The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Meng Lang took Master Li in for recovery treatment, while Li Lei was still sweating profusely and struggling with the orders on his phone...

Axing came over to take a look curiously, and couldn't help but shook his head.

"I said brother, you can't do this, you have to turn off automatic order taking.

This order is said to be rejected without exemption every day, but if you reject it, you will find out. If you reject orders continuously today, you will have no orders in the next few days. What is this called... Big data understands. "

"Ah?" Li Lei raised his head in surprise. "Is there still this matter?"

"Of course. Don't think that delivering food is just an errand. It looks simple, but it also requires skills."

"What technique?"

"For example, you must be familiar with the routes within 4 kilometers. At least you know what direction it is and how to go, so that you can appropriately pick up more orders along the way.

If you have just arrived in this city and are not familiar with the roads, your efficiency will be very low.

In addition, if you don’t want to take one order from this store and one order from that store, you should pay attention to which store has good business and has a lot of takeaways, and stay there specifically. If you see a good one, take the order immediately.

And this phone, you actually use a fruit phone, you look like a newbie at first glance. The configuration of this phone doesn’t have to be too good, it just doesn’t lag, the key is to have a good signal!

Believe it or not, you can’t even steal those thousand-yuan machines with this? Delivering food also requires internet speed!

And this sunscreen, why do you still wear short sleeves when I come out to give it to you?

Do you really think that those of us who practice martial arts are not afraid of wind and sun?

It looks like you’re not using sunscreen, right? On a sunny day like this, it won’t take long for you to peel off your skin..."

Two muscular men, tall and thick, gathered together to talk about their experiences in delivering food. This scene was as weird as it gets.

Li Lei looked at Ah Xing in surprise.

"How do you know so much?"

Axing chuckled, "What's the point! Who hasn't been down and out?

I remember that when Brother Biao was still in the company, I also worked part-time for a period of time riding a small electric donkey. These things were taught to me by others at that time.

When I first started, I was just like you, I didn’t know anything, and I couldn’t make much money even after a month of exhausting work.

After finally getting started, someone came to touch me. I punched him down on the spot. As a result, I got into trouble and couldn't continue my part-time job.

Fortunately, Brother Biao came out and met Brother Meng again, and things got better. "

Li Lei didn't expect that the man in front of him would have such an experience, and he couldn't help but feel good about him because of his sympathy.

But when I thought about the dozens of younger brothers who were cheering for me now, and when I thought about my current situation, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas! Brother A Xing, you are right. I have no skills and low education.

Originally, I read online that anyone could deliver food and easily earn tens of thousands a month, but after running around for the past few days, I realized how difficult it is..."

Although they have changed to a long-term rental house, the accommodation fee has dropped a lot.

But based on his current daily income from running errands, not to mention the expenses to maintain in Sioux City, he can't even afford the master's medicine residue...

Seeing Li Lei with a sad look on his face, Axing asked, "What? Brother, are you short of money?"

"Yeah, before I came here, I didn't expect the expenses in Su City to be so high..." Li Lei looked helpless.

He returned to poverty due to illness, which can be regarded as a living case...

"In my hometown, I earned a pretty good income by doing underground boxing. But when I came here, I was unfamiliar with the place. I couldn't find any way to find a job."

Axing was immediately happy, it turned out that this was an old colleague!

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? I'm familiar with boxing!"

"Huh?" Li Lei's eyes lit up.

"What? Brother, can you show me the way?"

"Of course there is no problem with the introduction, but brother, to be honest, this is definitely the last resort!

I used to box a lot, which was more than enough to support myself, but later Brother Biao often taught me that boxing was a youth meal, and it was best not to do it if possible.

If you encounter an opponent who doesn't follow the rules, if you don't have the power behind you, you may not know what they will do to you afterwards.

Not to mention being injured all the time, this income is not stable, and even providing for retirement in the future will be a problem.

Oh, by the way, brother, do you have medical insurance?

What? No medical insurance? Don’t you know how expensive hospitals in the city are?

If you get injured, the money you earn may not be enough for you to go to the hospital. Believe it or not? The gain outweighs the loss!

Even though we are in great health now and eat deliciously, if we get injured, we may have to spend the rest of our lives in a hospital bed.

Look at your master, he is a typical example of "if you are young and don't take care of your health, you will take care of a doctor when you are old"! "

"Uh..." Li Lei was a little dumbfounded.

I just want to make some quick money by boxing a few times, why does it have anything to do with medical insurance?

