After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 114: Too Dark, No Good People

"If you're interested, I can get in touch with Li Xiang for you, there should still be quite a few subscription shares left."

Liang pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said directly, "Let's wait a bit, the market feels a bit overheated right now."

With NIO, Xiao Peng, and Li Xiang, he always had the chance to enter the scene because they were always short of money.

Car manufacturing is a major undertaking, it couldn't make a name without a year or two, and without reputation, valuation couldn't increase.

If the valuation couldn't go up, they could only rely on connections to draw investments.

Anyway, Liang had already invested in NIO and had thus set half a foot into the new energy industry. He decided to observe for a while and wait for the market to cool down.

"All good, just give me a holler when you have an idea." Zhu Hu inserted a piece of cake and passed a plate to Liang.

He smiled and said, "Try it, it tastes good."

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"It really is delicious."

The two of them ate their afternoon tea, oblivious to others, completely out of sync with the atmosphere of the entire financing venue.

Passersby showed smiling faces, nodded in greeting; no one expressed displeasure, and no one dared to look scornful.

One was the notorious Golden Sand River's Zhu Hu, and the other was the recently famous Tianxing Luliang, both were financial bigwigs. Even if they were in a fancy Western restaurant using chopsticks to drink Moutai, people would still give them a thumbs-up for their authenticity.

"Tsk tsk, you two have ended up playing together after all." Suddenly, a hearty laughter sounded as Shen Peng strode over.

Zhu Hu looked up with a displeased gaze: "Are you the one who said I'm not a good person?"

Shen Peng grabbed a chair and sat down, smiling back, "Do you think you look like a good person?"

Zhu Hu retorted indignantly, "At least a hundred times better than your sanctimonious act."

Liang smiled placidly, leaning against the dining table with his plate as he watched Old Jia step up to the podium, ready to deliver his pitch for funding.

He had no interest in smooth things over; the two were old friends for more than 20 years, perhaps this was their way of interacting.

By comparison, Liang was more curious about Old Jia's performance.

"Thanks to everyone's love, for attending today's grand event. I believe that years from now, looking back on today, you will feel fortunate to have witnessed the birth of a great enterprise."

"In the age of mobile internet, the automotive industry is facing a massive revolution. The underground 'See Plan' replicates LeEco's successful vertical integration model to redefine the car."

"We will build the best internet intelligent electric vehicle through our own research and development, establishing an automotive internet ecosystem, and our country's automotive industry will short-cut to subvert the traditional giants from Europe, America, Japan, and Korea."

"LeTV Car will achieve 'triple modernization': electrification, intelligence, connectivity, completely overturning the existing automobile products."

"Not just overturning products, including research and development, marketing model, business model, operational model will all be comprehensively subverted."

"I know some might think I'm bold, arrogant, but the most important thing for a company is the spirit of enterprise, especially for leaders."

"Let's all of us, for the dream, suffocate!"

Liang was astonished. Old Jia wasn't ordinarily mad; he was always about overturning entire industries. Whether it was suffocating for the dream or paying for the dream remained to be seen.

Shen Peng laughed and said, "That's his style; some people really go for it."

"Mr. Jia, he truly is a capable person."

Zhu Hu picked up a hot towel to wipe the corners of his mouth, gesturing for Liang to look at the subscription table, where a long queue had already formed.

He could question the reality of LeEco's financial statements, but he never doubted Jia Yuetting's capabilities.

The concept of an internet ecosystem was proposed by him, and LeEco was indeed moving towards that goal.

However, after comprehensive consideration, they felt that investing in LeEco was too risky at the moment, but this didn't mean they outright rejected LeEco's business blueprint.

Perhaps LeEco would cease to exist in the future, but there would surely be successors who would step on this road again and create a complete ecosystem.

Liang muttered to himself, "Perhaps like religion, personal charisma draws in fans, and fans are irrational. Even if there's only a 0.01% chance of success, they still believe a miracle will happen."

