My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 160 I am in charge of post-processing

East Street, Ma Kee Mutton Shop.

Cheng Biao sat in the box with a gloomy expression that could drip water.

His heart is undoubtedly broken at this time.

As a cultured hooligan, before he was imprisoned, he had already figured out a way out, and secretly exchanged all his funds into Bitcoin.

At that time, I didn't think much about it, but the cunning rabbit's three caves left me an extra way out.

Unexpectedly, in 2017, the price of Bitcoin soared like a rocket. The original tens of millions of funds suddenly soared to more than 3 million, which can be described as unintentional.

This made him ecstatic, ready to do a big job after he gets out of prison!
But as soon as he came out, he found that everything had changed.

Brother betrayed, the company under his name is already heavily in debt, and most importantly...the money is gone!
He can be said to have nothing now, everything is like the moon in the water in the mirror, and in the end, the bamboo basket fetches water in vain...

"Brother Biao!" The familiar voice from the door interrupted his thoughts.

Looking up, he saw a young man with slightly dark skin and a cropped cut came in from the outside with an excited face, and gave Cheng Biao a bear hug as soon as he came up!
"Brother Biao! You finally came out!"

This young man was in his 20s, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall man with a height of 1 meters. Cheng Biao, who was also tall, was hugged by him, and he still looked a head short.

The weather in April is slightly chilly, but this young man is only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and the muscles on his body prop up the clothes with sharp edges and corners.

It's just that there are many bruises on his face, it seems that he has just fought with someone not long ago.

"Ah Xing!" Cheng Biao finally showed a smile when he saw the young man. "How about it, didn't you suffer in the bureau?"

"No, it's just that the food is not good, hehe!" Ah Xing said with a nonchalant expression.

"Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble? I thought you would cleanse me up, but it turned out to be the other way around today." Cheng Biao shook his head.

"Brother Biao! It's really not my fault. Those guys bumped into my Xing's head. The key point was that I was riding a small electric donkey!
He dared to make a move first, and then yelled at me that there was something in his face after the move!

I've been around for so many years, and I've never seen such arrogance!
And I didn't do anything, so I punched him, and the guy lay down on the ground and said that his nose was broken. Do you think it's annoying?

If I run into these dogs again, I will..."

Ah Xing was talking with a face of displeasure, only to realize that something was wrong with Cheng Biao's face, and immediately bowed his head obediently.

"Uh...Brother Biao, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I... I shouldn't hit people. You educated me before going in. Now that we are a society ruled by law, we should use legal weapons to protect our own rights..."

"Bullshit! Can't you see it at all, is this a game?" Cheng Biao hated iron for steel.

"Ah? Game? What game?" Ah Xing looked at a loss.

Cheng Biao couldn't help covering his face.

It doesn't matter if you don't find out beforehand, but you still know it later.

Not to mention anything else, just your head and muscles, who would dare to come up and touch porcelain with a pestle there?

This guy is still the same, everything is fine, but his brain is not working...

"That...Brother Biao, am I okay here? Brother Dazhi has an acquaintance in the police station, and he was released for me within two days."

Brother Dazhi?Then you have to thank others for co-authoring?
Cheng Biao was really powerless to complain.

"Didn't I give you the company's BMW before? What the hell is riding a small electric donkey?"

"Oh, brother Dazhi said that the company's business is difficult recently, and he has to take care of you in prison for the boss. Many brothers are almost unable to pay wages, so the car was sold as an emergency, and it was used as a pension for an injured brother.

You don't know, some of the brothers are old and some are young, and they immediately knelt down to Brother Dazhi.

Brother Biao, Brother Dazhi really has nothing to say to the brothers, just one word... about loyalty! "A Xing stretched out a thumb.

"I..." Cheng Biao was so hung up that he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Can't you see that people are being generous to others, taking the opportunity to buy people's hearts?
"These things, why didn't you tell me earlier..." he said quietly.

"Brother Dazhi said that the difficulties are temporary. You can't let Brother Biao worry about the brothers outside while you are inside, so every time I go to see you, I will report good news and not bad news." A Xing scratched his head.

It's good to report good news but not bad news!

Cheng Biao felt depressed.

At that time, I was only thinking about one article and one military, thinking that Hu Dazhi and Ah Xing were both brainless and loyal, and they could check and balance each other, help each other, and look good on the brothers and the company.

Unfortunately... I was wrong...

I thought I was using Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun, but unexpectedly, it was Sima Yi and Xu Chu...

This silly batch!

"Then what's the matter with the wound on your face? One or two punks beat you up like this?"

"Oh! That's not true. My injury was caused by underground boxing. Last week, a Muay Thai master came and it took a little effort to beat him down." Ah Xing grinned.

"Black boxing? Why are you doing this again? Didn't I say you shouldn't touch it?" Cheng Biao stared.

Ah Xing shrank his neck.

"Brother Dazhi said that it takes a lot of money to get you out. I'm thinking about boxing to make money quickly."

