Through his own relentless efforts and years of accumulated connections, he caught up with the real estate boom.

Just like his name, he became one of the lucky ones who got rich first.

But as the saying goes, unexpected events unfold, and fortune changes overnight.

Originally, Wang Xianfu thought about replacing his Audi with a scissor-door car later in the year, but unexpectedly, he replaced it with a tricycle...

Indeed, if you want to ascend in social class, you first have to avoid falling back into poverty from the middle class...

"Alas! The real estate market is still solid, so how could such a big company not come up with the money..."

Listening to this sigh, Meng Lang also felt a bit sentimental.

Market reactions are always slower than capital.

Didn't you see that the Xiangjiang person who stirred the property market fiercest the previous years has been quietly shifting, even the Xu Group, which was flourishing, is struggling to change its focus?

In the game of passing the parcel, those who run last suffer the most.

At present, there's only a small-scale issue with the funding chain, but in a few years, when it can no longer be covered up and even ordinary people feel the chill, that will be when the domino effect truly spreads...

Hmm... Come to think of it, he seemingly was also "unluckily" one of those who bought a house in 2018.

And even worse, he bought the wrong location, directly costing a life...

In this regard, he appears to have no right to call Wang Xianfu slow on the uptake either.

"Brother Wang, don't be too pessimistic. Since you came this far, you can surely rise again; everyone faces a low point in life," Meng Lang could only comfort him like this.

"Ha! One knows one's own affairs best. I'm almost forty, how many opportunities does this era still hold for someone like me?

But I'm not greedy, as long as it's enough for my family to live leisurely.

Don't look down on my small setup, hard work provides almost as much as I earned before.

Next, I'll try to repay what I owe and borrow some capital from my father-in-law, then open a small restaurant in Wu City.

Opportunities abound inland; I have some connections there which should come in handy..."

However, he didn't notice that Meng Lang looked at him more sympathetically...

No wonder even his own brothers can't bear to look directly; you're running headlong into trouble on your life's path!

Wang Xianfu sighed, and as he spoke, his eyes reddened slightly.

"Alas! I don't care about anything else, I just feel sorry for Xiao Kai. He was spoiled from a young age, yet I haven't given him good conditions."

He spoke, feeling somewhat embarrassed, looking at Meng Lang.

"Brother Meng, I don't want family issues affecting the kids and worry he won't be able to accept it.

So I want to ask you not to tell the kids about me setting up a stall..."

Meng Lang was taken aback, looking at the earnest Wang Xianfu, finally understanding the enthusiasm he showed upon meeting him.

It turns out, he worried his child might be discriminated against by classmates...

He glanced at the portion of rice noodles, seeing from the abundance it was made with generous ingredients.

From flaunting in public, to cautiously pleasing now...

He could only sigh in his heart... "Fatherly love is like a mountain!"

"Rest assured, I'm not a gossip."

"Thank you..."

"Boss, one serving of barbecued pork rice noodles!"

"Coming! Sorry, Brother Meng, take your time eating, I'll go attend to the customer first."

Watching the other busy himself again, Meng Lang tasted a bite of the rice noodles, feeling a bit uneasy.

Unable to help but put down his chopsticks and sigh.

To be fair, he doesn't dislike Wang Xianfu.

Though he shows off and competes like a nouveau riche, he's like countless hardworking People of Country Hua who've fought through life with their own hands.

Judging just from his not running away from debt, instead, trying various ways to repay it, he's more respectable than most well-dressed businessmen.

But just as books describe.

Some things can't be changed just by effort; the degree of your effort only determines how you fail...

Moreover... what good is success either?

Everything is like a bubble...

Ultimately becoming dust in the universe...

"Screech~"

The sound of a car brake and door opening came from behind, followed by high heels approaching...

Meng Lang didn't turn his head, grabbing a bench nearby.

"Sit!"

"Hmm?" A curious voice came from behind, then a graceful figure with a waft of scent sat beside Meng Lang.

Gao Yuan curiously scrutinized Meng Lang.

"How did you know it was me? I heard martial arts masters can identify people by sound, is that true?"

I can't identify by sound, but I can by looking at books.

"Alas! Everyone knows I'm a martial arts master; do I hide it that poorly?" Meng Lang remarked helplessly.

Mr. Hu, and Gao Yuan.

Have I ever shown off in public? You all jump to conclusions like this.

"Giggle!" Gao Yuan laughed sweetly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious and used the opportunity at work to inquire a bit about your heroic deeds from Mr. Lin."

Meng Lang's mouth twitched.

Isn't it said women love gossip, even the aloof Lawyer Lin is no exception?

"By the way, does me wearing heels instead of sneakers affect your ability to identify people by sound?"

Hearing this bizarre question, Meng Lang directly rolled his eyes.

Honestly, Gao Yuan's curiosity about her boss is quite intense.

Last time at the Mengshan Pasture, she didn't regard herself as an outsider at all, directly staying at his house.

Just some clues on the bedroom bookshelf nearly exposed his "history enthusiast" guise completely.

His mom always has a loose tongue...

If she unwittingly reveals his true self, how can he keep his mysterious aura as a behind-the-scenes boss in front of his subordinates?

Oh! Did the Savior of Earth also pick feces?

The dignity of the Wallfacer shattered, didn't it?!

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