After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 606 Lu Liang's Worries

"We're all friends, saying it's an attack is a bit much."

Lu Liang smiled, paused, and then said, "But in the end, it seems that the Ming Cult won, so the situation was pretty much the same."

Cattle and sheep roam in herds, while tigers roam alone. If you have the strength to engage in equal dialogue with them, you won't need to band together for warmth.

Even with the combined monthly sales of nearly 10,000 units for the ONE (300,000 units) and L9 (400,000 units), Li Auto's sales are still so low. How much more so for companies whose combined monthly sales barely exceed 10,000 units?

The Tianxing System, as a platform, has a significant advantage, and time is on their side. Lu Liang agrees with Lei Jun's decision to besiege Guangming Peak by the six major sects out of respect for him.

In his view, it was more like a tributary system, with delegations from smaller countries discussing how to offer less tribute next year.

Lei Jun was speechless: "President Lu, you really are not modest."

"I want to keep a low profile, but my strength won't allow it, because that's just the way it is."

Lu Liang's lips curled into a smile as he raised his glass and drank deeply, his heart filled with boundless pride.

After all, as things stand now, the planning and layout of the Tianxing vehicle system two years ago has become a blatant conspiracy.

Excessive modesty is a form of hypocrisy.

"I've been watching you for a long time, and you've finally finished raising the fish."

Da Qiangzi's attention was focused on Lu Liang's wine glass. As soon as it was empty, he picked up a bottle of Moutai and went to refill it for him.

"That's enough, two ounces is about right. Any more and it'll cause trouble." Lu Liang smiled wryly, his composure instantly crumbling.

Lei Jun chuckled, amused, and joked, "Two ounces of that is only enough for a child to sit at the children's table back in my hometown."

"Two ounces is enough to be served?"

Daqiangzi was shocked and suddenly spoke in the Suqian dialect: "In Suqian, even sparrows can drink half a jin (250ml) of liquor."

Lu Liang glanced helplessly at the two of them and sighed, "Wine is no good thing."

Da Qiangzi chuckled, then filled Lei Jun's and his own glasses again, taking a big gulp: "But I can't not drink either."

Lei Jun picked up the thread: "Thousands of years ago, our ancestors said, 'What can relieve sorrow? Only wine.'"

Xiaomi has more than 1.6 direct employees. Its stock price fell below the issue price as soon as it went public, and he also took a gamble by entering the new energy market.

Although cashing out nearly 10 billion yuan last year was to prepare for a way out, who would be willing to take such a step unless they were truly in a desperate situation with no other options?

Xiaomi's attempt to break into the high-end smartphone market failed, and its profit margins were too thin to meet the growing demands of investors.

If you want to go further, you must bet on the next big trend and win big in order to set sail again.

Since deciding to enter the new energy field, he hasn't dared to slack off for a moment these days, and his brain is working like a supercomputer.

Only alcohol can temporarily slow down the operation, preventing the CPU from burning out during overclocking.

"But this only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. The worry is still there; it's just been temporarily forgotten."

Lu Liang stared blankly at the wine glass, finding it increasingly bitter and burning, making it difficult to drink.

Lei Jun rolled his eyes, downed his drink, stood up and straightened his clothes: "I really don't like chatting with you, Mr. Liu, I'll be going now."

Tianxing Technology was confident of victory. Even if they failed, it wouldn't be a bad thing for Lu Liang, because from then on, the world was vast and he could go his own way.

How could Lu Liang possibly understand Xiaomi and his predicament?

"Mr. Lei, let me give you a ride."

Da Qiangzi didn't try to stop him. He put down his wine glass, and Lu Liang followed him downstairs to watch Lei Jun leave in his car.

As the taillights disappeared into the distance, Daqiangzi complained, "Chinese people generally believe in moderation, at least on the surface. Don't you understand the principle that a tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind?"

He was blaming Lu Liang for being too flamboyant just now. He had performed quite well before, but suddenly couldn't suppress his restless heart.

Some things are fine to say to him, since they will never reach Liu Er's ears, but how could you say them in front of Lei Jun?

Lu Liang teased, "Brother Dong, you didn't have this attitude towards SF Express and the 'Three Tongs and One Da' when you were in the logistics business. Where did that heroic spirit of 'fighting them to the bitter end' go?"

Logistics was called "镖局" (镖局) in ancient times. JD Logistics was founded in 07, and Wang Wei was not as low-key as he is now.

SF Express's Lao Wang, also known as Jimmy, led his brothers to snatch a piece of the pie from SF Express, which shows how courageous they were.

Daqiangzi suddenly fell silent, and Lu Liang continued, "Sometimes it's useless to just prepare and wait for the right opportunity. If you're really sure, then you have to take the initiative to pursue it. If the time isn't right yet, then you have to create it."

"Did you hear something? Or did you see something?" Da Qiangzi frowned as he looked at Lu Liang.

