After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 277: Can’t You Just Enjoy Yourself?
At daybreak, Lu Liang returned to the Tomson Community.

Tonight is Christmas Eve. Li Manli probably took another short holiday and decorated the house with a festive atmosphere.

A 2-meter-high Christmas tree is hung with lanterns.

I don't know what time she went to bed last night. She was lying on the sofa in a very ungraceful manner, with her shirt rolled up to her chest and her trouser legs rolled up to her thighs.

The white, tender and soft belly is exposed.

The warm blanket rolled up into a ball and fell to the ground. Fortunately, there is heating at home, otherwise I would definitely catch a cold in the morning if I slept like this.

Lu Liang shook his head and sighed, picked up the blanket on the ground and gently covered her with it.

Although he has no children and is not very old, he has become Li Manli's "godfather" in advance since he met her.

Not only did he help her plan her live streaming career, but he also often took care of her like a child.

"Brother Liang, are you back? Or are you still dreaming?" Li Manli muttered softly in a half-asleep state, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"You're still dreaming, go to sleep." Lu Liang whispered softly, and after coaxing her to sleep, he went back to the bedroom to wash and rest.

When I woke up, it was already the evening of the 24th.

I was awakened by a phone call from Tang Caidie, who informed me that the $100 billion from the Saudi sovereign fund had arrived ahead of schedule.

The funds of ICBC, Alipay and Tenpay's wealth management sections will be online on time at 12 noon tomorrow.

"Mr. Lu, how many shares should be released on the first day?" Tang Caidie asked.

The Saudi sovereign fund, Shanghai Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, and State-owned Assets Xiaoxin subscribed a total of 1605 billion yuan, but there is still a share of 1395 billion yuan.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe in Lu Liang’s appeal, but to be cautious, it would be better to create an illusion of supply exceeding demand on the first day.

Hunger marketing is necessary. If you can't get it, you will always be in turmoil. If you subscribe to it, it will probably make people feel cheap.

Since the fundraising period lasts for a whole month, Tang Caidie suggested releasing the subscription shares in batches.

Lu Liang thought it made sense, and he didn't know how many people were waiting to laugh at him once he said it.

It would be a bit funny if the fundraising failed.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "300 billion."

This time, Lu Liang did not plan to invest money, even though Tianxing Investment still had nearly $400 million in liquid funds in its account.

Because the settlement cycle is as long as seven years.

All three institutions have signed a contractual clause with the company that if the annual interest rate reaches 12% in the future, the principal cannot be redeemed early within the next three years for any reason.

This is destined to be a project with an extremely long investment cycle and low returns. Tianxing’s funds have more important uses.

After finishing the call with Tang Caidie, Lu Liang got up and suddenly felt his mouth was a little tasteless.

This Friday, he went to the hospital for a full body check-up and found that his lung inflammation had completely healed and his breathing was very smooth.

I used to be disgusted with the smell of cigarettes because I was not feeling well. After quitting smoking for more than a month, I suddenly missed the feeling of puffing out smoke and being surrounded by smoke.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened a crack, revealing a brown plush deer antler, accompanied by Li Manli's soft voice: "Brother Liang, dinner is ready, are you awake?"

Lu Liang walked out of the bathroom and burst into laughter.

Li Manli COSed a Christmas reindeer today.

She wore a brown deer antler headdress, a red ribbon with a bell around her neck, a red and white dress, a short skirt and gloves, over-the-knee white stockings, and a pair of red and white cotton snow boots on her feet.

"Ding dang dang~" Li Manli, with a happy face, jumped in front of Lu Liang to show off her outfit for today.

The copper bells on her neck jingled, and the antlers glowed. She held her cheeks and blinked her big eyes: "Isn't it cute?"

"Cute." Lu Liang nodded and reached out to fiddle with the bell. Li Manli responded by saying, "Yo Yo~"

Lu Liang couldn't help laughing, as if he could see what she was thinking: "Let's finish eating early and go out for a walk tonight."

"Yeah~" Li Manli smiled happily and nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, a Lamborghini Aventador drove out of the underground parking lot.

We sped along at lightning speed, quickly passing through the People's Tunnel, passing by the Shilipu Wharf, and then the Bund.

The Magic City is particularly fond of festivals such as Christmas and Halloween, with lights and decorations everywhere, making it look like the Chinese New Year.

However, every year when this day comes, there will be a lot of critical voices online. For example, it is worthy of being the foreign capital for ten years, it is worthy of being the Magic City, and they are more enthusiastic about celebrating foreign festivals than the foreigners themselves.

There may be some admiration for foreign things, but Lu Liang feels that it is more because he has been suppressed for too long.

There must always be some excuse, and there will be some progress.

After driving and stopping for half an hour, the red bull arrived at the Tax Bar next to Sinan Mansion on Ruijin 2nd Road.

The street is 1.9 kilometers long and has 120 bars. Sister Zhuang's Tax Bar is the leader of the entire street.

"Haven't you been to the bar for a while?"

Lu Liang called Zhuang Xiaoting and said that there were too many pedestrians on the road and the car couldn't drive in at all.

"I haven't been here since I met you."

The smile on Li Manli's face seemed a little unnatural, and she wasn't as energetic as usual.

She has always hated her background. If she had gone to college, if she had not worked in a nightclub, perhaps she would not be so inferior now.

So I practiced dancing very hard, paid attention to my conversation, improved my quality, and cultivated my temperament to make myself more presentable.

But the past is always indelible.

“It’s a cell phone.”

Lu Liang pondered, and suddenly put his phone on the dashboard, letting the street light shine on it: "Objects and people all yearn to be bathed in the sun, but where there is light there will be shadows."

