After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 394 Sudden Enlightenment

"Brother Ota, please stay."

The Ota family came to the door, gave the highest level of courtesy, and watched Lu Liang leave in the car.

Tai Tian Renjun asked softly: "Father, when should I report to Xingheng?"

"Tomorrow immediately."

Ota Ling looked serious and repeatedly reminded: "No matter what you see or know, just keep it to yourself and don't tell anyone, including me."

Since he is his son, when he first arrives at Xingheng, Wen Chao will definitely suspect him of being a spy. The process of getting them to accept him may be long, but as long as they persist, there will definitely be gains.

Wen Chao is able to manage overseas projects worth more than one billion US dollars at the age of 27. How capable is he?

actually not.

It's just that he met the right person at the right time, made the right choice, and gained Lu Liang's trust.

Lu Liang's company's business has expanded too fast and talent has been in short supply. As long as I can gain his trust, it will be much more promising than joining Sumitomo Mitsui.

It is impossible for an overseas company to employ only Chinese leaders, as it would be easy for them to fail to adapt to the local environment. Ota Ling knew this, and he believed that Lu Liang should also know it.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Liang returned to Roppongi.

Compared to the quiet Setagaya with a lot of greenery, this place is more prosperous and modern with flashing neon lights.

There was no one at home. There was a note posted at the entrance. They went to a nearby supermarket to buy supplies and came back at about 9:30.

Lu Liang's whereabouts were erratic and no one knew when he would return home, so they would leave a note every time they went out.

They told them where they were going and what time they would be back, so that even if Lu Liang couldn't see them, he would know their whereabouts clearly.

Lu Liang stayed at home for a while, washed and changed his clothes, then called Wen Chao and made an appointment to meet at a pub in Roppongi.

It was clearly just near where he lived, but before Lu Liang could even sit down, he saw Wen Chao looking out the door.

"Just out for fun?" Lu Liang was surprised to see Wen Chao no longer in his usual suit and tie.

He was wearing a trendy sweatshirt and shorts, and his hair was no longer slicked back like usual. After a few adjustments, he looked like a college graduate.

"I'm going to Inner Mongolia tomorrow. My girlfriend happens to be on holiday, so I'll go out with her." Wen Chao scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

He was shopping nearby with his girlfriend when he suddenly received a call from Lu Liang. He originally wanted to go home to change clothes, but ended up running into Fang Shiyu at the door.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and come in to say hello to Lu Liang in this nonchalant manner.

Lu Liang smiled and said, "It's nothing big. I just want you to come over and have a drink with me. I also want to tell you that Ota Ling's son will report to our company in the next few days."

"Eyeliner?" Wen Chao frowned.

Lu Liang chuckled: "Maybe."

It’s no wonder Wen Chao thought so, because he thought so too, and decided to keep him by his side and observe him for a while.

Wen Chao pondered for a moment and said, "Boss Lu, how about letting him come forward to buy Bitcoin in Inner Mongolia this time?"

Lu Liang didn't want to show up, nor did he want to reveal his identity. He was worried about where to find someone he could trust.

It just so happened that Ota Hitoshi appeared in this way. His father was Ota Ling. As long as he didn't tell some confidential matters, he was a trustworthy person.

This time they went to Inner Mongolia to find miners to buy Bitcoin. Although it was a secret, it was not particularly confidential, and at least it was not worth selling out.

Boss Lu is no pushover either. He won't sit idly by and watch others plant spies around him. Ota Ling will definitely pay a heavy price.

The price you pay must be proportional to the return. If not, it is a losing deal.

"Okay, let's do as you say. International friends also receive special treatment in China."

There was a hint of approval in Lu Liang's eyes.

In this way, even if someone traces it, they will only think that this project was led by Sumitomo Mitsui.

After finishing the business talk, Lu Liang asked curiously, "Where's your girlfriend? Did you let her go back by herself?"

"I think should not be."

Wen Chao looked embarrassed, and Lu Liang said with a smile: "Then call him over to eat something together."

"Then let me ask." Wen Chao made the call.

A few minutes later, a 26- or 27-year-old girl wearing glasses came running over excitedly: "Hello, Mr. Lu, my name is Huang Yufei, can I take a picture with you later?"

Wen Chao glared at him, and Lu Liang laughed: "Okay, but remember not to just P yourself, P me too."

"no problem."

Huang Yufei nodded with a smile and glared back at Wen Chao: "Why are you so fierce? Mr. Lu is easy to talk to, okay?"

