After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 143: The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water
"Oh, that's boring. Let's go back to sleep."

When the man heard Lu Liang's name, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he immediately slipped away.

Wang Xiaocong was definitely bragging when he said this, but Lu Liang really has the ability to come up with hundreds of millions, possibly US dollars.

It's still a game of big or small, a bet between two options. Whoever has more chips will have the last laugh. He is not stupid.

Lu Liang smiled indifferently and did not bother with the other party. After all, Xiao Wang's surname is Wang, not Lu, so he could just vent his anger.

"What a coward."

Xiao Wang cursed and looked at Lu Liang's stacker, surprised and asked: "You guys made all the money?"

"Ke Xin is lucky. She can hit whatever she points at." Lu Liang said with a smile.

"What a lucky guy." Xue Li's eyes were full of envy.

She didn't envy her best friend for getting so many tips, she just envied the luck that could bring good luck to men.

On the other hand, her luck was bad. If she had not pointed wrong, Xiao Wang would not have been so excited and lost so much.

A group of four people came downstairs to exchange chips.

Lu Liang only kept three million to exchange checks, and the remaining two hundred thousand was scattered around. He gave tens of thousands of tips to the manager and deposited the rest into Lin Kexin's account.

"Brother Liang, that's too much."

Lin Kexin was flattered. After deducting 20% ​​income tax, there was nearly yuan left in her account.

"Xinxin, keep it. Liangge likes you and thinks you can bring him good luck." Xueli wanted to bring the two of them together.

It is reported online that the second phase of Tianxing Private Equity Fund will have a scale of up to US$2000 billion, with a single subscription amount of US$ million.

Those who can afford it are either rich or noble.

These people are about to become Lu Liang's friends.

Although Wang Xiaocong and Lu Liang are good friends, Lu Liang has no direct contact with her. But if Lin Kexin becomes Lu Liang's girlfriend, then the connection between the two will be greater. After all, she is the matchmaker between the two of them, and Lin Kexin is her best friend.

"Thank you, Brother Liang." Lin Kexin thanked him repeatedly, and the smile on her face became sweeter.

Lu Liang smiled, glanced at Xueli, and patted Xiao Wang on the shoulder: "Let's go and have a midnight snack."

It can be said that the New Portugal Hotel is a huge gold-spending den. As long as you have money, you can experience eating, drinking and having fun without leaving the house.

The temperature in the south is very pleasant. You can still catch the tail end of summer in late November, with the temperature around 11 degrees at night.

A group of people had a barbecue and drank beer on the private lawn, and there were special chefs and waiters.

After chatting about everything under the sun, Lu Liang also learned that Xue Li was an internet celebrity blogger who ran her own women's clothing online store.

Lin Kexin is her schoolmate and colleague. Both of them graduated from Zhejiang University of Business and were recently in Guangzhou looking for new products for their online store.

The reason why Xue Li spoke in such detail was that she wanted to subtly remind Lu Liang that Internet celebrity is not a derogatory term.

It’s just that there are too many unscrupulous internet celebrities on the Internet, which has led to internet celebrity becoming a derogatory term.

She didn't want Lu Liang to look at them with tinted glasses, which would also be a way of raising her own value.

As the night deepened, Xiao Wang covered his head and pretended to be drunk to create an opportunity for Lu Liang.

"They've gone back, let's go back to the house too."

Lu Liang walked in front and Lin Kexin walked behind.

We are all adults, some things don't need to be said explicitly, they will happen naturally. This path is also a shortcut to a woman's heart.

There is a big difference in getting along with someone if you have slept with them before and if you have not slept with them before.

They were both physically frank with each other. Lin Kexin was not as scared as before. She hugged the quilt and leaned quietly against Lu Liang: "Brother Liang, what do you like about me?"

Lu Liang lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke: "Your short hair and your outfit remind me of a friend."

"Is she your girlfriend?" Lin Kexin was curious.

Lu Liang thought for a moment and said, "I guess so."

"How did you divide it?"

"Gradually we lost contact."

"No signs?"

"What omen do you want?"

Lu Liang smiled calmly.
After not seeing each other for a few months, we naturally lost contact.

Last Friday, he received a package.

There was only one credit card in it.

She made her choice, and he wouldn't bother her.

The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water.

Lin Kexin hugged the quilt and suddenly lay on the bed, looking at Lu Liang cutely: "Am I your girlfriend now?"

Lu Liang laughed, stood up and put out his cigarette, and patted her butt: "Don't talk about such a depressing topic."

