My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 386 - 259 Expert Demeanor

Chapter 386: Chapter 259 Expert Demeanor

In the living room.

"That was quick, wasn’t it?" Meng Lang brewed some tea for the two and then looked at the stack of documents on the table with a smile.

"Heh heh!" Brother Biao chuckled.

"It’s all thanks to you, brother, for helping to lock up Hu Dazhi and all his close associates. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to wrap this up so smoothly.

All the evidence we could gather is right here now."

"Brother Meng, does this mean we’re going to hand these documents over to the police and get Hu Dazhi behind bars?" Ah Xing asked, visibly excited.

"No rush, we leave the professional work to the professionals.

I’ll go see Lawyer Lin for advice later, to get the charges straight, then set a sentence for him, and soon after, we can ask the police to make the arrest," Meng Lang said with a smile.

"Set a sentence?"

"Oh! I mean, let’s see if the evidence against him is sufficient. If not, we can always add more!"

Considering the information Elder Wang just provided,

combining the two, it should be more than enough to keep Hu Dazhi in prison for good.

By the time he’s released, it will be like a zombie escaping its cage...

"Alright! Brother Meng, we’ll follow your lead on this. Whatever you say, we’ll do!"

After Brother Biao finished speaking, he looked at Meng Lang with a face full of gratitude.

"Brother, I just don’t know how to thank you enough.

Thinking back to a few days ago, I, Cheng Biao, lost all my money, was betrayed by my underlings and was left only with Ah Xing as my brother. I was in utter despair, and I nearly considered taking Hu Dazhi down with me.

If it weren’t for your guidance, who knows if I would still be alive, let alone experiencing such a turnaround.

This great kindness is like being given a second life!

Cheng Biao has always lived by the rule of repaying debts of gratitude!

Brother, I won’t say much else, but from now on, my life belongs to you, Brother Meng!"

"And me too!" Ah Xing added, thumping his chest.

Anyone else might have thought these two were just posturing and saying pretty words, but Meng Lang, who knew them well, understood the weight behind their promise.

So Meng Lang nodded gravely in response.

"Hmm! Brother Biao, hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. I won’t lie, I have a somewhat risky matter at hand and I need your help."

"Uh..."

Brother Biao was momentarily stunned.

Isn’t this the time where people usually offer polite refusals like "You’re too kind" or "It’s just a small favor"?

I just said my life is yours to command, and the very next second you’re actually asking me to risk it?

This is the demeanor of an expert... Is it always this straightforward?

Nevertheless, he firmly nodded, "You just say the word, brother!"

And so, Meng Lang briefly explained the business of internet finance...

"Internet finance?"

To Meng Lang’s surprise, upon hearing this, Brother Biao’s face immediately twisted with conflict.

"Cough! Of course, this is just a suggestion. If you’re not up for it, Brother Biao, I won’t force you," Meng Lang said, sensing Cheng Biao’s hesitation and feeling a bit disappointed, but he still smiled.

He was just a bit confused; why would someone brave enough to be a lab rat and face certain death balk at going back to his old trade? Perhaps his favorability wasn’t high enough yet?

"No, no, no! It’s not that I don’t want to help!" Brother Biao, seeing Meng misunderstanding, quickly waved his hand.

He then sighed deeply.

"Sigh! I might as well tell you the truth now, brother. The reason I ended up broke was that I trusted all that high-tech crap from internet finance, and that’s what left me without a penny to my name...

Blockchain this, internet finance that, what a damn rip-off!

So I, Cheng Biao, swore then that I would have nothing to do with this high-tech bullshit for the rest of my life! I would never touch it again!"

Meng Lang looked at Cheng Biao’s gritted teeth as he spoke at the end and couldn’t help but break a sweat inside.

Good Heavens, once bitten by a snake, one is scared of ropes for ten years.

Has this left a psychological shadow?

Thinking about the fishing rod he had bought and was still hiding under his own bed, Meng Lang felt a bit sheepish.

Then he decisively indicated that he was not going to take the blame for this.

"Exactly! What blockchain, what internet finance, it’s indeed a huge pitfall!"

"Uh..."

Seeing Meng Lang actually agreeing with him so much, Brother Biao was somewhat at a loss.

"Brother, if you knew it was a trap, why did you even get involved?"

"Precisely because it’s a trap, that’s why we can’t let more people fall into it! Just like the saying ’If not I to Hell, who to Hell?’" Meng Lang declared with an air of righteousness.

He then quickly summarized the situation, highlighting how a certain unscrupulous businessman was ready to profit from the opportunity, as well as the damage the P2P crash had inflicted on ordinary people.

"A lifetime of savings gone in an instant, a second half of life in destitute and dependence, and if you have a family, it’s even worse as it affects the wife and children, too. Tell me, isn’t that just tragic?"

"Yes! It’s quite tragic!" The brothers nodded repeatedly.

"As the saying goes, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. So, don’t you think we should fight evil and promote good?"

"That’s..." Clearly, Brother Biao wasn’t driven by a sense of justice.

"You’ve survived a great disaster and are bound for future good fortune, but such fortune unsupported by merit cannot last. If only you could..."

"Brother! We’re in!"

Meng Lang: "..."

Half an hour later, Meng Lang sent the two out the door, watching their retreating backs, and couldn’t help but feel reflective.

This is the residue of feudalism...

But... irreconcilable with high technology?

Brother Biao, I’m sorry to say, you might only be able to keep company with your enemy from now on.

After all... high technology is like the wind, always by my side...

...

"Brother Biao, from what Little Meng said, that ’Pitu Pitu’ thing seems quite risky? Otherwise, let me do it alone, Brother Biao. You can just direct things from behind the scenes," Ah Xing said suddenly as they stepped out of the elevator.

Brother Biao saw a bit of worry in Ah Xing’s eyes, but he just smiled.

"Do I look like someone who lets his brothers take the fall while he enjoys the rewards by himself?

Besides, if you go at it alone, will I still have a share of the merit?

You want to hog all the benefits promised by the expert, but as your big brother, I can’t agree to that! Hehe!"

Brother Biao said this, and couldn’t help but look back at the neighborhood that had been a place of deep sorrow when he was down and out.

He sighed privately in his heart.

Back then, if it hadn’t been for losing his fishing rod, he wouldn’t have come here, wouldn’t have met Meng Lang, and there wouldn’t be the reversal of fortune he was experiencing now...

Is this what they mean by ’where you fall, there you shall rise’?

After experiencing such drastic ups and downs in life, Brother Biao seemed to have gained a new understanding of life.

Somehow, he started to revere the elusive notion of fate...

"Don’t worry. This time we brothers will advance and retreat together. I believe Brother Meng won’t harm us. Besides, even if something really goes wrong..."

Brother Biao smiled as he took out a set of car keys from his pocket.

"Beep!"

The headlights of the Maybach in front of them flashed.

"It would just mean starting over again..."