Wen Chao smiled bitterly. Lu Liang was indeed easy to talk to, but there was a prerequisite, which had nothing to do with interests.

A few years ago, when he first joined the company, he was scolded like a quail every day. Lu Liang chuckled: "Miss Huang, what would you like to eat?"

"Mr. Lu, the grilled eel here is very good. I saw it on small sweet potatoes."

Huang Yufei called the waiter over. Although she could speak English, she took the order in broken Japanese, under the pretext of improving her speaking skills.

After all, she gave up the opportunity to work in a famous institute in China and came here with her boyfriend, mainly because she wanted to learn Japanese.

As long as she passes the Japanese language test, she will be an Asian lawyer with translation certificates in Japanese, English and Korean.

"I have a friend who is also very gifted in languages, but she will probably be a teacher in the future."

Lu Liang suddenly thought of Su Wanyu, who had learned four languages, including Japanese, English, French and German.

"That's amazing! French and German are very difficult to learn, especially if you are learning both German and French at the same time."

Huang Yufei was so surprised that she was speechless. She had learned German a little before, but it was a completely different system from Chinese.

I had no choice but to choose Korean as a minor course. After all, we belong to the same Confucian cultural circle, so there will always be some similarities.

"But why did you choose to be a teacher? If you were a teacher, you wouldn't need to learn so many languages."

Huang Yufei frowned. Practicing English, Japanese, German and French, she was undoubtedly a top language genius.

With strong language perception ability, expression ability, memory, and reading comprehension ability will be strong.

It would be a waste of talent for a natural born diplomat or spokesperson to be a teacher, just like asking a scientist to herd cattle.

Lu Liang was suddenly stunned. He seemed to have never thought about this problem before.

Su Wanyu has learned so many foreign languages. How should she start if she wants to be a teacher in the future? Who said that?
It seems like it was last year when my parents came to Shanghai and Su Wanyu accompanied them. After they returned, they heard this statement.

From then on, her career seemed to be determined, but was being a teacher really what she wanted?

"The grilled eel has been left out for so long that it will become fishy when it cools down. Yufei, if you like it, eat more."

Wen Chao was good at observing people's words and expressions, and he immediately sensed something was wrong, so he picked up the grilled eel and stuffed it into his girlfriend's mouth.

Huang Yufei's eyes widened, her mouth blocked and she stammered, unable to utter a word.

Lu Liang sighed and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Eat slowly, I'm leaving now."

"Mr. Lu, take care."

Watching Lu Liang leave, Wen Chao felt relieved. Huang Yufei looked at him unkindly: "Da Chao, do you want to die?"

Wen Chao looked angry and said in a very tough manner: "Eat your grilled eel. Don't talk too much nonsense. I almost got killed by you."

He knew who the four-language geniuses were. That day, Lu Liang was seriously ill, and he witnessed the Shura Field with his own eyes.

Although he was later transferred to private equity and sent to Tokyo, judging from Boss Lu's expression, there should still be some sequelae.

"Mr. Lu, is there a story?" Huang Yufei's eyes lit up and she suddenly smelled the scent of gossip.

"Do you want to know?" Wen Chao glared.

Huang Yufei looked resentful, glared back, and sighed, "I want to, but I can't. You'd better not tell me."

Wen Chao is only 27 years old this year, and his annual salary has increased in sync with his position, mainly due to Lu Liang's trust.

She knew very well that trust would completely collapse and become cheap if betrayed once.

"You are sensible." Wen Chao smiled. He suddenly looked a bit like Lu Liang.

"Da Chao, you really want to die, take my iron fist as big as a casserole."

On the other side, Lu Liang did not go back, but strolled on the street admiring the handsome men and beautiful women of Roppongi, as well as the American soldiers.

He checked the London time, took a look, and called Su Wanyu: "How are you doing recently? Is it still painful?"

"The pain has long gone. I have been doing postpartum training and have lost weight back to 120 pounds."

Su Wanyu heard that Lu Liang would come over at the end of the month, and smiled happily: "You will know after a while."

Lu Liang laughed and teased: "Don't practice too hard, or you might destroy my daughter's granary."

Su Wanyu was silent for a long time, and then she responded sullenly: "Big pervert."

The two chatted for a few minutes, mostly Su Wanyu sharing her daily life with her baby. When Lu Liang was about to end the call, a gentle voice came from the receiver: "I miss you."

"We'll see each other again soon."

　Abdominal bloating is just like menstruation, it occurs for a few days every month.

　　It’s gone tonight, I’ll take my time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)