The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

When we returned to the rental house, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

Just as he was about to take out the key and open the door, he heard a woman crying from the room 302 next door.

Meng Lang's heart suddenly trembled.

Did something happen?

He walked to the door of 302 and listened carefully.

"Woohoohoo ~ You have no conscience, you do n’t answer the phone, and you do n’t reply to Fetion. I watched the funny variety show for a night by myself.

Unfortunately, I was worried that you were almost going to call the police, but in the end, they all went to the bar and forgot about me!

wrong! That Meng Lang who deserved to be killed with a thousand swords must have done it on purpose! right! He is deliberately looking for an opportunity to get rid of me and hook up with you!

Ouch~ (chew, chew~)

There is a lot of aluminum peng oil in my pocket...tonic lotus! "

"I can't bring my cell phone with me when I'm on stage. Besides, you don't know how to order takeout. Really."

"(Swallow~) The takeout is not as delicious as Xiaoyu's! Haitang, you have changed! You don't feel sorry for me at all..."

"Sister Weiwei, don't be angry, come on, eat more."

"Ouch~ (chew, chew~)"

Meng Lang's mouth twitched as he heard this.

Before going to the bar today, Lin Haitang did seem to have said that he asked Yan Weiwei to come over to accompany Xiao Yu in the evening?

It seems that I have indeed forgotten this matter, which is a sin.

But... Tonic Lotus?

This shouldn't be scolding me, right?

I wanted to go in and apologize, but I was worried about being kicked out by an angry Yan Weiwei.

Forget it, the best way to prevent a headshot is to temporarily avoid its attack...

…

Back in the room, Meng Lang washed up and then began to unpack.

The HP small home laser printer he purchased online has arrived, and he finally no longer has to take notes by hand.

It took more than half an hour to read the manual, plug in the power, and become familiar with the operation.

He did not choose to connect to the Internet. Like mobile phones, printers are also electronic products that may leak secrets.

Once connected to the Internet, data and information may also be stolen, not to mention that this is a foreign brand.

It is a pity that in 2018, there is not even a single domestic printer that can print. Even if it is a fantasy with good sales, it is only an OEM product.

So as soon as it is taken out of the box, it is already destined to only be played as a single player.

It's not that Meng Lang is too careful, but with the development of technology, privacy in this world has become increasingly difficult to protect.

Not to mention, Yuan Li is a lesson learned from the past!

These days, anyone who steals something might be watched by onlookers, and Meng Lang felt that he could never be too careful.

He didn't want to be careless and make headlines the next day.

When he was just a small insurance salesman, his pocket was cleaner than his face, and no one would pay attention to such a small person.

The class he lives in determines his uneventful daily life. At most, he will be framed, infected with a serious disease, or a plane crashes...

Well...well, his personal experience cannot be used as a general standard for the general public. This is a man who is envied by the world...

Ordinary people’s daily lives are nothing more than daily necessities of food, rice, oil and salt, and they are rushing for freedom of milk tea, freedom of crayfish, freedom of cherries... in the 996 blessing report.

Ma Qiao, Uncle Zhang, Duan Xian, and Teacher Tony were all ordinary people of the same class as him. Even if there was a conflict of interest, it was limited to competition in the ordinary sense.

But Gao Yuan, Cui Jizhong, Xu Jinsong... these friends and enemies have entered another social level.

The closer you are to money, the farther away you are from human nature.

From Xu Jinsong's several unscrupulous actions, Meng Lang was able to understand the turbulent waves and intrigues in the high places of this world.

If class is a mountain, then the closer you are to the foot of the mountain, the warmer it is like spring, and the closer you are to the mountain top, the colder it is to the bone!

Class jump can only bring freedom of wealth, while other freedoms are forcibly reduced.

In a sense, some freedom is sold in exchange for wealth and glory.

Many people just can't adapt to the sudden jump in social class and ignore the invisible constraints of the current class on people, so they quickly complete the class fall from the nouveau riche.

How can you enjoy the fragrance of plum blossoms without experiencing a bone-chilling cold?

If you want to gain something, you will naturally lose something.

At this time, Meng Lang's left foot was still at its original level, but his right foot had begun to enter another deep water area.

After tonight, he had to start thinking about whether he would enter the sight of those "big people" at any time, and the most important confidentiality work would naturally have to be put on the agenda.

"Hiss~his~his~"

After the printer buzzed slightly, more than twenty pages of A4 paper came out.

After sorting out the information he had just printed, a total of three materials were placed in front of him.

The first one is the comic "X Chronicles (Popular Science Edition)", from "Scream".

The second is "HLJ/18-17GD Gene Deletion Recombinant Virus (for Pigs)", which comes from "The Second Half of Her Life" and comes from 2030. It is the key information for the development of a live attenuated vaccine with gene deletion of African Z virus.

The third one is "Technology for Predicting the Asymptomatic Phase of Alzheimer's Disease from Peripheral Blood Neurogenic Exosomal Synaptic Proteins", from "The Old Man and the Sea", a medical paper from 2038, authored by Lin Xiaoyu.

"Now that we have the theories, how do we get them into the laboratory and finally commercialize them... The road is still long and long..."

Looking at the three pieces of future information in his hand, Meng Lang felt quite sad that the sword was useless and the hero was useless.

Putting aside the comics, each of the other two materials will probably cause quite a stir.

But now is not the time, and the external conditions are not mature.

Needless to say about the Z vaccine, the second brother's suffering has not yet begun, and there is not even a virus sample yet. It is only used to call Fobol.

As for Alzheimer's disease prediction technology, it is very suitable for making money, but without its own biotechnology company, it is difficult to explain the source and the benefits cannot be maximized.

On the contrary, the cartoon is not very sensitive. The problem is only how to spread it.

Even if it just arouses interesting discussions in the industry and slightly affects the future, I have done my own small part.

He held the comic in his hand and touched his chin, thinking.

Station B is not powerful, do I have to pay for the animation myself?

But it's so short, it can only be made into a short film of a few minutes, and the effect is hard to predict.

How about taking it to the publishing house tomorrow for consultation? It's better than doing nothing.

After making up his mind, Meng Lang locked the three documents in his hand into the drawer.

But looking at the old-fashioned copper key in his hand and the somewhat old wooden drawer, Meng Lang frowned.

As more and more "future data" are brought to the book, how to store them safely will become a problem.

He has planned that his mobile phone will only be used to record some insensitive information, including recording some keywords in code words that only he can understand.

Some future scientific and technological documents and materials need to be printed out and backed up. Fortunately, there are not many of them at the moment, so you don’t have to worry about them being too eye-catching.

But this is only a stopgap measure.

Whether it is future information or the "Autobiography" itself, there is an urgent need for an absolutely private and safe space to be properly kept.

A perfect storage environment requires at least a large number of books that can hide from the public eye, and a safe with the security level of a bank vault!

Judging from the ease with which Yuan Li was able to break in before, the word "safety" has nothing to do with this rental house.

"It seems...it's time to move..."

Meng Lang couldn't help but feel a little melancholy when he thought of this.

Money is not an issue. Renting a safer high-end community is a complete waste for Meng Lang now.

The problem is that once they move, it means being separated from Xiaoyu and the others.

As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, near water...cough! In short, distance often means that feelings will gradually fade away.

Then it will be difficult to eat the delicious food cooked by Xiao Yu.

If you don’t want to eat takeout, why don’t you go there every day? That would be tantamount to torture for a rice fanatic like me.

How about... find a brother to go to New Oriental?

Wouldn't it be too unprofessional?

I don’t know if I can even scream. What if someone “screams” again?

well! Employees have excessive self-awareness, and the boss also has a headache...