My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 575 - 374: The Portable Shelter

Chapter 575: Chapter 374: The Portable Shelter

"Visiting the film set?"

"Yeah!" Yan Weiwei nodded, her mouth full of Dongpo pork, greasy and content.

"Do you know someone there?"

"Sure thing!"

"Who?" Meng Lang was somewhat puzzled.

"Teacher Hao Teng, of course!" Yan Weiwei’s face lit up with excitement.

"Mr. Qu said that the crew is filming in Shanghai these days, and Teacher Hao Teng is there too. How could I miss such a great opportunity to get a photo with him!"

"Uh... if you want a photo, just say so. Why mention visiting the set? Aren’t you afraid of making Teacher Ma Dongmei misunderstand..."

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, then picked up a stick of oyster omelette with his chopsticks, dipping it in tomato sauce before popping it into his mouth.

Yum! Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, full of flavor...

In order to keep Yan Weiwei, this "Travel Frog," happy and homesick-free, Xiao Yu had been improving their diet with all sorts of dishes these past days.

Upon discovering there were cookbooks in her study, Xiao Yu even borrowed a couple, seriously intending to learn all eight major cuisines of Country Hua one by one.

The result was quite successful, earning unanimous praise from Yan Weiwei and Meng Lang.

"All the better if Teacher Ma misunderstands. I’ll get a photo with Teacher Ma as well!" Yan Weiwei chuckled mischievously.

Meng Lang shook his head, "These star chasers..."

"Sister Weiwei, could you help me get Teacher Hao Teng’s autograph?"

"Sure! If it’s appropriate, I’d like one too."

Meng Lang: "..."

He looked speechlessly at the Lin sisters.

Teacher Hao Teng’s charm... is it really so universal?

"Of course, that’s not an issue at all!" Yan Weiwei lifted her proud little chin.

"But why even need me to ask for an autograph? The drive from Su City to Shanghai is less than an hour away.

Let’s go, it’s the weekend anyway, I’ll take you both with me!"

The eyes of the Lin sisters instantly lit up.

"Really, Sister Weiwei?"

"Of course! I’m an investor. It’s nothing to bring a few people in for autographs, and to even show off Teacher Hao Teng in the evening is no big deal!"

"Hey, hey! We don’t endorse such unwritten rules, all right? Teacher Hao Teng is, in my heart, a star of both morals and talent."

Meng Lang couldn’t help but rap the table.

"We’ll handle our own unwritten rules, what’s it to you!"

"Who says it’s none of my business? I’m a loyal fan of Teacher Hao Teng too, okay!

Hmm... To keep you from going wild, I’ve decided that I’m going to visit the set too!"

"And what set are you going to visit?" Yan Weiwei asked.

"My good buddy is playing the second male lead in the crew! Even the director is my little fan. My reasons for visiting are much more solid than yours!"

Reminded by Yan Weiwei, he also felt that it would be a waste not to seize such a good opportunity for a photo op.

Speaking of which, Duan Xian had been complaining lately about being left to handle things on his own.

A set visit to feign concern for his acting career could also boost morale, and conveniently silence some wagging tongues!

Plus, he was worrying about how to ask Haitang out over the weekend to improve their rapport...

He glanced at Haitang, smacking his lips.

The latter’s face immediately turned unnatural, and she looked away.

Yan Weiwei caught that scene and snorted coldly.

"You don’t say, I almost forgot. You’re one of the investors, after all.

The movie’s been shooting for almost half a month now, and I haven’t seen much concern from you. Today...

Could it be that my mentioning it just now reminded you about the existence of these unwritten rules?

It makes sense, considering there must be plenty of beautiful actresses in the crew..."

All of a sudden, multiple gazes came his way.

"Hey, hey! Stop talking nonsense! What do you mean, one of the investors? Gao Yuan’s the investor, not me. What does that have to do with me?" Meng Lang quickly distanced himself from the affair.

"With her investing at your word and being so attentive to you, with the relationship you have, she’s definitely going to agree to such a small request, right, Haitang?"

Yan Weiwei hinted meaningfully.

Haitang didn’t want to respond to Yan Weiwei, but she couldn’t help giving Meng Lang a quick glance.

Meng Lang tensed up.

"What do you mean, ’she’s going to agree’? I’m just an investment advisor, and besides, business is business, and personal is personal; they’re two different things!

Don’t you know talking money hurts feelings, and talking feelings hurts the wallet?"

"Who knows if it’s money or feelings that you’re really talking about with her..."

Meng Lang looked at Yan Weiwei speechlessly. What had gotten into her today?

Yan Weiwei returned a challenging look.

What had gotten into her?

