"Bang!" "Bang, bang, bang!"...

There was a lot of commotion in the conference room, which lasted for a while, and everyone outside automatically imagined the scene of "a raging battle" inside.

After about ten minutes, the two finally came out of the conference room. Lao Zhang looked still angry, but Meng Lang looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Why are you still waiting? Why don't you go out and find customers? If your performance doesn't meet the standard this month, pack up and get out!" Zhang glared at Meng Lang fiercely.

"Oh." Meng Lang walked out of the office with a low eyebrow.

Wang Zhiping saw this scene through the glass window, with a sneer on his face...

…

"Alas~" Meng Lang, who walked out of the company, looked up depressedly at the suddenly gloomy sky.

There was no performance, the boss was offended, and Uncle Zhang was in trouble.

Why is it so difficult to establish a foothold in a big city...

"Hey! That's a good performance!" At this moment, there was a heavy weight on the shoulder, and Ma Qiao followed him out at some point.

Meng Lang glanced at him and said, "You know it again."

"Don't I know who Lao Zhang is? If you want to be a good salesperson, you must have a pair of sharp eyes that can see people." Ma Qiao smiled.

When Meng Lang heard this, he thought about what Uncle Zhang had just said about him, and he felt a little depressed.

"Do you also think I'm not suitable for sales?"

When Ma Qiao heard this, he widened his eyes and gave a look like you're making me laugh. "Is that a question of whether it's suitable or not?"

"Well……"

I was even more shocked.

"Buzz! Buzz!" At this moment, an Audi A4 suddenly stopped next to the two of them.

The roar of the engine caused by stepping on the accelerator seemed to deliberately show off its existence.

"Hey! Where are Brother Macho going? Do you want a ride?"

Meng Lang looked at the driver's seat. The person speaking was a young man with an air of arrogance and earrings.

Hmm, he looks familiar, he seems to be a colleague in the company.

"A-Cheng? That's ok! What's the deal?" Ma Qiao saw the person coming clearly and smiled, stepping forward and patting the rather showy red car.

"Hey! I made a little money by investing. How about it? Is it okay?"

"What do you mean it's okay? It's like relying on a gold horse and a saddle. You've suddenly joined the upper class? This car must cost hundreds of thousands."

"400,000, a round number is auspicious!" Acheng said with some pride.

"Hey! Are you getting rich?"

"Hey! I made a little money from stock trading."

"What kind of stock is so sexy?"

"Don't say that my brother won't fly with you. Huaxia Energy has gone crazy recently. How about we come and play together?"

"I'd better forget it. You guys have good performance and your monthly commissions are tens of thousands. I'm a moonlight earner, so how can I afford to speculate in stocks?"

"Okay, if you regret it, don't say that our brothers are unjust. How about we get in the car and take a spin?"

"Forget it, I still have to go to the gym, maybe next time."

"Okay, I'll see you next time at the gym. See you then. The little girl I just picked up yesterday is still waiting for me, hehe!"

Before leaving, he glanced at Meng Lang next to Ma Qiao, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"Buzz! Buzz!" The red Audi roared away, causing passers-by to look sideways.

Ma Qiao turned around and found Meng Lang standing there, dumbfounded.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?"

"Ah? Oh! It's okay." Meng Lang came back to his senses and asked with a strange expression. "That person just now was from a group?"

"Well, Chen Cheng, my relatives are all civil servants and have a wide network of contacts. They joined the company at about the same time as me, and they are doing pretty well. They often go to the gym where I work to pick up girls.

But you have also seen that he is public and prefers to show off."

Ma Qiao is a know-it-all and knows almost everyone in the company.

What's particularly amazing is that he seems to be able to get along well with everyone regardless of religion or school, and is a brother-in-law with everyone.

"Chen Cheng..." Meng Lang looked thoughtful.

First, I met Mr. Tony and talked about Amway, then everything went wrong in the company, and then I met Chen Cheng, who showed off his wealth with a luxury car...

And what a coincidence, "China Energy" was mentioned...

Meng Lang couldn't help but enter a state of reasoning called "hindsight".

Assuming that I had not read that "autobiography"... would my life trajectory really be as described in the book...

Think about it, just when you are down and confused, and suddenly a proven opportunity to make a fortune is presented to you, would you be tempted?

How come we are all human beings, so they can drive luxury cars and hang out with pretty girls, but I can’t even pay the rent?

Let me just say it! I am not an impulsive person at all, how could I be so impulsive as to borrow money to trade in stocks!

But with this combination of punches hitting three times in a row, I'm afraid I can't even think about it without being impulsive!

Meng Lang seemed to have had an enlightenment, and instantly understood the cause and effect of the whole incident.

Is this "my future"?

Ma Qiao looked at Meng Lang's absent-minded look, thinking that he was aroused by Chen Cheng, and frowned slightly.

"I said, you don't have any evil intentions, do you?"

"Huh? What evil thoughts could I have?" Meng Lang looked at him doubtfully.

"There is no best. I thought you also wanted to trade in the stock market. Let me give you a piece of advice. The stock market is risky, so you need to be cautious when entering the market!"

"How is that possible, stock trading? In my life..."

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, Meng Lang suddenly froze.

Wait! I was just thinking about how not to make the same mistakes again, but I didn’t realize that the “pitfalls” I encountered in my future life in the “autobiography” were opportunities for me now.

On the importance of reverse thinking!

Who could have known that a stock market crash would occur in the near future?

It’s just me!

Isn’t this unique inside information? This is the information gap!

But here comes the problem. How can I have the capital to speculate in stocks when I have to worry about next month’s rent?

Meng Lang was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head nervously.

"Um...can you lend me some money?"

Ma Qiao: "..."

…

Of course, the money was not borrowed.

Not only did he not borrow it, Ma Qiao also turned around and left with a sullen face. The boat of friendship capsized at the first sign.

Meng Lang could only lament that borrowing money was indeed the touchstone of friendship.

He hurriedly scanned a shared bicycle and rushed to the rental house.

Went upstairs, closed the door, locked it, and moved a bunch of debris to block the door.

Close the curtains and turn on the night vision function of your phone to check if there are any hidden cameras in each room.

After confirming that the security level had been raised to the highest level, Meng Lang walked into the bedroom with a little peace of mind and turned on the desk lamp.

I dug out the "Misery of Life" book that made me gnash my teeth yesterday from the trash can, carefully placed it on the table, and carefully wiped away some stains.

Meng Lang was extremely glad that he didn't burn it on impulse yesterday.

He took a deep breath and opened the pages of the book again like a pilgrim. He moved gently, like the most devout believer reading the Bible.

The result is the next moment.

"Huh?" Meng Lang was surprised.

Why does this handwriting seem to have faded?

Meng Lang adjusted the light and angle of the desk lamp and looked at it carefully for a while to confirm that this was not his illusion.

If the font last night was normal bold, then the transparency has now been pulled to 50%.

How could it still fade? Meng Lang was dumbfounded.

For a moment, the fonts on the book seemed to fade a little.
To be continued...