After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 679 A suit is a man's armor
Upon hearing this, Lu Liang beckoned Xu Jiawei over.

Tell him to contact his colleagues in the legal department to verify the authenticity of the contract, add supplementary clauses, and finally sign and stamp it.

"The $1.59 million will be injected into the company within three business days after the equity change."

Thomas didn't receive a single penny, because the funds were directly deposited into the corporate account of Delime Bank.

He gave up all his shares and the efforts of the past two decades, and all he got in return was relief.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Hilt, thank you."

Thomas put one arm around his chest, gave a gentlemanly bow, and in that instant seemed to have aged several years. He waved goodbye, turned back every few steps, and drove away in an old Toyota with reluctance.

Lu Liang and the others stood at the door and watched them leave.

Xiao Wang asked in confusion, "Are you just going to let that old man leave like that? Aren't you going to keep him around so he can do something?"

He thought the old man was a decent person and could tell he still had feelings for his company. If Lu Liang could persuade him to stay, the old man would probably agree to stay.

After spending over 20 years in investment banking, he retired to his hometown, then started his own business and spent another 20 years there. Even a pig would have become a genius by now.

"No need."

Lu Liang shook his head. He had considered it, but Thomas's role conflicted with Hilt's.

One loyal and affectionate person is enough for a company.

If both managers are corrupt, then Delime Bank will inevitably repeat the same mistakes sooner or later.

Kind-hearted people simply cannot survive in this land and in this industry; Thomas is the best proof of that.

Lu Liang needs to find another person who is profit-driven and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, to complement Hilt.

"Evan Harris".

Hilt silently took out a list of people he had selected based on Lu Liang's requirements.

A highly talented manager, he became the vice president of Citibank's Queens branch at the age of thirty-two.

Six months ago, this guy was released from prison after serving his sentence for hiring someone to cause a level three disability.

Alcoholism, violence, drug use, promiscuity...

Aside from his talent and ability, he's a complete scoundrel.

"Are there really people like that?"

Lu Liang was pleasantly surprised and asked with a smile, "Has the person arrived?"

“He arrived yesterday and is currently staying at our hotel.”

Hilt suddenly hesitated, then asked, "Sir, are you really going to hire Jordan as a special advisor to our bank?"

Lu Liang calmly said, "Do you remember what I told you back then? To fight them, you have to be even more ruthless than them."

He patted Hilt on the shoulder again: "Come on, take me to meet our special advisor."

The environment in New York is far more complex than in neon, and they are involved in investment banking, unlike funds which are only in it for making money.

Even if Wen Chao were here, he probably wouldn't be able to handle such a harsh environment.

More exciting developments are yet to come; Lu Liang needs a jackal to tear through one obstacle after another.

So he decided to give it a try.

Let Hilt use the protagonist's character from "The Wolf of Wall Street" as a template to find someone like that, as long as they have the ability, a bad reputation is not a problem.

Bulgari Hotel, penthouse business suite.

Directly opposite the living room sofa stood a simply dressed man in his early thirties. He was very nervous and didn't know where to put his hands.

Lu Liang sat opposite him with his legs crossed, occasionally glancing up at him and sometimes looking down at the documents.

A year and nine months in prison certainly has a transformative effect on a person. The confident, aristocratic banker in the file disappeared, replaced by a middle-aged man who completely lacked confidence.

Lu Liang felt a little regretful, and realized that not everyone can treat prison as a playground. In the end, he attained enlightenment and left the world.

But since we're already here, if we judge him by his appearance and give up on him, then all our previous efforts would have been for nothing.

Lu Liang summoned Hilt, took out the information on Delime Bank, and selected several companies that were in debt and had not paid their debts.

There were three companies in total, who respectively borrowed 120 million, 180 million, and 220 million from their bank.

Previously, the interest-only payments were being made and the principal was being paid off properly. Perhaps knowing that Delimei had filed for bankruptcy, they no longer intend to pay even the interest.

Lu Liang spent $1.59 million to take over all of Delime Bank's debts and assets; the money owed to the bank was the money owed to him.

“Mr. Harris, there’s a saying in our country: ‘A prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold.’ I want to give you a chance, but you need to show me what you can do,” Lu Liang said bluntly, handing three loan contracts to Evan Harris. “They haven’t repaid the loan for a year. They’re probably trying to drag it out until the bank goes bankrupt and then nothing happens.”