Shen Peng was surprised; it was rare for Liang to have such a clear view and he said with a smile, "Right, but also not quite. More so, it's about being on the boat, unable to bear the losses of a failed investment, they can only follow him and sink or swim together."

At this, he looked at Zhu Hu with a beaming smile, and Zhu Hu glared fiercely in return, "None of your damn business."

He gestured to beckon his assistant from behind and, not avoiding the two others, straightforwardly said, "Go, just go through the motions."

Golden Sand River could still accept the loss from investment failures, it's just that LeTV hadn't reached a point where it needed to be abandoned yet.

As for considering more investment, forget it, but bolstering Old Jia's clout and hoodwinking others into investing was still possible.

Shen Peng's face remained smiling as he waved his assistant over, "You go too."

Lu Liang couldn't help but laugh in surprise, obviously both companies had come with the same idea.

Having gotten wet himself, he wanted others to get a little wet too, ideally finding a sucker to take over.

Zhu Hu snorted coldly and quietly raised his middle finger, "Just goes to show his sanctimoniousness."

"It's so dark, are there any good people left?"

Lu Liang sighed heavily, filled with emotion.

Then he faced the joint opposition of the two.

As Redwood's Shen Peng and Golden Sand River's Zhu Hu sent their assistants to subscribe, the onlookers at the scene couldn't sit still, and the queue at the subscription desk got longer and longer.

Old Jia, beaming, walked up to the podium to do some gentle coaxing, "Ladies and gentlemen, as of the last minute, 65% of the 120 million US Dollar subscription has been completed..."

Saying so, he looked towards Lu Liang, who just smiled slightly, indifferent, and contented himself with being a spectator.

He didn't have money, and even if he did, he wouldn't invest in LeTV.

Eventually, the second round of financing for LeTV Car, valued at 1.2 billion US Dollars, was still declared a success.

However, unlike other financings, Old Jia, using the pretext that the count was not yet complete, didn't announce the list on the spot.

...

The next day, the 29th, was also the fourth day Lu Liang returned to Modu, and his second visit to Shuxiang Jinxiu District.

Since there had been no activity on his credit card, he came to see how Su Wanyu had decorated their new apartment.

He called Su Wanyu, learned that she was busy at school submitting registration forms and wouldn't be back for a while, but she quietly told Lu Liang where she'd put the spare key.

"Why do they always like to hide it under a pot or behind a fire hydrant?" Lu Liang sighed, already too exhausted to complain.

But luckily, they had changed to a combination lock last time, which required both a password and a key to unlock the anti-theft device.

The interior of the house was decorated in warm colors, with water-soaked aromatherapy sticks inserted at the entrance hall, exuding a scent that was indistinct but pleasant, and a variety of small potted plants neatly arranged on the balcony.

The potted plants were well cared for, each leaf looking like it had been wiped clean, without a speck of dust.

Lu Liang headed to the master bedroom, which only contained furniture, with bedding neatly stacked, but it looked as though no one lived there.

He then tried the second bedroom and found the door locked, feeling somewhat indignant, "Even gentlemen need precautions?"

Returning to the living room, Lu Liang lay down on the sofa, and after waiting a while with boredom, suddenly had an inspiration.

It was close to six in the evening.

Su Wanyu, holding textbooks and carrying a canvas bag, hurried home and pushed the door open to find the room dark.

"Liang?"

She called out, sensing the scent of a meal.

In the next second, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

Lu Liang was smiling broadly, with a table of food prepared, "Come over quick, let's see how my cooking is?"

Su Wanyu's eyes widened in surprise, and she was speechless, "You can cook?"

In her memory, Lu Liang was a dazzling financial professional, who ventured in and out of high-end venues daily.

While not exactly someone who kept his hands clean, the spread of skillfully cooked dishes had her skeptical.

"Looking down on who?" Lu Liang glared resentfully. Ever since their relationship had gradually become more intimate, Su Wanyu, though still prone to blushing, had become increasingly bold with him.

Suddenly, Su Wanyu stretched out her index finger, smeared it across his face, and burst into joyful laughter, "There's still some grease on your face, it doesn't seem like takeout from a hotel."