After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 159 - 158: Global Stock Market Plunge
The alternate account had just been used, when Lu Liang's backup phone suddenly rang with a notification for an added contact.
A small cat avatar, the friend circle shared daily photos with faces in them, as well as group pics with friends and family.
"A life account?"
A satisfied smile appeared on Lu Liang's face, and he approved the friend request. He could use an alternate account to add others, but he didn't want others to use alternate accounts to add him.
"Lu God, is that you?"
"I'm in Modu, come hang out for a few days when you're free."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm in Hang City, and I was actually thinking of going there to have a good time."
"What's your name?"
"Yang Xiaoxiao."
"When you get there, go to the Peace Hotel and report my name, you can stay for however many days you want, because I can't be sure when I'll be free."
Lu Liang made a call to Tan Tao at the hotel, telling him if a girl named Yang Xiaoxiao used his name, to help her check in.
Yang Xiaoxiao was astonished, she hadn't expected Lu Liang to be so direct, but she didn't reject: "Okay~"
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Lu Liang put away his phone and went to the adjacent trading room.
Old England's Brexit had happened against global disbelief, a stellar opportunity not seen every day.
There was still 2.379 billion US dollars in the account, lying idle wouldn't earn any money, one always had to find a good way for the funds to flow out.
Lu Liang formulated the 532 plan, 50% invested in US stocks, 30% in Big A stocks, and 20% kept as reserve funds.
Since '08, US stocks have been on a slow bull run, with Nasdaq increasing from 1300 to 4500 points. Over the past 8 years, almost no losses were made as long as one bought blue-chip stocks.
In contrast with Big A, which showed a bit of revival last year only to be knocked down again, it faced two circuit breakers at the start of the year, bringing it to half life. If it were not for the subsequent new energy plan, Lu Liang really wouldn't want to play with Big A.
Because today's Big A market was like this: international markets go up, I stay still, I'm different. International markets fall, I fall too, I'm influenced by international markets.
The impact of Old England's decision to Brexit was still spreading, with stock markets worldwide taking a nosedive, and capital fleeing to the gold market for safety.
Lu Liang didn't plan to join the crowd. The good news for gold was already 90% digested last night; entering now would likely result in being stuck holding the bag.
Better to wait and buy the dip on US stocks in the evening, as the announcement of Brexit came just fifteen minutes after the US market closed.
At this moment, Chen Jinchun came over and inquired, "Mr. Lu, did you place an order for a ModelX at the end of last September?"
"Seems like there was such a thing," nodded Lu Liang, taking the envelope from Chen Jinchun's hand.
A letter from Tesla to its customers, he was fortunate to be one of the first batch of fifty owners to receive the car delivered to China.
The ModelX delivery event would be held in three days at the convention center, and they hoped he could be there on time.
"Is this about money? Or is it an attempt on my life?"
Lu Liang furrowed his brows; this was too much of a coincidence. If it was just to ride the popularity wave, he didn't mind.
But the key point was JPMorgan was Tesla's second-largest shareholder, and they took a hit of several billion US dollars from him last night.
Tesla's electric cars were connected to the network, making them susceptible to remote control, and there was also the possibility of losing control suddenly while driving.
A wise man keeps away from danger; he absolutely wouldn't attend this delivery event, nor ride in an electric car, unless he built it himself.
Lu Liang thought for a moment and then looked at Wen Chao: "On the 22nd, you go help me pick up the car."
He really wanted to give Tesla's stock price a boost, since it was also one of the blue-chip stocks they planned to buy into. Unfortunately, the timing of the invitation was too sensitive, he could only apologize.
At 9:30 in the evening, US stocks took a heavy dive.
Lu Liang also instructed to start establishing positions, ever since the five million US dollar bonus plan was known, everyone was chomping at the bit.
Most of them were fresh graduates from last year, while their acquaintances were still enduring internships, they had already been formally employed and had received several bonuses.
By ten o'clock, Liang instructed Wen Chao to monitor the stocks and to notify him immediately if there were any issues, and then he left the company by car.
Arriving at the Peace Hotel on the Bund, upon seeing Liang, the lobby manager greeted him with a beaming smile, "Mr. Lu, Miss Yang is upstairs."
Liang nodded slightly, received an extra room card, but he didn't swipe the card to unlock the door directly; instead, he stood at the door and knocked, waiting for a response from inside.
"Who is it?"
A timid voice came from inside.
Although she had heard that high-end hotels would not check the rooms, she still couldn't help but be a little frightened inside.
"It's me," Liang said with a smile, and through their afternoon phone call, Yang Xiaoxiao could recognize his voice.
She opened the door, looking at Liang with disbelief, "Wow~ Lu God, why are you so young."
Ever since Liang's company had expanded its recruitment, his appearance was no longer a secret. However, there were rarely any straight-on photos; the employees usually took sneaky shots.
The sneaky shots were dark, or the angles were off, making Liang look old and dark in the photos, almost like he was about 40.
Now, finally seeing him with her own eyes, she found Liang to look very young, and he even had the handsome charm of a mature man.
"You can either call me Mr. Lu or Liang."
A hint of surprise flashed in Liang's eyes as Yang Xiaoxiao stood up, reaching almost to his nose, she must have been at least 1.72 meters tall.
It was seriously incongruent with the height of a big Lolita, but fortunately, her looks weren't a photo deception. She still appeared innocent and charming, with especially bright eyes.
Her coffee-colored pleated skirt was matched with a gray wool sweater, and her chest puffed out, only the car saleswoman Li Yue could compare with her.
Perhaps unaware that Liang would come over tonight, she was walking around the room barefoot, with soft and tender feet.
"Liang~"
Yang Xiaoxiao was at a loss and called out timidly, looking down and fidgeting with her fingers, suddenly unsure of what to do.
"Xiaoxiao, are you hungry? Why don't you join me for some late-night snacks downstairs at the restaurant?"
Liang invited with a smile. Yang Xiaoxiao paused, hastily put on her socks and shoes, and followed him out.
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After the late-night meal, she realized that Liang wasn't hungry but simply wanted a better room.
Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly understood, tilted her head, and asked with a grin, "Liang, are you worried you'll end up in a little movie?"
"Not bad, not too dumb," Liang admitted generously. While navigating the worldly society, safety should be a priority.
This was her main job, and although Liang didn't particularly care, if she made a little movie, it would be troublesome.
"What about the trust between people? I really have turned over a new leaf," Yang Xiaoxiao pouted and acted upset.
"If you were to play that game, it wouldn't be fun. Actually, I prefer you just the way you are."
Liang's lips curved into a smile as he took out his phone and played a video: it was the first time she shorted British Pounds and made money, feverishly shouting his name.
Even though her face wasn't visible, the large movements of her body gave off an innate seductiveness.
If Liang preferred the sensible and obedient type, he could have easily sought out Li Manli, so why bother coming to see her?
Her paleness was one thing, but more importantly, she had great allure, like a seductive sprite, simply put - erotically appealing to the bone.
This was her livelihood, without her charm, she wouldn't have been able to save up tens of thousands of US dollars at such a young age.
Liang had seen her ID card; she was 24 years old and a talented graduate from South China Normal University.
"Liang, shall we go take a shower first?"
Yang Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed red, suddenly feeling as if she was being executed in public. Although she had video-chatted with others, they couldn't see her face. It was like wearing a false mask; the face she was losing belonged to someone else.
For the first time having eye contact and being publicly executed by her idol, although the halo of this idol was almost gone, she wished she could just find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
