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Chapter 414 - 279 Training Manual

Chapter 414: Chapter 279 Training Manual

"Over here, over here!" Fan Shigang waved vigorously at everyone through the surging crowd.

After finally getting through the security check, the group met up and headed straight for the ticket gate without stopping.

"Hurry up, hurry up! It’s all your fault, dawdling like that, we’re almost going to miss the train!"

Yan Weiwei looked back at Meng Lang, who was leisurely trailing behind, and urged him on.

"What’s the rush? We have to wait even when we get there."

"Wait for what? Don’t you see what time it is already! As if it’s not your big lifetime event, you’re not worried at all, right?" Yan Weiwei glared.

Meng Lang rolled his eyes.

If it’s not my lifetime event, even better...

By the time everyone reached the security checkpoint, Yan Weiwei was flabbergasted.

"Delayed by half an hour? You’re kidding!"

Domestic high-speed trains are famous for their punctuality. How could they encounter such a thing?!

She couldn’t help but glare at Meng Lang again, "It’s all your fault!"

"The railway bureau decides to delay, and you blame me?" Meng Lang said speechlessly.

"If it wasn’t for your bad luck, would it be delayed? Besides, I said we should fly, but you insisted on taking the high-speed train. Whose fault is that?"

"No choice, I not only have acrophobia, but I also have a fear of flying." Meng Lang shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"You’re scared of this and that, no wonder you need a bulletproof car. When you ride the high-speed train, do you also want to weld on steel plates?" Yan Weiwei couldn’t help but snark.

If the railway bureau agrees, I wouldn’t mind at all...

"So, you see, you realize just how much determination it takes for me to go out on a long trip with you?" Meng Lang said helplessly.

Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes.

"No worries, no worries, actually, flights are even more frequently delayed. Let’s head over to the VIP lounge and sit for a while. Master Meng, come on, I’ll help you with your luggage."

Fan Shigang, being very loyal, spoke up for Meng Lang and eagerly took his suitcase.

"So realistic!" Yan Weiwei pouted.

"Uncle, why does he call you Master Meng?" Xiao Yu followed behind Meng Lang and asked softly.

"Northern folks, they call everyone master. It’s a local custom."

"Oh~"

"By the way, Xiao Yu, since we still have time, let’s go buy something to eat. What do you want? I’ll take you to get it."

The food on the train was nothing Meng Lang could compliment.

"Sure, I want some ice cream."

"No problem, you guys go ahead. We’ll buy something to eat and be right back."

"Okay! Then you two come back quickly." Haitang took Xiao Yu’s suitcase.

When Meng Lang and Xiao Yu returned laden with bags of snacks and each holding an ice cream cone, they found a smartly dressed young man had suddenly appeared among the group.

To be precise, he was next to Haitang.

The young man was earnestly saying something, looking somewhat surprised.

The arrival of Meng Lang and Xiao Yu didn’t seem to catch the young man’s attention as he kept talking.

"Who is this?" Meng Lang handed the snack bag to Yan Weiwei who was beside him.

Someone hitting on her? And there Yan Weiwei would have sat by doing nothing?

"Mr. Lin’s colleague, he is going on a business trip, just happened to bump into us here by chance," Yan Weiwei took the snack bag and pulled out a pack of spicy strips.

"Oh! No wonder, just because colleagues meet up, doesn’t mean it was chance!"

Meng Lang took a bite of his ice cream, his gaze involuntarily drifting toward the man.

Neat short hair sprayed with gel, an unbranded suit that looked expensive, not forgetting his watch, tie, and briefcase—coupled with access to the VIP lounge, clearly a white-collar elite.

"You didn’t notice? I bet a pack of spicy strips, this guy is definitely interested in our Haitang!"

Yan Weiwei, without any ladylike image, bit on a spicy strip, her legs crossed as she watched the scene.

"He’s interested in your Haitang, and yet you’re this calm?" Meng Lang was puzzled.

"Why don’t you go over and listen for yourself?" Yan Weiwei teased.

So Meng Lang curiously listened in.

"Lawyer Lin, I didn’t expect to run into you here. Do you think it’s fate?"

"Haha! It is quite a coincidence."

"Although I haven’t been at Zhongtian for long, I heard from Director Zheng that you’re his most capable subordinate, and he advised me to learn from you.

Unfortunately, my main business is in Beijing, and I don’t come to Su City often. Otherwise, I would definitely ask for more guidance from Lawyer Lin."

"I’m not worthy of such praise, but by the way, I didn’t catch this before; which department are you from? What’s your surname?"

Meng Lang could clearly see that the young man’s face stiffened slightly.

"Oh! Sorry, I’m a bit face blind."

"No worries, no worries. We’ve only met five or six times. It’s normal that Lawyer Lin doesn’t remember, haha!

I’m Tian Qi, responsible for expanding our business in Beijing. Just a foot soldier really, but I’ve admired Lawyer Lin from afar for a long time.

By the way, where is Lawyer Lin headed today?"

"Um... sorry, business secret."

"Uh... I was being abrupt, haha!" The young man masked his embarrassment well, but it was still obvious.

("Lawyer Lin, today might not be a good time, but let’s do this. When we get back to the company, I’ll treat you to a meal. I have a case, and there are some questions I want to ask Lawyer Lin about.

I know a Cloud Peak Restaurant in Su City with really nice views, and the owner happens to be a friend of mine.")

Lin Haitang gave him a look, didn’t answer, but instead suddenly asked.

("Do you know Han Li, Lawyer Han well?")

"Uh... fairly well, mainly through work." Tian Qi’s face became slightly uneasy when Han Li was mentioned.

"Oh~"

("Anyway... Lawyer Lin, I need to be going now," Tian Qi managed a smile.

"Alright, goodbye." Lin Haitang nodded with a smile.

"Goodbye, goodbye!"

Watching Tian Qi hurriedly leave with somewhat clumsy steps, Meng Lang smirked, suddenly reminded of when he first met Lin Haitang...

"Lawyer Lin, is this your style with colleagues?"

"Hey! You are mistaken. To be exact, it’s for ’male’ colleagues who are trying to get close.

Back in high school, it was the ’male’ students..."

Yan Weiwei emphasized the word "male," then gave Meng Lang a meaningful look.

"Uh... Why’s that?" Meng Lang seemed to have caught something crucial.

Yan Weiwei glanced at him and then turned her head away.

"Why should I tell you!"

Meng Lang: "..."

...

Yan Weiwei’s ticket was for a six-person private compartment.

Meng Lang, who hadn’t seen much of the world, was surprised to find out that there are indeed such advanced compartments on high-speed trains.

"Whoosh!"

He locked the compartment door.

Then Meng Lang pulled out two A4 documents from his backpack and handed one to each, Yan Weiwei and Fan Shigang.

"What’s this?" Yan Weiwei took the documents.

"Superpower Training Manual!"

"What?"

"What do you mean ’what’? We still have over six hours to Xi An, you know. I printed these out in a rush, so take a good look and mull it over.

From tomorrow, I’ll start your special training!"

"So soon? Didn’t you say you just started putting it together yesterday?"

Haha...

Special thanks are due to "Yan Weiwei" and "Xiao Yu," for their help...