The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"Boom!"

Just when Meng Lang was seriously thinking about whether to increase his performance, a sudden knock on the door startled him.

Who would come to him so late?

Could it be...

Meng Lang couldn't help but swallowed, "Who?"

"Uncle, I am Xiaoyu."

"Huh~" Meng Lang, who was slightly relieved, went over to open the door and saw Xiaoyu standing at the door holding a lunch box.

"Uncle, this is a greeting gift for the new neighbors." Xiao Yu handed the lunch box to Meng Lang with a smile.

"This... look, I haven't prepared anything." Meng Lang was a little embarrassed.

He actually asked a little girl to do enough etiquette.

It’s really embarrassing to the old Meng family.

"No, this is also today's thank you gift."

"Then...well, I won't be polite."

Meng Lang stopped being pretentious. After taking it, he got closer and smelled it, and an alluring aroma suddenly emanated.

"It's just some home-cooked food. I hope uncle won't dislike it."

"How could it be? I haven't eaten yet, but Xiaoyu has been a big help! By the way, where is your sister?" Meng Lang looked into the next room.

"My sister is asleep. She is usually very busy and has to go out to work soon, so she needs to rest for a while."

Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

Going out to work so late?

what occupation?

"What does your sister do?" he asked confused.

"She's a lawyer, a gold medal lawyer!" When she mentioned her sister, Xiaoyu's smile couldn't help but bring out a hint of pride.

Golden lawyer? Live here?

Still have to work the night shift?

Is the involution of domestic legal elites so terrible now?

Meng Lang couldn't associate the words "golden lawyer" and "low-rent housing" together for a while.

But soon there was a sudden flash of lightning in his mind.

lawyer? Xiaoyu’s sister is actually a lawyer?

What is a lawyer?

If you are well, I will be a backup till you grow old; if you are not well, I will be your life-saving straw.

But if the life-saving straw is done well, it can save the person, but if it is not done well, the person will sink. This is a high-risk profession!

The country is no better than a beautiful country. Once a seed is posted online, seven or eight lawyers and a dozen juries will come to watch.

Under the comprehensive domestic environment, if someone can rise to the level of judicial proceedings, most matters are not trivial.

Therefore, the lawyer's litigation process often involves many fierce conflicts of interest, such as property, interests, freedom of life, and even life games, etc.

Lawyers handle more cases, and it does not rule out that some people with extreme ideas will blame the attorney for conflicts between the two parties.

If your lawyer is strong and can dominate the court and turn the tide, the losing party will definitely hate you.

If a lawyer has poor abilities, for example, if he meets a well-known lawyer named "Zhang Wei" in a certain apartment, and asks him to be his lawyer, he is originally the superior party, but ends up giving him a twenty-year sentence. Then he may even have the intention to kill someone!

In short, this profession is too easy to offend people!

Meng Lang had been wondering before, what was the murderer's motive for killing Xiao Yu?

Was it a last-minute idea? An "indiscriminate crime" in which the target of killing is designated at will.

Or did he have some grudge against Xiao Yu, so he would kill him in revenge with cruel means.

But a little girl who is only six years old, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for her to have such a deep hatred against others, right?

Then there is only the possibility that Xiaoyu's family and the murderer will become enemies.

"The most painful way to cause a person is never direct physical destruction..."

A line suddenly popped into Meng Lang's mind.

"Well, it's convenient for your sister... Forget it, it seems like it's not very convenient today. Could you please contact me when your sister is free tomorrow?" Meng Lang said.

"Huh? Are you looking for my sister?"

"Oh, I just encountered some legal problems and wanted to ask a professional for advice."

Meng Lang found an excuse, then skillfully took out a dozen business cards from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Xiaoyu.

"This is my business card. It has a phone number on it. Please give her a call when she has time."

"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely tell my sister."

"Then thank you Xiaoyu, and your lunch box."

After returning to the room, Meng Lang opened the lunch box.

The crystal-clear shredded potatoes in vinegar, the steaming scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a few green vegetables all exude an attractive oily shine under the light, and the aroma is overflowing.

A few simple home-cooked dishes and a small portion of rice made Meng Lang's index finger move.

He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

After devouring the last grain of rice in the lunch box, Meng Lang collapsed on the bed and patted his belly with a satisfied look on his face.

"She is well-behaved, sensible and has learned good cooking skills. What kind of fairy sister is she... I really want one..."

Xiaoyu's sweet smile just now appeared in my mind for no reason.

Such a little angel should not have such a fate...

He had already made a decision in his mind, and immediately climbed out of bed, then opened Taomao on his cell phone and started searching.

If you want to execute your plan, you must first purchase some tools.

Unexpectedly, a 404 page popped up the next moment.

【sorry! The state strictly prohibits the illegal manufacture, sale and purchase of controlled devices! 】

"emmm..."

Sometimes it’s a little troublesome to live in a peaceful and peaceful country...

Forget it, let's go to the market tomorrow.

He turned on his phone again, but this time he didn't want to shop, but started frantically downloading apps.

Daniel, Xiaoman, a certain treasure, a certain...

Without exception, they are among the top lending platforms in the country.

"Ding dong! Your bank card has received 30,000 yuan."

"Ding dong! Your bank card has received 20,000 yuan."

"Ding dong! Your bank card has received 50,000 yuan."

"Ding dong! Your bank card has received 50,000 yuan."

"Ding dong..."

…

The next day, when Meng Lang woke up with some red and swollen eyes, his first action was to check his bank card balance.

568,000!

Meng Lang's eyelids jumped as he stared at the balance on his phone. After a long time, he finally let out a long breath, filled with emotion.

"So, if you don't borrow money, you don't know how rich you are..."

There were a total of nine credit cards, each with a credit limit of between 30,000 and 50,000, with a total credit limit of 280,000, all of which were withdrawn by Meng Lang.

As for online platforms, Meng Lang himself couldn’t even remember how many he had borrowed from.

In the end, Meng Lang fought until 2 o'clock in the morning and successfully shouldered a huge debt.

What Meng Lang paid was a credit that was overdrawn to almost the limit, plus a high interest rate with an annualized interest rate of no less than 18%.

With such a high capital cost, anyone who dares to borrow and invest in this way will probably be considered a madman by everyone, even if he is a stock god!

Dangerous actions, readers in front of the LCD screen should not imitate.

Unless, of course, you also have an "autobiography" that can predict the future...

Meng Lang got up and stretched his muscles, but as soon as he twisted his neck, he felt a sharp pain. "Ouch!"

have to! Stiff neck.

Meng Lang rubbed his neck with a look of helplessness.

"Sure enough, the primitive accumulation of capital must be accompanied by pain and suffering..."

After talking about Versailles, Meng Lang looked at the time. It was already half past eight in the morning.

He took out a business card and dialed the number on it.

"Hello! Hello, are you Teacher Tony..."