After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 6 Peace Hotel
"Brother Liang, if you have any ideas in the future, you can contact me at any time."

"Of course. After all, we are so familiar with each other. Who else can I look for if not you?"

Lu Liang exchanged a few pleasantries and left the business hall. Just as he returned to his apartment, his cell phone rang with a text message alert.

[The last number is 8939, the ICBC income is 1 yuan, and the balance is 510 yuan. ]

As soon as the funds arrived, Lu Liang paid off all his online credit cards, paying back a total of 49.45 yuan including principal and interest.

Then he went straight to the mall, made a lot of purchases, and replaced his old Android phone with an iPhone 6 gold. Before the money arrived, Lu Liang had already thought about how to spend it.

The money in the personal account is the principal. If you can still hear the voice of the future, you can use it to make money.

If you can't hear it, just treat it as a pension, buy an apartment in a third-tier city, start a small business, and start your retirement life early.

The more than one million yuan in the financing account is for living expenses. Lu Liang wants to experience a different life in Shanghai.

Although he has worked in this city for ten years, he is very unfamiliar with it.

In the past, I only had a glimpse of that mysterious corner through work opportunities, and I still yearn for it.

There is a saying in Shanghai that arriving in Shanghai by bus and arriving in Shanghai by first-class plane are two completely different cities.

Ten years ago, Lu Liang arrived in Shanghai by bus. Now he wants to see what the other world looks like.

The Peace Hotel is not only an iconic high-rise building on the Bund landscape, but also the city's "business card".

When they arrived at the place, Lu Liang got off the car and immediately felt an atmosphere that was completely different from that of the suburbs of Xinpu.

Whether they are guests staying at the hotel or tourists taking photos, the men are all very gentlemanly and the women are all very dignified. It seems that the magnificent hotel has allowed them to hide their true nature.

Lu Liang came to the front desk to check in. The cheapest ordinary room cost two thousand yuan a night, and the most expensive Nine Countries Suite had an average price of eighteen thousand yuan per night.

A monthly salary of 18,000 yuan is considered a considerable income even in Shanghai, a first-tier city, but here it is only enough for one night's stay.

"Sir, are you going to stay in the Nine Kingdoms Suite?" The beautiful receptionist thought she had misheard. After all, Lu Liang didn't look like a rich man, and it seemed that he had taken a taxi.

“Do I need to make an appointment?”

Lu Liangzhen had never heard of it, but had always heard of it, so he wanted to come and try it out and stay for a few nights.

"No, there are rooms available in the UK, Germany and Japan. How many people would you like to stay for?"

The receptionist had good professional qualities, had a slight smile on her face, and did not judge people by their appearance.

"Britain, one person, two nights first."

Lu Liang took out his ID and swiped 36,000 yuan.

A middle-aged man with a straight figure, dressed in a suit and tie, with a small mustache and an English style, came up to Lu Liang with a smile on his face.

He placed his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed like a gentleman: "Mr. Lu, I am your butler for the next two days. My name is Tan Tao. If you need anything, you can tell me."

Lu Liang smiled and joked: "If I stay in the Japanese suite, will they arrange a female housekeeper in kimono?"

Tan Tao smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, if you need it, we can help you change it now."

"It's you." Lu Liang shook his head. Noel asked again, "Mr. Lu, where is your luggage?"

"No luggage."

"Oh okay, please come with me."

Lu Liang followed the butler and had a smooth journey. There were doormen at every door and elevator ladies in the elevator.

Apart from eating without being fed and doing X by himself, he doesn't have to do anything else on his own.

The Jiuguo Suites are located on the fifth, sixth and seventh floors of the hotel, with three suites on each floor, facing the river.

Lu Liang stayed in the British Suite No. 7 on the 2th floor.

The age-old wooden floors, rose-patterned ceiling carvings, tones and decorations all uphold the style of the British aristocracy of the last century.

Each suite has a separate living room and dining room, as well as a mini bar. If Lu Liang needs it, he can ask someone to come and make drinks.

"Mr. Lu, I wish you a pleasant stay."

Tan Tao introduced the function keys of the landline phone. Just press the number 1 button to contact him. He is at your disposal 24 hours a day.

