Again, it was kindly providing information, concerned about others' personal safety, and even knowing the shows others like to watch...

Hmm... If he didn't know that he was still an "aspiring youth" at that time, he might have misunderstood.

"At that time, I was... well! Forget it, looking back now, I really miss those days..."

"Miss what?"

Miss the days without mad apocalypse, without the Pacific Rim, and definitely without planetary fractures...

Only need to worry about grains and vegetables, and my own senility...

Meng Lang sighed.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. There are some things in this world, knowing too much only adds to the trouble, in one's lifetime...

The longer you live, the more troubles you have..."

Gao Yuan was unaware of how someone so young had so many life reflections and couldn't help but laugh.

"Life is inherently filled with endless troubles. To be truly carefree, one must perhaps return to childhood."

She looked at the busy street vendors around her.

"Look at these vendors, working hard from early morning till late at night, most of them driven by livelihood. Their troubles might just be the essentials of life, and supporting their little homes.

Survival, a better survival, is their only motivation for striving.

Your troubles might be different from theirs, but in this world, those who stop moving are sooner or later eliminated.

Only those who know why they're living can continue to survive!"

Meng Lang was stunned, looking at the weathered faces of the busy street vendors, he remained silent.

Indeed, there are no ants in this world simply waiting to die.

To change something, you always have to sacrifice something...

The worker ants must continually move bricks, and the queen ant must keep laying eggs.

No matter the significance or role, it's only a matter of division of labor, and everyone is desperately living...

"An enlightening lesson, thank you!"

Looking at the other person, Meng Lang couldn't help but feel relieved for his earlier insightful recognition.

Externally, able to help expand territories and conquer lands. Internally, able to observe and provide emotional value to leadership...

Where would you find such an excellent employee with a lantern?

Seeing the loss of decay and the gain of fighting spirit in Meng Lang's eyes, Gao Yuan also smiled.

"Thank you for nothing, actually, I said this for myself as well.

I know who your opponent is, and if even you lose your fighting spirit, won't the rest of us be like lambs to the slaughter?"

"Uh..." Meng Lang was embarrassed.

So that's how it was, I've misunderstood...

Seeing Meng Lang still somewhat uninterested, she thoughtfully asked.

"It seems the trouble you're facing this time isn't small, is that why you're so eager to get 'Ark Shares' off the ground?"

Suddenly speeding up several projects, one of which is the very intriguing "Space Launch Project," made Gao Yuan think a lot.

"Hmm... you could say that, but the situation is a bit complicated.

I'm afraid this time we not only have to break through the sky upward, but also dig down to the roots..." Meng Lang said helplessly.

Solar System roaming hasn't even taken shape, and now you want me to do a Journey to the Center of the Earth...

Are you forcing me to bring science fiction novels to life?

Upward, I can launch rockets.

Downward, what equipment should I use?

Hmm... I heard that the former Soviet Union had a "drill through the Earth" plan.

Apparently, it involved using a shield structure to play with an "underground nuclear submarine." If we could achieve this, and bring a Big Ivan...

Since it's a "seed," there's no reason to keep it in the shell all the time; if you strike when it's most vulnerable, could it be a one-time solution?

But if the yield is too high, might the little fragile sphere be destroyed too?

After all, throwing a grenade into a pressure cooker, no one knows how much damage it could cause...

Sigh... my head hurts...

"Dig down to the roots?" Gao Yuan was puzzled.

Meng Lang shook his head.

"Nothing, sorry to have troubled you..."

"Not at all, it's rare to see you in such a helpless state, I actually find it quite novel." Gao Yuan propped her chin up, smiling.

Meng Lang: "..."

This feeling of public amusement... is it an illusion?

And all sorts of probing into the leader's little secrets...

Don't you know that throughout history, subordinates who've seen leaders disgraced generally haven't ended well?

At best, they wear small shoes for life, at worst, the whole family is executed!

Feeling a bit teased, Meng Xiaolang couldn't help but recall when he was under her command and was "sent away naked."

The merits and demerits contended across time, unmarked tombstones filled with poetry...

Isn't this really the fate of Empress Wu?

Zero too, Gao Yuan too...

Why do other protagonists have loyal and capable subordinates while mine prefer to rebel?

