My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 799 - 480: Showcasing the Limit_2

They truly achieved ’a few people on the ground, watching me in the blue sky’!

That Mr. Hu in the study was copying this poem, seems like he has ambitions...

Oh no, he’s a man with aspirations...

"So, Mr. Meng, do you also study calligraphy and poetry?"

A middle-aged man’s voice suddenly came from behind.

Meng Lang turned around and saw Hu Yifei walking into the study with a middle-aged man, one before the other.

"Sorry, I just got back from an out-of-town survey, hope I didn’t keep Mr. Meng waiting?"

Hu Yonghua smiled and extended his hand, but as he was about to shake hands with Meng Lang, he couldn’t help but let out a soft "huh" upon seeing the young man’s face.

Meng Lang was equally stunned, staring at Hu Yonghua with a peculiar expression gradually appearing on his face.

Hu Yonghua tried to recall for a moment, and the next second he suddenly pointed at Meng Lang and blurted out.

"Oh~ I remember now! Aren’t you that young man who showed the lower limit the other day?"

Meng Lang: "..."

Hey, hey! What’s with the "showing the lower limit" young man?

It was just a sports competition, friendship comes first, competition comes second, okay!

He also recognized him at this moment, unexpectedly this Mr. Hu Yonghua was one of those two middle-aged men he met in the gym last time while testing ’ping pong skills’...

No wonder Secretary Li looked familiar yesterday!

Weren’t these the two people he encountered back then?

"Uh... you two know each other?" Hu Yifei asked in surprise from the side.

"Ahem! We met once at the gym before, didn’t expect you, Mr. Hu, to be so approachable. At that time, I didn’t realize you were the city leader."

Meng Lang explained with a dry cough.

"Oh! Right!" Hu Yonghua also felt he had been a bit out of line earlier, awkwardly smiling to cover it up.

"I also didn’t expect that you, young brother, are the expert Yifei speaks of.

As you said, this upper limit and lower limit... both are high, huh? Hahaha..."

"I dare not claim to be an expert, but I did make a fool of myself in front of you earlier, haha..."

"Hey! We got to know each other through a test! Haha!"

Watching the two of them awkwardly laugh together, Hu Yifei was all confused by what he heard.

What "upper limit" "lower limit," what on earth happened between these two in the gym...

After this unexpected episode, Hu Yonghua curiously observed the seemingly ordinary young man in front of him.

Just looking at his age and appearance, there was no trace of the so-called expert demeanor.

However, his eyes and demeanor had a very special confidence and laid-back nature.

At least an ordinary person facing his current status could not possibly be so calm...

"I heard that Yifei’s company was revived, thanks largely to Mr. Meng. I have long wanted to thank you in person.

Seeing you today, I didn’t expect Mr. Meng to be so young."

"Not at all, helping President Hu was a stroke of luck, President Hu’s senior sister is a friend of mine, we got familiar through multiple interactions.

Besides, I didn’t exert that much effort, just introduced Chairman Gao of Changqing Biological to Mr. Hu, at most, I’m just a middleman."

Just a middleman?

A middleman that even made the prideful Mr. Hu Yifei so adoring?

"Mr. Meng..."

"Hey! I am on par with President Hu, Mr. Hu, you are the elder, just call me Xiao Meng."

"Haha! Alright, Xiao Meng, do you also like poetry and calligraphy?"

Hu Yonghua pointed to the words on the desk and asked with a smile.

An official in a high position willing to meet guests in a private study and talk about his interests signifies quite a level of closeness.

Unfortunately, Meng Lang wasn’t part of the officialdom, so Hu Yonghua’s intentional display of goodwill was like performing for a blind man...

"It’s too much to call it like, it’s just that my grandfather liked it. When I was a child, I practiced for a few years, but it was only at an elementary school level, third prize in calligraphy."

"Uh... hahaha!" Hu Yonghua was instantly amused by Meng Lang’s unconventional answer.

"Brother Xiao Meng, you are being modest, Dad, you don’t know what dual cultivation of medicine and martial arts is.

Brother Xiao Meng is not only skillful, last time one of our employees suddenly fainted, almost out of breath, and with just a few needles, he was awake.

If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe there’s such a young Divine Doctor!"

Hu Yifei naturally praised him to the utmost.

"Oh?" Hu Yonghua looked at Meng Lang with a slightly peculiar gaze.

"So, Xiao Meng must come from a family with deep learning?"

"Haha! I dare not claim deep learning, but our ancestors can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period..."

He wasn’t lying, the Meng family genealogy revered Mengzi as the ’ancestor,’ this is verifiable, and the ancestral hall even has it displayed.

As for what kind of thousand-year family heritage these two father and son might imagine...

That’s not my problem.

Indeed, Hu Yonghua’s eyes showed a slight wavering.

However, the purpose of his meeting with Meng Lang today was to test the young man’s caliber as the "expert," so he wouldn’t be easily fooled by a few words from a young man...

He picked up the words on the table, "This piece I wrote just yesterday, what do you think of it, Xiao Meng?"

What do I think?

Think what?

Just slightly better than an average level, between not quite good enough and more than adequate, how many calligraphy masters do you think there are in the world, and they’re all officials...

"Ahem! The strokes are vigorous and imposing!"

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