After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 340: Hit with a stick, give a sweet date

The company has a small staff of only 14 people, including Wen Chao. Only two receptionists are of Chinese descent, fluent in Chinese, Japanese and English, while the rest are locals.

As a Chinese himself, he understands the Chinese character too well.

Especially for overseas Chinese bosses, if there are too many Chinese in the company's management positions, there may be some unexpected problems.

Wen Chao is not like Lu Liang, and does not have such a high reputation. He probably cannot suppress them. After much thought, he simply does not want Chinese people to avoid intrigue and faction formation.

"Fujiwara, call everyone over."

As soon as he arrived at the company, Wen Chao called the deputy general manager, organized everyone to gather in the conference room, and introduced Lu Liang to them.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Lu Liang. As elite white-collar workers in Tokyo, they had naturally heard of the big boss's name.

Even the potential anti-China people among them couldn't help but show admiration when they saw Lu Liang.

In Japan and South Korea, except for some racists, most of the anti-China people have one thing in common, which is pro-American.

Lu Liang is a man who can stir up trouble across the United States, and is invited into the White House to have cordial meetings with businessmen.

In their view, they cannot be considered pure Chinese, so they deserve their worship and admiration.

"Hello, everyone." Lu Liang smiled. He didn't often work in Tokyo, so he had to maintain Wen Chao's authority.

After discussing with him, I made the decision to leave work early today and attend the company dinner party in the evening.

Cheers rang out in the conference room. No matter which country it is, leaving get off work early or having a company dinner is always a happy thing.

After waiting in the company for a while, it was almost two o'clock. Ota Ling came half an hour early. When he saw Lu Liang, his old face suddenly smiled: "Mr. Lu, long time no see."

When he shorted Brent crude oil, he insisted on giving 20% ​​of the net profit to Lu Liang, which was opposed by many people.

Many people on the board of directors believed that Lu Liang was not worth it.

After all, they invested hundreds of billions of dollars and took on considerable risks. Why should they give Lu Liang 20% ​​of the net profit when he is just an information provider?

However, ever since Lu Liang went to New York and received courtesy from celebrities and politicians from all walks of life across the United States, all the voices of doubt suddenly disappeared.

When they go to America, Lu Liang is always a guest of honor. It is a wise choice for them to cooperate with Lu Liang and Lao Ma in advance to set up a venture fund.

A 20% dividend from the net profit is nothing, but they would not have earned the remaining 80% if it weren’t for Lu Liang.

"Mr. Ota, you seem to have gained a lot of weight recently?" Lu Liang smiled and invited the other party to the reception room.

He talked about his experiences in America, and finally mentioned the project in Detroit, which was done under the name of Xingheng Investment.

Lu Liang sighed: "Tianxing can't allocate so much funds. Xingheng's funds to go overseas, I still have to ask you to help."

Ota Ling's face darkened and he thought for a moment: "Leave it to us. Just let us know when you need us."

The funds belong to Lu Liang, so they cannot intercept them, but they can still find a way to delay the time.

At least they will wait until the next speculation and get some benefits before letting Lu Liang’s funds leave.

"I knew Mr. Ohta was straightforward."

Lu Liang continued to smile as he called Xu Jiawei over and took out the letter of intent for cooperation signed with the Detroit government.

It is stated above that the first installment of US$2 million will be remitted to Morgan's account within the next 30 working days.

The guarantor is Lao Te.

Anyway, Lu Liang's investment company and funding certificates have been issued. It's not that he has no money, he has money, but the funds are all in Sumitomo Mitsui's account.

If the funds cannot be remitted smoothly, it must be a problem with Sumitomo Mitsui Banking Corporation.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Lu, we will definitely assist your company in remitting the funds within the specified time."

Ota Ling's face froze. When Lao Te's name appeared in the guarantor column, they only had one choice.

Since the total surrender in 45, the first thing every prime minister does after taking office is not to fulfill his campaign promises or to announce new policies, but to pay his respects at the White House.

There have been more than a dozen prime ministers over more than seventy years, and this one, old Trump, is particularly special.

When he visited Japan some time ago, Anshan made him unhappy and he turned his face away in public. Even the head of a country was like this, let alone their Sumitomo Mitsui.

If they dare to displease Trump and hinder this huge investment in swing states, Trump will 100% make things difficult for them, and it is not impossible that he will directly scold them on Twitter.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Lu Liang smiled.

To manage his daily life, he still needs his biological father to step in.

