After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 301: Showa's Greatest Songstress
"Mr. Lu, have you received the news? OPEC announced a 5.5% year-on-year production cut for the next quarter."

Ota was so anxious that he called Lu Liang to report the good news. The three major indexes rose together, led by Brent crude oil.

Almost at the moment the news was announced, Brent crude oil broke through $60 per barrel, and a large amount of international hot money poured in.

Oil is known as black gold and the lifeblood of industry. The long-term wars in the Middle East are also due to the abundant oil resources.

This market is as famous as gold, and its scale is even larger than that of London gold.

They arranged their positions in advance, and even if they closed their positions at the current price of $60.52 per barrel, they could still make more than ten billion dollars.

"More than 1 billion? Mr. Ota, it seems that you have invested a lot of money privately."

Lu Liang narrowed his eyes. If leverage was not used, a profit of more than one billion US dollars would require at least tens of billions of US dollars.

"Mr. Lu, we didn't expect the market to be so good at first, so we thought it would be a waste of money if we only invested $3 million."

Ota Rei laughed and admitted openly that not only the venture fund they cooperated with invested, but also the investment department of Sumitomo Mitsui was involved.

Although there is no signed contract in black and white, they broke the rules first, so they are willing to take out 20% of the net profit as an apology.

Lu Liang suddenly said to the grill master: "This lantern tastes good, grill a few more skewers."

"Lantern?" Ota was confused.

Lu Liang smiled and said, "Mr. Ota, I'm having barbecue at the hotel, would you like to come over and have some?"

At first he only ordered oyster eel, but suddenly he saw yakitori lanterns, so he ordered a few skewers with the mentality of trying something new.

A little bit of chicken, a little bit of chicken fat, plus two unripened eggs, it bursts in one bite, with a unique flavor.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Ota Ling suddenly realized, took one last look at the account, and hurriedly prepared the car to go to the hotel.

After ending the call, Lu Liang took a sip of beer and smiled: "20%, that's refreshing."

He took a look at the market and saw that Brent crude oil had risen to $63.55 per barrel.

After a while, Ota Ling still hadn't arrived, and Lu Liang received a call from Wen Chao.

They closed their positions, selling at 63.42 and opening at 52.28.

With $8 million mobilized and a 1.41x leverage, a profit of $ million was made tonight.

"I see."

At this time, Fang Shiyu knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Ota is here."

Tai Tian Ling was beaming with joy. He quickly stepped forward and gave Lu Liang a big hug. He looked at him with respect and admiration: "Mr. Lu, you are so smart. I really admire you."

When they arrived at the hotel, they had also closed their positions, making profits of US$1.2 million and US$15.4 billion respectively.

The former is a venture fund jointly established by him, Lao Ma and Lu Liang, and the latter is the investment department of Sumitomo Mitsui.

"It was a bit of a gamble, but luckily it was the right gamble."

Lu Liang made light of it, waved his hand and invited Ota to take a seat, and poured him a glass of beer: "But I am timid, I can't compare to Mr. Ota's courage."

If it were him, he would probably think twice before investing tens of billions of dollars, and we cannot rule out the possibility that he is setting up a trap.

After all, OPEC’s announcement of production cuts in the next quarter was an unexpected event that came without any warning.

If you enter the market rashly and end up making a mistake, you will lose at least 5% of your capital, or possibly more.

It is easy for money to come in, but difficult to get out, especially when there is no major news, it can be easily discovered.

Once discovered, you will be skinned alive even if you don't die.

If it was Lu Liang who set up the game, he would lurk in advance, then short sell and take a big bite of Sumitomo Mitsui's flesh.

Ota Ling smiled and said, "Fortunately, I made the right bet."

Lu Liang smiled calmly, raised his glass and said, "Thank you Mr. Ota for your trust."

"Mr. Lu, you are too kind. It is you who gave us this opportunity."

Ota Ling did not hesitate and said bluntly that the profits were still being counted and would be delivered at the latest tomorrow morning.

They used $118 billion tonight and made a profit of about $15.4 billion, 20% of which belonged to Lu Liang.

They can still tell the difference between a full meal and every meal, and the profit is 20%, not a penny less.

"No business tonight."

Lu Liang smiled and felt he deserved it.

Ota Ling narrowed his eyes and showed a smile that all men understand: "No, let's not talk about business. Good things, good wine and good food, how can there be no beautiful women to accompany you."

He was well prepared and called two young girls who were no more than 20 years old.

