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

"Mr. Lu, this way please, we have arranged hotel accommodation for you."

Li Zairong squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Xuanyi, the warning in his gaze was very evident.

Korea is small with limited resources, and Hyundai's redevelopment inevitably causes direct harm to Samsung's interests.

He had already put aside old grievances and hoped Zheng Xuanyi would remember his own identity and not think that with Lu Liang's backing, he could act recklessly.

Zheng Xuanyi's smile remained unchanged, although he noticed Li Zairong's warning, he didn't take it to heart at all.

If Samsung really was that invincible, Li Zairong wouldn't have rushed to Incheon just because of a phone call from Lu Liang.

Although Samsung is indeed stronger compared to Hyundai, in front of Lu Liang, they are equals. In fact, because of his deeper cooperation with Lu Liang, Hyundai is even above Samsung.

Lu Liang observed the little actions of the two, he smiled faintly but did not speak to stop them, instead, he glanced at the ignored Little Wang: "What time does IG's match start?"

"At four o'clock, same as last time."

Little Wang was completely bewildered, unable to understand why Lu Liang, who clearly had an appointment with Li Zairong and Zheng Xuanyi, called him over.

Did he think they would have something to talk about?

Lu Liang checked the time, 3:40, and smilingly suggested: "Chairman Li, Chairman Zheng, Chairman Jin, after today's exhausting travels, why not leave the main business for tomorrow and join us to watch a game?"

Little Wang's eyes widened, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.

Lu Liang really acts on a whim, did he not know how strict Korea's hierarchy is?

Hyundai's Sect Leader Zheng Xuanyi, Samsung's Sect Leader Li Zairong, and the emerging leader Kakao's Sect Leader Jin Fan Zhu, if these three went to the venue, wouldn't the Koreans there be scared stiff?

The few exchanged glances and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes.

Zheng Xuanyi, although he didn't understand either, unconditionally supported Lu Liang's decision, setting an example first: "Mr. Lu, since you have such an interest, we of course will accompany you."

Li Zairong reflected for a moment before smiling and saying: "I heard this game is popular among young people in both countries, and it's a good opportunity for us to learn about it."

Seeing them both agree, Jin Fan Zhu had no reason to disagree and nodded with a smile: "Then let's go together."

A few minutes later, a luxury fleet under Samsung Group left the airport and headed to the Incheon Sports Complex.

Lu Liang and Little Wang shared a car, while the latter, full of doubt, asked: "I say, what are you up to again?"

With Lu Liang included, four conglomerate giants personally attending the venue, he couldn't even imagine how explosive the public reaction would be.

And that is precisely what he couldn't grasp, Lu Liang only held just over eight percent of shares in Panda.

Even if Panda's market value was a hundred billion US Dollars, selling all his shares would only amount to over 8 billion US Dollars.

It probably wouldn't even cover their appearance fees.

Moreover, as of last night, Panda's market value was only 9.1 billion US Dollars, breaking through to ten billion might still require winning the championship.

"Grown-ups' affairs, children shouldn't ask too much." Lu Liang gave a faint sidelong glance, not intending to reveal the truth to Little Wang.

Little Wang's face turned dark, gritting his molars while saying in the harshest tone the most cowardly words: "Feng Xi has signed, one year per contract, with a signing fee of 2 million, and 90 hours of live streaming per month, same treatment as Li Xiaomeng."

Lu Liang acknowledged with a sound, turned his head, and quietly admired the scenery of the urban-rural fringe outside the window, his lips curling slightly into a subtle smile.

He likes playing League of Legends, or at least he used to, which is no secret, and last week's semifinals, he was there to watch in person, which is even more well-known.

On the other hand, the three in the car behind, the youngest Jin Fan Zhu is already 45 years old, followed by 48-year-old Zheng Xuanyi, and 50-year-old Li Zairong.

Once the four of them appear on the field, it will only project one message to the outside world, that it's definitely those three accommodating Lu Liang's interest, that's why they came to watch.

Then Lu Liang's purpose has already been achieved.

In the future, there would be a rumor among the public that Korea's three strongest conglomerates have been brought under his command.

Although it's just a rumor without actual evidence, the seed of doubt has been planted, and in the future, if American capital intends to use Samsung against him, they'd have to think carefully whether Li Zairong might collaborate with him inside and out.

Twenty minutes later, the convoy arrived outside the sports complex.

Although it was already 4:10, the match hadn't started yet, and muddled singing echoed from inside the venue.

Knowing that four conglomerate giants were personally attending the event, the Korea head of Riot Games had been waiting at the door since early on.

Upon seeing Li Zairong and Zheng Xuanyi getting off the car, his face showed a fawning expression, more excited than seeing his own father.

"Chairman Li, Chairman Zheng, Chairman Jin, Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to come to watch the game."

Park Jeong-ho was filled with excitement, shaking Li Zairong's right hand with both hands, bowing and scraping, exhibiting obeisance to the extreme.

Although among the four, Lu Liang's international influence was obviously greater, the three attending the game was probably due to Lu Liang's invitation.

Nonetheless, a local official is less influential than a current one; Samsung is the definite uncrowned king in Korea.

As long as people live in Korea, from birth to death, their whole life is inseparable from the Samsung Group.

