My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 814 - 488: First Impression

Beijing West Station.

"You took a selfie, but why did you have to post it in the group?" Lin Haitang fumed as she looked at her phone.

"Huh? What’s wrong with posting a selfie? Isn’t this the usual routine for you girls to do a check-in? Did I not capture it well?"

Meng Lang pretended to scrutinize the photo.

"No problem at all, the positioning is at the back, not a deadly angle, the composition is quite reasonable, and the expression is spot on. My photography skills have improved a lot..."

"This isn’t about photography skills!"

"Oh, come on, don’t mind these details. It’s my first time in the Capital, shouldn’t I take a bunch of photos to flaunt in my Moments?"

"The issue is, are you showing off yourself..."

Lin Haitang looked helpless.

Aren’t you worried that flaunting on Moments might spark that "Travel Frog" at home to want to go out again?

Regarding this, Meng Lang had come to terms with himself. Just because there’s a "Travel Frog" at home, doesn’t mean he has to be single for life, right?

He had to admit, just for the fact that Lin Haitang was willing to entrust her "future" to him, any slight thought of two-timing would be a betrayal of this firm trust!

He glanced at Lin Haitang and said softly.

"Posting selfies isn’t always about flaunting; sometimes it’s to make a statement..."

Lin Haitang was taken aback, her face turning slightly unnatural. She was touched inside but pretended not to understand and raised her wrist to check the time.

"Still early today. If we get a cab now, we might still have time to return to Su City after meeting the person tomorrow."

"Hey, hey! No need to rush like that, right? We’ve finally made it to Beijing, you should at least show me around the Forbidden City, stroll through the alleyways, or at worst, climb the Great Wall, right?" Meng Lang was a bit speechless.

"You think we’re here for tourism? Plus, I have a meeting next Monday, and even these two weekend days are supposed to be for overtime..."

Meng Lang’s eyes widened.

"Is there really such exploitation of labor? I mean, come on, you’re a lawyer, can’t you use the legal tools to protect your legal rights as a worker?

Do you believe it if I call 12333 to complain?"

"Well, thank you for your contribution to public legal education... Stop wasting time, let’s go quickly."

But Meng Lang remained motionless, just spreading his hands helplessly at her.

"You might be disappointed, we probably can’t go today."

"Huh? Why?"

Lin Haitang was stunned, but then a somewhat aged voice came to her ears.

"Hello, are you Mr. Meng Lang?"

Lin Haitang looked up in confusion and saw a silver-haired old man standing in front of them, smiling and looking at them.

Another young woman in her twenties, wearing sunglasses, dressed in a suit, and looking quite valiant with short hair, stood straight behind the old man by a single step.

Lin Haitang turned her head in confusion to look at Meng Lang, asking with her eyes.

Didn’t you say it was your first time in Beijing? You know someone here?

Meng Lang returned her a look back.

My clients are even overseas, having business in Beijing, is that strange?

This is the so-called "the talented are known even when deep in the mountains"...

"I am Meng Lang, and you are..."

"Heh! My last name is Hu..."

Meng Lang examined the old man for a moment, then immediately smiled and enthusiastically stepped forward to shake hands with the old man.

"So it’s Mr. Hu, I’ve heard so much about you!"

However, before he could approach the old man, the woman beside the old man immediately stepped forward defensively and blocked Meng Lang.

She even instinctively placed one hand on her waist...

No matter how strange the man’s résumé was, there was no doubt, he was definitely a top National Martial Arts expert!

Lin Haitang immediately noticed that several people dressed in black suddenly surrounded them, and she became nervous.

"Stop it!" The old man said with some dissatisfaction.

"We are here to invite them to a banquet, what are you doing?"

...

Not long after, the two were escorted into an off-road vehicle with military plates.

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Lin Haitang glanced at the sunglasses-wearing woman driving on her left, then looked at the black SUV following in the side mirror on her right, confirming that the "being taken into the car" feeling was indeed accurate.

She had encountered quite a number of social elites, and judging by their dress and demeanor, she could tell that the old and young duo were definitely not ordinary people.

Moreover, they were accompanied by a group of sharp-looking bodyguards...

How did that guy, Meng Lang, know such bigwigs in Beijing?

Fortunately, the old man didn’t seem to have any malicious intentions; on the contrary, he appeared quite hospitable, right?

Her intense curiosity made her perk up her ears, eager to hear the conversation between the two in the back seat...

"Knock~" There was a sound of knocking on the glass.

"Mr. Hu, is this car bulletproof?"

"Uh... hehe! It is bulletproof; the car’s steel plating can’t be penetrated by a sniper rifle at close range."

"Tsk tsk! Military goods are indeed the best..."

"Oh, you can tell I’m a military man?"

"It’s hard not to, given the impeccable stance of the person next to you."

"Hmm... you don’t seem surprised by my appearance today?"

"Ha! When you’ve experienced lots of things in life, it’s hard to be surprised by much anymore; honestly, it’s a bit of a pity."

Mr. Hu was momentarily stunned; how bold for someone so young to boast about life experiences in front of him?

Setting aside his skills, this attitude does seem somewhat world-class.

"This seems to be your first time in Beijing?" he said with a hint of amusement.

"Oh! Mr. Hu, you’re too kind. My life experiences mainly consist of ’reading ten thousand books,’ and I’m indeed lacking in ’traveling ten thousand miles.’"

"Uh... hehe! That’s an interesting point. So, what do you think? What’s your first impression of Beijing?" Mr. Hu asked with a smile.

Meng Lang glanced at him, fully understanding.

While it seemed like a simple question, if answered poorly, it could be a death trap...

He turned to look at the towering buildings through the car window and the ceaseless flow of traffic, depicting a prosperous scene, and couldn’t help but nod.

"Hmm! One word! Great!"

"Heh! What’s great?" Mr. Hu seemed intent on pursuing the question further.

"Skyscrapers, many! Office buildings, impressive! Plus, the orderly traffic indicates the traffic laws are well enforced!"

Traffic laws?

Mr. Hu’s expression turned a bit quirky.

This young man not only has a strange résumé but also such an unusual perspective?

"So do you think... there’s anything not so great?" Mr. Hu didn’t seem to intend to let Meng Lang off the hook.

"There is!" Meng Lang immediately nodded, with a pained look on his face, gesturing at the business-suited city workers outside.

"Look, it’s the weekend today, yet so many people are out working, which shows the labor laws are... not enforced well!"

Mr. Hu: "???"

Lin Haitang: "..."

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