The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"morning!"

"Good morning, Lawyer Lin."

Lin Haitang walked into Zhongtian Law Firm and came to his office.

Just as he put down his briefcase and picked up a document on the table, he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the corner of the bookshelf behind him.

After thinking about it, she turned on her phone and clicked on a camera-like APP...

Soon after……

Lin Haitang walked out of his office, looked up at the spherical monitor in the corner of the ceiling with a strange expression, and then came to the front desk of the company.

"Lawyer Lin, what's the matter?" The girl at the front desk stood up and asked when she saw Lin Haitang approaching.

"Xiao Wen, I would like to ask, has Lawyer Han come to the company today?"

"Oh! Lawyer Han, she came to the company very early in the morning. When I arrived, I happened to see her going out to meet clients.

What's wrong, Lawyer Lin, are you looking for Lawyer Han? "

"Oh, it's okay, it's nothing important. I'll contact her myself later."

"Okay Lawyer Lin."

…

On the other side, after the meeting.

Lao Zhang blew the wolfberry in the thermos cup and glanced sideways at Meng Lang.

"Your concentration has increased. I thought you were going to go crazy just now."

"Uncle Zhang, it's not that I don't want to get angry. The main reason is that the person I wanted to get angry at didn't come today. The sword is useless, so I am very sad."

"Hey! Your wings are really strong. Those who know it think you have made a list, and those who don't know it think you have already ranked first in performance!

Where did you deceive the customers? Finally enlightened? "

"What is cheating? Uncle Zhang, you know me. I would rather take the straight path than ask for the truth! We are simply getting what we need." Meng Lang yelled.

"Everyone gets what he needs? What do you give to others?"

"A piece of pie."

"Haha! That's not called cheating."

"Then tell me, when Taigong Jiang went fishing, didn't he draw a big cake for King Wen? Zhuge Liang was right, and didn't he draw a big cake for Liu Bei? These are all targeted! Can they be considered cheating?"

"Tai Gong Jiang? Zhuge Liang? You haven't seen me for the past few days. Do you think too highly of yourself?

Then Mr. Meng, tell me, what do you think after completing this order? "

"I can't speak highly of it, but I have some experience."

"tell me the story."

"Uncle Zhang, I would rather take it from the straight line than seek it from the song. What are the last two sentences? Not for Jinlin, but only for kings and marquises!"

I suddenly realized that I had chosen the wrong strategic route in insurance business from the beginning. The high-end route was the way to take off my career. "

"High-end route? What high-end method?" Lao Zhang looked at the other party in confusion.

"For example, I know a rich woman who is worth several billion. I first increase her favorability and then ask her to buy an insurance policy worth hundreds of thousands. That should be as harmless as buying snacks on the street, right?

Regardless of whether it’s about the mind or the wheel, I have a clear conscience, and I have neither broken the law nor violated any discipline. Am I perfect? "

"You use the 'for example' well. With such a rich woman, I also want to improve my favorability." Uncle Zhang looked at him sideways.

"Really? Really, the heroes think alike!"

"That's bullshit! If you think that you can meet a rich woman on the street and they can treat you to snacks, then I advise you to stop working and resign. It's better to just go to the street and wait!" Lao Zhang scolded with a smile.

"Oh! Originally, I really didn't want to do it, but you said that Manager Wang is like this. If I don't stay to see the outcome, it would seem that I don't respect the old leader."

"You! Alas! So, it is a bad habit of young people to love watching the excitement..."

"Uncle Zhang, please put back that smile on your lips, it looks unsteady."

"Go, go, go! I said, have you found your next home? Don't just like to imitate other people's "naked speech"!"

"We already have a goal. To be honest with Uncle Zhang, this company ranks among the top five in the domestic industry, with assets worth hundreds of billions. What do you think?"

"Top five in the country? Assets worth hundreds of billions? Hmm! It sounds good. China Life Insurance also meets this condition, so are you planning to switch to Pacific this time?"

"Pfft! Do you think I can only do insurance all the time?"

"That's not true. Maybe you can try working as a security guard or cleaning?"

"...Can you give me some positive chicken soup?"

"No, I noticed that you, kid, have been a little distracted lately? You are realizing that you are so lofty and lofty every day. In your mind, you are either a rich woman or someone worth hundreds of billions.

You can't do insurance well, why do you still think that someone else will let you be the CEO?

Even if I work for you, the company will probably go bankrupt in less than two years! "

emm…

Uncle Zhang, although what you said hurt my heart, it hit the nail on the head. I couldn’t refute it...

The cruel reality is that the vast majority of people in the world are mediocre.

They work hard throughout their lives just to live a relatively mediocre life.

Meng Lang does not belong to the category of genius. He has no rigorous thinking, no smooth means, and sometimes he is a little too naive.

Put aside an "autobiography" that can see through life.

He is just an ordinary person who is a bit literary, likes fantasy, and has a slightly positive outlook on life.

"Uncle Zhang, you are right, so I am trying hard to calm myself recently, such as reading more." Meng Lang said seriously.

Countless mediocrities stacked together...should be considered some kind of genius, right?

After all, the Three Stooges are better than Zhuge Liang, right?

"Okay, I don't care how you settle. Do you know what day next week is?"

"Next week?" Meng Lang thought for a while and said with some uncertainty, "What's your birthday?"

"Poof!" Lao Zhang spit out a mouthful of wolfberry tea!

He glared at Meng Lang, "Qingming Festival next week!"

"Uh..." This is embarrassing.

"You tell me, why would you mention this if you have nothing to do?" Meng Lang laughed dryly.

"I'm reminding you on behalf of Lao Meng that if you have nothing to do, go back and worship your ancestors next week! You two, father and son, can you not let me, an outsider, be the microphone?"

"Did my dad ask you to send a message?"

"Otherwise? Is your Lao Meng family's surname engraved on my ancestral grave?" Lao Zhang rolled his eyes at him.

"Why don't you just tell me." Meng Lang muttered.

"Telling you? With the bad tempers you two have, your good words will eventually turn into bad words!"

"Then why didn't my mother tell me?"

"Your mother really wants to let you go back, but she always says that the transportation is inconvenient and the distance is long. If you don't have to worry about it, you can do it less. Isn't she reluctant to have you running back and forth?

It’s strange that she can speak!

According to your Lao Meng's original words, your mother almost wanted to move all the ancestral graves to Sioux City for you during the Qingming Festival. "

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…

After walking out of the company, Meng Lang sighed slightly.

"I've been out for so long, it's really time to go home and take a look..."

Meng Lang couldn't help but have a warm smile on his face when he thought of his mother smiling and busy in the kitchen every time she went home during the winter and summer vacations, and how she wanted to stuff the entire suitcase before leaving.

"Move the ancestral graves to Sioux City?"

Thinking of his father's joke, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"'New Meng's mother moved three times'? My mother is really a fucking genius!"