"Thomas is kind-hearted and always believes their stories, which has led to the loan being delayed again and again. But now that we have taken over the bank, I will absolutely not allow this to happen again."

Harris paused for a moment, then looked at Lu Liang with a serious expression: "Sir, what methods do you intend to use?"

"That's your problem. I just want to see the creditors and debt companies repay their debts honestly," Lu Liang said with a smile.

A glint of light flashed in Harris's eyes, and after a moment's thought, he replied, "I need $10 in start-up capital."

Lu Liang took out his checkbook and signed a check for $20: "I hope this matter can be handled perfectly."

"Thank you." Harris nodded, put the three contracts in his pocket, said goodbye, and prepared to leave.

There was no point in saying more; he needed to first let Lu Liang know that he was useful before he would have the right to speak in front of him.

Lu Liang suddenly called out to him, stood next to him, compared their heights and builds, and said with a smile, "Wait for me."

He jogged to the bedroom, took out a brand new black suit, and said softly, "A suit is a man's armor. Even if you're feeling down, you can't forget your manners."

“We are about the same height and build. I haven’t worn this outfit before, so you can wear it as a gift from me.”

Harris was taken aback, feeling a long-lost sense of respect, and a strange emotion welled up in his heart. He then saw Lu Liang give him another hug: "Looking forward to your joining us."

“Sir, I will certainly not let you down.” Harris put away his sentimental emotions and revealed a resolute look in his eyes.

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting for your good news."

Lu Liang smiled and watched Harris leave.

Suddenly, from the direction of the restaurant came Xiao Wang's muttered curses: "Damn it, you're getting better and better at it."

He tried to put himself in Harris's shoes, and including the waiting period, he was imprisoned for a full two years, only to be abandoned by everyone after his release.

My house, car, and money were either taken away by the government or by the company. I drifted along aimlessly for more than half a year.

Suddenly, Lu Liang, a renowned figure on Wall Street, appeared before him, intending to entrust him with an important task, and even presented him with a brand-new suit.

After all, this suit represents more than just a man's armor; it also represents a man's dignity and Lu Liang's trust.

Damn it, who can handle this?

"You fucking have a problem with that?"

Lu Liang glanced at Xiao Wang with an unfriendly look in his eyes.

"No, and I wouldn't dare to," Xiao Wang said with a forced smile.

"Let's go through the company transfer procedures first, and then wait for Harris's news."

Lu Liang turned to Hilt and said something.

Then he picked up a cushion, aimed it at Xiao Wang's head, and threw it at him: "Let's go out and have some fun."

The two left the hotel with seven or eight bodyguards and went to an office building next to Hudson Park.

DC Studio is located on floors 12-15.

"Is this what you call 'happy'?" Xiao Wang's face was full of disgust, and he suddenly stopped talking.

A blonde, blue-eyed American sweetheart approached him excitedly, wrapped her arms around Lu Liang's neck, and said sweetly, "Darling, how long has it been since you came to see me?"

Emma Roberts, one of Hollywood's four rising stars, has a classic bitch face and is considered the pinnacle of bitch-type actresses.

"Didn't you see the news? I just arrived in New York this afternoon, and you were the first person I thought of."

Lu Liang suddenly looked behind Emma and said with a smile, "Miss Fan, we meet again."

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Wang, hello."

Fan Bingqing was surprised, but considering that even she was introduced to DC to act in movies by Lu Liang, it didn't seem strange that Lu Liang, as DC's largest individual shareholder, would be here.

“I’m going to talk to Gu En about something. Miss Fan, you’re practically part of the host, so why don’t you show Mr. Wang around?”

Lu Liang raised an eyebrow, gave Xiao Wang a look, put his arm around Emma's waist, and headed towards the general manager's office.

He always felt a little guilty towards Xiao Wang, so he intentionally tried to be nicer to him and brought him to DC Studio to see if he could help him choose a female guest he liked.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Fan Bingqing, and the kind of thing where he helped host his good friend was bound to happen again and again.

Rumor has it that the two had a grudge in their early years, but there's nothing that can't be resolved with a good time.

If so, then two, two, three, four, and let's do it again.

(End of this chapter)