"Pinduoduo's development momentum is very strong."

Lu Liang spoke casually, but a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Although missing out on Pinduoduo due to his late start was a regret, it wasn't something to worry about. Lu Liang's concern stemmed from his knowledge that a hierarchy of disdain existed within the e-commerce industry.

JD.com's self-operated stores are considered the highest-end, while Pinduoduo is the complete opposite, with products sold there being even cheaper than those on Taobao back in the day.

If the economy continues to rise and people become wealthier, JD.com should be able to continue to lead the way and grow stronger.

But what happened in 21, or before, or what Pinduoduo did, that caused its market value to exceed $2500 billion, more than three times that of JD.com now?

Lu Liang hopes that Pinduoduo has taken some initiative, such as expanding its territory in Southeast Asia, becoming a bestseller in Europe and America, or becoming a super sweatshop in the e-commerce industry.

His real concern is that the rise in Pinduoduo's market value is not a result of corporate behavior, but rather a consequence of the broader economic environment.

Pinduoduo?

Daqiangzi scoffed dismissively. He put his arm around Lu Liang's shoulder and said earnestly, "As our country's citizens become wealthier, they are also paying more and more attention to whether food and products will harm their health. Pinduoduo is full of substandard products. How can it compete with JD.com?"

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh: "I'm too ashamed to say you're flamboyant. Perhaps you've really been living a comfortable life for too long and don't have the mindset you had when you were in the logistics business."

He's middle-aged, has a beautiful wife, two children, and is financially independent. Last year, he also survived the biggest ordeal of his life.

He can no longer find the mindset he had ten years ago—the willingness to risk everything and even bring down the emperor.

"This is inevitable. Maybe in three to five years, I won't have this mentality anymore."

Lu Liang chuckled. Successful people are all determined, stubbornness that even their own fathers cannot change.

So he didn't try to persuade him any further. He stood at the door, exchanged a few pleasantries with Daqiangzi, and then prepared to leave.

"Be careful on the road, and please make sure you get Mr. Lu home safely."

Daqiangzi carefully instructed the driver, watched the taillights of the car gradually disappear into the distance, and then returned to his office upstairs.

Suddenly noticing Lu Liang's wine glass, which hadn't been touched, she couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You really meant two ounces, you won't drink a drop more."

At the same time, the black Maybach left Yizhuang and headed towards the city center. Fang Shiyu suddenly asked, "Brother, where are you going tonight?"

"Let's keep it running for now, I'll think about it."

Lu Liang opened WeChat, which showed 99+ messages, and selected the messages that interested him.

He rarely dwells on things now, just like he can't understand why Pinduoduo's market value has skyrocketed.

Countless past cases have shown that as the deadline approaches, he receives more and more information.

They can always reconstruct the cause and effect of an event two or even three months or more before it occurs, through various clues.

So there's no point in worrying about this now. Instead, let's worry about whose house we should stay at tonight.

For example, four hours ago, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Tianai sent a message: "You've come to Beijing?"

The next one was: "I just finished filming a period drama and plan to rest until the 22nd of this month."

For example, an hour ago, Fat Di sent a message: "Sister Honey is in a bad mood today, so I'm at the hotel keeping her company for a drink."

The caption was a side profile photo of Yang Mi, dressed simply, resting her chin on her hand, and gazing absentmindedly at something in the room.

Lu Liang frowned, extremely conflicted. On one hand, there was the one he had neglected for so long, and on the other hand, there was the double-flight arrangement he had been longing for.

Suddenly an idea struck him, and a mischievous smile crept across his face as he contacted Liu Mingxuan: "Are you busy? Is now a convenient time?"

The other party quickly sent a question mark and said, "I'm in the bathroom now, it's convenient."

Lu Liang sent him two screenshots, saying painfully, "Could you help me choose where to go tonight?"

"Can you be any more ruthless?" Liu Mingxuan suddenly sent a voice message filled with grief and indignation.

Lu Liang smiled, his eyes narrowing, but before he could reply, an exclamation mark appeared.

He was deleted, so he laughed even harder.

At the same time, Fatty Di received Lu Liang's reply that he had arrived quickly and secretly glanced at Yang Mi.

She was conflicted. She had laid a lot of groundwork tonight, such as the fact that Sister Mi needed a backer, and that Lu Liang had said he had a crush on Yang Mi. She didn't know if Sister Mi had understood the hint.

If she understands, that's best. If she doesn't, then her behavior seems no different from that stinky man's.

Across the table, Yang Mi casually picked up her phone and received a "I'm here" emoji from Lu Liang.

She replied with an "Mmm," then looked up at Fatty Di, who seemed incredibly conflicted and somewhat remorseful, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Perhaps keeping her in the dark is the best thing for her.

Because Yang Mi is not only Dilraba's confidante, but also her company leader. Subordinates feel guilty towards their leader, which also makes future management easier.

　One more chapter might be delayed.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)