After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 525: Earned a Billion
"Welcome Mr. Lauterborn..."

The red carpet paved the way, beauties with enchanting figures presented flowers, and a stretched luxury car drove directly to the airport.

Although China's unique formalism is very rustic, it has to be said that it is still very effective.

Lauterborn walked down the stairs quickly and came to Lu Liang, his face full of confusion: "Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"

The extraordinary treatment like a state guest was so overwhelming that even though he had seen the world, he still felt flattered. He even wondered if there was some important person on the same flight.

"You are the most distinguished guest, Mr. Bourne. Thank you for your hard work on the long journey."

Lu Liang smiled, shook hands and hugged, and looked at the dozen technicians behind him: "Everyone, how about we go to the hotel to rest and have a meal, have a good rest for the night, and start working tomorrow?"

As the beautiful woman presented the wreath, Lauterborn and the accompanying technical staff realized that they were really being welcomed.

"Mr. Lu, you are so polite." He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He gave them a big gift as soon as he arrived.

He vaguely guessed Lu Liang's intention. He believed that he would not be tempted, but his colleagues might not be so sure.

Most of them are tech geeks in their twenties or thirties, who give flowers to pretty girls with model-like figures.

Each of them was like an inexperienced boy, feeling embarrassed but also a little secretly happy, pushing and shoving each other, joking and scolding each other.

Those beauties, as described in my hometown dialect, smell so good and are so beautiful.

"Mr. Bourne, this is Zhang Peiqiang, Professor Zhang..."

Lu Liang smiled and introduced the people to each other.

This scene may seem grand, but in fact it doesn't cost a penny, it all depends on his face.

Because the concierge is a flight attendant, the red carpet and flowers are already there, and she won't ask him to reimburse this small amount of money.

When fishing in Luliang, people always like to use the dead net, which not only catches big fish but also small fish.

His target is not only Lauterborn, but also the technical backbones who are accompanying him. It is time to let them experience the sugar-coated bullets from socialism.

The concierge convoy drove away from the airport and arrived at the Hilton Hotel in Zhangjiang Science Park.

"Everyone, there will be a party at 7 o'clock. Please go to your rooms upstairs and rest."

Lu Liang waved to the hotel manager and booked an entire floor to welcome their arrival.

The smallest business suite is 70 to 80 square meters, and there is also a gym and conference room on the same floor.

For the next two months, this will be their dormitory and the five-star restaurant will be their dining hall.

There was a hint of bitterness on Lauterborn's lips, and Lu Liang's eagerness to recruit talents was almost written on his face.

He felt it necessary to hold a meeting with his colleagues to help them build up psychological strength. Otherwise, he was afraid that there would be nineteen people when they arrived, and he would be the only one left when they left.

"Mr. Lu, what a coincidence~"

Li Bing appeared out of nowhere, greeted Lu Liang, and quickly handed his business card to Lauterborn: "Mr. Born, welcome to Shanghai, I am Li Bing, CEO of NIO."

“Hello, Mr. Li. See you later. We’ll go check in first.” Lauterborn smiled and left with his colleagues. He had never heard of NIO and didn’t know Li Bing.

"Boss Li, you are well-informed."

Lu Liang narrowed his eyes with an unfriendly look.

He specially invited this person from far away. If Li Bing dared to compete with him for the position, he would chop off his head.

"Boss Lu, this is a huge misunderstanding."

Li Bing looked innocent and quickly called the hotel manager: "Manager Xu, tell me, have I always lived upstairs?"

He just happened to live here and knew Lauterborn. The two had met once in England, but the other party seemed not to remember him.

Hotel manager Xu smiled and said, "Boss Lu, Boss Li is a long-term member of our hotel and has been staying here for more than half a year."

Lu Liang's anger subsided, and he laughed, "You have a home but don't want to go back, and you stay in a hotel every day?"

"Mr. Lu, every family has its own problems."

Li Bing sighed, unable to express the sadness in his heart.

For entrepreneurs, there are two best family situations. One is like Lu Liang, who does not rely on the woman but builds his business on his own.

The other type is similar to Daqiangzi. After he succeeds, he finds a beautiful wife to help him.

Like him, it was started by a couple. After the business became big, the couple became two independent interest groups.

Since last year's press conference, Wang Yizhi offended Lu Liang and Milk Tea Sister and was kicked out of NIO by him. Now she is becoming more and more like a shrew.

He couldn't rest at home for a moment, so he thought of booking a long-term room in a hotel and enjoying his solitude occasionally.