"Light and shadow complement each other. They are inevitable and lingering, because shadow is also a part of life." There is no perfect person in this world. Many people want to cover up their shortcomings and past dark history, but forget that this is also a part of life.

Lu Liang also had one, from his previous marriage, but he has reconciled with himself now and can face it calmly. He doesn't want Li Manli to dwell on it anymore.

"Brother Liang, that sister seems to be looking for you." Li Manli smiled innocently and motioned Lu Liang to look out the window.

Zhuang Xiaoting ran over with a smile on her face: "Boss Lu, follow me, there is a passage and parking space over here."

She called the bar's security, pulled out a road post on the side of the road, and opened up an independent passage for Lu Liang.

Tonight is Christmas Eve, and the bar is having a big party, inviting many celebrities. Naturally, they have also prepared countermeasures early.

The consumption of one rich person is equivalent to that of one hundred or one thousand ordinary people, so naturally he should be treated specially and given the green light.

Daniu and Zhuang Xiaoting drove into the parking lot. Lu Liang handed the car keys to the doorman and turned around and shouted, "Let's go."

"Here I come~" Li Manli nodded, and helped Lu Liang pick up the phone on the dashboard.

She followed Lu Liang silently, and suddenly took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the shadow she had just described.

A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth. After all, objects are objects. Unlike people, they cannot be observed under a magnifying glass.

"Boss Zhuang, it seems like you're here at a bad time tonight."

Lu Liang raised his head and glanced at the posters in front of the bar. There were Zhang Jie, Yue Yunpeng, and a few other stars that he didn't quite recognize but should be big names.

No wonder they were stuck two hundred meters away.

"Mr. Lu, you are joking. How could that be possible?"

Zhuang Xiaoting smiled and complimented, "You came at the right time. If you hadn't come, Christmas Eve would have been overshadowed."

She led Lu Liang up to the second floor, pointed to a private room not far away, and said loudly: "Boss Lu, Boss Wang is here too. Do you want a private room alone, or join him?"

"Xiao Cong?"

"Correct."

"Come on, let's go share a table together."

Lu Liang had a smile on his face. When going out to play, it would be more lively and fun with more people.

He glanced at Li Manli, still feeling a little uncomfortable letting go, so he took her hand and pushed open the door of the box.

Xiao Wang was playing a French fries-eating game with some internet celebrities when suddenly the private room was pushed open.

His face turned dark and he was about to get angry, but then he saw it was Lu Liang.

Xiao Wang was stunned, and hurried forward to give him a big hug, with a smile on his face: "What a rare guest, why are you here tonight?"

"Can't I come?" Lu Liang asked with a smile.

"It's not that I can't come, it's just that we're going to do that tomorrow. If it gets out, it won't be good."

Xiao Wang hurriedly explained that the public offering would be held tomorrow, and Lu Liang went to the bar to have fun the night before, which would have a bad impact if it got out.

"It's not a big deal. If it succeeds, that's great. If it doesn't, that's fine." Lu Liang didn't care. If you believe it, come. If you don't believe it, don't come.

He is a businessman, not an official, so there is no need to put so-called moral shackles on himself.

The domestic atmosphere is actually very bad. It seems that people who are rich and capable have to be moral role models.

Lu Liang doesn't want to be morally kidnapped.

He pays taxes on every penny he earns, and every penny can stand up to scrutiny, so can't he enjoy himself?
Xiao Wang laughed and said nothing, he could only raise his glass: "Cheers to you."

His idea was the same as Lu Liang's, but his strength did not allow it, otherwise he would not have stayed at home until Christmas Eve to come out and take a break.

Several internet celebrities in the box also recognized Lu Liang, and their eyes were shining.

Two of the three have already set their alarms and are waiting for tomorrow noon to grab the deal as soon as possible.

This is a man who is about to hold 300 billion in his hands. Not to mention Xiao Wang, even Lao Wang has to avoid his edge.

They looked at Lu Liang with eyes that were almost tearing~
Li Manli's brows tightened, sensing a sense of crisis. She put the shadow behind her head and quietly moved half a body length closer to Lu Liang to assert her sovereignty.

This is her man. At least when she is around, he is hers and no one can snatch him away.

Suddenly, loud cheers were heard outside the door, accompanied by a melody that sounded like that of an erhu.

Xiao Wang held the beauty in his arms and said with a smile: "Tan Qingshuihe DJ version, Xiao Yueyue is the lead singer, it's quite exciting."

"Go and see how powerful it is."

Lu Liang followed him out of the box. They were on the second floor with an excellent view and could see the grand dance floor in full view.

The pretentious Xiao Yueyue instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the audience as soon as he appeared on the stage.

The lead singer was not him, but Zhang Jie, so the screams became even louder and higher, reaching the sky.

"An orphan's day~"

Zhang Jie's highly recognizable magnetic voice instantly penetrated the entire bar. The combination of opera and DJ was dynamic and unique.

Li Manli gradually relaxed, swaying her head to the rhythm of the music, and singing along with the lead singer on stage, raising her hands and shouting: "The girl is in tears..."

With a smile on his face, Lu Liang leaned against the fence, raised his glass, looked at the bar where Zhuang Xiaoting was, and drew a circle towards the dance floor.

Zhuang Xiaoting nodded, understanding what he meant. She picked up the microphone and inserted a message in the gap between the operas: "Everyone in the audience, a martini, thank our President Lu."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu~"

Everyone shouted excitedly, and some people shouted "Ryoko".

　There's still six o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)