After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

"Mr. Lu, you shouldn't speak so absolutely."

Xu Jiayin looked displeased; Lu Liang's disparagement of Hengchi Automobile made him uncomfortable.

Although the initial purpose of Hengchi was indeed to boost Hengtai Group's stock price, after all, no idea, no spectacle, but a lot of capital and effort have been invested.

Nowadays, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can develop new energy vehicles, so why can't real estate groups?

Besides, their Jinmen factory is almost completed, and seven or eight new Hengchi models will soon hit the market collectively.

The current new energy market is booming, with a penetration rate already as high as 18% and still rapidly increasing each year.

In contrast, the real estate industry is past its prime; thirty-year mortgages have exhausted the savings of several generations.

Although there is now the Xiangjiang Market, to completely solve Hengtai's internal issues, more promising projects are needed.

"Mr. Xu, are you hungry?"

Lu Liang laughed, skipping the topic altogether.

Xu Jiayin, not wanting to strain relations with Lu Liang over this, touched his stomach and laughed, "Now that you mention it, I am a bit hungry, I didn't eat much at noon."

"Shall we go together?"

"Together!"

The two went to the second floor of Plaza Building to dine and happened to run into Chen Jiebin, who was also coming for a meal.

"What a small world, Director Chen, what a coincidence." Lu Liang was surprised and waved to greet him.

"Mr. Xu, hello." Chen Jiebin nodded to Xu Jiayin, sat beside Lu Liang, and explained, "It's not really a coincidence, I knew you often eat here, so I came here to run into you on purpose."

"If Director Chen needs something, just one call and no matter how busy we are, we will head to the Financial Management Office immediately."

Xu Jiayin chuckled, called over the restaurant waiter to add more tableware, and incidentally ordered a bottle of 1990 Romanée-Conti.

In the past, he always wanted to meet Chen Jiebin, but the latter was always unresponsive, not attending parties, and returning all gifts.

Later, knowing that Chen Jiebin was incorruptible and he himself had become the First Rich of the East Country, he no longer bothered to curry favor with him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Liang's influence was so significant that the financial giant voluntarily came to meet; it seemed the rumors of their close relationship had some basis.

"Mr. Xu, no need for formalities, I don't drink." Chen Jiebin hurriedly waved his hand.

Lu Liang also jokingly said, "Better return it, because if Director Chen sneaks out to pay the bill again, it'll cost a fortune."

A bottle of 1990 Romanée-Conti costs over a million Hong Kong Dollars, and although he couldn't taste anything special, he knew it wasn't cheap.

"Mr. Lu understands me." Chen Jiebin laughed, knowing Lu Liang was still bothered by his previous bill paying incident.

"Then just add the tableware." Hearing what they said, Xu Jiayin didn't insist.

"With the dust settled, we can relax a bit now." Chen Jiebin, sipping tea, looked at Lu Liang.

Xiangjiang can have a bull market, but only a slow bull is acceptable. After all, only a slow bull is a real bull, like the NASDAQ of US stocks.

The index's increase is a gradual process, never achieved overnight.

Lately, following Huazhi's acquisition and New World Development's acquisition, the Xiangjiang Market seems to have gone wild.

As the saying goes, fools buy, fools sell, and there are fools waiting.

Overheated emotions, in the long term, are very unsuitable for the healthy development of the market.

Take Hengtai as an example; its market value surged to 600 billion, and some stocks of the Hengtai Group rose with the tide.

Among these, there are junk stocks, where junk company managers fish in troubled waters, taking advantage to reduce their shareholding for a profit.

"I'll return to the mainland tomorrow, and I probably won't be coming back anytime soon." Lu Liang smiled.

Apparently, his judgment was correct, and the Xiangjiang authorities also don't want the financial market to overheat.

This is a good thing, indicating he now possesses a certain degree of political wisdom.

"Gold autumn in September, makes sense when you think about it." Chen Jiebin thought about Lu Liang's other leg, Tianxing Automobile.

He raised his tea cup as a toast and said, "Alright, as long as you know what you're doing. I have to go home for dinner too."

"Okay, take care, Director Chen."

After Chen Jiebin left, Xu Jiayin looked pensive and curiously asked, "Was Mr. Chen just here for a simple reminder?"

"Didn't you hear?" Lu Liang laughed, and after a simple meal, said goodbye to Xu Jiayin, and returned upstairs to his company.

He called over Wen Chao, Sun Yutao, Li Junwei, and Tang Caide, among others, to inform them of his return to the mainland the next day.

"The main task ahead is to integrate all resources, we'll temporarily hand over that fund to the Quantitative Department for management."

As Lu Liang spoke, he picked up the financial report and carefully reviewed it; both Tianxing Private Equity and Tianxing Quantitative's funds have already returned to their respective company's accounts.

The two companies collectively invested 21 billion US Dollars, eventually yielding a profit of approximately 723 million US Dollars.

Not making money, just earned some hard-earned fees.

