The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"strangeness……"

"What's the matter?"

Hu Yifei turned to look at his girlfriend, and then followed her gaze and saw Meng Lang and Lin Haitang.

"Look at the two of them, there's obviously something wrong with them!"

"What is the problem?"

"Tsk! Are you stupid? Can't you see that there is a super-friendship between these two people?"

"Have it?"

"I'm a woman, can I still not see it?"

"This...can't be true. I thought that between Meng Lang and senior sister...could it be that we had a misunderstanding?"

"Xiao Fei!"

Hu Yifei turned around and saw Yan Feng coming to the two of them at some point.

"master."

"Well! Come here, I have something to ask you."

"Master, please ask." Hu Yifei walked to Yan Feng's side.

"Let me ask you, do you also know that Meng Lang?" Yan Feng asked.

He had just noticed the interaction between Meng Lang and Lin Haitang.

He was so old that when he saw Lin Haitang's shy and angry look, why couldn't he tell that it was the man named Meng who was teasing the little girl.

It was in broad daylight, and the person being teased was Weiwei’s best friend!

Originally, I had a good impression of him because of his "fear of power" and "speaking for justice" that day, and I was thinking about whether to add this kid to the "watch list for marriage."

Now it is immediately labeled with various negative labels such as "friend of women" and "attracting bees and butterflies".

Seeing that Hu Yifei seemed to have known Meng Lang for a long time, he naturally wanted to find him to find out the situation.

"Yes, I know Mr. Meng through his senior sister. He even helped me a little before." Hu Yifei answered truthfully.

"Oh?" Yan Feng was a little surprised.

He knew Hu Yifei's family background. How could an insurance salesman help him?

"Then tell me, how much do you know about this young man?"

"Well...counting this time, I have only met him three times, and I can't even say that I understand him."

"Then tell me what you know."

Hu Yifei didn't dare to hide it.

"I don't know much about anything else. I only know that Mr. Meng has very good driving skills."

"Good driving skills? Do you mean to say that he is very frivolous?" Yan Feng frowned.

Hu Yifei sweated. He didn't expect that the master knew popular words?

"Ahem! I mean, he's literally good at driving. I suspect he might have been a racing driver before."

"Racing driver? Isn't that not doing your job properly?"

In Yan Feng's concept, playing racing is basically equivalent to playing with things and losing one's ambition.

They are no different from those Internet-addicted teenagers who euphemistically call themselves "professional gamers."

Look at what time it is. Yesterday, I took Weiwei out for a whole day. It seems that it is most likely his bad idea, right?

"Uh... Master, you can't say that. Brother Meng's driving skills are very good, almost at the top level in the country."

Hu Yifei smiled awkwardly. Speaking of which, he was also a car player, and he was not as good as Meng Lang.

If he is not doing his job properly, then who is he?

However, Hu Yifei's self-righteous praise made Yan Feng frown even more...

“The top level in the country?

Then the time spent not doing business will be quite long..."

Think about it, who can turn a "professional gamer" into a "top professional gamer", who is not a teenager with severe Internet addiction?

Yan Feng's impression suddenly worsened.

"Well……"

Is this still understandable? What a generation gap!

Hu Yifei felt sweaty in his heart.

Seeing that Yan Feng kept asking about Meng Lang's situation, looking like his father-in-law was making judgments, how could he not know that he was asking for Yan Weiwei.

It's just that comment... It can be seen from Yan Feng's frown that he is obviously very dissatisfied.

After thinking about it, he decided to speak out for Meng Lang.

"Master, despite his young age, you don't know that he met two business tycoons once before, and they didn't talk for more than half an hour, but they actually made them look at him differently.

I thought that this Mr. Meng should be a capable person. As the saying goes, people should not be judged by their appearance. "

Hu Yifei was implicitly reminding his master not to bully young people into poverty.

Don't spend money to force Meng Lang to leave Yan Weiwei using some bloody drama method.

If the more outrageous "Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi" comes out at that time, I'm afraid this situation will be difficult to deal with...

"Is there still this matter?"

Yan Feng was stunned for a moment.

I was indeed a little surprised at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something seemed wrong?

"The big boss" "met him once" "didn't talk for more than half an hour" "looked at him differently"...

These words...why do they sound so familiar?

Yes, isn’t that what I’m talking about?

Recalling the young man's strange and tit-for-tat words and deeds that night, Yan Feng couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Make two business tycoons look at each other differently?

He can't be a business wizard at such a young age, and he can shock two people with just a few words, right?

And even though he is still a grown-up, he can be considered a big shot in the circle. What young and handsome man has he not seen? What kind of beast in disguise can escape his notice?

But what's strange is that he made me look at him differently with just a few words, but the starting point was Yan Weiwei...

Hiss~

Could this kid be a talent like Su Qin and Zhang Yi, with his "ability" to be eloquent and eloquent?

Thinking back to the scene that night...

If you think more optimistically, the other party is concerned about Yan Weiwei and can't bear to see her being wronged, so she gets angry and becomes a beauty.

But if you think more darkly, maybe this is taking advantage of my old father's feeling of guilt towards Yan Weiwei and deliberately doing the opposite?

Judging from the results, in just one meal, he was appreciated by himself, and he subconsciously ignored his various innate deficiencies, and even considered whether to include him in the "candidate list".

He also received praise from everyone, who thought he was "courageous" and "emphasis on friendship."

In addition, he firmly stood on Yan Weiwei's side and gained Yan Weiwei's favor...

What the hell...

He ate my food and lived in my house, and even scolded my old man, but he actually won money? !

This is the winner in life!

I used to think that this kid was just a fool, and I didn't think much about it. But now that I heard what Hu Yifei meant, I realized that this young man is very capable!

A capable person!

How could he live without a city?

Can he act like a fool?

This makes no sense at all!

The conclusion is... I seem to have been tricked by this guy...

"Haha! He is really capable!" Yan Feng sneered.

These young people born in the 1990s have quite a lot of fun. Old man, I almost didn’t remember it!

"Well! Looking at people, Senior Sister Weiwei must be your true successor!"

Hu Yifei didn't realize that Yan Feng was sneering, so he immediately gave him a thumbs up and flattered him.

Little did he know that the flattery hit the horse's leg directly.

Yan Feng glanced at him lightly.

"Yes! Last year, a 'very capable' young man came to me and said he would suffocate for his dream? Now no one dares to return to China..."

"Well……"

…

"Come on, Uncle Fan! Come on, Uncle Fan...yeah! We win! We win!"

Xiaoyu sat on Meng Lang's neck and cheered hard in the audience. Among everyone, this little Douding was the one who was considered a qualified cheerleader.

In the end, Fan Shigang won the official mountaineering qualification for the "Twelve Road Tan Legs Team" at the cost of a few big footprints on his body.

Colleagues from all schools clasped their fists in congratulations, and Yan Feng returned the favor one by one with a smile.

When passing by Meng Lang, Meng Lang also smiled and said, "Master Yan, congratulations!"

"snort!"

"Well……"

Meng Lang's smile froze on his face.

Three question marks immediately appeared on my forehead...

He just... was snorting at me, right?

What offended him?

Meng Lang came to his senses and was immediately speechless.

This little old man, if you scold him, he will praise you very much.

If you have a better attitude, you actually drag me along!

Seriously, this old guy... is definitely a jerk!