My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 284 Let's Make Enmity

"Everyone, welcome! Weiwei is in Su City, so I am taken care of by you."

Yan Feng smiled very kindly, with a gentle attitude.

From the appearance, this old man that Yan Weiwei occasionally talks about is really not young.

Comparing it with Yan Weiwei's age, you can tell that this must be a classic case of "old woman".

No wonder he pinned all his hopes of inheriting the family business on Yan Weiwei.

Yan Feng's eyes swept across the crowd, and seemed to pause for a moment when he was on Meng Lang's body...

"No, it's Weiwei who takes care of us." Lin Haitang said politely with a smile.

"You are... Haitang, right? I remember that you came to Weiwei's house when she was in high school, and that was still in the capital.

Has it been six or seven years?In a blink of an eye, she has become a big girl, but she is getting more and more beautiful. "

"It's me, Uncle Yan still remembers me."

"Of course, Weiwei doesn't have many friends, and there are not many who have been talking about it all the time. I didn't expect to meet again in Suzhou City. It's fate. This is Xiaoyu, right? So cute."

After Yan Feng recounted the past with a smile, he took advantage of the situation and set his sights on Meng Lang.

"Who is this?"

"Oh! My name is Meng Lang, Cao Mengde's Meng, who rides the wind and waves with just one bag, Master Yan, I have admired him for a long time!" Meng Lang smiled harmlessly to humans and animals.

Yan Feng looked Meng Lang up and down. Apart from Fan Shigang, this Meng Lang could be said to be the only male companion that Yan Weiwei brought back this time.

You must know that Yan Weiwei has never brought a boy here to meet the parents before, this time she brought back a boy without any greeting, naturally he couldn't help thinking about it.

But after looking him up and down, Meng Lang looked very ordinary no matter what he looked like. He was handsome...not so obvious, but he was dressed...just low-key, and even his figure was obviously not the appearance of martial arts.

Isn't it in line with her view of choosing a mate?

Is it really a bag?
This girl... Don't want to make some fools of yourself again, right?
"Okay, you still plan to chat here, we're tired after driving for so long."

Seeing that Yan Feng had been sizing up Meng Lang, Yan Weiwei couldn't help but step forward to block the other's sight.

This is my secret weapon, and I can't let this old man know in advance.

The previous agreement was made by the old man on the premise that he was sure that he would not be able to climb to the top. If he broke the contract and quit, wouldn't his efforts be wasted?

"Hehe, that's right. I've already booked a reception banquet at the hotel. Everyone, please get in the car, Xiao Fan."

"Master!" Fan Shigang hurried forward and bowed to Yan Feng respectfully.

"Well! It's been hard this time. Your master also just arrived at the hotel in the afternoon. Let's go, you and I will drive together."

A trace of vigilance flashed across Yan Weiwei's eyes, and she cast a warning look at Fan Shigang, and then got into one of the luxury 7-seater MPVs with everyone.

Fan Shigang secretly groaned in his heart.

"Xiao Fan, I didn't have any hope this time. How did you convince that girl, Weiwei, please tell me carefully..."

Sure enough, as soon as the car started, Yan Feng in the car began to ask him about the specific situation of his trip to Suzhou City, especially Meng Lang's situation.

Fan Shigang didn't dare to offend Yan Feng, but he couldn't afford to offend Yan Weiwei and Meng Lang either.

Besides, I swore a poisonous oath...

They can only talk about "currently available information" as much as possible, but they are tight-lipped about what happened in the boxing gym.

"You mean, this Meng Lang is just one of Weiwei's tenants, or her suitor, and the relationship between the two is very close? Hmm...how close?" Yan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This one……"

Fan Shigang hesitated for a moment, but he looked at Yan Feng's staring eyes...

"I don't know the details, but what is certain is that the fingerprint lock of Master Yan's house has Brother Meng's fingerprints..."

"Huh?" Yan Feng's old eyes stared.

what? !

Doesn't this mean that going in and out is like your own home?
Yan Feng's face suddenly darkened...

……

The crowd walked for about half an hour and arrived at the Tanglong International Hotel in the south of Anxi City.

Then I met Kong Wu, Fan Shigang's master, a dark-skinned, short-bearded man in his fifties.

Although he was already old, the muscles all over his body were almost as good as Fan Shigang's, which made people speechless.

Beside Kong Wu, there is also a delicate girl with a calm demeanor.

Judging from Fan Shigang's address and his attentiveness, this should be the "Junior Sister Kong" he called.

In an antique and oversized private room, exquisitely shaped dishes, carved with dragons and phoenixes, were quickly placed in front of everyone.

From this box, and the food and drinks, it can be seen that the Yan family is worthy of being a wealthy local tycoon.

