After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 344 - 341: The Demeanor of a Great General

Although it was Friday,

Lu Liang still decided to make a trip to the company first.

These days, he had been out of the country and accumulated a lot of financial orders to sign, and had also received many invitations from various people and enterprises.

The former were all normal daily expenses such as rent, utilities, labor, etc., which Tang Caidie had previously compiled into reports, sent to Lu Liang for review and authorization, and now required his supplementary signature and company seal.

The latter consisted of over a dozen invitation letters, mostly for financing, new product launches, or financial symposiums.

Lu Liang could attend if he wished, and likewise, it was fine if he didn’t want to.

Among them, two caught his attention, both were official invitations.

The first was for August 7th, a commendation ceremony for the National Outstanding Young Entrepreneurs and the Top Ten Distinguished Young People.

Spanning two days, the first day would feature an award ceremony in the auditorium, and the second day would be held at Huaqing University, creating a platform for shared exchanges.

The second was for the World New Energy Vehicle Conference, with dates and location set for August 15th to August 17th.

Over the course of three days, it would take place on Hai Island in Boao, and Lu Liang was invited as a member of the board of directors.

That day, many senior leaders would be in attendance.

"Neither of the invitations can be declined, nor should they be."

Lu Liang muttered to himself, remembering Su Wanyu’s due date, which seemed to be in the latter half of August.

There might be a conflict in timing.

But he had promised Su Wanyu that as her due date approached, he would make time to be with her no matter what.

Now it seemed he would have to break his word.

The corners of Lu Liang’s mouth curved upward, sketching a smile, as he found Lu Ya’s number in his contacts: "Sis, what have you been up to lately? How are mom and dad? Are Dabao and Erbao doing well in their studies?"

Lu Ya was silent for a few seconds before responding succinctly: "Tell me!"

Having known each other for over thirty years, she could tell, just by the way he perked up, whether Lu Liang needed to take a number one or a number two.

Every time he sweet-talked her, it never boded well.

He only thought of her, the older sister, when there was some issue at hand.

"What do you say to going overseas to relax a bit, if you’re not too busy?" Lu Liang said cheerfully.

"Don’t you want to tell me the truth?" Lu Ya’s tone was stern.

Lu Liang chuckled awkwardly: "Actually, it’s nothing much, you haven’t met Yu yet, have you? I’m inviting you to go visit her."

"..."

Lu Ya fell silent again, longer this time,

Then suddenly asked, "Did you get someone in trouble?"

"Ah, she’s giving birth next month."

Even over the phone, Lu Liang could hear her heavy breathing, like the precursor to a volcanic eruption.

Lu Ya remained silent for a long while,

He couldn’t help but ask, "Sis, are you still there?"

"I’m not dead yet~"

Lu Ya took a deep breath to steady her emotions and asked again, "Is she still in the United Kingdom? Not coming back?"

Lu Liang replied, "She hasn’t finished her studies there. I just got back from Edinburgh, where I spent a few days with her. After our talk, she decided to stay there and have the baby there too."

"Her studies haven’t finished?"

Lu Ya clenched her molars so hard they creaked. Unless she was mentally challenged, she wouldn’t believe such a flimsy excuse.

Considering the timing of Su Wanyu going abroad and the period Lu Liang was entangled in rumors with some online celebrity,

It wasn’t hard to guess what really happened.

"When can I go over?"

Lu Ya tried to control her urge to lash out, calming herself down, constantly reminding herself that this was her own flesh and blood brother, not something picked up from a trash can.

Lu Liang thought for a moment and said, "You have never been abroad, so it will probably take about two weeks to process a European visa, but I will ask someone to expedite the procedure."

Lu Ya grunted in acknowledgment, ready to hang up the annoying call.

After experiencing her brother’s sudden wealth, her tolerance had grown significantly. Now, since the person was reluctant to return, and it would take two weeks to process a visa, fretting over it wouldn’t help.

Moreover, Lu Liang had just come back from Edinburgh.

"They should be reconciled by now, and everything is pretty much arranged."

"Sure enough, my sister is unflappable and confident. You do have the demeanor of a great general," Lu Liang said with a full smile as he buttered her up, then started talking about their parents. Lu Ya interjected directly, "Let’s just keep it from them for now."

Smiling, Lu Liang said, "True to my sister, blood is thicker than water, and we’re on the same wavelength. We both had the same thought."

Telling them wouldn’t do any good; it’s better to wait until the end of the year and then surprise them by presenting a chubby baby.

"Hehe—if you weren’t my brother, I’d really want to slap you to death and drag you down to the river to soak in a pig cage."

Lu Ya, looking quite indignant, didn’t blame Lu Liang too much. She decided she’d find a suitable excuse to leave the country and try not to let their folks back home catch wind of it.

