The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

You want to talk about love with someone, but they want to talk about money with you!

You know clearly what's going on with Father Lin, but why are you rushing to be despised "again"?

Meng Lang said that he was just a normal "early psychopath" and had no masochistic tendencies.

Problems that can be solved with money are really not a big problem for him now.

Everyone is a nouveau riche, who are you looking down on?

If Meng Lang couldn't carry it, how could Meng Lang only carry a box of cash as a meeting gift? He would definitely have to hire a cash transport truck to take out thousands of dollars and slap it in front of Father Lin, so that he could experience what "visual impact" is!

If you have money to clear the way, the negotiation atmosphere on the scene can be called harmonious.

In less than half an hour, Meng Lang got his wish and took Lin Haitang away from his prospective father-in-law's house...

Lin Haitang stopped and looked back at the small building where his home was located, and asked in confusion.

"Are we...leaving now?"

"Ah! Otherwise? Do you still want to stay for dinner? Are the pots in the kitchen rusty?"

"That's not what I meant..." Lin Haitang felt strange, and she stared at Meng Lang suspiciously.

"Did you two talk about something else just after you avoided me and entered the bedroom? Why did you look so happy when you came out?"

"It's nothing, I just borrowed something from your dad..."

"what?"

"Of course it's your household registration book!"

Meng Lang chuckled, took out a red notebook from his pocket, and shook it with a proud look on his face...

Lin Haitang: "..."

Her eyes widened, are you serious?

We haven't even written a word yet. What does it mean that you got my household registration first?

"You..." Lin Haitang gritted his teeth. "Don't you think it's despicable to use this method?"

Different from the originally imagined script, the development of things surprised Lin Haitang.

Rather than saying he was angry, it was better to say he was a little panicked...

"Despicable?" Meng Lang looked at Lin Haitang innocently.

"Are you saying there's something wrong with my communication style?"

"Is it okay? It's like... it's like it's just a business!"

"What do you mean? The woman's family accepts betrothal gifts and bride price. This is a tradition of thousands of years in China. How come it has become a business with me?

If others give you cigarettes, wine, calligraphy and painting, or antiques, it's all just to suit their liking.

When I give money, it's just for the money. Who says it can't be discounted?

oh! When others offer cigarettes and alcohol, it is a matter of heart and soul, but if I give money, it is a love transaction? "

"You...you are using strong words to make sense!"

"Why are you using such forceful words? Although I am opposed to sky-high betrothal gifts now, this country governs the heaven and the earth, and it can't care about our two families being in the same boat, right?

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Look, aren’t everyone happy now?

You are so opposed...could it be that you want me to break up with your dad on bad terms, right? "

Lin Haitang was immediately speechless.

She couldn't answer "yes", could she?

No, no! It was agreed that we were just going to meet our parents, why did it suddenly turn into discussing the bride price?

Is this unplanned development a little too fast?

"Even if you want to please him, you don't have to give him so much all at once..." Lin Haitang said helplessly.

The box was full, at least five to six hundred thousand in cash...

Something suddenly occurred to her.

"That's wrong! Even if you gave him five or six hundred thousand, he wouldn't be able to give you the household registration book, right?"

According to his appetite, it cannot be satisfied with just five or six hundred thousand...

"Of course it's more than that. I also gave him a bank card with thirteen million in it. It should be more than enough to pay off the debt."

Hearing this, Lin Haitang's eyes widened instantly.

One... thirteen million? ! Where did you come from...

etc!

"Mr. Hu said yesterday... that you made more than 10 million in the stock market. Is it true?"

"Yeah! 14 million to be exact."

Meng Lang didn't hide it either.

If you want to use money to hit people, it is impossible to hide the source of the huge wealth. Otherwise, when Mr. Hu mentioned this last night, he would not have let Lin Haitang be present.

"So, the fact that I couldn't afford Weiwei's rent before... turned out to be an act?"

"Hey! Absolutely not! I swear, that was definitely the most real low point in my life before I turned around!"

Lin Haitang looked at him with a complicated expression for a moment.

"I heard that you also invested 10 million in Gao Yuan's Evergreen Biotechnology. How much net worth do you have now?"

"The ten million was a 'loan', not an investment. Director Gao returned it to me not long after. If you don't believe me, I will show you the transfer record.

I also earned hundreds of thousands in interest from a small amount, hehe..."

Meng Lang was telling the truth. Ever since his life trajectory became more and more outrageous, he had realized the importance of "separating public and private interests." The private treasury must be separated from Gao Yuan's side.

A high-risk loan of 10 million, just for the interest of hundreds of thousands?

You are fooling the devil!

Lin Haitang was a little suspicious. "Your more than ten million...couldn't it be your organization's money?"

When we first met, Meng Lang's poverty really didn't look like he was pretending. It was like a man living in poverty and having to take public transportation when going out.

