After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 568 - 563: He’s Like a Cheater

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Chapter 568: Chapter 563: He’s Like a Cheater

At the same time, Big A is about to close.

In the new energy sector, Tianxing System’s eighteen stocks are all performing a guillotine move.

The eighteen stocks of the Tianxing System successfully dragged down the sector, which in turn dragged down the market.

"What’s going on?"

"I’m numb, yet another stock disaster."

"Damn it, if I continue playing A-shares, I’m a dog."

"Who can withstand the tail-end drop killing every day?"

"Damn it, again it’s the Tianxing System dragging down the market."

"Gou Liang, Gou Liang, there’s only a wrong name, never a wrong nickname. I, Zhang Wei, curse him to explode right here."

"Brother, better retract your words, quickly check the news. Liangzi seems to have really exploded."

More and more people are flocking to Weibo for discussions. It’s been ten minutes since, even war reporters emerged.

A black-tinted car got hit by a large truck and was forced into the greenbelt. The front of the truck was all dented in, while the black-tinted car’s front was mostly gone.

The gruesome car accident photos are enough to let people know how massive the impact was at that moment.

No time to mourn for Lu Liang, yet new angles and new photos have been uploaded by users, revealing more details.

The windshield of the black-tinted car is covered with spider webs, the airbags have deployed, but the A and B pillars are just slightly deformed.

Additionally, a large part of the black tint on the car body has come off, revealing the tail wing. It seems to be a separate component that can be raised or lowered.

"Holy shit, awesome!"

"Wow, this car even has an automatic tail wing? Cool."

"Damn it, the first-time car makers indeed don’t cut corners, is this really okay?"

The A and B pillars are also known as the life pillars, as long as they aren’t broken, the people inside won’t be directly impacted by the force.

Especially in the scene photos, three of the four car doors are open, not a single person inside, not even large bloodstains can be seen.

This left many people disappointed, cursing that evildoers live for a thousand years, after all, there are always people wishing for chaos.

Meanwhile, Lu Liang, Li Jiahui, and Liao Jie are already seated in the emergency rescue vehicle heading to the hospital.

"Doctor, is she alright?" Lu Liang’s face is grim, like a man-eating tiger.

The three of them might not have much of a problem, except for Chen Jinchun, who fainted.

Because the collision point was the right front, and she sat in the passenger seat, closest in proximity.

"Mr. Lu, this lady might just have a brain concussion and fainted, but specifics can’t be determined until reaching the hospital."

The doctor answered stiffly, glancing towards the back of the car, a few A6 vehicles following tight, Iron Horse clearing the road on both sides.

He couldn’t help but feel relieved. If the person lying on the stretcher was Lu Liang, something might really have happened, fortunately amidst the bad luck.

Nearly at the hospital, the atmosphere inside the car grew heavier, Lu Liang remained silent, fingers gripping tightly till they turned pale.

He looked at the unconscious Chen Jinchun, jaw clenched, with anger in his heart having no outlet.

Suddenly, a soft moan broke the increasingly heavy atmosphere within the car.

Chen Jinchun was dazed as she woke up, a severe headache making her instinctively want to reach out and touch.

The doctor sighed with relief, quickly reminded in a soft voice, "Don’t move, we are on the way to the hospital."

Chen Jinchun murmured, squinted her eyes to see the three surrounding her, smiled foolishly, "Mr. Lu, are you all alright?"

Lu Liang was delighted, just about to speak, the doctor quickly advised softly, "Mr. Lu, better speak softly when talking."

By his past experience, he judged that Chen Jinchun would have a mild concussion, if so, even slightly louder voices could harm her.

They all nodded repeatedly, Lu Liang asked in a very soft voice, "We are fine, how are you feeling now?"

"My head hurts a lot."

Hearing Lu Liang was fine, Chen Jinchun pouted, looking aggrieved, "Mr. Lu, did I get disfigured?"

Besides the head pain, her entire right face, including the right ear, felt a hot burning sensation.

"No disfigurement, just a swollen forehead," Lu Liang gently comforted.

Li Jiahui hurriedly took out his phone, activating the selfie feature, "Sister Xiao Chen, see, no disfigurement."

Looking at herself with only bandages wrapped on the head, Chen Jinchun suddenly grinned, laughing, "It’s enough not to be disfigured."

But as she laughed, the headache intensified, forcing her to wear a distressed expression.

This look successfully amused the three, dispelling the gloom inside the car.

