After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 489 Threshold
At night, Lu Liang was invited to East Hampton.

The eastern end of New York's Long Island is where many politicians, tycoons, socialites and superstars have built their mansions. It is also New York's top wealthy area.

At last year's trade fair, one of them was sold for $1.47 million, becoming the most expensive mansion in American history.

As soon as we arrived in this neighborhood, we suddenly saw limited edition sports cars and luxury cars that were rarely seen on the road, and even patrol police cars seemed to be particularly numerous.

The cleanliness of the streets is almost as good as Lujiazui, and there are no homeless people to be seen.

"Have you ever thought about buying a luxury house here so you can come here for vacation occasionally?"

Wilson looked out the window, and Lu Liang followed his gaze: "Anyway, we have time, let's take a look tomorrow."

Not far away, there was a luxury house on the second floor, where a party seemed to be taking place, with handsome men and beautiful women, bright lights and wine, and a life of decadence.

This is not the only one. Since entering the East Hampton neighborhood, there have been similar luxury houses organizing events every now and then.

After all, with the existence of American-style Iai, it is easy to get into trouble if you rashly go to the bar for fun. Just like Xiao Wang, if he had the title of the son of the richest man in the United States and hung out in American bars every day, he would have had an accident a long time ago.

So it’s different from the domestic situation.

Home parties are more popular here in the United States.

Moreover, the atmosphere or customs in the United States are different from those in China. Even if you don’t know them or have no money, as long as your friends are invited, you can go along.

Wilson thought for a moment and said, "I remember there seems to be a luxury house for sale next door. The layout is nice. I'll go ask for you tomorrow. Maybe I can get a discount."

"Then I'll take care of it." Lu Liang smiled and did not refuse Wilson's kindness.

Let’s not talk about how the relationship between the two countries will be in the future. He has properties in China, Tokyo, and Edinburgh, so how can he miss New York?

It's nothing more than thirty to fifty million US dollars. If you take advantage of this big wave of Bitcoin market, the dividends will be hundreds of millions of dollars.

It’s okay to acquire more assets. After all, land is the only thing that lasts as long as the sun and the moon. All the wealthy Americans are big landlords.

Like Gates, who purchased 26.9 acres, the area of ​​land he holds is only slightly smaller than that of Pudong New Area.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at a seaside manor, which covered a large area and looked like a resort.

It was too dark to see the whole picture, but Lu Liang saw a sign on the side of the road indicating that there was a golf course 100 meters to the left.

A standard 60-hole golf course generally covers an area of ​​ hectares, which is roughly the size of a residential community with a population of households.

"This was the highest bidder last year, with a price of $1.47 million, and was bought by Broadway's Shubert Management Company."

Wilson was all smiles, having been here many times. Schubert took photos of the place and transformed it into a resort.

The main purpose is to provide nearby wealthy and famous people with a good place to kill time, because not everyone likes to throw parties.

Some wealthy people like a quiet atmosphere but don't like being alone, so this resort came into being.

As long as the celebrities and wealthy people are served well, Broadway's status as the world's number one opera house will remain unchanged.

There will also be many middle-class people who curry favor with the powerful and pretend to be elegant, and they will be constantly harvested by them.

Wilson smiled and said, "I actually don't understand opera and I don't like watching it, and neither do many of my friends. But they all pretend to like it very much, thus raising the threshold for entering our circle."

"Compliance test." Lu Liang chuckled.

"That's not a wrong understanding." Wilson nodded, opened the car door, waved to a doorman, and registered Lu Liang.

He said: "If you live here and want to come over, you can do it. I have recommended you to become a member."

The so-called credential is also a kind of threshold, but people recommended by him can enter simply by scanning their faces.

"There is not much money in art, so they need to please us in order to get donations to maintain their daily operations."

Wilson smiled and spoke frankly, treating Lu Liang as his own and explaining every detail to him.

It can basically be summed up in one sentence: in the world of capital, everything is to serve capital and revolves around capital.

Without the support of capital, no industry can survive. Even if it can be self-sufficient, it will die.