A completely unremarkable person for thirty years, suddenly striking it rich after divorce wasn’t hard to figure out; the impact that incident had on him was immense.

Lu Ya was always willing to be Lu Liang’s wingman, helping him soothe their elderly parents, telling them not to worry or be anxious.

"But I am your brother."

Lu Liang, feeling completely satisfied, hung up the phone and summoned Xu Jiawei. He asked him to make a trip back home over the weekend to help Lu Ya with the materials needed for a European visa application.

Visas for developed countries are tougher to apply for, requiring bank statements and property ownership proofs, unlike in Southeast Asia where it’s easier to obtain.

Particularly since the treatment of vagrants is so good there. If not strictly scrutinized, many might go and never want to come back.

At night, Lu Liang visited the Skyline District.

In the business world, doing good deeds anonymously simply doesn’t exist. You do good deeds and you let people know, remember it.

Some time ago in New York, Douyin helped him limit the spread of negative news, which Yang Zhenyuan told him about.

He had also heard that the promotion of TK was not ideal recently, and they planned to support a Chinese top influencer. Wang Chuting would be a good choice.

In the afternoon, just as Lu Liang returned to the office, he received Wang Chuting’s dinner invitation, so he stopped by on his way to see what kind of medicine they were peddling.

"What medicine?" Wang Chuting smiled radiantly, her long, slender, snow-white neck adorned with the necklace that Lu Liang had given her.

Resting her cheek in her hand, her manner was elegant, and then she suddenly, playfully blinked her eyes and extended her pale red tongue.

"If I had to say, it would only be ’Yuting.’" She looked seductive, her tongue tip touching two small white pills.

Frequently taking birth control pills is very bad for women, but luckily Lu Liang had always been considerate, not seeking her out every day for poker, so occasional use was harmless and could even help regulate her menstrual cycle.

"Really?" Lu Liang asked dubiously, then sipped a little red wine to confirm again.

Among all the girls he knew, Wang Chuting was perhaps most fitting of the petit bourgeoisie ideal—she could live a bit worse off, even without a car, but her food and clothing had to be good, worthy of her status.

"Actually, that’s not entirely true. My Hall of Fame series has reached the eighth episode, and for the ninth, I’d like to invite you."

Wang Chuting, sweet smile on her face, picked up the decanter and poured a little more wine into Lu Liang’s glass.

She talked about Douyin’s promise to make her the biggest Chinese internet celebrity on TK and heavily supported her Hall of Fame venture, hoping she could introduce domestic entrepreneurs from various industries to the world.

The former didn’t move Wang Chuting much. Steady and firm, she believed that with her own resources and those of Lu Liang, she could achieve the best results, and gaining international fame was just a matter of time.

Douyin’s actions were merely aiming to get her to influence Lu Liang—hoping to leverage his international fame to promote TK.

The latter was a proposal she couldn’t refuse. With such a broad vision, once the project was successful, surely it would reach the heavens.

No matter which path she chose for long-term development in the future, it would all go smoothly and everything would be as she wished.

Like Zhang Yimou, who became famous after one Olympic hit and was afterwards revered as a national guru.

"Mr. Wang, how do you plan to interview me then?"

With a smile on his lips, Lu Liang wrapped his arm around Wang Chuting’s waist, allowing her to sit on his thigh. She looked stunning that evening, wearing a red silk slip dress that made her skin look even paler.

"Mr. Lu, how do you want me to interview you?" Wang Chuting invested in a professional smile, right fist clenched, pretending to hold a microphone.

"Definitely in a simple yet profound way to understand thoroughly," Lu Liang’s hand traced over the skin on her legs.

Though she wasn’t wearing stockings, her long legs exposed to the air were chilled by the air conditioner, smooth and delicate.

"Mr. Lu, why don’t we run through a rehearsal tonight? How does that sound?" Wang Chuting lifted her long leg, displaying impressive flexibility, almost in a straight line, sweeping past Lu Liang’s eyes as she shifted from sitting to straddling him.

"That’s fine."

Lu Liang, smiling warmly, suddenly exclaimed, "But I must say, you’ve chosen a very good timing."

Wang Chuting paused, the daze in her eyes returning to clarity as she remembered the rumors online.

Lu Liang acting so quietly, must be up to something.

Letting Little Wang provide cover with promotions, while he himself disappeared for a week, with no one knowing where or what he was up to.

According to Lu Liang, a big event might indeed be on the horizon, and she could once more catch the winds of public opinion.

The sudden sensation diverted her thoughts. Lu Liang was her first man, the one who transformed her into a woman, and she wasn’t indifferent to that.