"But apart from being good at boxing, I don't have any other ability to make money?" Li Lei scratched his head.

"Who said that if you are good at martial arts, you can only make money by doing black boxing? Brother Biao often said that the dead can be moved away from the tree.

Why can’t martial arts practitioners like us find a comfortable job with less work and higher pay? "

"Is there such a job?"

Seeing that Li Lei didn't believe it, Ah Xing immediately straightened out his pecs.

"Similar to me, security captain!"

Security...captain?

Li Lei hesitated for a moment, "Brother A Xing, are you working as a security guard?"

"That's right! Our brother Biao has opened a security company and is in charge of the security of several companies and a large area. This boxing gym is the company's property."

"But... as a security guard, the salary seems to be not as good as delivering food, right?" Li Lei hesitated.

"Can our company's security guards be compared with those ordinary security guards?

Don’t believe it, right? Let me show you my salary this month. "

With that said, Ah Xing immediately took out his mobile phone, operated it a few times and showed it to Li Lei.

Li Lei: "(⊙ o⊙)"

When the poor Master Li saw the five-digit number behind the salary slip on his mobile phone, he was stunned.

The monthly after-tax income of 5.8 million blinded Li Lei.

Is this what it’s like to be a security guard now?

"You...all the ordinary security captains in your company are paid such a high salary?"

As Xing received Brother Biao's instructions, he naturally praised the company's welfare benefits.

"What's this? Just ask any brother. Brother Biao is famous for his generosity and loyalty. He is afraid that he will earn too much and his brothers will earn too little.

Not only is food and accommodation provided, five social insurances and one housing fund are paid, double wages are paid for overtime work, and extra subsidies are given when working on tasks, but they also find ways to share money with everyone.

What about Boys' Day, Singles' Day, Father's Day and Valentine's Day... plus year-end bonuses and stock dividends.

Just like me, I can easily make a million a year! "

"Gu~" Li Lei couldn't help but swallowed.

"In your company, even the security captain gets bonuses?"

Why does it sound so fantasy?

"That's right! Did you see that Master Yan who is fighting on the stage? The chief martial arts instructor of our company has a fixed dividend of 5% every year.

After working for a year, even ordinary employees will have some kind of equity incentive.

For a captain like us, the dividends are not much lower than the salary. "

"Then... wouldn't it mean that if you work for a few years, you will have enough food and clothing?"

“Who says it’s not the case, but having too much money also brings its own worries.

For example, when I had no money, I just wanted to buy a golden nan coffin board for my master, and now I am still wondering whether to change it to a sandalwood one..."

This...this is really a happy trouble...

Li Lei couldn't hide his envy.

Although it sounds like the salary ceiling in the security industry, it is a bit incredible no matter how you look at it.

But Ah Xing's honest and honest appearance, and the key to the salary slip on his phone, made the other party's words quite credible.

“The money is secondary, the main thing is the security!

Look at Brother Meng, not only is he a master of medical skills, but he is also extremely accurate in judging others!

I was a pauper not long ago, but now I drive a Maybach. Can you believe that Brother Meng changed my fortune?

Tell your fortune when you are not sick, and see a doctor when you are sick.

Even if we suffer internal injuries while on a mission and the hospital can't handle it, Brother Meng is our strong backing!

It's a pity. If you had joined the company earlier, you might have been able to enjoy the company's special medical insurance benefits and even save your master's medical expenses. "

Damn it! There is such a hidden benefit!

Although I don’t know what fortune telling is, when I heard that I could join the company and enjoy the medical insurance for the family members of the miracle doctor...

Li Lei suddenly felt that he had lost hundreds of thousands... a real loss...

"Um, Brother Axing, is your company...still hiring?"

"Hit! Why don't you do it!" The voice came from behind.

Li Lei turned around and saw Brother Biao standing behind them with a smile...

…

When Meng Lang finished the second course of treatment and came out of the room with Master Li, the people in the boxing gym had already changed.

Yan Weiwei is still on the court, but her opponent has been replaced by Li Lei.

As for Xiang Wenlong, he was sitting in the audience at this time. Looking at the pain on his face and clutching his chest, he was obviously defeated.

"Bang! Bang bang!" The figures on both sides of the stage rose and fell.

Different from the time at the mountain climbing meeting, at this time the offense and defense were changing positions, and it was actually Yan Weiwei who was pressing down on Li Lei.

Every time they fought, Li Lei seemed to be quite wary of Yan Weiwei's punches and kicks. He didn't dare to hit them hard and could only dodge.

"It seems that Master Yan has improved his strength again. He is truly a genius!"