However, everything should be done in moderation. Now that the deterrent effect has been achieved, it is time to give a sweet reward to appease the owner.

Lu Liang said softly: "Mr. Ota, you can prepare some funds. There will be a very good market next month."

He not only told Ota Ling about this news, but also told Sun Yutao, who manages a private equity fund in China, to let him sell Tesla's shares appropriately during this period and withdraw as much funds as possible.

When Tai Tianling heard this, his eyes lit up and the haze on his face disappeared: "Mr. Lu, which market?"

Lu Liang smiled but said nothing.

Ota Ling said repeatedly: "I am very sorry, please forgive my slip of the tongue, please don't take it as an offense."

Lu Liang hesitated for a moment and said, "It may be in late August or early September. I'm not sure about the time."

The next wave of the market is gold. He knows the exact time and the highest point, but he cannot say it clearly.

Ota nodded solemnly, saying that he would make good preparations, and left with a satisfied smile on his face.

He hoped that Lu Liang's funds would remain in Tokyo because he was worried that Lu Liang would not take them out to play in the future.

Lu Liang will take them out to play in the future, so it doesn’t matter whether the funds remain in Tokyo or not.

After seeing off Ota Ling, Lu Liang called Wen Chao.

"Please follow up on the fund transfer for this project."

Lu Liang tapped the table with his fingertips and said, "When the time comes, I'll have Wang Xiaofeng contact you. When the funds arrive, you can arrange some people to go to Detroit with their people."

He was very envious of General Motors' chassis technology, so he asked Wang Xiaofeng to select a group of talents in the country.

When the time comes, I will go to Detroit with them, and under the pretext of building a factory, I will study hard and strive to borrow their technology as soon as possible to develop my own chassis patent.

This process will be very long, ranging from three to four years at the shortest and seven to eight years at the longest, and it may be like throwing meat buns at a dog, with no return.

But if you do it, even if it's only 1%, there is a chance of success. If you don't do it, it's 0%, and there will never be any chance.

The company closed early at 4:30 in the afternoon.

Since there weren't many people, we didn't rent a bus and drove five cars directly to Shinjuku, one of the 23 wards of Tokyo.

Kabukicho in Shinjuku is like the complex of Renmin Road, Huanghe Road and Huaihai Road in Shanghai, gathering over 3000 entertainment venues. It is also known as the largest entertainment district and red-light district in Asia.

There are five girls among the employees, so it is naturally inconvenient for them to go to informal places.

After finishing their meal at the restaurant, everyone went directly to the bar, where Wen Chao booked a large private room.

Wen Chao coughed dryly a few times and gave a warning: "Boss Lu, don't be surprised later. They are all very capable, but when they come out, they sometimes play crazy."

Take the street environment as an example. The streets in Tokyo at two in the morning are like two different worlds from those in Tokyo at six in the morning.

It is normal for elite white-collar workers who wear suits during the day to urinate and defecate anywhere at night, but they will return to normal during the day.

This nation, from top to bottom, reveals something abnormal.

"I've heard of it." Lu Liang smiled indifferently. The madness at night is essentially the venting of office workers' dissatisfaction with life.

The term "corporate slave" originated in Tokyo. The Magic City is so crazy at night, and Tokyo, especially in Shinjuku, is even crazier.

Although he was well prepared, Lu Liang still underestimated it.

After three rounds of drinks, several older employees in the company suddenly took off their suit jackets and trousers.

Wearing boxer shorts, long stockings, and black leather shoes, they stood on the table, holding hands and swaying as they sang.

The affection reached a peak, and one of them even extended her hand to Lu Liang and invited him, "Mr. Lu, let's dance together~~"

Lu Liang laughed and shook his head. They didn't dare to force him, so they looked for another male colleague to go on stage and dance together.

Several female colleagues nearby were whispering to each other. As they were chatting, they suddenly burst into tears and talked about how difficult life was.

Lu Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he was a little overwhelmed, so he called Wen Chao and said, "I'll leave this to you. I'll leave first."

Wen Chao smiled bitterly: "Boss Lu, let me take you there."

"No, you just stay here and take care of them."

Lu Liang walked out of the box and passed by many booths or boxes. All the elites in suits and ties, when they were drunk, basically behaved in the same way.

"This is fucking crazy." He sighed.

After leaving the bar, we took a bus to Roppongi.

　Thanks to Helltian No. 1 for the reward.

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　　Death
　　
　
(End of this chapter)