Naturally, it was the wind of stirring trouble!

As if they were allowed to stealthily flaunt their affection in front of me, yet I shouldn’t boldly give them a taste of their own medicine?

"Hee hee! Speaking of which, Uncle, you really do seem to be an advisor for everyone. Let me think, investment advisor, sales consultant, intelligence advisor, martial arts consultant..."

By the way, didn’t Sister Weiwei ask you to be some business consultant for a friend’s company a while back?

Uncle, how do you know so much stuff?"

Xiao Yu chuckled and spoke up to break the siege for him.

"I almost forgot about that till you mentioned it, Xiao Yu. Weiwei, isn’t your junior’s company said to be having difficulties? How’s it now?"

Lin Haitang also took the opportunity to change the subject, not wanting the two to continue their daily bickering.

Because generally, if the fire burns on, eventually it’s going to reach her head...

But she was indeed a bit curious, could it be that Meng Lang really was capable of anything?

"That company..." Yan Weiwei glanced at Meng Lang, sometimes she really had to admire him.

"I’m not sure about the specifics, but I heard that guy is going to Shanghai today too. He says he’s representing the company in some world competition or something...

From the tone of his voice, anyway, he seemed quite excited and almost incoherent.

It should... seem like it’s been revived..."

"Really?"

Lin Haitang looked at Meng Lang with a face full of surprise.

Is he that amazing? A single visit saved a company?

The company was about to fall, and he could turn things around... Maybe he really had a way to solve the "Binjiang Shipyard" issue?

...

After lunch, everyone agreed to meet downstairs in half an hour to set off to Shanghai for star chasing.

"Hehehe! Come on, Xiao Yu, let me dress you up properly!"

"Ah? But I think what I’m wearing is fine to go out in."

"How could that be okay? I bought you so many clothes, and they haven’t been put to use yet! Come on, come on!"

"No, Sister Weiwei..."

Listening to Xiao Yu’s helpless wails from behind, Meng Lang couldn’t help but sigh secretly to himself.

Sorry, Xiao Yu. This is the only thing I can’t help you with...

Just as he walked out of the main door, Lin Haitang suddenly called out to him.

"That..."

Seeing her hesitant to speak, Meng Lang immediately understood and smiled.

"I know what you want to ask. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about the shipyard matter. After all... I’ve received the payment..."

Lin Haitang blushed and gave him a look.

"I’m talking about serious matters with you!"

"I’m also talking about serious matters. Well... why not come in and talk in detail?" Meng Lang laughed, pointing to his own door.

"...No need, it’s fine here."

After saying that, Lin Haitang looked up briefly at the corner surveillance camera...

Meng Lang followed her gaze and was at a loss for words.

"Lawyer Lin, don’t you think that the reliance on cold surveillance cameras for trust between people is the tragedy of the times?"

"Heh! Can’t help it, because cameras bring not only sadness but also a sense of security."

Watching Meng Lang’s frustrated face, she felt somewhat amused.

"Tell me, how do you plan on solving the shipyard issue, and do you need my help?"

Meng Lang sighed helplessly, "Of course I need help, but the matter is quite troublesome, so I have to ask a few friends to assist. Right now, I’m still raising funds for it."

"Raising funds?" Lin Haitang looked puzzled.

"Of course, all business problems ultimately boil down to money problems."

Lin Haitang wasn’t sure what Meng Lang was planning to do, but could they solve the money issue?

"So, how much funding do you need to raise?" she asked curiously.

"Hmm... at least 30 billion and upward."

"Uh... for a salesperson making an annual salary of 100,000, don’t you think starting with the unit of ’billion’ is a bit extravagant?" She was incredulous.

Meng Lang worried that if he explained any further, he might end up being labeled as a "nouveau riche," a title that would all too neatly match her father’s, and that would truly be "talking about money hurts feelings"...

He spread his hands.

"You also think it’s extravagant, right? See, doesn’t talking about feelings wound the wallet?"

Lin Haitang:

Looking at Lin Haitang fleeing in a panic, Meng Lang smiled helplessly.

Ah! These days, talking about money hurts feelings, and when you talk about feelings, people turn their heads and walk away...

He looked up at the corner camera and couldn’t help but smile and shake his head.

Do you think our Zero is a vegetarian?

A sense of security? Nonexistent...

But speaking of which, going to Shanghai means getting on the highway!

It seems that the original timeline didn’t have this part, so it must be messed up again...

Meng Lang suddenly felt insecure.

Calculating the time, the information from the last episode had been mostly digested...

Thinking it over, he closed the door, locked it, and then walked into the study room...

"Reading is a portable refuge, allowing you to escape almost all the pain and misfortune of the human world..."