Master Li next to him observed for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.

His vision is so sophisticated. Compared to the day when he had just broken through the realm, Yan Weiwei was fashionable and unfamiliar. At this time, Yan Weiwei had already mastered An Jin's power-generating skills.

If you fight with her, even if you clash with each other, you may be injured by An Jin.

Coupled with the opponent's weak and real moves, Li Lei was naturally at a loss when it came to fighting.

The reason why An Jin is regarded as a big realm is because the gap between the two sides has made it difficult to control it with factors such as skills, strength, and physique.

If you can jump to a higher level challenge at every turn, what kind of realm gap is that?

I don't know if it was because of the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves of these Twelve Tan Legs, but two geniuses actually appeared in the same era.

At a young age, he is already a master of Anjin.

The other one is even more terrifying. Although he may have found some new ways, he doesn't have a single enemy...

Meng Lang smiled and nodded, "Haha! Yes, yes, it's true that he is a talented person. The main reason is that the secret book is too magical..."

"Secret? What secret?" Master Li was stunned.

Meng Lang coughed dryly, as if he realized that he had let something slip.

"Ahem! Master Li, you can do whatever you want, I'll go over and see my friend."

With that said, without waiting for the astonished Master Li to react, he walked towards the physical training area in the distance.

If I meet people and tell them that I have a magical book in my hand and it costs ten yuan a copy, then this secret book is too worthless.

If you have a sense of mystery, you will be able to pull it off if you have a strong personality!

…

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Meng Lang approached the sandbag practice area and looked at the young man who was soaked with sweat and his legs were trembling as he stood up, but he was still striding forward, punching the sandbags one after another.

Calculating the time, it has been half an hour since he entered, and Zheng Wan is still maintaining such an action.

There was a lively fight in the ring over there, but it didn't seem to affect the other party at all.

Looking at that look, it was almost out of focus, but the mechanical punch still didn't stop...

"Cough! Cough!" Zheng Wan coughed twice in succession, but Zheng Wan seemed not to hear it.

"I said..." Meng Lang put his hand on the other person's shoulder helplessly.

Zheng Wan finally stopped shaking her fist, turned her head, and her eyes slowly regained a trace of clarity...

"Meng...Brother Meng?"

After saying that, I felt a little weak all over my body, my legs went weak and I fell down.

Meng Lang's quick eyesight and hands quickly helped the person.

He looked at each other speechlessly.

"I said, what's going on with you? Is it self-mutilation instead of suicide?

Then there is no need to use this method, right? "

Staggeringly sitting down in the sitting area next to her, Zheng Wan smiled sheepishly.

"Brother Meng, you misunderstood, I am not hurting myself, I am learning kung fu.

Master A Xing said that practicing boxing without practicing Kung Fu will lead to nothing in the end. He asked me to practice the basic skills solidly first.

I have to stand and punch for 2 hours every day, and the time has not yet come..."

I go! 2 hours! ?

One really dares to teach, and the other really dares to practice!

"Do you know what gradual progress is? Do you know what death from overwork is?" Meng Lang stared at him.

"But Master A Xing..."

"Can you compare your physical strength with someone like him who has been carrying water up and down mountains since he was a child? Did you risk your life to perform even if you passed the physical exam?

Do you understand what it means to act within your capabilities? "

Meng Lang interrupted him directly.

If I hadn't come today, I might have found the seventh-level floating map that I had finally created, so I would have asked that guy Ah Xing to break it down for me in a few words...

If you can practice this to death in your own boxing gym, then Professor Zheng may become a black man and surrender to the enemy...

Hearing the "concern" in Meng Lang's tone, Zheng Wan was moved.

Except for his parents, no one has ever cared so much about him. This gives a fragile heart that has been bullied and rarely experienced care, a rare warmth.

At this moment, Meng Lang's friendliness in his mind reached the level of admiration!

"I'm sorry, Brother Meng, I will definitely pay attention next time..."

Meng Lang looked up and down, looking at him strangely.

"No, even if you want to give up literature and join martial arts on a whim, there is no need to be so desperate, right?

Tell me, why did you come here to learn boxing? "

"Uh... I just want to protect myself and stop being bullied by others." Zheng Wan's eyes were a little dodgey.

Stare~

"Ahem! Well, actually...it's because Senior Sister Xiaoqi said that she likes people with good figures and a sense of security, preferably those who can box..."

Under Meng Lang's gaze, Zheng Wan finally told the truth with some embarrassment.

