My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 16 Investing Without a Soul

The next day, the company had a morning meeting.

"What have you been doing these two days, kid? I heard from Ma Qiao that you refused to invite you to participate in customer development activities yesterday?"

"Ah, I've been too busy these two days... Si Liu~"

"What are you busy with?" Lao Zhang wondered.

"Busy to save myself, busy to save others, and also busy fighting wits and bravery with evil forces with assets worth hundreds of billions... Hiss~"

"So busy, why don't you have time to drink health-preserving tea here with a thermos cup? Besides, I think it's better for you to go to the hospital for treatment first..."

Lao Zhang thought that meng lang was starting to talk poorly again, so he rolled his eyes, and then glanced into his thermos.

"Red dates, cloves, tangerine peel...these are all things to nourish the stomach?"

"Oh, as expected of me, Uncle Zhang, an expert! How about it, is my match okay?"

"It's okay! You're just mixing together a bunch of plausible things. Many medicinal properties are contradictory. Drinking tea will make you drink like a mess!"

"Ah? Then how should I match?"

"If you want to nourish your stomach, you have to choose Pu'er tea first. Black tea and barley tea are also good. Young people like you who are full of energy and blood have strong self-recovery ability. There is no need for fancy things, just simple conditioning is good.

Also, drinking tea is just for conditioning, and the key point is to exercise more. The so-called movement will not weaken, and use will not retreat. To strengthen the body means to strengthen the internal organs.

The other thing is to eat less junk food, raise it for a hundred days, waste it for a day, no matter how well it is raised, it is easier to destroy than to build..."

"Yeah!" Meng Lang nodded and raised his own questions from time to time.

For example, "The actual medicinal value of Cordyceps sinensis and bird's nest donkey-hide gelatin", "The application of meridians and five elements in health preservation", etc...

Two people, each with a vacuum flask, sat in a corner and had an in-depth and friendly discussion and consultation on the topic of "health preservation".

The content of the chat accidentally reached Ma Qiao's ears behind him, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

One in their 50s and the other in their 20s, sitting together and discussing the "feasibility of pairing beer with goji berry", this scene is as weird as it sounds...

After talking for a long time, he saw that Meng Lang was not impatient at all. Instead, he listened more and more enthusiastically, and finally started to take notes in a small notebook.

That demeanor is like a top student listening to the key points of the "compulsory questions for the college entrance examination" in class, which is called "a matter of life and death".

This made Lao Zhang a little confused.

"I said, have you finally figured it out, kid, and are going to go home to take care of yourselves, so why don't you learn from me in advance?"

"If possible, I really don't mind going home for the elderly." Meng Lang sighed.

The urban routine is deep, and I want to go back to the countryside.

Not to mention the harsh living environment here, you can be imprisoned at every turn, a lawyer can get killed in a lawsuit, and a divorce case of a wealthy family can involve collusion between the government and businessmen...

Tired...

"Looks like you're in trouble?" Lao Zhang looked at Meng Lang seriously, and then smiled. "But go home to take care of the elderly? This is also used to deceive outsiders, not yourself."

"How to say?" Meng Lang asked in surprise.

"Everyone has a disease when they are young. It is called not turning back if they hit the south wall. Only when the bump is bruised and the face is swollen, and the bump is painful, will they be willing to turn around and go back.

You ask yourself, did you hit it? "

Squatting in prison for 20 years, is it a hit?

Meng lang asked himself.Maybe it was "serving a sentence on paper", so the hit was not painful enough?
"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean, wait until my nose is blue and my face is swollen?"

"Then I'll ask you, I'm telling you to go back now, will you go back?" Old Zhang asked back.

Meng Lang thought for a long time before shaking his head. "Conscience hurts."

"Hehe!" Old Zhang smiled and nodded at Meng Lang. "That's fine, just keep hitting!"

"Uh... Uncle Zhang, I remember that you advised me to go back quickly last time, why did you let me keep bumping this time? Why is your chicken soup sometimes salty and sometimes sweet?"

"Last time you didn't call hitting the south wall, you called looking for the south wall, I thought you couldn't find it, so I went back.