Soon they arrived at the hospital, the three, including Chen Jinchun, went to various departments for check-ups.

As time progressed,

The crowd gathering at the hospital entrance grew larger.

An hour had passed since the incident, Lu Liang had been in the hospital for half an hour, everyone was curious whether it’s serious or not.

Meanwhile, Lu Liang completed his check-up and exited the department, he and Li Jiahui, Liao Jie didn’t even have minor skin injuries.

"Mr. Lu, are you alright?" Xu Jiawei asked with a face full of concern.

Seeing Lu Liang nod and say he was fine, Xu Jiawei sighed with relief, quickly took out a phone with a shattered screen.

He just received countless calls, all asking about Lu Liang’s safety, like Hu Weiwei, Wang Xiaofeng, Tang Caide, etc.

Lu Liang’s private phone kept ringing, the caller ID showing numerous female names, he didn’t dare to look or answer.

"Still intact quality is decent," Lu Liang chuckled.

He glanced at the caller ID, calling back Lu Ya, Su Wanyu, Li Manli, etc., "It’s fine, don’t worry, not even minor injuries."

After concluding talks with family and friends, Lu Liang arrived at Chen Jinchun’s hospital room door, seeing many mid-aged men of official bearing.

Xu Jiawei introduced their positions one by one, Lu Liang smiled and said, "Apologies for making you worried, leaders." fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"As long as Mr. Lu, you’re fine, it’s good."

The leading official paused, then smiled, "Actually, worried about you are not just us, but also many friends from outside. If convenient, you might want to report your safety, so they don’t worry too much."

They were thoroughly blown up, from the mayor’s hotline to various district police stations, all received inquiry calls from netizens nationwide.

Lu Liang’s influence is too vast, the event’s impact too broad.

Although it’s understandable, after all, it was broadcasted for six days, just short of the final step, where it suddenly went black.

That feeling would be like, the national team playing in the World Cup final against Argentina in overtime, 3:3 draw, just about to start the final penalty shoot-out, only for the power at home to cut out.

"Sorry, almost forgot," Lu Liang apologized, glancing at Chen Jinchun’s attending physician.

The other said, "Mr. Lu, Miss Chen just has a mild concussion, a night’s rest and she’ll be fine, no big deal."

Lu Liang finally let go of his anxious heart, beckoned Xu Jiawei over, to snap a group photo of them four for uploading on Weibo.

"Li Jiahui and I, along with Liao Jie, are fine. Sister Xiao Chen got dazed by the airbag, slight concussion but will recover in a night, my apologies for wasting public resources, sorry for worrying everyone."

Once the message was sent, within a minute, the comments and messages broke the five-digit mark.

No jokes about natural disasters, nor human disasters. If not natural disasters, not human disasters, then good to stir things up.

For instance, Sister Xiao Chen with head bandage, who was already not very smart, now suffered a concussion, might be no different from a fool after.

Or Lu Liang’s car accident causing new energy sector to drag down the market, unless hundreds of billions come out tomorrow to surge the stock price, their worries would be in vain.

With kind-hearted messages, naturally malicious ones, some proposed it’s all Lu Liang self-directed, self-starring drama.

"Consider, how it’s so coincidental, broadcast for six days without a hitch, about to reach the destination, out comes the car accident."

"Think again, why are the car accident site pictures so clear, car logos clearly visible, isn’t that marketing?"

"Also, look again at the online public opinion, many are chanting, once released, they’ll definitely buy."

"These matters really shouldn’t be overthought."

"His cunning is too deep."

As soon as the conspiracy theory was posted,

It quickly fermented and spread.

But it wasn’t supported voices, rather the poster being sprayed by netizens as a fool.

"Though I can’t stand Lu Liang, I don’t think it’s Lu Liang being cunning, but you being cunning."

"Think about it, a billionaire, even if car-making crash-landing, he still has the finance business."

"Self-direct, self-starring this play? Brain foggy?"

"Even if life safety is guaranteed, what if some parts fell off inadvertently?"

"Moreover, if wanting self-directed, self-starred, why personally involved? His company executives, any one of them could."

"Determination: Poster foolish!"

Meanwhile, the previously silent Weiliao Weima, four-member group, became active again.

"It’s said, a good wind helps rise to the sky."

"Or maybe there’s really something called fate in this world."

"The sales of Tianxing can’t be stopped."

They each bit the bitterness.

How to play now?

He’s just like having a hack.

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