My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 798 - 480: Showing the Limit

就在当天下午...

"What? It’s resolved?"

"Ah~ The termination contract is signed, and no penalty was paid."

"Huh?"

"Then that guy publicly apologized to me in front of everyone..."

"This..."

Duan Xian and Duan Xiaoyi stared wide-eyed at the termination contract on the table in a daze.

"Brother! Who did you ask to scare that scoundrel like that?" Duan Xiaoyi asked with a strange expression.

That rich second-generation boss, as arrogant as he was before, was as sorry today.

The image of his face clearly frustrated to death, yet forced to bow and apologize with a red face, fully demonstrated the meaning of "pride before fall."

While Duan Xiaoyi was greatly relieved, she was equally perplexed.

She was just a gamer girl who might be invincible in the game, but in reality, she couldn’t possess such intimidating power.

The only possibility was that this gradually becoming slightly famous Duan Xian, who claimed he would help her calm the matter...

"Uh..."

Duan Xian was also puzzled.

He had appeared on many programs recently and had made many connections in the industry, relying on his charm developed from sales.

But despite enlisting many people’s help, even the most high-profile celebrity female host regrettably said she couldn’t help with the matter.

If there’s just one remaining possibility...

Could it be...

No way? I just asked him to try it last night...

"Brother! Who is it, after all? Tell me!"

Seeing Duan Xian’s face looking strange, Duan Xiaoyi couldn’t help but press for answers.

"Well... I’m not quite sure either."

How long has it been since then... if Meng Lang really asked that "friend" to help, how powerful must that "friend" be?

["So, which stage do you plan to go to next?"

"Hmm... how about Beijing Hotel in the Capital?"]

Recalling the "joke" Meng Lang made at their parting, Duan Xian’s mind buzzed.

Stage... is it really that big?

"What do you mean you’re not sure? Someone helped this much, I was planning to thank them in person."

"Uh... we’ll talk about thanking them in person later, I also need to sort some things out.

Anyway, it’s good the issue is resolved now, make sure you don’t act so impulsively in the future."

"It wasn’t my fault..." Duan Xiaoyi crossed her arms, looking dissatisfied.

Duan Xian shook his head helplessly and then seemed to remember something.

"By the way, considering what happened, you might have a hard time finding a suitable club in the short term. Do you have any plans?"

"Plans? What’s there to plan, I’ll just become a game streamer, won’t starve for sure.

Besides, isn’t there you!

You’re a big star now, the burden of supporting our parents and taking care of your incompetent sister is on you!"

Duan Xiaoyi laughed cheekily as she patted her brother on the shoulder.

Duan Xian shook off her hand speechlessly, "You’re only in your early twenties, isn’t it too early to give up?

If you don’t have any plans, there’s a job here that might suit you..."

Once Duan Xian explained the job Meng Lang introduced, Duan Xiaoyi looked taken aback.

"Baiyeji? This local company has been pretty hot recently, even the ’Bajie’ is hard to get, even I’ve heard of its fame.

Brother, when did you become so well-connected, resolving issues with rich second-gens and getting people into big companies just like that?

Did you, for your sister, make a shady deal?"

"Shut up!" Duan Xian’s face was covered in black lines.

"It’s not that your brother is well-connected..."

"Then who is it?"

"Here! Add this game account." Duan Xian didn’t answer, he just handed her an account.

"Why?"

"You don’t start work so quickly, when you have time, help my friend out, that guy is clumsy, if possible... get to Gold rank."

"I’m asking seriously, and you want me to do boosting? And Gold rank, such low difficulty boosting..."

"Whether it’s low difficulty or not, try it first... also, be courteous to him."

"How much are you getting to sell your sister... wait! Could the benefactor be your well-connected friend?" Duan Xiaoyi speculated.

"Hehe..." Duan Xian smiled without speaking.

He felt a deep sense of wonder.

Who would have thought that the guy who was just a Bronze in dormitory games back then could now mobilize such connections and resources and become a King?

But not long ago, he was struggling, having to estimate the value of their friendship because of five thousand bucks...

Duan Xian smiled and shook his head.

He could only marvel at the unexpected turns in life.

He didn’t know since when his once familiar friend, his Back, had suddenly become a bit ethereal and distant...

...

"When the wind lends its strength, I rise high into the sky.

As a few stand on the ground, watching me soar in the azure realms..."

The next day, in a study in some manor, Meng Lang looked at the characters on the desk and couldn’t help touching his chin.

These are lines from Hou Meng’s Song Dynasty poem, "Linjiang Immortal: Until Someone Believes Your Hidden Intent."

On the surface, it’s about a kite flying high in the blue sky, with people on the ground watching.

But actually, it expresses an extraordinary ambition of ascending to great heights and overlooking the world.

Sure enough, soon after Hou Meng wrote the poem he achieved success, becoming an official, and quickly rose through the ranks, serving as an Imperial Historian, Minister, Assistant Secretary, ranks equaling that of the Prime Minister.

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