But today is different, I can see it from your eyes, you have found the south wall, since you have found it, if you go back without bumping into it, then you will regret it for the rest of your life. "

"Uncle Zhang, no wonder my dad said that he must come to you whenever he has any troubles! Every time I listen to you, I feel like listening to the Buddha teaching the Dharma at the altar. You are always here to save all living beings, right? "

"Heh! It seems that you have really improved, at least this flattery is in place."

"How to say this, I am speaking from the bottom of my heart!"

"Hmm! This face has also improved."

"Ha ha……"

The two were talking and laughing, Wang Zhi walked into the conference room with a straight face, and the noisy conference room immediately fell silent.

Even Meng Lang, who was not in the company, heard from Lao Zhang that Wang Zhiping had an extremely bad temper these two days.

No one wants to touch the other party's bad luck at this time.

"This morning's meeting..." Wang Zhiping just started.

【I love you so stupidly and naively that I regard your loneliness as a compatible soul, and it is because I am so serious because of my own faults, I believe you...】

The needle drop could be heard in the conference room, only the ringtone of the mobile phone reverberated loudly in the conference room, which was extremely ear-piercing.

The demonic melody was quite brainwashing, and many people couldn't help laughing, but Wang Zhiping's complexion became darker and darker.

Everyone's eyes focused on Meng Lang in unison.

"Excuse me, customer, I'm going to answer the phone." Meng Lang stood up while pressing the answer button.

You can't answer the phone during the meeting, with one exception, and that is the customer call...

"Mr. Meng, good news! Your 50 investment application has been submitted. When will you be free to sign?"

Meng Lang's mobile phone has been used for three years. It is an old antique that has been passed down since college, and he has never been willing to change it.

It may be that the components are aging, and the volume is turned up to the maximum, which is like a bee buzzing, so he is used to turning on the speaker mode at ordinary times...

Many people around immediately looked over in surprise.

Did you hear it wrong just now?

50 investment? !

For most people present, 50 is considered a huge sum of money.

This unobtrusive Meng Lang actually has such a fortune?Could it be that he is a rich second generation who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

Old Zhang looked at Meng Lang in astonishment.

How much net worth did meng lang have, how could he not know?Where did 50 come from!
Ma Qiao's face changed slightly, as if he had vaguely guessed something.

Meng Lang quickly smiled shyly at the surroundings. "Hehe, this customer is in a hurry."

Customer shit, customer!Really think we are deaf!

Wang Zhiping's face was also a little dark, but the other party had already mentioned the god of "customer", so there was no reason to stop him.

After Meng Lang went out to answer the phone, he didn't want to go in and make Wang Zhiping suffer, so he simply left the company and walked directly to Galaxy Securities.

He came here today to resign.

Originally, I wanted to tell Uncle Zhang not to leave, but now it's important to get down to business first.

……

"Mr. Meng, there are a total of 300 million Huaxia Energy put options. The premium you pay is 50, and the exercise time is one month.

The current stock price is 9.8 per share. You can sell at this price within one month. If there is no problem, please sign.

The contract takes effect immediately, and we will deduct 50 funds from your account. "Teacher Tony handed over the pen enthusiastically.

When Meng Lang signed without hesitation, the expression on Teacher Tony's face became even more enthusiastic.

The deal was concluded, and he had several thousand dollars in mentions alone.

"Mr. Meng, I still have some highly recommended investment products, you..."

"Let's talk about it next time. I'm so shy." Meng Lang interrupted him directly.

"Hehe! Mr. Meng was joking, with Mr. Meng's courage and financial resources..."

"I said that I can't even spend a penny on my credit card, do you believe me?"

"Uh...Mr. Meng really likes to joke."

Meng Lang stared at Teacher Tony seriously until the other's face became more and more exciting...

……

Walk out of the securities company with the contract in duplicate.

This was the biggest gamble Meng Lang had ever made in his life, but unfortunately there was no disturbance in his heart.

Spoiler Dog is so calm.

He shook his head with his hands behind his back.

"Oh! What a soulless investment..."

(End of this chapter)