Lin Kexin cried out in pain, wrinkling her nose and whining: "How annoying! Can't you just lie to me?" Lu Liang came back after washing his face and pressed her under him: "If you try harder, maybe I can still trick you."

Lin Kexin bit her lip and couldn't help but moaned softly: "Then can you give me a general direction?"

“It would be too deliberate to give it out.”

"You are fishing, but you don't even give the bait."

"He who wishes will take the bait."

"Then can I not bite the hook?"

"It's already bitten."

"~"

……

The next day, the two men and two women spent the day in Macau. On the opening day, Lu Liang and Wang Xiaocong returned to Hong Kong.

Although Xiao Wang likes Xue Li very much, he also knows clearly when he can take her to certain occasions and when he cannot.

Lu Liang and Lin Kexin are friends like gentlemen. If they are destined to meet again in the world, they will meet again. If not, they will forget each other.

"You're such a scumbag." Wang Xiaocong shook his head, his expression and words full of contempt for Lu Liang.

They had only known each other for half a year, but Lu Liang had already picked up three girls in front of him: Wen Shanshan, Zhang Tianai, Lin Kexin, and Li Xiaomeng, four to be exact.

"A gun is a gun, and a girl is a girl. You have to tell the difference."

Lu Liang raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a charming smile.

Things that are not available when young will trap one for the rest of his life, and he probably won't be able to get out of it in this lifetime.

Playboy founder Hefner is his role model. He is 89 years old this year. He has been married three times in his life and has more than 3 girlfriends. It is said that he wants to be buried next to Monroe when he dies.

Wang Xiaocong was indignant and cursed: "Sooner or later you will suffer from kidney failure like Liu."

He always thought of himself as a loyal man, loving one person after another until he met the next one.

"The average man can attack 8000 times in his lifetime. Even if he kills one person eight times, he can easily kill a thousand people."

"As for you, don't take advantage of your youth and think you have no limits. You should make up for the loss and exercise. It's not like you don't have the conditions."

Lu Liang smiled maliciously and gently kicked Xiao Wang's calf, causing him to almost fall to his knees.

"No need. I'm still young. There's no point in making up for it." Wang Xiaocong had a look of disdain on his face. He was already thinking about asking Lao Meng for advice when he got back to Shanghai. Lao Meng was an expert in this field.

The two returned to the hotel to rest.
Then we set off to the Jockey Club in Happy Valley.

Hong Kong's upper class still maintains its past traditions, especially today being the opening day of the Winter Horse Race.

Everyone was dressed in suits and had shiny hair, but King Lu was dressed in casual clothes, which made him look out of place in such an occasion.

They were wearing polo shirts, jeans, and sneakers. If they hadn't held the special invitation letter for the selection of members, the security personnel would have thought they were tourists from outside the venue who accidentally took the wrong road.

"Should we go out and change clothes?"

Xiao Wang felt a little guilty, and Lu Liang looked down on him: "Think about it, your father is Lao Wang, and I am here to take care of you, what are you afraid of?"

Xiao Wang suddenly felt confident, and gradually figured out something was wrong, cursing, "Damn it, you're taking advantage of me again."

Lu Liang smiled, and seeing Li Junwei from HSBC, he waved and said, "Mr. Li, is today's occasion so formal?"

In fact, out of courtesy, one should adapt to local customs, but since they don't know, there is no need to go back specifically to change it.

But let me make it clear in advance.
It's ignorance, not impoliteness.

Li Junwei smiled and said, "It's not that formal, it's just that everyone is used to it. There's not the relaxed feeling that we have in the mainland."

He knew Wang Xiaocong and greeted him with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Wang, I have met your father a few times."

On Christmas Eve last year, Wanda was listed on the Hong Kong stock market, which was also the largest IPO in the past two years.

No matter how hard the companies listed in Hong Kong try, they cannot avoid HSBC.

"Hello Mr. Li, I've heard about you from my father." Wang Xiaocong smiled.

Although he acted like an idiot in front of Lu Liang, it was only because they had a good relationship.

In public, he is still the pretentious and arrogant son of the down payment.

After chatting for a while, Li Junwei looked at the people not far away and said, "Mr. Lu, I just talked about you with a few friends."

Gambling is rampant in Hong Kong, from the financial stock market to the gambling stalls in the vegetable market. Unexpectedly, quite a few people came today, and most of them came for Lu Liang.

As of the 25th of last month, in just two months, Lu Liang earned $ million with a capital of $ million.

They are very interested.

If the bigwigs in the mainland are only willing to invest 10% of their wealth in high-risk, high-return private equity funds, then the Hong Kong tycoons are at least willing to invest 20%, or even more.

　There is one more chapter, probably ten o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)