"Ahem! Did you come to find me today for Xu Group?"

"Huh?" Gao Yuan was taken aback, and her eyes widened instantly.

Feeling like he'd regained some leadership dignity, Meng Xiaolang finally sipped his soy milk with a sense of authority.

"How do you know?"

"In this mundane world, among the masses, there really isn't much I don't know."

Here it comes again, that punch-worthy expression.

Gao Yuan felt a bit of itch in her teeth with exasperation but could only helplessly say.

"What else do you know, then?"

"Not much, just heard that Chairman Gao has been quietly acquiring quite a few shares of the Xu Group on the secondary market."

Gao Yuan's eyes widened even more.

Heard? I didn't tell anyone, who did you hear it from?

"I thought I was discrete enough? I didn't even go through the public accounts with the funds..."

"Haha!"

Meng Lang sipped his soy milk, a sense of superiority spontaneously overflowed.

Knowing too much is obviously a trouble, but sometimes, this trouble is quite pleasant...

"So, you're planning to make a move against the Xu Group?"

"Yeah!" Gao Yuan suppressed the odd feeling of being completely seen through by the other person and nodded.

"The other party keeps making minor moves, and there's no such thing as a thousand days of guarding without a thousand days of theft.

Now that Xu Jingsong has colluded with Gao Sheng, their recent series of actions are undoubtedly targeting us in secret.

We were powerless before, but now the resources in my hands are strong enough.

It's not right to just take the hits without retaliating."

"Yeah! Got it, I support your decision!"

"Uh... just like that?"

"Yeah! What else? Do you need me to provide some additional support?"

Gao Yuan's expression was strange.

"That's not what I meant, I mean, after all, this is my personal vendetta..."

Meng Lang interrupted her, smiling.

"What personal vendetta, did you forget what we're doing?

From the moment the Xu Group targeted us, they were already against all humanity!"

Uh...

Gao Yuan's expression became even stranger.

Although, thinking about it carefully, it seems this is indeed the case, but your moral high ground seems a bit unreasonable...

She looked around at the somewhat noisy environment.

"Why don't we find somewhere quieter?"

This place outside is ultimately not a place to discuss matters, Meng Lang nodded. "Sure!"

Seeing the two get up to leave, Gao Yuan casually placed a hundred-yuan bill, looking as if she was proactively covering the bill for Meng Lang.

Wang Xianfu, who had been paying attention to them all along but didn't dare to interrupt, quickly wiped his hands and ran over.

Gao Yuan had an extraordinary aura, and there was at least a million-starting luxury car parked next to them. When he passed by them with a food delivery opportunity earlier, he vaguely heard Meng Lang call the woman opposite "Chairman Gao."

Tsk! That title... you can tell just from the sound that it's not ordinary!

He walked over to the two, just about to say he'd waive the bill to build some rapport when he heard the tall beauty with outstanding temperament, facing away from him, ask Meng Lang.

"So... your place or mine?"

Wang Xianfu: "..."

Meng Lang: "..."

Looking up at Wang Xianfu behind Gao Yuan, looking like he was staring in awe at the mountains, Meng Lang twitched his mouth.

Hey, hey! Is this your so-called "somewhere quieter"?

Any nearby café is pretty quiet too!

Knowing that the other party was once again trying to sneak a peek into the leader's private life, Meng Lang could only say helplessly.

"My place then..."

Blocked as opposed to unobstructed, privacy, the more you hide it, the more it piques others' curiosity...

Gao Yuan was taken aback, she had casually asked without expecting Meng Lang to actually agree.

"Alright!"

She wasn't even aware of the delight in her tone.

Wang Xianfu picked up the bill on the table with a complex expression.

Just now, with their solemn expressions, I thought they were finally ordinary friends, but it turned out to be another client?

In this damn relationship between men and women, can there even be a normal pure friendship anymore?

And it's still so early?

Selling business from morning till night, huh?

Looking at the smiling Gao Yuan not far away, who even proactively opened the car door for someone to get in.

This time, he didn't question the meaning of his struggle.

He just questioned whether the meaning of his struggle was wrong from the start...

What scissor doors, butterfly doors, gull-wing doors... can compare to Chairman Gao personally opening the door for someone?

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