Meng Lang immediately rolled his eyes.

Good guy! It’s actually to pick up girls!

While I couldn't help but laugh and cry, I couldn't help but look at Zheng Wan with admiration.

Although his character is a bit cowardly, the seemingly silly stubbornness in his heart can be regarded as some kind of advantage?

Seeing that Meng Lang remained silent, thinking that he was blaming her for not having pure intentions in learning boxing, Zheng Wan quickly explained.

"Actually, it's not all for my senior sister. I came to learn boxing during this period and found that I actually like this feeling.

Although I studied biology, I have never tried to rely on exercise to tap the potential of my body.

I have been punching every day recently, feeling the pain of hitting the sandbag.

Then he fell asleep when he was exhausted, as if his body was becoming stronger bit by bit.

This kind of physical strength training unexpectedly gives people a very reassuring and fulfilling feeling..."

Zheng Wan's face was pale, but her smile was very satisfying.

His words surprised Meng Lang.

But for a teenager who once wanted to commit suicide and end his life, it is a good thing to be able to find a sport to fill his inner sense of security.

"Of course it's okay to strengthen your body, but before that, you have to consider whether your body can withstand such high-intensity training, right?"

"Don't worry, Brother Meng, I'm really fine."

Feeling that she had regained some strength, Zheng Wan struggled to stand up.

However, the next moment, I felt sore all over my body, and I was so painful that I could not stand up.

Meng Lang rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Muscle strain, joint strain, if you keep practicing like this, you will have to call an ambulance in a few days, believe it or not?"

"Huh? Is it so serious?"

Meng Lang curled his lips. "Lie down!"

"ah?"

"I want you to lie down, do you understand?"

"Oh!" Zheng Wan finally realized that Meng Lang wanted to recuperate her body, so she quickly followed the instructions and lay down.

Then I felt a pair of strong hands begin to roam around my body.

I don’t know what kind of techniques Brother Meng used. He tapped and massaged himself a few times. The muscle soreness was reduced a lot. Zheng Wan almost wanted to moan because he felt so comfortable.

Here Meng Lang was recuperating Zheng Wan. Yan Weiwei, who had finished her work and was sweating all over, walked to the rest area and sat across from the two of them.

"Click!" She opened a can of orange-flavored soda and took a few sips with a satisfied look on her face. Then she glanced at Zheng Wan who was lying there with a look of enjoyment on her face.

"The technique is good? Where did you learn it?"

"It's passed down from our ancestors," Meng Lang kept mumbling with his eyes open.

"I don't believe it. Aunt Yang said that three generations of your family came from a scholarly family. I said, you shouldn't have worked part-time in that kind of place, right?"

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, "Do I need to work part-time like that?"

"I haven't worked part-time in that kind of place, but my skills are so skilled...

snort! Could it be that he learned it and wanted to use it on Haitang? Ah! Man... I have to remind Haitang when I look back. "

rash:"……"

It would be very uncomfortable to break up the situation like this, and the key point of the idea is exposed...it's very Muggle!

Zheng Wan listened to the conversation between the two and noticed the subtle smell of gunpowder between them. She didn't dare to speak or ask, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

However, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He wanted to take it, but his hands were shaking badly and he had no strength at all.

Meng Lang was worried that he wouldn't have a chance to divert Yan Weiwei's attention, so he immediately helped him take it out and pressed the speakerphone button and put it next to him.

【Hello! Junior, what are you doing? 】

The voice coming from the phone made Zheng Wan's eyes light up.

"Senior? I... I'm outside with my friends. What's the matter?"

Of course Zheng Wan couldn't say that he learned boxing in a boxing gym.

【oh? My mother asked you to come over for dinner. Of course, if you are too busy, you don’t have to come over! 】

Meng Lang raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Good guy! I thought you were traveling a long way on the 25,000-mile Long March of love, but you actually managed to keep your future mother-in-law in such silence?

If you're too busy, why don't you come over?

Listen! Listen to this gentle tone, I am giving you massage therapy, but you actually dare to feed me dog food in public.

After looking at Yan Weiwei, who was standing in the way, I felt more and more unfair.

Jealousy is like a weed…

I exerted force on my hands unconsciously.

"Hmm~"

[Junior, what’s wrong with you? 】

"Oh, I'm fine~hum~"

The feeling of comfort that suddenly amplified several times came like a tide, making Zheng Wan unable to bear it and lost her composure on the spot.

【What are you doing? 】

"I...oh~um~not...oh~"

[Beep beep beep...]

Zheng Wan: "..."