Lu Liang was not interested in understanding Li Bing's family disputes, so he waved his hand and said, "Mr. Li, I won't treat you to dinner. See you later."

"Don't, Mr. Lu."

Seeing that the tactic of playing misery failed, Li Bing hurriedly stopped Lu Liang and said with a smile: "You want Bourne to come and help adjust the chassis of the new car. It's the same if you let one sheep go or drive a flock of sheep. How about our new ES8 and Tianxing share the same chassis system?" "Our models are different."

Lu Liang refused decisively, then thought for a moment and said, "But it's not impossible, 5000 million US dollars."

He didn't mind sharing it with NIO, provided that Li Bing could reimburse them for the technical guidance fees for the two models.

Li Bing was shocked: "Is it so expensive?"

"You know Lauterborn, so do you think they are worth the price?" Lu Liang asked back.

"This Lauterborn is indeed very famous in the industry. Mr. Lu, can we negotiate the price?"

Li Bing's face was full of confusion. The NIO ES8 is a luxury car worth more than or yuan, but it still uses the chassis system of the Xiali.

If he could introduce Cadillac's chassis technology, he would dare to sell a car for 80 yuan. The key is that he is currently strapped for cash.

The production base is under construction, the battery swap station is under construction, and the offline experience store is still under construction. Money is needed everywhere.

Even if you sell him, you won't get $5000 million.

“Isn’t NIO going to go public? You can write an IOU first and pay in installments.” Lu Liang smiled.

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He didn't have to worry about NIO's listing at all, as it passed the review of the Nasdaq Stock Exchange very smoothly.

It is planned to be listed on Nasdaq in May or June with a valuation of US$55 billion, and the IPO will raise at least US$11 billion.

Li Bing is different from Li Xiang. Ideal takes the route of family practical cars, while NIO follows the concept and expectations, commonly known as bragging.

As long as it goes public, if others dare to speculate on NIO's stock, he will continue to initiate financing and issue additional stocks until the company is sold.

It can be said that A shares live in the Nasdaq.

Li Bing should have been successful, because three years later, NIO's market value will reach a maximum of US$983 billion.

The old investors on Wall Street really fell for his trick and believed that battery swap stations are the gas stations of the future for electric vehicles.

So Lu Liang was not afraid that he would not be able to come up with the money.

"Mr. Lu, is it really worth 50 million US dollars?" Li Bing was puzzled. Lu Liang was a little enthusiastic, and he was afraid.

"Mr. Li, I made a special trip to Detroit for this. Shouldn't I be charged some travel expenses?"

Lu Liang had a nonchalant look on his face, and did not hide the fact that he was in the middle and collected a few hundred million yuan in difference.

"It should be."

Li Bing smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, the amount involved is a bit large. Give me some time to think about it."

"Contact me when you've thought it over. They should be working in the Magic City for about two months."

Lu Liang left and went to the room upstairs to wash and change clothes, preparing to attend the dinner later.

Nearing seven o'clock, Lu Liang came to the 7th floor and rented a private room that could accommodate thirty people.

Li Bing came and brought with him the Hermès belt that was worn by Old Xu.

"Mr. Lu, long time no see. How are you these days?"

Old Xu was full of energy and looked at Lauterborn: "This must be Mr. Born. Hello, hello."

"Thanks to Mr. Xu, it's not bad." Lu Liang was confused and looked at Li Bing: "Why is Mr. Xu here?"

"I just happened to meet you and learned that you were here and Mr. Bourne was also here, so Mr. Xu said he wanted to come and see us."

Li Bing smiled and decided to agree to Lu Liang's condition of 50 million US dollars, but without writing an IOU.

Fifty million US dollars is not a small amount. If you ask yourself, who is the richest in the new energy industry except Luliang? Hengchi is certainly not inferior to him.

So, he contacted Lao Xu, and the two sides reached a cooperation, and he also made a few hundred million yuan in the difference.

Hengchi is a super big customer. Although it has been silent for more than a year, it has been holding back a big move.

They plan to release six models in the first phase, covering all levels from A to D and achieving full coverage of the product line.

Just like the meaning of their lion head logo, protecting the blue sky, winning the battle in the red sea, the Oriental lion, looking down on the world.

"Six models? They should have made a little over a billion, right?"

Lu Liang's eyes turned red with envy. He thought that being a middleman was despicable enough, but it turned out that there is always someone better.

"It's just a few hundred million." Li Bing looked modest, and suddenly he was curious: "Mr. Lu, how much did you earn from me?"

“Only a few hundred million.”

The two smiled at each other and tacitly skipped the topic.

　There's still nine o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)