She is not short, about 165cm tall, which is considered tall among Sakura women whose average height is only 155cm.

Among them was a woman with a soft and delicate temperament, who looked 70% like Akina Nakamori, the top singer of the Showa era. She bowed and saluted, with a hint of timidity in her eyes: "President Ota, Mr. Lu, hello, my name is Miyuki Sakurada."

The other girl was much more cheerful, enthusiastic and smiling: "Hello, my name is Nanako Matsushima."

Ota Ling bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Please show your talents to Mr. Lu."

These two girls were carefully selected. They are proficient in singing and dancing, and they are also very clean.

The day before yesterday, on the night Lu Liang arrived in Tokyo, he should have met with them and had a good and in-depth exchange.

But, I didn't even see him at that time.
After taking a bath, Lu Liang left without even eating.

So no matter what, tonight, they must climb into Lu Liang's bed.

The Ota governor was unaware of Lu Liang's plan to keep a retreat in Tokyo.

The securities law of the University of Tokyo can only apply to domestic affairs. Once you go abroad, what you do abroad will be governed by a different set of securities laws in the country where you live.

So from Ota Ling's perspective, Lu Liang was willing to cooperate with them purely to make some extra money.

But they have tasted the sweetness tonight, and he wants to develop a long-term cooperative relationship with Lu Liang.

After much thought, I can only use the beauty trap.

Ota Ling also knew that the success rate was very low, and there was a high probability that he would not recognize him once he put on his pants. Despite this, it would be good to at least let him worry a little.

If he wins the prize accidentally, that would be great. At least Lu Liang will have a home in Tokyo in the future.

"Please wait a moment, both of you."

The two girls went to the next room next door to change their clothes and prepare their instruments for the performance.

Lu Liang glanced at Ota Ling and couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Ota, you took great pains."

"Mr. Lu, if you come to Tokyo and we fail to provide you with a good reception, it will be our fault."

Ota Ling looked sincere and earnest, worried that Lu Liang would misunderstand.

They really had no other requests. If they had to say the purpose, it was that they hoped Lu Liang would have fun and feel comfortable.

"Mr. Ota, you are too polite. Aren't we family now? Why should we be so formal?" Lu Liang chuckled.

"Yes, yes, we are one family." Ota Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he also blamed: "Lu Sang, call me Ota."

"Cheers, Ota."

"cheers."

After a while, two young girls changed their clothes, put on makeup, and pushed the door open.

The two girls were wearing blue and white gauze skirts, just like Xiaoqing and Xiaobai in the Legend of the White Snake, singing a nice but incomprehensible song.

Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a geisha dance.

During the Spring Festival holiday, he and Xiao Wang came to Tokyo, and they went to watch the traditional Sakura geisha dance.

Thinking about it now gives me goosebumps.

The geisha was holding a red folding fan, had strange body movements, and had a white face and red lips, which reminded him of the makeup of the dead.

I can't appreciate it either.

Ota Rei has been observing Lu Liang. Compared to the extroverted and cheerful Matsushima Nanako, Lu Liang seems to pay more attention to the introverted and shy Sakurada Miyuki.

"When I first saw her, it was like going back thirty years to the era ruled by Akina-chan."

Ota's eyes were filled with memories. Thirty years ago, he was seventeen years old, and twenty-year-old Akina Nakamori was at the peak of her career, sweeping across Asia.

The number one and most beautiful singer of the Showa era was not self-proclaimed by her fans, but was recognized by all Asians.

Lu Liang smiled and said, "A gentleman does not take away what others love."

He knows that Ohta is brainwashing him and deepening his impression of Sakurada Miyuki, but he has no contact with or experience of that era.

If it was the young Rosamund Kwan, that would be a different story.

Needless to say, she was so beautiful that she could win the title of the most beautiful woman in the Hong Kong circle which was full of beautiful women at that time.

Ota Ling shook his head and said with emotion: "Akina-chan, you can only watch from afar, you can't play with it, otherwise the most beautiful memories in your heart will be gone."

"Brother Ota is also a man of character."

Lu Liang smiled, knowing it was a trick, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances. Because Sakurada Miyuki was singing Nakamori Akina's "The Hard Ship" and the LCD screen was playing the MV.

He seemed to know why Akina Nakamori was known as the number one singer of the Showa era and the head of a trillion-yen enterprise. When he talked about her now, his eyes were still full of memories of the past.

(End of this chapter)