After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 408: Don't Come, Treason

“West Africa, can I sit here?”

While they were talking, a girl with blonde hair and wearing a strapless camisole came up to them.

Her eyes are deep blue and she has a sweet smile on her face, just like Princess Ivan, a typical American sweetheart.

Twenty-five or twenty-six is ​​already the age when white women start to decline, but delicate facial features and carefully applied makeup can make up for this shortcoming.

Lu Liang frowned, Long Fei and Sun Yutao looked at each other, neither of them knew who she was calling.

Xiao Wang coughed a few times and quickly introduced: "Old Lu, this is Emma, ​​who once starred in American Horror Story."

Emma Roberts, actress and singer, is known as the ceiling of Hollywood's bitchy female stars.

Xiao Wang has been her fan for many years, and she is the only female celebrity he follows on Instagram.

I just met him this morning, this is his dish.

Although he kept Liangzi's teachings in mind and did not fool around when he went out, it did not prevent him from getting to know a few girls first so that he could have in-depth communication with them in the future.

Lu Liang looked at Xiao Wang and saw the flattering smile on his face. He found it funny and turned to ask Long Fei and Sun Yutao to put away the information.

"Please sit down. We have finished talking about business." In order to compensate Xiao Wang tomorrow, he decided to be his wingman for one night.

But Emma ignored Xiao Wang and focused all her attention on Lu Liang, asking: "Lu Liang, this name is too difficult to pronounce. Do you have an English name?"

"He doesn't, but everyone calls him Mist, or MR." Xiao Wang smiled flatteringly, and it can be seen that this is another true love.

"Sir? What a strange name."

Emma frowned, and Lu Liang smiled and said, "You can also call me Lu Liang, but don't call me Lu Liang."

"Lu Liang, Lu Liang, is there any difference?" Emma was puzzled. She repeated it several times, and in the end it became Lu Liang.

Maybe it has something to do with the tone. "Liang" is downward and "Liang" is upward. Westerners are generally accustomed to pronouncing with rising tones.

"Of course there is. Liang means bright and Liang means conscience." Lu Liang smiled and pointed to his chest.

"Forget it, I really can't tell the difference, so I'll just call you Mist." Emma looked confused.

She couldn't even figure out how to pronounce it, let alone understand why the word "liang" meant a sense of morality.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Wang, we will go back first."

The subordinates are very sensible. They know that if a boss wants to flirt with girls or if a boss wants to be a wingman, they will not act like light bulbs.

"Go ahead. We'll have a meeting tomorrow at noon and do some final proofreading." Lu Liang nodded slightly and turned to look at Xiao Wang.

He sacrificed himself to be a wingman, so Xiao Wang at least showed some reaction. People who didn't know would think he was flirting with girls.

"Emma, ​​will you still be in the American Horror Story Season 8 next year?"

Xiao Wang was very excited and talked about the TV series. He is a loyal fan of this series. It was first aired in 11 and now the seventh season has been completed, and he has not missed a single episode.

"Maybe, but I won't be playing the same role as before."

Emma was absent-minded and turned to ask about Lu Liang. She heard that he had just returned from Detroit.

Her father once said that Detroit used to be very glorious, but as industries moved abroad, it gradually declined and became a crime capital, also known as a ghost town.

"Crime capital? I haven't really paid attention to that, but it became a ghost town mainly because of the decline of industry and the surge in local unemployment."

Lu Liang pondered for a moment. He had heard people talk about this issue more than once, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

Employment is the most important thing. In this regard, Todai is at the forefront of the world and has done everything it can to attract investment.

Because as long as companies move in, they will bring a large number of jobs, people will settle down, the government will have money, and public security will naturally improve.

“I believe that with our Tianxing’s investment, this former industrial pearl will regain its former glory.”

Lu Liang talked eloquently. Although he invested money, it was only for the cooperation with General Motors. He didn't care about the lives of the people at the bottom.

But since I have done this thing, which has helped a little in restoring our past glory, I deserve the credit for it.

Emma's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help asking, "Mister, you have achieved so much in finance, why do you still have to go through so much trouble to develop a physical business?"

She had been paying attention to Lu Liang for a long time.

With his current achievements in the financial field, if he continues to develop along this path, he will at least be a combination of Quantum Fund + Berkshire Hathaway, and it is not impossible to even reach the level of Vanguard or BlackRock.

"Emma, ​​you shouldn't be an actor, you should be a reporter."

Lu Liang couldn't help laughing. He didn't answer the question and secretly gave Xiao Wang a look.

As a wingman, you should not show your strength, leave the opportunity to shine to the leader, and die together with the enemy if necessary.

He has already found out that this woman, although in the entertainment industry, is more concerned with business matters.

