The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"Who are you talking to?"

"Oh! It's nothing, just a patient." Meng Lang put away his phone.

"Patient? Why do you look helpless?"

"Haha! There is no other way. As a patient, you worry about gains and losses..."

"Uh... Okay, but it's getting late, so I should go."

"Don't you want to stay for a meal? Despite Xiao Yu's young age, his cooking skills are at the level of a special chef."

"Ha! Do you think I have a lot of free time, either exercising or enjoying delicious food?

Thanks to someone, the schedule has become tight again. I have to catch a plane soon, so I can only have lunch on the plane..."

Gao Yuan glanced at someone with a slightly resentful look.

As the saying goes, the leader's words can cause his subordinates to break their legs. The plan was greatly advanced, so that Gao Yuan's holiday this month was once again ruined.

Although willingly.

But if you carry your own weight and move forward, others will have a peaceful time.

Sure enough... I still have resentment in my heart...

"Ahem! What about...hard work! Xiaoyu, did you see that? People who are better than you work harder than you. You need to learn this from Teacher Gao, you know?" Meng Lang coughed dryly and changed the subject.

"No, Xiaoyu, don't learn this from me.

You have to learn from other people's plans and win a victory thousands of miles away. Sometimes hard work is because you are not good enough. Really good people don't necessarily need to work harder..."

rash:"……"

Is this supposed to be a compliment to me?

But these are obviously complimentary words, so why do I sound a little guilty?

…

"Click!" As soon as the door was opened, Meng Lang noticed that a figure from behind opened the door of 1103.

Wearing a sports shirt and sweat on her forehead, Yan Weiwei, who had obviously just returned from training in Liangshanbo, turned her head immediately when she heard the movement behind her.

Seeing Meng Lang stunned for a moment, he was about to say something, but the next moment he looked past him and saw a pair of high heels walking out of the room...

"Um?"

Yan Weiwei's eyes narrowed dangerously in an instant...

You already have Begonia, how dare you hide your beauty in a golden house?

But the next moment, another little head poked out of the room, and the murderous aura in Yan Weiwei's body disappeared instantly.

"Sister Weiwei, you are back."

"Well! I just came back. This is..." Yan Weiwei unclenched her fists and nodded, her eyes falling on Gao Yuan.

A professional skirt, a small suit, no makeup, but it shows the natural beauty of the face.

What's even more rare is that the whole body exudes an intellectual beauty.

Even Yan Weiwei, who is very confident in her appearance, has to admit that this is definitely a rare beauty.

"Oh! This is Director Gao Yuan, I mentioned it to you before."

Meng Lang sweated inwardly and quickly introduced.

Sure enough, fate still didn't miss the opportunity to hit my waist...

Fortunately, Xiaoyu is here today...

Meng Lang calmly pushed the "Xiao Yu Brand" conspicuous bag behind him forward.

"Are you Gao Yuan?" Yan Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile that was somewhat contrary to her will. "I have admired you for a long time."

Meng Lang and Lin Haitang mentioned this rich woman more than once.

Not only did Hu Yifei's company rely on the other party to come back to life, not to mention that Hu Yifei was also the largest investor in "Flying Life"...

But what she didn't expect was that a strong woman with so many properties would actually be such a beautiful young woman.

In terms of appearance, she is as good as Lin Haitang, and in terms of wealth, she is even better than her, a little rich woman...

Sensing the warning hidden in Yan Weiwei's eyes, Gao Yuan glanced at Meng Lang with a half-smile, and then took the initiative to extend her hand.

"Hello, this is Miss Yan Weiwei. I heard Meng Lang mention you. I heard that you intend to invest in the film and entertainment industry. Maybe we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future."

"Of course, speaking of which, we are still co-investors of "Flying Life". Thanks to you, I have made a lot of money."

"Haha! That's really my honor."

The two of them held hands together, and they were both smiling, but Meng Lang and Xiao Yu shrank their necks in unison.

"So what are you doing today..." Yan Weiwei cast an honest look at Meng Lang.

"Oh! Then what... am I not the special consultant hired by Director Gao? Today I specially invited the leader to report on the work." He said and winked at Gao Yuan.

Reporting?

Yan Weiwei looked suspicious.

I've only heard of subordinates making a special trip to the leader's house to report on their work, but I haven't heard of anyone doing the opposite...

Gao Yuan received Meng Lang's hint, but a narrow smile flashed in her eyes.

"Yeah! Yes, I have always admired Mr. Meng's talent and have long wanted to know more about him.

We have known each other for so long, and today is the first time I come here. Although he is a single man, surprisingly, even the bedroom is very clean. "

Meng Lang is so sweaty!

I asked you to talk about work, what about the bedroom?

You can appreciate my talent, but don’t stress about understanding it in depth!

Doesn’t it just give you 996? As for putting small shoes on for leaders? The road is narrow! Hey!

Sure enough, Yan Weiwei's eyes suddenly turned evil...

"Ahem! Don't you have a flight to catch? I'll see you off."

Worried that Gao Yuan, who had been holding back her bad feelings, would suddenly burst out with some "tea talk", Meng Lang planned to see the guest off quickly.

However, Gao Yuan was not in a hurry this time.

She looked at her watch, "Well... Actually, it's not that fast to look at the time. The worst thing is to change the flight...

By the way, didn’t you just say that Xiaoyu is a good cook? Xiaoyu, if you don’t mind, can I try your cooking? "

"This..." Meng Lang's face froze.

"Of course, teacher, I'll go cook now, it'll be quick!" The hospitable Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly.

