After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 532 Two Bars

Li Bing sighed in silence. Not wanting to be diverted by Lu Liang, he stated his intention directly. He hoped that NIO would raise funds and go public as soon as possible.

"How about launching the IPO on the 16th of this month?" Lu Liang thought for a moment and suddenly asked.

"So fast? Is there any explanation?" Li Bing was surprised.

Today is February 2th, the fourth day of the Chinese New Year. Normally, work would not start until the 6th, leaving NIO with less than a week to prepare.

Lu Liang flipped through the documents sent by Cheng Wei: "Didi will hold its first IPO in Beijing on the 15th. If NIO IPOs a day later, it should be able to get some of the leftovers."

"Eat some leftovers..." Li Bing looked resentful. What did Lu Liang think of Weilai? A beggar?
He was filled with endless grief and indignation, but smiled: "Mr. Lu, where is Didi holding its IPO financing reception?"

You have to ask for food if you want it. Since Didi passed the listing review, its valuation has soared again by US$30 billion to US$530 billion, and its IPO financing can raise at least US$75 billion.

In contrast, NIO is currently valued at US$55 billion, and even if it raises funds through an IPO, it will not exceed US$60 billion.

These are all industries invested by Lu Liang. Maybe there are people who really invest in NIO with the idea of ​​"it's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix".

Furthermore, NIO has a small base and is more suitable for speculation by short-term investors, just like a panda.

On the other hand, Didi is so large in size that it would be a blessing if it could achieve a 10% increase on the first day of listing.

"8th floor of the Ritz-Carlton, Financial Street."

Lu Liang sent an invitation letter to Li Bing and then finished his work for the day.

Before leaving the company, I opened Li Manli’s live broadcast room and found that it had changed from indoor live broadcast to outdoor live broadcast.

It seems that she was forming a group with other members of the gaming group, called the Four Little Boxes, and several members had a good relationship with her.

He didn't go home during the Spring Festival. He was always live streaming games or doing offline team building, so Lu Liang had no intention of disturbing him.

After checking the circle of friends, he found that Wang Chuting had returned to Shanghai last night. Lu Liang sent her a message and took a car over.

"I remember you didn't go back until the 29th. How come you couldn't stay at home for three days?"

The door was not locked, so Lu Liang opened it and walked in.

Take off your coat and put it in the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

Wang Chuting was wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen: "It's boring to stay at home, so come back early."

"Your mother forced you to go on a blind date?"

Lu Liang came behind Wang Chuting, hugged her slender waist, looked at the dishes in the pot, and sighed: "It's New Year's Day, can't we eat something good?"

Broccoli, carrots, and boiled shrimps, with almost no oil visible. The staple food is oatmeal and vegetable salad.

"You guessed it right, but it feels like an insult."

Wang Chuting glared at him coquettishly, holding two plates of what looked like fast food: "I'm 28 years old on the New Year, and my metabolism will only get slower and slower, so I have to be more self-disciplined."

"You already have a great figure. If you gain some more flesh, it will be even better."

Lu Liang smiled, picked up the knife and fork, and ate three shrimps in one bite. It was a special treat to eat a green and healthy meal occasionally.

"Men's mouths are lies. When a woman is thin, she says she likes to be fat. But when she gets fat, she says being thin is better."

Wang Chuting chewed slowly and talked about the interesting blind date that happened at home a few days ago.

After all, she is also a big internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans, and she has interviewed several billionaire entrepreneurs.

When they heard that she was going back this year, her mother and the matchmaker started screening for suitable candidates in the twelfth lunar month.

From the children of the Red Clan to the first generation of entrepreneurs who started from scratch, it has to be said that there are quite a lot of talented people in western Jiangxi.

"Don't you have anyone you like?" Lu Liang asked with a smile.

Wang Chuting's face darkened: "Do you think it's appropriate for you to say this?"

"What's inappropriate?" Lu Liang laughed.

"Row."

Wang Chuting's face turned cold, as if something had happened to her. She slammed her knife and fork, ran back to the room angrily, took out a plastic bag and threw it on the table: "Do you think it's appropriate now?"

A test stick showing two red lines.

Lu Liang had never seen it, but he knew that one bar meant negative and two meant positive.

"When did it happen?" He quickly put on an apologetic smile and carried the capricious Wang Chuting from the dining room to the living room.

"It should be last month." Wang Chuting snorted coldly.

She was very busy in the last month before the New Year because there were only five people in the studio including herself, but they were managing six accounts.

I was so busy that I didn't have time to go home until the 28th day of the lunar year. During the few days when I was at home and had some free time, I suddenly remembered that it seemed that I didn't come this month.

In the past, due to irregular work and rest schedules, there was a slight delay, but it was within two weeks at most. But this time it lasted for three weeks.