The $8.2 billion of Xingheng Investment only made $120 million, but acquired Guangsheng under Huazhi.

Finally, the funds on Tianxing Finance's books, $300 billion ABS, $50 billion in New York Station was frozen by the IRS.

Assisted Hengtai in acquiring New World, with a total investment of $18.785 billion, and remaining funds of $231.215 billion.

Wen Chao said, "Mr. Lu, the financial report of the investment has been sent to Hengtai Group."

The total loan amounts to $18.785 billion, and Hengtai must prioritize repayment of $9.3925 billion within the next six months.

The remaining $9.3925 billion, in three-year equal installments, at a 5% interest rate, with principal and interest totaling $10.801 billion.

Lu Liang nodded slightly, his expression suddenly serious: "Everyone, I entrust this to you, to quickly complete Huazhi's privatization, let Xingheng use the shell of Guangsheng Bank, develop financial savings related business, and wait for the opportunity to receive full funding business from Delimei."

He won't be gone for a short time.

But when he returns to Xiangjiang again, it will be time to go to war with HSBC, and even Wall Street. In the coming months, sufficient preparations must be made.

"Okay, Mr. Lu, I'll do my best."

The meeting lasted until late at night, and Lu Liang returned to the Four Seasons Hotel feeling exhausted.

Xue Jingyang had already prepared a bath, assisted Lu Liang in changing and entering the water, and then removed her light nightgown.

Lu Liang tilted his head back, resting on the elastic 'pillow', squinting his eyes to enjoy the caresses of slender hands: "The technique is authentic, have you learned it before?"

Xue Jingyang responded with a hum, saying: "Although the dance troupe has masseurs, we have also learned some techniques ourselves, as well as acupuncture points."

She rubbed her temple with her index finger, pressing the Fengchi acupuncture point with her thumb: "Mr. Lu, you can often rub these two acupuncture points, especially before sleep, which has a very significant sleep-promoting effect."

Lu Liang chuckled lightly: "But I'm lazy."

"It's okay to be lazy, just take me with you." Xue Jingyang giggled, picked up the facial cleanser beside her, and applied a facial mask to Lu Liang.

"Soak for a few minutes before getting up, the best bath time is fifteen minutes, soaking too long is bad for your health." She added.

Lu Liang spoke about returning to the mainland tomorrow morning: "I rented this suite for a year, you can live as long as you want."

Xue Jingyang was silent for a long time until Lu Liang asked, "What's wrong?" She showed a forced smile on her face: "I'll still go back to Yangcheng to live, at least there I still have friends."

"That's fine."

Lu Liang nodded, not saying more.

A beautiful woman is just a good-looking dress.

No matter how good-looking the dress is, he won't wear it every day, nor will he have any feelings for the dress.

Early the next morning, Lu Liang left the hotel to go to the airport, and took a private plane to leave Xiangjiang.

The scene of the Global 6000 taking off was seen by many people, and people then realized that Lu Liang had left Xiangjiang.

This relieved the native Xiangjiang forces, as if the sword of Damocles above their heads had been removed.

After all, Lu Liang had been in Xiangjiang for a full month, but during this period, Liu Cixin ran away, and Ah Zheng collapsed.

Huazhi and New World also changed owners; if he stayed a few more days, many people wouldn't be able to sleep.

Lu Liang left, but the influence of his actions in the Xiangjiang market continues to ferment.

Huazhi Group announced the privatization process, to buy back shares at a price of $12.52, a 22% premium.

This price is 2% higher on the upper limit than the rumors of 10%-20%.

The news spread, market investors applauded, and favor for Lu Liang surged.

At the same time, Yang Qisheng of Emperor Group held a press conference, swiftly following Huazhi Group's lead, announcing the delisting privatization.

After a moment, Hengtai Group followed closely, announcing a $20 billion fundraising, stating the funds will be used for developing and constructing the Xiangjiang real estate market.

Soon after, HSBC couldn't resist, announcing an increase of 50 basis points on top of the existing 2.56% interest rate for five years, bringing savings interest to 3.06%.

"How does it feel different? But it seems not much has changed."

The day after Lu Liang left Xiangjiang, many citizens noticed that the Xiangjiang market was undergoing some transformation.

What change, they couldn't say, just felt the entire Xiangjiang market was undergoing a top-down transformation.

An old man at the fish market on East Street, talking to others, mysteriously smiled, revealing the secret: "It's normal to feel strange, because it has indeed changed."

He noticed that in recent days, the number of wasting youths marching on the streets had noticeably decreased. Even if there were some, they were not as organized or disciplined as before.

The workload of policemen receiving reports had decreased significantly; now, they often only need to disperse a few times and the wasting youths scatter like headless flies.

Others suddenly realized, curiously asked: "Oh right, I just noticed, old man, why is this happening?"

"Their financiers are now barely able to protect themselves, facing life and death crises, how could they still have the mind to fund these brats?"