in the bureau, and he was released by me within two days."

Brother Dazhi? Then you still have to thank others for co-writing?

Cheng Biao was really unable to complain.

"Didn't I give you the company's BMW to drive before? What the hell is riding on an electric donkey?"

"Oh, Brother Dazhi said that the company's business has been difficult recently, and he has to take care of you in prison for the boss. Many brothers can hardly pay their wages, so the car was sold as an emergency and used as a pension for an injured brother.

You don’t know that there were older brothers and younger brothers, and they immediately knelt down in front of Brother Dazhi.

Brother Biao, Brother Dazhi really has nothing to say to the brothers, just one word... loyalty! "A Xing held out a thumb.

"I..." Cheng Biao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Can't you see that this person is showing generosity to others and taking the opportunity to win people's hearts?

"Why didn't you tell me these things earlier..." he said quietly.

"Brother Dazhi said that difficulties are temporary. We can't let you, Brother Biao, worry about the brothers outside, so every time I go to see you, I always report good news but not bad news." Axing scratched his head.

A good one who reports good news but not bad news!

Cheng Biao felt depressed.

At that time, I was only thinking about civility and military affairs. I thought that Hu Dazhi and Ah Xing could check and balance each other, help each other, and take good care of their brothers and the company.

Unfortunately...I was wrong...

I thought I was using Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun, but unexpectedly, they were actually Sima Yi and Xu Chu...

This idiot!

"Then what's the matter with the injury on your face? How could one or two gangsters beat you up like this?"

"Oh! That's not true. My injury was caused by underground boxing. Last week, a Muay Thai master came and it took some effort to beat him down." Axing grinned.

"Black boxing? Why are you doing this again? Didn't I tell you not to touch?" Cheng Biao's eyes widened.

Axing shrank his neck.

"Brother Dazhi said it would take a lot of money to fish you out. I'm just thinking that I can make money quickly by boxing."

"you……"

Cheng Biao opened his mouth, but finally sighed, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder heavily.

"Boxing is too harmful to the body, and I'm getting old and sick. Don't do it again, you hear me."

"Okay, I get it now."

"Forget it, let's stop talking, brother! Come on, sit down, let's eat and talk, Lao Ma!"

"Brother Biao! What's your order?" The chubby shop owner came in.

"Let's serve."

"okay!"

Soon, the shop owner brought a steaming boiler to the table. The milky white soup was tumbling, giving off bursts of tempting fragrance.

"Sniff sniff! Brother Biao, what is it that smells so good?" Axing sniffed and swallowed.

Cheng Biao had a sneer on his lips.

“Dog meat hot pot.”

…

"Xiao Meng, please have some hotpot mutton, you're welcome!"

"Aunt, I can do it myself."

At the same time, Meng Lang was eating hot pot happily.

"Xiao Meng, this sweet-scented osmanthus fish is your aunt's specialty. Eat more of it."

"Uncle, you are so kind, eh! It's delicious! Auntie's cooking is amazing!"

"Hey! The sauce is so good!"

"Haha! This kid is so sweet!"

Father Duan is in his fifties and wears glasses. He looks like an intellectual. However, he has just had surgery and his face is still a little pale, but he seems to be in good spirits.

Looking at Meng Lang patting Rainbow fart while eating, Father Duan showed a gentle smile and picked up the tea cup.

"Xiao Meng, I can't drink yet, so today I will drink tea instead of wine to thank you. Thank you for everything you have done. You are a timely help to our family."

"Hey! Uncle, please don't thank me anymore. I could hear the cocoon even when I walked in. Let's agree. I can't bear to say thank you anymore."

"Okay, okay! Haha! Let's not talk about it then. Come on, eat more."

Duan's mother looked at Meng Lang, the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. Then she looked at her daughter, who was peeling shrimps beside her, and nudged her with her elbow.

"Don't just eat. Peel a shrimp for Xiao Meng."

Duan Xiaoyi looked up at her mother helplessly, but still obeyed and peeled a shrimp for Meng Lang.

"Brother Meng, eat shrimp."

"Uh...thank you." Meng Lang suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Duan's mother is determined to match her, and it seems that Duan's father is also happy to see it happen.

Duan Xiaoyi did not dress as neutrally as last time today. She wore simple home clothes.

The clothes were looser last time and I didn't notice it. Today, Meng Lang discovered that Duan Xiaoyi's figure is really incredible. Coupled with her 95 points of good looks, she can be called a otaku goddess, and she is still very lethal to ordinary people.

But he had no intention of causing another disaster for himself.

Looking at Duan Xian, he gave Meng Lang a helpless look.

A good brother in normal times, but unreliable at critical moments...

It seems that I can only find a way to solve the problem myself, otherwise I am afraid that dinner like today will happen again.

"Xiao Meng, have you been busy with work recently? Those who do live broadcasts must be like our Xiaoyi. They usually sit in front of the computer for a whole day. This is not good for the body for a long time.

If you have time, go out for a walk, eat, and watch movies. You young people will definitely have a lot of topics in common. "Mother Duan said with a smile.

The meaning of this statement is basically very clear, and it can be summarized simply... We have no objection to your affairs!

Meng Lang sweated in his heart.

"Ahem! Auntie, to be honest, I've been really busy recently."

He looked embarrassed and scratched his head, "Aside from work, I also have a crush on a girl... Haha."

"Ah? Do you have a sweetheart?" Duan's mother was stunned for a moment, her eyes a little disappointed, but she still asked without giving up.

"Is the relationship confirmed?"

Meng Lang sweated.

"Uh... I haven't decided yet, but I'm working hard to pursue it. I think it won't be a big problem."

As he said that, he winked at Duan Xian.

"Oh, right! This guy told me last time that the girl he likes has good conditions in all aspects." Duan Xian also helped.

"Mom, this is a private matter, why are you asking so clearly?" Duan Xiaoyi said dissatisfied.

Although she didn't have any thoughts about Meng Lang, she was a little embarrassed to be rejected in such a disguised manner in public.

"Ahem! Xiao Meng, what kind of live broadcast do you do? I usually go online. Wherever you live broadcast, we will go and support you."

Father Duan saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward and quickly changed the topic.

Seeing this, Duan's mother had no choice but to give up, showing a slightly disappointed smile.

"Yes, Xiao Meng, I usually like to brush acne marks, why didn't I see you?"

Seeing that this matter was finally over, Meng Lang smiled.

"Oh, I'm in our company and I don't do live broadcasts directly on camera."

"Not photogenic? What do you do?" Duan's father asked curiously.

"Well... let's explain it this way, they are in front of the stage, and I am behind the scenes.

They are responsible for the interpretation, and I am responsible for the post-processing..."

I don’t want to make too many excuses, but I’ve been too busy these two days, and there’s nothing I can do about it on May Day. After all, I still have family to take care of, so I’ll try to update more in the next few days.

I will try to make up for the two missing chapters as soon as possible! Hold your fist!