"you……"

Cheng Biao opened his mouth, but finally heaved a long sigh, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder heavily.

"Punching hurts too much. I'm old and sick. Don't do it in the future. Do you hear me?"

"Okay, I get it now."

"Forget it, stop talking, brother! Come on, sit down, let's eat and chat, old horse!"

"Brother Biao! What are your orders?" The chubby store owner came in.

"Let's serve."

"okay!"

Soon, the shop owner brought a hot steaming boiler to the table, and the milky white soup was tumbling, giving off bursts of tempting aroma.

"Sniff! Brother Biao, why is it so fragrant?" Ah Xing sniffled and swallowed.

Cheng Biao sneered.

"Dog Meat Hot Pot."

……

"Xiao Meng, let's have some hot-boiled mutton, you're welcome!"

"Auntie, I can do it myself."

At the same time, Meng Lang was also happily eating hot pot.

"Xiao Meng, this sweet-scented osmanthus fish is your aunt's specialty, eat more."

"Uncle, you are too polite, um! It's delicious! Auntie's skill is amazing!"

"Hah! This sauce is also well prepared!"

"Hehe! This kid is sweet!"

Duan's father was in his fifties, wearing a pair of glasses, he looked like an intellectual, but his face was still a little pale after the operation, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

Looking at Meng Lang who was patting rainbow farts while eating, Duan's father showed a gentle smile and picked up the teacup.

"Xiao Meng, I can't drink now. I will replace wine with tea to thank you today. Thank you for everything you have done. You are a timely help to our family."

"Hey! Uncle, don't thank me any more. I could hear cocoons when I entered the door. Let's make an agreement. I can't bear to say thank you."

"Okay, okay! Hehe! Let's not talk about it, come on, eat more."

Duan's mother looked at meng lang, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Then she looked at her daughter, who was buried in peeling shrimp, and poked her with her elbow.

"Don't just eat it, peel a shrimp for Xiaomeng."

Duan Xiaoyi looked up at her mother helplessly, but obediently peeled a shrimp for Meng Lang.

"Brother Meng, eat shrimp."

"Uh...Thank you." Meng Lang was a little embarrassed.

Duan's mother is determined to make a match, and it seems that Duan's father is also happy to see it succeed.

Duan Xiaoyi didn't dress neutrally like last time today, she was wearing simple home clothes.

The last time the clothes were looser, I didn't notice it. Today, Meng Lang found out that Duan Xiaoyi's figure is really not covered. With that 95-point appearance, she can be called a goddess of geeks, and she is still very lethal to ordinary people.

But he didn't intend to provoke another period of peach blossom disaster for himself.

Looking at Duan Xian, he gave Meng Lang a helpless look.

Usually a good brother, unreliable at critical moments...

It seems that I can only figure out a way to get out of the siege by myself, otherwise I am afraid that today's dinner will still come later.

"Xiao Meng, aren't you busy with work recently? Those who do live broadcasting must be like our Xiaoyi. They usually sit in front of the computer for a whole day. It's not good for your health if you sit for a long time.

If you have time, go out more, eat, watch movies, you young people must have a lot of common topics. "Mother Duan said with a smile.

The meaning of these words is basically very clear, simply summed up... We have no objection to your business!
Meng Lang wiped away the sweat in his heart.

"Cough! Auntie, to be honest, I've been really busy recently."

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Apart from work, I also have a crush on a girl...hehe."

"Ah? Do you have a sweetheart?" Duan's mother was stunned for a moment, her eyes were a little lost, but she still asked without giving up.

"Are you sure about it?"

Meng Lang sweated a little.

"Uh... not sure yet, but I'm working hard to pursue it, so I don't think it's a big problem."

As he spoke, he gave Duan Xian a wink.

"Oh, that's right! This guy told me last time that he thinks that girl has good conditions in all aspects." Duan Xian also chimed in.

"Mom, this is a private matter, why are you asking so clearly!" Duan Xiaoyi said dissatisfiedly.

Although she had no idea about Meng Lang, she was a little embarrassed to be rejected in public in such a disguised way.

"Cough! Xiaomeng, what do you do live broadcasting? I usually surf the Internet. Where are you live broadcasting? Let's go and support you."

Father Duan saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he quickly changed the subject.

Seeing this, Duan's mother had no choice but to give up, showing a slightly disappointed smile.

"Yes, Xiao Meng, I usually like to get acne marks, why didn't I see you?"

Seeing that the matter was finally over, Meng Lang smiled and said.

"Oh, I'm in our company, and I don't go directly to the camera to do live broadcasts."

"Not on camera? Then what are you doing?" Father Duan asked curiously.

"Well... let's explain it this way, they are in front of the stage, and I am behind the scenes.

They are in charge of interpretation, and I am in charge of post-processing..."

　I don't want to make too many excuses, but I'm too busy these two days, and I can't help it on May Day. After all, there are still families to take care of, so I will strive for more in the next few days.

　　The two chapters lost before will try to make up as soon as possible!Fist!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)