Meng Liangren had been observing this young man named Cao Xuefeng for a long time.

He doesn't go to school, he probably graduated from junior high school, he is very good at telling stories, and he often pops out of his mouth a few names that Meng Liang is familiar with.

Meng Liangren didn't pay attention to it at first, but after listening to it a few more times, he suddenly remembered where these names came from.

"The Legend of Fang" was originally the plot setting of a large-scale online game of the same name in China, and was later written as a novel by the author, and then made into a costume drama.

Meng Liangren was worried about his livelihood at that time, so he naturally didn't pay attention to these. But the inferior rental house he lives in, the sound insulation is so poor that it seems to have a hole, and he is forced by his neighbors to listen to TV dramas every night, because he doesn't know how many sleepless nights he has endured, and of course he is deeply impressed.

So the author of the novel was later accused of stealing someone else's work, and he knew something about it.

Stealing, not plagiarizing. Because the whistleblower pointed out that the author took other people's manuscripts as his own and submitted them to a game studio at the time, which is why "The Legend of the Fang" came into being.

This incident caused an earth-shattering incident, and finally ended in the loss of the exposing party.

Meng Liangren's gaze fell on the mediocre-looking young man in front of him, he couldn't remember the real name of the official author, as if he was also surnamed Cao, but it was not the word "Xuefeng".

In any case, just take this as if he was betting on it.

Cao Xuefeng was still a little stunned, he looked at the boy in front of him who was about the same age as himself, and he was actually a little timid.

After all, the two of them stood facing each other, like people from two worlds, one was dressed in fresh clothes, with a fair complexion, and handsome eyebrows and eyes, while the other was gray-faced, wearing dirty overalls in the store, and the exposed collar was washed white.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Liangren thought that maybe he was too sudden and scared people, so he softened and said, "I've been paying attention to you for a long time, you don't have parents, you don't go to school, you only work in your third aunt's shop, right?" ”

Cao Xuefeng sneered: "You...... Pay attention to what I do. ”

Meng Liangren narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, leaned in front of him and said, "I think the story you told those guests is very interesting, why don't you write it down and publish it?" ”

Cao Xuefeng was stunned: "I ......"

Meng Liangren waved his hand and said: "I know everything before, I just want to ask you, if I provide you with food and shelter and for you to go to school, you just need to concentrate on writing down your things, are you willing to go with me?" ”

Cao Xuefeng stammered: "What, how can there be such a good thing......

Meng Liangren smiled, like a wolf setting a sheep: "Why not, you are so unlucky, it's time for Jitai to come." ”

"This ......"

"I came suddenly, and it's normal for you not to believe it." Meng Liangren didn't force him again, but took out a note with a string of addresses, his name and the school, "Within three days, if you think clearly, come to me according to this address." If you don't come......"

Cao Xuefeng naturally answered: "Just when you haven't seen me?" ”

"Nope." Meng Liangren said, "I'll come to the store to look for you." ”

“……”

He took the note blankly, clenched it unconsciously, turned around and kicked the tire of the bicycle, the lunch box on the top of the carton poured out, and the soup spilled on his overalls, making a mess.

He hurriedly wiped his sleeves, and the more he wiped them, the dirtier they became, Meng Liangren frowned when he saw this, took off his clean coat and handed it to him, "What is there to wipe if it's dirty, wear this." ”

Cao Xuefeng waved his hand again and again: "No, no need......"

Meng Liangren didn't know how he contributed his coat, it stands to reason that he didn't need to do more, but seeing this person was like seeing himself who was down at that time.

So he threw down the words: "If you are told to wear it, you will wear it." "I got in the car that came with me and left.

Meng Liangren sat in the back seat, saw the thin pockmarked young man in the rearview mirror by the car window, smiled, and closed his eyes.

Cao Xuefeng stood in the shade of the trees, carrying the coat given to him by Meng Liangren with one hand, and taking off his work clothes with the other, wiping his hands with it, and then putting on this clean coat that didn't look like he matched at all.

He packed up the takeaway and pushed his bike back to the store.

The proprietress was smiling and sending the guests out: "Okay, come again!" When he turned his head and saw him, he couldn't help but say, "Why did you just go out and come back?" When he saw his work clothes drenched with soup in his hand, he exclaimed, "Ouch, why are your clothes so dirty?" Dead boy, did you dump the takeout? You don't use your eyes to do things, do you? The master worked hard to make it and wasted ...... for you"

"Third aunt." He hesitated for a moment, interrupting her, his voice a little hoarse, "I have a cold, I'm a little dizzy, and I can't see the way clearly." ”

The proprietress looked at him suspiciously: "Do you have a cold?" Don't I see it? To make a mistake is to make a mistake, to make excuses ......"

