"According to what you said, my grandfather, as the president of the Jade Association, can't resist the Shen family. If I join you now as a person who doesn't know anything, isn't this just throwing an egg at a stone? If I don't do it well, I might even get killed."
Meng Yan thought to himself that if the Shen family wanted to kill him because of their power, there were thousands of ways they could use it. Even if he used the simplest method of spending some money to hire a killer on the black market, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Tang Yuyan pursed her lips tightly when she heard this, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end she didn't say it.
The impact he had on Meng Yan with just a few words today was huge enough. If his position were reversed, he would probably not believe his words.
You should give him some time to calm down, and don't say anything about the more important things to him later.
Seeing that Tang Yuyan remained silent, Meng Yan sighed, hoping that this guy would listen.
"Miss Tang." Meng Yan relaxed her tone, changed her aggressive tone before, and sat down to refill her notebook.
"Ms. Tang, what you said today seems unbelievable to me, Meng Yan. Even if it is true, I can't convince myself to believe it for a while."
"Of course, if what you said is true, then the hatred between the Shen family and Meng Yan must be irreconcilable. I will contact Miss Tang again sooner or later."
"But it's absolutely not possible now. My daughter is still in the hospital waiting for the surgery fee. If I join you now, it will definitely cause trouble. I only have Duo'er as a relative in the world, and I must ensure her safety."
Tang Yuyan heard this and murmured in a low voice: "Actually, if you relax some restrictions, you won't only have your daughter as your only relative..."
"Miss Tang, what did you say?" Meng Yan didn't hear clearly.
"It's nothing, Mr. Meng, please continue."
"There's nothing else to say, that's all. For Duo'er's safety, I won't consider joining your plan, and I won't tell the Shen family about this conversation. Let's end it here."
After saying that, Meng Yan straightened his clothes and stood up. Seeing this, Tang Yuyan quickly handed over a business card.
"Meng Yan, this is my personal phone number."
Meng Yan did not hesitate, took the business card and accepted it: "Well, Miss Tang, see you in the future."
"Well, see you later." Tang Yuyan nodded and watched Meng Yan walk out of the guest room.
"The innocent little boy who gave me a flower crown back then has changed so much. He has become so thoughtful..."
A smile emerged from the corner of Tang Yuyan's mouth.
Meng Yan, who was in the corridor, turned back and glanced at Tang Yuyan, who was in the guest room but did not follow him. He hurriedly took three steps at a time to the bathroom on the floor and locked the door.
The overclocking of the magic pupil at the previous auction had already exhausted Meng Yan's brain. In addition, the conversation with Tang Yuyan just now had turned his brain upside down. At this moment, the sequelae finally appeared.
"vomit"
Meng Yan trembled and knelt on the ground. The severe dizziness and headache coming from his brain made Meng Yan feel dizzy and he retched into the toilet.
Nothing was vomited out, but Meng Yan felt that the muscles in his abdomen were twitching violently, as if he was trying to squeeze out all his internal organs. The severe pain from the muscle twitching in his body collided with the dizziness in his brain, making Meng Yan
Yan couldn't tell whether his brain was hurting more at this moment, or whether his internal organs were hurting more.
This lasted for about ten minutes. Meng Yan finally got over it and collapsed on the ground exhausted. Big beads of sweat were still seeping out from his forehead and flowing down his face, almost covering his entire shirt. Soaked.
Meng Yan stared blankly at the white ceiling. In a daze, Meng Yan seemed to pick up a memory fragment that did not exist in the corner of his brain.
Meng Yan saw his four-year-old self, who was inexperienced in the world, being picked up by his grandfather and placed on the table. He came close to him, with the tip of his nose almost touching his face, staring directly into his eyes, and from time to time he said "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk". "the sound of.
"I didn't expect that our Meng family would make such a big difference." Grandpa's voice was unclear, but the outline could still be heard clearly.
"This kid is incredible. His eyes are made for demon pupils. In time, he will definitely be a genius that surpasses me."
"But..." Grandpa suddenly frowned, and there was worry in his tone.
"This talent is not only this child's talent, but also this child's disaster..."
"Master Shi Zhongxian." Someone suddenly shouted outside the door.
"The eldest young master of the Shen family, Shen Tianyu, would like to see you..."
The memory fragments began to fragment at this point, and in the end only a blur of noise remained.
Meng Yan grinned, this must be a memory that he had imagined.
For as long as I can remember, my grandfather has been instilling in me that my talent is the lowest among the Meng family.
If I am really a genius at cultivating magic eyes as stated in the memory fragments, then why since I was a child, even if I stand in front of the original stone, I can only see some faint light emanating from it?
And Grandpa and the others can even see clearly the shape, color, and size of the jadeite inside the original stone through several layers of gauze?
He is indeed the person with the worst talent in the history of the Meng family.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I'm sorry, Father, Meng Yan has embarrassed you." Meng Yan grinned.
"I can't become a great person. I am destined not to let the Meng family shine in this life, nor can I avenge you."
In a daze, two tears slid down from the corners of Meng Yan's eyes, soaking together with the sweat on his shirt.
"Click."
There were a few more small cracks on the jade pendant on Meng Yan's chest.
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."
The phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and the harsh ringtone penetrated Meng Yan's eardrums, giving Meng Yan's already dazed brain another shock. For a while, Meng Yan felt a headache coming on him again.
"Ah." Meng Yan groaned in pain, gritted his teeth and took out his cell phone to answer the call.
"Hey, who is it? Do you have something to say?" Meng Yan's tone was mixed with pain and anger.
"Hello? Meng Yan? Meng Yan, what's wrong with you? Where are you? Do you want me to call someone over to help you?!" Jia Baiyuan's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"No need, tell me! What's the matter!" Meng Yan gritted his teeth and said, stretching out his other hand to rub his head, trying to relieve the pain.
"Meng Yan, the auction is over, I want to ask about that..."
"It's done. All ten million is on your Qinglong card. Go check it yourself." Meng Yan said angrily.
Judging from Jia Baiyuan, an old fox, he must have known immediately whether Meng Yan had passed the goal he set, and now he even made a special call to figure out what he was planning.