However, I have never had any experience in the financial industry, but I am suddenly able to make a lot of money through precise investment...

Lin Haitang would never believe it if it was purely based on luck.

Who doesn’t know that in the stock market, the only thing that can guarantee profits without losing money is “information gap”?

If investors who have poor information dare to gamble, 99% of them will be cut off...

And isn’t what intelligence organizations are best at doing bad information?

So this more than 10 million... is probably organizational funds issued by the other party through special channels?

As for why it is through the stock market...

Hmm... The source of money for secret organizations like this cannot generally be disclosed. Hundreds of thousands can still be paid in cash. But if you want to distribute tens of millions of funds reasonably and legally, don't you have to wash it first? ?

Who says that formal platforms like Big A can’t do laundry?

Low-end players can only rely on underground banks and have to pay a huge commission. High-end players have stopped playing that game a long time ago.

She had come across an economic dispute case before. It was about a certain boss who used a sum of black money to set up a shell company. He used money to inflate profits to make accounts, and then smoothed the relationship and packaged it for listing. The last step was to brag and raise prices. Stock price shipment...

You see, after the whole process of "washing, blowing and cutting", the money will turn white immediately.

Not only is there no extra loss, but you can also cut a wave of leeks...

Naturally, Meng Lang didn't know that in this short period of time, Lin Haitang had even thought about the "capitalist route" of "unifying all things".

He touched his nose.

"Ahem! To a certain extent, that's right!"

Relying on my brother's miserable life to exchange for... not organizational funds, it's really unjustifiable.

Lin Haitang's eyes suddenly widened.

"Then what you did today...does it count as embezzlement of palace funds?"

"Uh...this..."

Meng Lang didn't know how to come back.

Can I say that the boundary between "palace money" and "private money" in the organization is actually quite blurry?

I am the only commander in the entire organization, so there is no need to distinguish so clearly...

"Ahem! Our organization is actually very humane. We don't need to focus on a single suspect!

With this funding, you can do office work or private matters, you can do whatever you want.

Besides, which company doesn’t have team building expenses? Most of them are employee benefits. Is it easy to understand? "

It’s so easy to understand!

Can misappropriation of palace funds be equated with employee benefits?

How did your organization survive to this day?

"Then why didn't you tell us earlier?" Lin Haitang said in a faint tone.

"You didn't even ask? Am I going to go all over the world to publicize that I became a multi-millionaire by stock trading?

This is inconsistent with the country’s spiritual initiative of getting rich through labor.

Besides, Xiaoyu said, what you hate the most is the nouveau riche..." Meng Lang winked at her.

Lin Haitang: "..."

"Then why are you willing to tell me now..."

"Of course it's because...I'm finally back to poverty..."

Meng Lang made a gesture of turning his pockets with a relaxed look on his face.

"Lawyer Lin, I am so broke now that I can't even afford a ticket home.

You must be responsible for me and never give up on me! "

Seeing Meng Lang looking like a scoundrel with a playful smile, Lin Haitang had a complicated look on his face, and all kinds of feelings welled up in his heart.

It is not difficult to make a person willing to give. What is difficult is to give when he has nothing.

It is not difficult to give when he has nothing, but it is even more difficult for him to give everything after he has gained everything and become nothing again...

At this moment, it seemed as if something had cracked the ice in my soul.

Lin Haitang seemed to have an urge to throw herself into the arms of the man in front of her at all costs and accept him without hesitation!

But when he opened his mouth, the words that came to his lips turned into...

"The money...I will pay you back slowly!"

Meng Lang was not surprised by Lin Haitang's reaction. He waved his hand indifferently.

"Okay, okay, just pay it back slowly. Let's go! Next stop!"

Next stop?

Looking at the household registration book held in the other person's hand, Lin Haitang's face turned red, he felt panicked, and his mind was confused, and he blurted out.

"Are you going...today?"

"Of course! It's better to choose a day than to hit it!

By the way, my prospective mother-in-law’s house is not far away, right? "

Lin Haitang: "..."

Meng Lang didn't care about Lin Haitang's strange expression, and pulled her into a taxi.

With the strategy in hand, Meng Lang's goal was extremely clear.

I just handed over my little treasury from Father Lin, and finally got a key mission item... the household registration book!

Now everything is ready, all we need is east wind!

The next step is to trigger Lin Haitang's ultimate favorability mission.

Task trigger keyword... old photos!

Thinking of this, Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh.

He was so sincere that he had lost several trumpets, but he thought that only six ounces of tenderness, seven cups of romance, eight points of love fire, and nine tests could achieve perfection.

In the end, you simply surrendered with the words "Is this your destiny"...

If I had known you were so "superstitious", why didn't you let me see the shortcut to the love line until today?

Who said that it takes a hundred lifetimes to cross the same boat and a thousand lifetimes to sleep together?

Smart Master, it seems that you sometimes make mistakes...