Cao Xuefeng parked his bicycle in front of the store: "I'm tired, don't you work today?" I went to sleep. ”

He has always been obedient and obedient, but the proprietress didn't react for a while, and said, "What are you doing here?" The wings are not hard yet, the third aunt will give you food and salary, and you will still ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the boy had already walked to the next room.

The proprietress froze in place, shook her hand half-loudly, and said angrily: "It's the other way around!" ”

Meng Liangren is very sure, it turns out that he is also right, if Cao Xuefeng is a little older and enters the society, he may not come to him, but he is still young, and he still has illusions about some things.

Sure enough, on the third day, Cao Xuefeng stood at the door of Wanxi's high-end residential area with a note in one hand and clean clothes in the other.

Standing at the door, looking at the waxed smooth wooden floor, he hesitated a little, and Meng Liangren found a pair of slippers for him: "Come in." ”

He shook his head: "No...... No, I'm just here to ask you, do you still count what you said that day? ”

Meng Liangren smiled and said, "I said that even if you didn't come, I would go to look for you, isn't this sincerity enough?" ”

Cao Xuefeng pursed her lips and stared at him with burning eyes: "Are you willing to provide me with food and shelter and send me to school, as long as I finish writing my novel?" ”

Meng Liangren also replied to him seriously: "That's right. But you can't be in Wanxi, you have to go to Linchuan, I will have someone send you there. ”

Cao Xuefeng was stunned, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." I'll let you do it. ”

Meng Liangren asked him to go back and pack up first, deal with the things that should be handled, and then let people send him to Linchuan by train, and then called Meng Zhe again, relying on the Meng family's relationship in Linchuan City No. 1 Middle School to send people in.

Meng Zhe frowned habitually, and the pen paused on the page of the text: "You tell Assistant Lin about this and let him do it." ”

"Okay." Meng Liangren responded, the brothers were silent, and Meng Zhe asked, "You will be in your third year of high school next semester?" ”

"Yes."

"Which school do you want to go to?"

"A big."

Meng Zhe paused, probably not expecting him to set the difficulty so high: "Wanxi No. 1 Middle School, it is more advantageous to take the C major exam. "The name of the C is no lower than the name of the A.

"I want to go back to Linchuan."

The assistant knocked on the door, came in with the information, and saw her boss on the phone, with a cold look, as if it was not the same as usual, she couldn't tell, but her instinct told her that the boss should be in a good mood.

"If you can put your mind to it."

"Well, I will."

The assistant watched Meng Zhe hang up the phone, looked at her with a cold look, coughed, stepped forward and put a stack of things in his hand on the table: "This is the information you requested." Another hour later, there was a meeting with the people from Songli in the small conference hall on the tenth floor. ”

"yes, okay."

"Or is it just ......" The assistant looked at his face carefully, "There is a Miss Xu Yijun who just called and invited you to have lunch with her. ”

Meng Zhe picked up the information and checked, and said, "Don't worry about her." ”

"Yes." The assistant nodded, intending to go out, but was stopped again: "Wait." ”

"What else do you command?"

Meng Zhe put down the paper in his hand, groaned, and said, "Tell Song Li that the meeting has been postponed to the afternoon, tell Miss Xu, and ask her which restaurant she wants to go to." ”

The car slowly stopped on the side of the street in front of the Ye Mansion, and the woman sitting in the co-pilot smiled: "That's it." ”

The thin heels knocked on the brick surface, Xu Yijun's face was a little red, as if he was shy, and as if he was happy: "Today's lunch is very pleasant, thank you, Mr. Meng." ”

Meng Zhe put his hand on the steering wheel, nodded and said, "If you're happy, go in." ”

Xu Yijun raised her eyes to look at him, she knew how to grasp the minds of men, but Meng Zhe was not the men she had been in contact with before.

But getting the favor of such a man is a thing that gives a sense of achievement.

She bowed her head reservedly with a suppressed sense of excitement, turned around and walked towards the Ye family's old mansion, and the car behind her waited for her to go away, and then started up and drove away.

When she returned to the house, the maid came out with a fruit bowl, and when she saw her, she said, "Miss Cousin." ”

Xu Yijun nodded with a smile, and coldly heard a sneer: "Look at your blooming appearance, you don't know shame." ”

She smiled, saw Ye Chan sitting on the sofa, frowned and bowed her head, "Cousin." ”

Ye Chan was uncontrollable, and the sarcasm and anger that she usually suppressed erupted: "Yo, why did you come to me, it's a pitiful look, when I faced Ah Zhe just now, I almost had to put it on." ”