"Teacher?" Hearing this title, Yan Weiwei was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? Didn't Meng Lang tell you in advance? He asked me to be Xiaoyu's extracurricular teacher.

With our relationship, how could I refuse?"

Hey, hey! We are pure comrades-in-arms, okay? Don't say something that is so easy to be misunderstood...

Yan Weiwei couldn't hear Meng Lang's inner cry, and she pulled out a slightly stiff smile, almost gritting her teeth.

"Really... This guy still likes to make his own decisions as always..."

"No, I think men with their own opinions are more attractive, hehe..."

"...It seems that Director Gao, you really admire him! "Of course, but don't call me Mr. Gao. Just call me Gao Yuan in private, just like Meng Lang. ”

“…”

Watching Yan Weiwei grit her teeth as Gao Yuan, who was smiling, led her hand in hand into the door of room 1103, Meng Lang stayed where he was, disheveled in the wind.

Hey, hey!

The script didn’t tell me that there would be such an emergency today!

Could it be that the brothers knew about it again but didn’t report it?

Yes, you are carrying the burden in the front, but I am not really living a peaceful life in the back!

I am under a lot of mental pressure reading the tragic battle reports from the front every day!

Life is already so hard, why should we be targeted by the whole world?

If Yan Weiwei, this little lemon, exaggerated and reported to Lin Haitang, they might have to get the marriage certificate again tomorrow...

After working hard for several lifetimes, we are back to the time before liberation?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly followed.

“Miss Gao, you sit down first, I’ll go in and change my clothes...”

Obviously, he was no match for Gao Yuan at all. Master Yan, whose blood pressure soared after being provoked by a few words, finally lost.

“Okay! The guest follows the host’s wishes. "

Gao Yuan, smiling, sat on the sofa in the living room and glanced at the layout of the house casually.

Hmm... Why do I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

"Chairman Gao, I didn't offend you, did I? Why did you say that..."

Taking advantage of Yan Weiwei's departure, Meng Lang said to Gao Yuan speechlessly.

"Hmm? What I just said, is not an objective fact?" Gao Yuan looked innocent.

Meng Lang was speechless.

Yes, every sentence you said is an objective fact, but every word is full of subjective consciousness.

I admit that you are also a communicator who is good at being misunderstood...

"You suddenly changed your mind and stayed, you are sincere, right..."

"Yes! It's sincere!" Gao Yuan smiled and admitted generously.

"Didn't you say that it's best to sit in the back row when watching a play, so that you can't see the play clearly but you can see the people watching the play clearly?

In the past, I just watched people, and today I finally sat in the front row... It's not too much to ask for half a day off, right? ”

Meng Lang: “…”

Isn’t that too much?

You stayed here to watch the show, didn’t you?

Gao Yuan smiled and glanced at Yan Weiwei’s bedroom, then looked at Meng Lang meaningfully.

“Haha! Women’s sixth sense is very accurate. No wonder Haitang always looks hesitant every time she mentions Miss Yan…”

Meng Lang: “…”

Fuck! No way?

With just these few clues, you can guess my emotional line almost exactly?!

Besides Master Duan Xian, there is actually someone so terrifying?

“Haha! Sure enough…there is a story between you…”

The instant break in defense allowed Gao Yuan to catch the unnaturalness on Meng Lang’s face, which further confirmed her guess.

Meng Lang was immediately numb, and had the urge to turn around and run away immediately.

This guy actually tried to trick me again!

Although I didn’t say anything at all…

No! Don’t look at my micro-expressions anymore!

“Why, you don’t want to play both sides, do you? "Gao Yuan looked at Meng Lang with a dangerous look in her eyes.

I can tolerate your peaceful life, but such romantic things are too much!

"How is it possible!"

Even if I want to, fate will not agree!

The bloody lesson is right in front of me...

Pretending to be calm, she turned around and tried to avoid the other party's "mind reading". Knowing that denying it now would be useless, she could only sigh deeply.

"I never thought that things would develop to this point today. As for this story...it's a long story..."

"Well! You can also make it short."

"If you make it short...ah! If there are three people walking together, there must be my body..."

Gao Yuan: "? ? ? "

What do you mean?

There must be a teacher among three people?

So choose one of the two? Choose the better one and follow it?

...

Yan Weiwei took a long time to change her clothes this time.

When they came out, they found that she had just taken a shower, her hair was wet, and her body was still emitting the fragrance of shower gel...

Compared to her usual slightly conservative dress, Yan Weiwei was wearing unusually cool clothes today.

Especially the silk miniskirt and a pair of shining long legs, which controlled Meng Lang for three seconds...

"Bang~Bang~Bang~Bang~"

Meng Lang, who was eating his meal and trying not to look around, could only sigh in his heart.

If you demonstrate, just demonstrate. Using this as a test for cadres is too much...

Recite the Pure Heart Mantra silently in your heart.

I can't see, I can't see...

Then the next moment, he saw a piece of soft and waxy ribs being put into his bowl.

He raised his head with a stiff neck and saw Gao Yuan with a gentle smile on her face.

"I heard from aunt that you like to eat this. Come on, eat more."

rash:"……"

Yan Weiwei: "..."

Good guy, there is so much information in one sentence, you are determined to light a fire in my backyard, right?

"Crack!"

The next moment, a crisp click sound was heard.

Several people looked in shock and saw that Yan Weiwei was still smiling, but the white porcelain bowl in her hand had a few cracks...

"Gu~" A neat swallowing sound.

Gao Yuan: "..."

Although there are some differences in understanding.

But amazingly, she suddenly understood Meng Lang's homophone line...