Lu Liang walked to the window. Unconsciously, the red sun was setting in the west. The sunset glowed, dyeing the tourists on the Bund and the Golden Bull in the square with a faint blush.

The Peace Hotel is not high, but it has the best view overlooking the Bund, and you can also clearly see the IFC and Pearl Tower on the opposite bank.

Lu Liang was fascinated by the view until the sky darkened and the colorful neon lights of the tall buildings gradually lit up.

His stomach growled. It was obvious that beauty was deceptive. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it couldn't cure hunger. "Are you off work? I'll send you the address and come over for dinner." Lu Liang picked up his phone and called Liu Mingxuan.

After fifteen years of studying, the only classmate I still keep in touch with and have a close relationship with is Liu Mingxuan.

I haven’t lost contact with other classmates. I’ll still call them occasionally when I think of them, but I rarely disturb them.

The main person is middle-aged, has a family, and suddenly contacts old friends and classmates whom he hasn't seen for a long time.

The first thought that comes to a normal person’s mind is either to borrow money or to ask for favors.

With preconceived notions, people become particularly cautious and vigilant when speaking.

Gradually, we lost contact.

Half an hour later, Lu Liang came downstairs to wait and saw Liu Mingxuan with flaxen hair.

Although she is the same age as him and they are both in their thirties this year, Liu Mingxuan is not married and has no girlfriend, so he dresses very fashionably and looks like he is in his early twenties.

"Did you go to Korea for plastic surgery?" Lu Liang looked at him, and Liu Mingxuan also looked at him, looking at him carefully again and again.

The person still feels the same, but seems a little thinner, and has an indescribable sense of youth.

Whenever he saw Lu Liang before, no matter what his expression was, there was always a sense of fatigue between his brows.

Liu Mingxuan has seen that feeling of tiredness in many of his married friends.

Whether it is because of family or career, to put it nicely, it means you have a sense of responsibility, but to put it bluntly, it means you are burdened with a set of invisible shackles.

But when I saw Lu Liang again this time, he exuded a sense of openness from the inside out, as if he was reborn.

"It seems that losing twenty pounds is of some use."

Lu Liang patted his lower abdomen. The belly fat he had before was gone. If he stretched his abdomen, he could feel his six well-defined abdominal muscles.

Two months of fitness have paid off. At least now I don’t look like a middle-aged person as long as I dress up a little.

"I told you a long time ago that a marriage that cannot meet material needs will be unhappy." Liu Mingxuan admired his own foresight.

If you have no money, it is better to be single all your life. Getting married without money is irresponsible to yourself, your family and the next generation.

Two months after the divorce, Lu Liang has been transformed into a completely different person, which is the best proof.

"Let's go." Lu Liang smiled and took Liu Mingxuan to Room 2 on the seventh floor. Four hot dishes and a soup were already placed on the restaurant table.

"Eat something first to fill your stomach, and then go out for a drink later."

"Are you rich?"

Liu Mingxuan walked around the house and finally stopped at the window, looking at the bustling Bund.

The Peace Hotel is well-known because it is not only a five-star hotel, but also an indispensable building in the Bund landscape.

Whether tourists or young people who have just arrived in Shanghai to work, they have all stood on the Bund and looked up at this building, including themselves.

I still remember that when they first arrived in Shanghai ten years ago, they joked that they would definitely come here to stay for a few nights one day.

But later, when I had some money in my hand, I thought that the cheapest night would cost more than two thousand yuan, so it would be more economical to go out for a drink and sing.

"I made a small profit recently."

Lu Liang picked up his phone and transferred 50,000 yuan to Liu Mingxuan.

When I bought the house, I borrowed 50,000 yuan from him and owed it for more than two years.

Although Liu Mingxuan never asked for it, it has always been a knot in Lu Liang's heart.

So when I became rich, the first person I thought of was Liu Mingxuan.

On the one hand, it is to pay back the money, and on the other hand, it is also necessary to have fun and have a like-minded comrade.

"It seems like he's really made a fortune. I can also get some benefit from it." Liu Mingxuan glanced at his mobile phone and pulled a chair to sit next to Lu Liang.

He winked and smiled, "Liangzi, where are you going to take me tonight?"

"You can be as cool as you want."

“Is it really that true?”

"Absolutely true."

(End of this chapter)