Just like a widely circulated saying among the people, offending the president may not be fatal, but offending Samsung definitely is.

Li Zairong made a sound of acknowledgment, not even bothering to take a proper look, and turned to Lu Liang and Little Wang: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Wang, please."

"Together." Lu Liang smiled and nodded, signaling for Little Wang to lead the way; it was his time to shine.

"This way, please." A hint of bitterness flashed in Little Wang's eyes as he walked ahead, suddenly feeling immense pressure.

It's important to know oneself. He happened to be self-aware and understood that in such a situation, he would only be seen as a mere errand boy.

The group passed through a corridor and entered the venue, taking seats in the front row, just as a boy band was taking the stage to perform.

The members of the boy band, who had previously appeared carefree and unruly, suddenly became so frightened upon recognizing people like Li Zairong, Zheng Xuanyi, and Lu Liang that their voices cracked out of tune.

Their previously smooth and cool dance moves became unnaturally stiff, twitching at times, like a high-profile Korean version of Nicholas Zhao Si.

For a moment, the audience erupted in boos.

League of Legends is a predominantly male-oriented game, inviting a KDA girl group was one thing, but inviting a boy band? They'd long been fed up with these pretty boys.

Faced with constant pressure from the audience, and with Li Zairong and Lu Liang watching from the front row, the boy band members' psychological endurance clearly faltered, constantly making mistakes in their dance and song.

A three-and-a-half-minute performance felt like an eternity.

Finally, as they finished performing and saw Li Zairong's stern face, two of the boy band members were so scared they started crying.

The host had to come on stage early, the top host of the Korea region, jokingly referred to by East Country netizens as the Roaring Emperor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you can understand. It's not entirely surprising for Jin Zhenhuan and Jin Zhiyuan to be in tears because just now, several distinguished and highly respectable guests joined us on site."

The Roaring Emperor, smiling broadly, suddenly kowtowed deeply towards the front row, saying excitedly, "A big thank you to Chairman Li of Samsung, Chairman Zheng of Hyundai, Chairman Jin of Kakao, and Mr. Lu of Tianxing, for coming to watch our event."

At that moment, cameras moved from left to right, capturing the people in the front row, who all smiled and greeted the billions of global viewers through the camera.

The faces of Jin Fan Zhu, Li Zairong, Lu Liang, Zheng Xuanyi, and Little Wang appeared simultaneously on the big screen, and the venue suddenly erupted with cheers as if mountains were collapsing.

"Holy cow, Liangzi came too."

"Not only did Liangzi come, but he also brought Samsung's Li Zairong, Hyundai's Zheng Xuanyi, and Kakao's Zheng Xuanyi."

"This is what you call presence, forget PUBG or cheater games, bow down to these gods!"

"Is this necessary? Isn't it just Li Zairong? Boy bands are indeed all sissies, and the Roaring Brother is making a big deal out of nothing."

"Bro, you probably don't know the gold content of the Samsung Group in Korea. It's only because our opponent this time is FNC. If it were SKT, we'd have already won half before playing."

"As the saying goes, if King Yan wants you dead at midnight, Samsung dares to keep you alive until dawn. The reverse is also true. If Samsung wants you dead at midnight, King Yan won't dare keep you until dawn."

"The three big bosses all accompany Mr. Lu to watch the match, Mr. Lu's face is indeed quite respected."

"From now on, we probably shouldn't call him Liangzi anymore. We should show some respect when abroad to prevent foreigners from sneaking a look."

"Liangzi, Liangzi, Liangzi, just call him that, what can you do about it?"

"Little Wang: I'm here too~ Why does nobody mention me? Am I not even deserving of a name?"

The live broadcast's effect was explosive. The news of the attendance of Lu Liang and the three Korean chaebol leaders at the finals quickly topped the hot searches across East Asian countries.

The world of Europe and America didn't pay much attention, but the news still reached the ears of institutions like BlackRock and Vanguard, who hold shares in Samsung.

"Mr. Lu is so cool, huh."

On one side of the stage, Yu's eyes were full of admiration. She always fantasized about her ideal man being a peerless hero, who one day would come to pick her up on colorful clouds.

Although this was a movie plot, if it reflected reality, Lu Liang's sudden appearance at the venue, accompanied by Korea's three most powerful chaebol heads, and sitting in the central position, was the most vivid representation.

"Hey, why aren't you speaking?" Yu suddenly nudged Feng Xi, who was dressed to the nines, waiting for her to give a speech as a winner.

After getting to know Lu Liang, not only was she eligible to host the finals, but she also signed with Panda on an unconditional annual contract.

Allegedly, Lu Liang had even arranged an apartment for her in Modu, instantly making her a life winner.

Feng Xi stared at Lu Liang, her eyes almost drifting into threads, murmuring to herself, "He's so amazing, truly amazing."

Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, slightly sour, teasingly saying, "In which way specifically?"

"In every way, he's just amazing..."

Feng Xi abruptly stopped, casting a displeased look, "You little brat, always trying to get information from me."

"Darling Xixi, I just want to meet Mr. Lu too. We sisters share everything, right?" Yu acted cute and pitiful, clutching her arm and whining.