"Haha! Weiwei, you are finally willing to come, which makes me breathe a sigh of relief." Kong Wu is middle-aged, but he is still full of energy, and his smile makes people feel very heroic.

"Yes, Sister Weiwei, my dad is almost retiring, and he even started to practice the stone hammer a while ago. If you don't come again, his old bones will really bite the bullet. , ha ha!" That Junior Sister Kong laughed while covering her mouth.

"If Senior Brother Kong is on the stage, I think he won't be worse than me."

"Then how can it be the same? This mountaineering club has always been for young disciples from various schools to compete and show off their strength. I, an old man who is over half a year old, no matter whether I win or lose, I am ashamed!
Besides, boxing is afraid of being young and strong. At my age, my body is not as good as before, and my strength has declined sharply. I can't compare with you young people! Kong Wu waved his hand.

"If Weiwei can come back this time, even if we're not in the top ten, at least we won't be too low in the ranking, and we can support the scene."

Listening to these words, it makes people understand that Twelve Road Tan's legs have been a little out of date in recent years.

Otherwise, it is impossible to not find a young generation who can fight except for Yan Weiwei.

Yan Feng frowned when he heard this, as if he didn't want to admit the fact that his family's inheritance was weak in public, he said in a deep voice.

"Everyone just do their best, Weiwei, you don't have to put too much pressure on it, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, remember to do what you can."

"It sounds good. Knowing victory or defeat is a common thing in military affairs. Why don't you let Fan Shigang go! It's not that you can't afford to lose that man."

Yan Weiwei curled her lips unceremoniously, and stuffed a piece of Dongpo meat into her mouth.

Yan Feng and Fan Shigang were embarrassed at the same time.

"Hehe! Sister Weiwei, stop teasing Senior Brother Fan. By the way, are these friends of Sister Weiwei?"

That Junior Sister Kong immediately came out to ease the awkward atmosphere.

At the same time, he looked at Meng Lang and Lin Haitang curiously.

The accompanying combination of two big and one small is really strange.

"Well! A friend from Suzhou City, here to be a cheerleader." Yan Weiwei obviously didn't want to introduce too much, and wanted to use the spring and autumn style of writing to briefly describe it.

Unexpectedly, Yan Feng filled a glass of wine in front of Meng Lang himself, and asked like an elder's casual greeting.

"Speaking of which, where is Xiao Meng from?"

Adhering to the principle of talking less and watching more, Meng Lang originally concentrated on food there.

I have to say that the chef of this hotel is very good, and the dishes are so exquisite that people can't bear to put their chopsticks aside, and the taste is also remarkable.

Every dish has its own unique flavor, which made Meng Lang, a foodie, feel that this trip was worthwhile.

"Oh! I'm from Beihu." Meng Lang reluctantly put down his chopsticks and replied.

I don't know why, but the seating arrangement on the wine table is a bit weird.

Yan Feng sat at the top of the center without hesitation, and on the left were Yan Weiwei, Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu.

On the right hand side, Meng Lang was arranged next to him, followed by Kong Wu, Junior Sister Kong, and finally Fan Shigang, who accompanied him in the last seat.

It looked like meng lang was caught between two little old men.

"Really? It's not too far from here. How are the parents at home? Are there any brothers and sisters?"

"Well... my parents are in good health, and there is a younger sister."

"Oh! So he is the only child in the family?" Yan Feng frowned even more tightly.

"Yes!"

"That's it...then how did you and Weiwei meet?"

"Hey, hello! What are you doing? Checking your household registration?" Yan Weiwei put down her chopsticks and frowned.

"My own daughter, the friends I make outside, can't I ask?

I don't know the root and the bottom, do you think I, as a father, can rest assured?You said yes, Xiaomeng? "

"That's right! Actually, when I was renting a house, I happened to meet the landlord. We are the relationship between the tenant and the landlord."

"Rent a house?" Yan Feng frowned even more.

"Xiao Meng, what do you do for work? Why haven't you bought a house yet?"

Fuck!When you ask this question, it sounds like "why not eat minced meat".

Do you think that young people with rural hukou can buy a house in the city when they go out to work?
"My main business is insurance, and I also do some part-time jobs as a sideline, such as this consultant, that consultant, etc. These are all false titles, not worth mentioning.

This is my business card. By the way, Master Yan, have you bought insurance?Do you want to consider adding more security to your old age? "Meng Lang asked with a smile.

Everyone: "..."

On this occasion, is it appropriate for you to sell insurance?

Are young people so ambitious?
Seeing Meng Lang showing that familiar smile again, Yan Weiwei was completely relieved.