Xiao Wang, stop talking about American entertainment in an stupid way.

Talking about tomorrow's roadshow, or the IPO in the near future, and the sensation Panda has caused in the European and American financial circles may attract her interest more.

Emma widened her eyes and asked in surprise: "Mister, how do you know that my dream since childhood is to be a reporter?"

She sighed: "But when I was ten years old, my father brought me into the crew and officially entered the entertainment industry."

"I remember, the debut film was called Narcotics, wasn't it? In it, I played Depp's daughter?"

Xiao Wang was very excited. He had obviously lost contact with his wingman and did not receive any relevant signals. He still wanted to rely on his understanding of Emma to gain the other party's favor.

"I think so." Emma smiled politely, her impatience almost written on her face. Lu Liang's smile froze, a mouthful of blood blocked his chest, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

How did you get so many girlfriends?

Why are you acting like a rookie?
Or is love blind?

Emma waved to the waiter and looked at Lu Liang with a bright smile: "What would you like to drink? The mojitos and martinis here are very good."

"You guys drink, I won't drink because I have a domestic video conference later."

Lu Liang glanced at his watch and said apologetically: "It's almost time, I'll go ahead."

It is Xiao Wang who is picking up girls now, not him. If he stays any longer, he will easily lose track of the priority and become the host.

Emma called Lu Liang and said coquettishly, "Mr. Lu, it is very rude to ask a lady for contact information."

“It’s really rude.”

Lu Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glanced at Xiao Wang, who looked like a resentful woman in the boudoir, and reluctantly added the other party's Instagram.

"I wish you a pleasant conversation."

Lu Liang left in a hurry. Xiao Wang let out a long sigh and smiled: "Emma, ​​I also opened a bar in China. The bartenders in the bar were specially hired from the UK. I wonder how they compare with the bartenders here."

Common topics and hobbies need to be accommodated.

If the mountain does not come to him, then he will go to the mountain.

Emma was bored and absent-minded. She wanted to go back and chat with Lu Liang immediately, but she was embarrassed to do so.

She could only chat with Xiao Wang for a few words. After she had finished half of the wine in the glass, she couldn't wait to call the waiter.

Leave a bill of five hundred dollars and a sentence:

"Xifei, thank you. You are a good person. You gave me the opportunity to meet Mist."

Emma left, and Xiao Wang's heart was broken.

He came to Lu Liang's room. Lu Liang had just finished taking a shower and was wearing a bathrobe. He smiled and said, "How was it? How was the chat?"

"It's so hard to pick up foreign girls. We can only say that it's not meant to be. Don't force it." Xiao Wang was all smiles, looking very free and easy.

"The national conditions are different, so it's normal that she's hard to date. Her father is almost like the Yuen Wah of Hollywood, and he's also a man who has seen the world."

Lu Liang held back his laughter and saw through it but didn't say anything.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang. Emma sent him a message, asking how he was doing at work and why the content on his Instagram was blank.

A series of seven or eight messages, each very long.

Xiao Wang was sitting nearby and happened to see it. His heart, which had been so hard to piece together, was shattered again.

In the morning, he added the other person’s Instagram.

The two chatted for a while, but he was the one who sent the long message, and the other party's replies were basically "um" and "oh".

"Uh~ Should I go back or not?"

Lu Liang was a little embarrassed. To be honest, he was a little interested in Emma. After all, he had not tried America's sweetheart. The eldest princess was his type, but she was a princess after all, and a married woman.

Xiao Wang forced a smile and said, "Don't come to my house, that's treasonous. Old Lu, if you don't dare to come, I will look down on you. It's just for fun, why think so much."

"Then I'll introduce you to a good one."

Lu Liang couldn't help laughing and used a double entendre.

The Japanese-American Sakura girl was the one he asked Ota Renjun to carefully select, using big data to collect data from Xiao Wang's past 13 girlfriends and his rumored first love, and choose the best candidate.

"Tsk, who am I? Do I need you to introduce me to Principal Wang?" Xiao Wang said with disdain.

He waved his hand very handsomely and casually: "Let's go. I won't bother you anymore. Let's go find Lao Piao for a midnight snack."

Lu Liang was speechless, picked up his phone again, and replied: "I just finished my work, so I don't use Instagram much."

“So do you guys always use WeChat?”

"Correct."

"By the way, why haven't you updated your Twitter? I've been following you for a long time."

“I don’t really want to use it.”

"Have you seen my presentation? I just took a set of photos recently. Do they look good?"

"pretty good."

"Is it because of West Africa? Why do I feel like you've always been so cold to me?"

"No."

"Panda will be holding a roadshow tomorrow. It should be listed soon. Do you want to stay in New York until the listing?"

"Not sure yet."

　There's still time at nine.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)