The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"Nenjiang, Heilongjiang Province..."

After chewing on this place name, it was obviously the first time I heard it, but it still seemed familiar.

I don’t know why, but I feel some sympathy for Manager Sun, whom I have only met once...

Shaking his head, he shook the strange feeling out of his mind.

The wings of my little butterfly flapped and flapped, and it was no surprise that I blew someone away.

As for how people were incited to fly, that was not what he should be concerned about now...

"Uncle Zhang, you specially asked me to come here today just to let me eat?"

"Am I free? I'm not your old Meng. The family business is getting bigger and bigger. Even raising a pig is on TV, but I feel more and more unsure.

No, let me keep an eye on you, don't make any scandals and ruin the good situation! "

"Well……"

Meng Lang was stunned.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally came back to my senses and finally understood why Lao Zhang was so earnest in telling him about his private life as soon as they met.

I'm afraid that in Lao Meng's eyes, the fate of Mengjia Village has been firmly bound to Meng Lang's emotional line...

Ever since Gao Yuan went to Mengshan Animal Husbandry, Lao Meng had called and gossiped about his relationship with Gao Yuan.

After all, no one is stupid. With an investment of more than 10 million, you can still say that some big bosses spend a lot of money without hesitation.

But the investment scale of Mengshan Animal Husbandry is becoming more and more exaggerated, and it is directly aiming for the level of ten small goals.

Can this be explained clearly by ordinary relationships?

People in the old Meng family still don’t know who Meng Lang is. He needs connections but no connections, background but no background, and talent...

Well, even if Lao Meng is thick-skinned enough, he thinks that he has a special person in Lao Meng's family.

But what level of talent is worthy of such a class jump?

The whole family thought about it and came up with the only answer... I'm afraid this soft girl coin is a bit soft...

Originally, as long as the person involved didn't mind this kind of thing, Lao Meng would admit it just for the sake of the well-being of the whole village.

However, judging from various clues, this is not a story about Meng Lang and one rich woman, but a story about several rich women...

As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, where can you find shoes that don’t get wet?

Life in the village is getting better and better, but Lao Meng can't help but worry about gains and losses, worried that all this will be just a dream after all.

It is no exaggeration to say that now he cares more about Meng Lang's emotional line than himself.

However, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Lao Meng, who is worried about doing things thousands of miles away, can only use Lao Zhang to remind Meng Lang from time to time...

"Uncle Zhang, if you ask me to come back often to check in, you just want to keep an eye on me for my dad, right?"

"Ahem! Xiaolang, I know that you young people have your own way of life, and we old guys shouldn't interfere too much.

But Uncle Zhang is someone who has been here before and has decades of life experience.

The Taoism in this world is nothing more than firewood, rice, oil and salt. The coldness and warmth of life are nothing more than the love between a man and a woman.

The city is prosperous, so don’t lose your true heart..."

What are you talking about?

Although it was a bit dumbfounding, this kind of care from the elders in the family still gave Meng Lang, who had a difficult life journey, a sense of comfort.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you talking about? Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. I have always regarded you as a guiding light.

To be honest, I was really a little impetuous during this time. "

Meng Lang sighed quietly.

“Obviously, in a short period of time, we have traveled a road that would take others a lifetime, so we have to look forward to Shu to see more and farther scenery.

Three thousand years ago, I gradually lost myself in my journey.

Once upon a time, my original dream was just to live in a corner, to be a policeman with an annual salary of one million..."

Well……

You, a police uncle with an annual salary of one million... I'm afraid there are other ways...

Lao Zhang resisted the desire to complain and carefully considered Meng Lang's words, which were obviously artistically processed.

Hmm... Three Thousand Floating Worlds, what is the following sentence?

What three loves do I have?

Lao Zhang twitched his lips.

As expected of a scholar, are the hints so subtle?

He couldn't help but patted Meng Lang on the shoulder sincerely.

"It's good to know that you are impetuous. Please note...the word "quiet" hides the word "struggle", the word "steadiness" hides the word "urgent", and the word "busy" hides the word "death".

The more you want to fight, the more calm your mind is. The more anxious you are, the more stable your mind is. "

Meng Lang nodded in agreement.

Master Zhang is worthy of being the guiding light. He hits the point in just a few words.

Faced with the current situation, you should prepare in advance instead of being anxious in advance.

This time the earth cracked. On the surface, it seemed that the enemy did not have martial ethics, but in fact it was because the hard power we had accumulated was not enough.

Reincarnation after reincarnation, matryoshka doll again and again, as long as the wings of my little butterfly keep stirring, the storm that changes the world will only intensify.

Manager Wang is like this, Manager Sun is like this, the Night Demons...

So is nature!

There is no enemy that time cannot overcome.

If so, it must be that you haven’t boiled it long enough!

As long as you firmly implement your own "professional turtle" route, be neither arrogant nor impetuous, and work steadily...

What alien seeds are you afraid of?

Although it will be a little inhumane.

But for the sake of world peace, we have to give the earth an "abortion shot"...

Earth:"……"

Seeing that Meng Lang looked quite educated, Lao Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is a word "knife" hidden in "color"...

He should have... heard this subtext, right?

The two scholars just played their own riddles and misunderstood their own misunderstandings...

…

"Pfft!"

Just when Meng Lang was thinking about how to inject the Earth bacteria, our Mr. Black Cat had just received the most significant injection in his life...

"What's this?"

Ning Shisan covered his arms and looked curiously at Professor Zheng with a solemn expression and the people in white coats behind him...

This scene of many white coats facing a formidable enemy seems to be somewhat different from the "euthanasia" atmosphere I imagined...

Professor Zheng carefully stared at the changing values ​​of various medical instruments and replied casually.

"Experiment No. 21."

"Uh...can you make it simpler and more popular?"

"Well... chimeric T cell stock solution produced using gene editing technology using antigenic virus vectors..."

Ning Shisan: “%￥#*\u0026%￥##@……”

After searching for all the superficial biological knowledge in his stomach, Ning Shisan suddenly started to sweat from his forehead when he thought of the peak human level of technology behind the mysterious organization...

"Hey! Is this the legendary T-virus?!"

Although I don’t mind walking a little faster, I do mind walking so frantically!

Professor Zheng: "..."

A group of doctors and nurses: "..."

If this guy wasn't trying to make fun of me, maybe the cancer cells had spread to his brain, right?

Facts have proved that misunderstandings will inevitably arise if you read too many books or too few books.

When meeting the experimental subjects in front of him, he had no rejection reaction and could tell "jokes" to lighten the atmosphere. Professor Zheng showed a rare smile and patiently explained.

"Well... although you have a very rich imagination, fundamentally speaking, the principle of this thing is really similar to the T virus.

It's just that one produces random mutations, while ours is just targeted treatment..."

Professor Zheng's words made Ning Shisan stunned on the spot.

He was just saying...

treat? !