This guy can always use all kinds of weird excuses to get people into things that shouldn't be said, things that don't want to be said...

But... the guy seemed to say it on the train.

Asking him to take the initiative to sell insurance...isn't a good thing...

Meng Lang expressed this.

Let me, an insurance sales consultant who is not doing business properly, take the initiative to sell insurance for others.

One is hopeless.

One is that you don't want to save yourself.

From this point of view, his insurance sales are, to some extent, comparable to Lord Yan's "judgment"...

"Insurance?"

Yan Feng looked at the business card with the logo of China Life Insurance and "Sales Consultant Meng Lang" written on it in his hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Hehe! Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, old man, I have never felt that it is necessary to buy insurance.

What is yours is yours, and what is not yours is easy to backfire. "Yan Fengyi pointed out.

In his eyes, Meng Lang had been completely branded as a suitor who had failed in his family background and personal abilities.

Such a person, either covets Yan Weiwei's beauty, or wants to take a shortcut in life with a rich woman, no matter which point, Yan Feng does not think that this is a suitable candidate for marrying into his own family.

Although it is a marriage, but Yan's family recruiting a son-in-law, naturally not everyone can fall into his eyes.

Not to mention dragons and phoenixes among people, at least one must have outstanding abilities in one aspect, and be able to become Yan Weiwei's "good wife" to be considered a passing line.

"Hey! Master Yan, you are wrong. Insurance is to prepare today for tomorrow, prepare for death in life, prepare for parents for children, and prepare for children when they are young.

Life and death have their own destiny, and it is true that wealth and honor are in the sky, but there are also misfortunes and blessings, and unexpected events!

You never know, which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident, right?

Of course, if Master Yan thinks this way, he must be an open-minded person who takes life and death lightly, and fame and fortune should be even more lighthearted! "

As soon as Meng Lang's words came out of his mouth, Yan Feng's expression changed immediately.

"Sigh~"

Everyone present was stunned.

There was something in Yan Feng's words, and Meng Lang's words were obviously even more serious, and he was not polite.

Everyone can see that the reason why Yan Feng puts all his hopes on Yan Weiwei is for the reputation and inheritance of Twelve Road Tan Legs.

You can say it is for the family, but if you insist that it is for fame and fortune, of course it is not an exaggeration...

But who is Yan Feng?They are all well-known figures in the circle, and the Yan family is a family of martial arts with a long history. Stamping their feet makes Anxi city tremble three times.

You, a junior, dare to talk to a big boss so unceremoniously.

Should it be said that this is not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth, or that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?

Even Yan Weiwei, who lowered her head to deal with the food, couldn't help raising her head again in amazement, and stared at Meng Lang strangely.

Hello!I know you're here to help me, but I didn't expect your stand to be so firm, you're really going to hate me?

And why do I feel that you are more hostile to our old man than I am?
Delusion?
Yan Weiwei's expression was a little complicated, seven points touched and three points helpless.

Meng Lang was able to get along with him, but he was usually unreliable, but at critical moments, he was really good at it!
"Hahaha!" When the atmosphere of the scene fell into embarrassment and solemnity, Kong Wu who was beside Meng Lang suddenly patted Meng Lang on the shoulder.

That force almost knocked meng lang under the table.

"Haha! What a funny little guy. I didn't expect young people to have such courage. Uncle Yan, we are getting old, haha!"

Kong Wu obviously wanted to ease the atmosphere and give Yan Feng a step down.

Although Yan Feng's face was ugly, but as an elder, it's not good to argue with the younger generation because of a word.

What's more, Yan Weiwei finally agreed to participate in the mountaineering meeting, if the trouble caused her to walk away, it would be a waste of money.

"Hmm! We are indeed old, and we haven't been out for a long time..." Yan Feng was obviously still angry.

The meaning behind the words is that if he goes out and walks more, he won't allow a junior to be so presumptuous in front of him.

"Yes, old man, you should go out and walk around more, the world is really changing with each passing day.

Many high technologies can completely solve most of the problems that plagued ordinary people before, for example..."

Meng Lang glanced at Yan Feng.

"It can be used as a test-tube baby...If you want a boy, you can ask for a boy, if you want a girl, you can ask for a girl..."

"Pfft!" Yan Weiwei couldn't hold back, and sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

Everyone: "..."

Originally, several people present thought that Yan Weiwei suddenly brought back a man this time, could it be that there was some ambiguous relationship between the two of them.

This time, this idea was directly extinguished.

If you have thoughts about Yan Weiwei, when you meet for the first time, you will connote his future father-in-law in public...

No matter how strange the brain circuit is, people will not have this kind of suicide behavior, right?
Where does this look like a wedding?
This is for revenge, right?
(End of this chapter)