He wanted Lu Liang to know why Jack Ma was so popular in Dongda, but still wore a little white hat.

Their power is unlimited and can spread and expand indefinitely, even to the point of commanding the army and changing the constitution. The only ones who can limit them are themselves.

Lu Liang was silent for a long time, and said sincerely: "That feeling must be very wonderful."

Wilson burst into laughter: "It's more wonderful than you can imagine."

Walking into the manor, Wilson smiled and waved as he walked, as if he knew everyone.

Because he was the head of Morgan Investment, the sharpest spear, the president was just a manager, he was the one who mobilized the funds. Lu Liang also saw a few familiar faces, such as Ivan's husband Jiali, Crook of the German American Market Merchant, and the island owner Jeffrey.

"Lu, long time no see. How are you these days? Wanna have a drink?"

A few people waved and greeted each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Seeing Lu Liang here means that Lu Liang has already stepped half a foot into the core circle of Wall Street.

"Later, I have to meet a friend first." Lu Liang smiled and declined politely.

While chatting and laughing, he also found that all the people he interacted with were white, with only a few Asians, and no Africans at all.

Perhaps in their view, the entry of African chimpanzees into such an occasion would be a blasphemy to the place.

However, the status of Asians was not much higher than that of Africans, and they basically appeared as female servants.

As a result, the small flame that had just sprouted in his heart was instantly extinguished, leaving only a wisp of smoke.

She is so friendly to him now, probably like picking up girls. Before sleeping with them, she is Sweetie, and after sleeping with them, she is Mrs. Niu.

Passing through the busy hall, Lu Liang followed Wilson to the opera house inside, where passionate music suddenly sounded.

The main melody of the organ sounded, and the minor chords were like a roller coaster, invading the eardrums like thunder and overwhelming waves.

David squinted his eyes, holding a wine glass in his hand, and shook his head to the rhythm of the passionate music, seeming to be immersed in it.

Wilson said: "Most people don't like it, but there are exceptions, such as David, who likes opera very much. This play is like "The Phantom of the Opera", which is almost at the end."

"Thank you, see you later."

After saying goodbye to Wilson temporarily, Lu Liang walked over to sit next to David, waved to the waiter, and ordered a cocktail.

The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, smiled politely, and enjoyed the opera that was about to end.

Unlike the promotional posters I saw in front of Broadway before, there was not a single black actor on the stage here.

Come to think of it, The Phantom tells a story from more than a hundred years ago, when black people were either in the sea or in the fields.

Ten minutes later, the actors gave their thanks and the red curtain fell.

David couldn't help but clap his hands, his eyes showing undisguised appreciation: "It's wonderful, I gain something different every time I watch it."

"Maybe." Lu Liang chuckled and drank his wine.

The music is good, and the costumes are gorgeous.

Other than that, he couldn't see anything.

"If you have time, you should watch the whole show. I believe you will like it."

David highly recommends it, just like something he likes, he also hopes that others will like it.

Lu Liang couldn't help laughing and suggested, "Mr. Solomon, why don't we go somewhere else to talk?"

"Then let's go out and get some fresh air," said David.

"Please."

Lu Liang followed David, and the two of them walked out of the opera house and went for a walk in the garden outside.

"Mr. Solomon, what will it cost me to make Goldman Sachs give up Liu Qing?" Lu Liang asked bluntly.

David chuckled and said, "Mr. Lu, you should know that I was the one who promoted Liu Qing, including letting her go to Didi. She is my right-hand man."

"Carmon told me that Goldman Sachs missed the best time to build a position for some reason."

Lu Liang talked to himself and said that he has two teams and currently holds more than 2% of the total Bitcoin.

David raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, as far as I know, it should be more than 4%?"

2% is 42. Lu Liang is obviously lying. The number of shares he holds has exceeded 80, or even more.

"Mr. Solomon, I really want to be your friend, please don't make it too difficult for me."

Lu Liang's smile remained on his face. It was obviously not worth it to give up all his "power" for Liu Qing and Didi.

He also realized that David described his deep love for Liu Qing so well just to get more money.

(End of this chapter)