This month, she didn't feel the pain like being hung, which made her feel uncomfortable, so she secretly went to the drugstore to buy a test tube.

After learning the test results, I ran back to Shanghai overnight.

"Does this count as telepathy?"

Wang Chuting stroked her belly and leaned on Lu Liang's shoulder, the anger on her face gradually fading.

She actually planned to wait until the sixth or seventh day of the Chinese New Year when Lu Liang returned to Shanghai to tell him the news. Unexpectedly, Lu Liang came back on the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, and the first person he looked for was her.

"That must be considered a telepathic connection."

Lu Liang smiled and said, "It seems like there is a voice calling me to find you."

Sweet words cost nothing, and vows do not need to be kept. As long as he is in a good mood, he is willing to say more.

"Do you want to stay?" Wang Chuting asked cautiously, although Lu Liang had promised to help her treat her menstrual pain.

But saying it is one thing and doing it may be another. She is not a naive little girl who takes everything Lu Liang says seriously.

So after I found out I was pregnant, I was very nervous.

"Nonsense, I must stay."

Lu Liang frowned and tapped her forehead: "Let's go to the hospital tomorrow and have a checkup with you."

"Oh~" Wang Chuting smiled happily.

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The next morning, the two went to a private maternal and child health hospital in Puxin.

Covering an area of ​​over 50,000 square meters, it is like a medium to large resort. It not only provides prenatal examinations, confinement centers, and postpartum care.

There are many rich people in the Magic City, and they are generally very arrogant. They disdain to hang out with ordinary people in terms of food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even medical consultation. They prefer high-end and independent occasions.

As long as there is demand, there will be a market. As a result, a large number of high-end maternal and child health care hospitals have sprung up in Shanghai, gathering first-class experts from home and abroad, top-level equipment, and providing one-stop services before, during and after delivery.

"Happy New Year, Lao Meng."

Lu Liang drove into the hospital's underground parking lot and met Meng Changkun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Although Lao Meng was kicked out of Lu Liang's core circle due to some things, they are still friends.

Lao Meng has been running his business in Shanghai for two or three decades and is worth billions, making him a well-deserved local tyrant.

It would be much better to contact him and find a suitable private maternity and child hospital than for Lu Liang to look for one on his own.

"Mr. Lu, Happy New Year."

Meng Changkun smiled and bowed.

He was very happy that Lu Liang still remembered him.
I am also very happy that I can help him now.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, I am the dean of Jiahe, my name is Chen Zhiyuan." Chen Zhiyuan smiled and shook Lu Liang's hand excitedly.

"Hello, Dean Chen."

Lu Liang smiled and nodded, without showing too much enthusiasm.

If he faces ordinary people, he will put away his airs and it doesn't matter if he sits on the curb and chats with them.

But when facing people with a little money and power, being appropriately polite can help avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

If you don't talk too much, there won't be any trouble. Besides, there is Meng Changkun between them.

Meng Changkun looked at Wang Chuting with a smile: "Miss Wang is pregnant?"

Lu Liang nodded: "I'm not sure yet, so come over and check it out."

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Meng, Ms. Wang, please come this way." The hospital director was like a servant, busy running around with a smile on his face.

Old Meng saw Lu Liang's confusion and said softly, "The Harmonious Family almost suffered a disaster in 03, and Kunqian Trading lent them million to help them through the difficult times."

"So, Mr. Lu, Ms. Wang, just treat this place as your home." Old Meng said with a smile.

After decades of development in Shanghai, he owes favors to many people, and many people also owe him favors.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Meng." Wang Chuting nodded and followed the doctor to the department for examination.

Lu Liang and Meng Changkun came to the rest area to drink tea.
Lu Liang asked, "Meng, what are you busy with recently?"

"It's just about import and export trade."

Meng Changkun was very skilled in making tea. He handed over a cup of tea and suddenly said with a smile, "The last time we drank tea was more than a year ago."

"It's been a long time, I don't remember clearly."

Lu Liang drank tea and pondered for a moment before saying, "Some foreign trade businesses should be cut. The cold winter of this industry is coming soon."

Although the voice reminder will be implemented on July 7, that is the specific time of implementation. Normally, before implementation, a rumor would be released first to see the reaction of the University of Tokyo.

This is a method of killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of your own people. The Americans have thunder-like methods, and the University of Tokyo is not completely without countermeasures.

The news should be released in one or two months, and the relevant bills will not be formally implemented until the negotiations break down.

As long as the "war" starts, the trading companies will be the first to bear the brunt. If they take a step ahead, they can stop losses in time. Once they are swept up, they will lose everything.

Meng Changkun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

As time goes by, the two people's levels are completely different. Being in a high position, they naturally receive more information.

The fact that Lu Liang was willing to remind him showed that he still considered him a friend, and he would not be foolish enough to ask why.

(End of this chapter)