After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 78 Life is like XX [Subscription Request]

"Mr. Lu, are you still listening?"

"Yeah, listening."

"We really didn't leak your positions."

"But you also have responsibilities that cannot be shirked."

Lu Liang's tone was flat, and Zhao Haisheng could not tell whether he was happy or angry, so he could only bite the bullet and answer: "Boss Lu, this is indeed our negligence. Look, how about this, I just discussed with the company's leaders and exempted you from the seat fee for the next three years, what do you think?"

"Well, so be it."

Lu Liang had no hatred towards Cathay Securities or Zhao Haisheng, because the matter was too broad and involved international politics. Both he and Cathay were victims.

When shorting the Japanese yen, no matter which broker you entrust, the final connection must be a bank in Japan.

Because only banks in Japan hold a large amount of Japanese yen, providing the prerequisite for shorting the yen.

It can be said that this outcome was destined to happen from the moment he decided to short the Japanese yen to get a piece of the pie.

Zhao Haisheng was surprised and couldn't believe it: "Mr. Lu, do you agree to our compensation plan?"

"Well, I have something else to do so I'll hang up first."

Lu Liang heard the doorbell and went to open it.

Meng Changkun took the elevator directly to his floor. As soon as he entered the door, he felt very familiar with it. He glanced at the room and said, "It seems to be no different from mine."

"Have you eaten yet?"

Lu Liang smiled and invited Meng Changkun to sit down and have dinner.

I didn’t have much appetite when I just woke up, but after taking a break, I suddenly felt hungry.

"I ate it, but I can eat more."

Meng Changkun was not shy at all, he picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started to add rice to his meal: "This cooking auntie is quite good."

"After all, there have been several changes. If you like, ask her to come over and cook for you for a few days."

"That's not necessary. The one I hired was specially from my hometown. His cooking skills are very much to my liking."

The two chatted casually, and gradually Lu Liang told the whole story of last night and his analysis of the causes and consequences.

Meng Changkun frowned. On the way here, he reviewed the whole incident again and felt that there were many doubts, but he did not expect it to involve such a wide range of people. He reluctantly believed Lu Liang's statement.

He pondered for a long time and replied, "We can't control political affairs, so it's best not to touch them."

"Although this is a silent loss, it is not necessarily a bad thing. At least it will make you very popular in the domestic and international financial circles."

Meng Changkun is very experienced. After so many years of ups and downs in the business world, he has seen many things that are beyond human control and has experienced them several times personally.

There is a saying that goes, life is like XX, if you can't resist it, you might as well enjoy it.

Instead of meaninglessly wondering who is responsible and who should take the blame, it is better to think about how to handle this huge wave of traffic.

Over the years, there have been many stock gods in China, but Lu Liang is the first one to reap the wealth of citizens of other countries.

The target of the harvest was Japan, which had new and old grudges. The island dispute had only come to a temporary end a few years ago. At this time, Lu Liang's behavior made him worthy of being a national hero.

“The patriotic sentiment is a pretty good deal.”

Meng Changkun felt envious. Although he was a target, he was also creating a god.

Nowadays, it is easy for foreign monks to chant sutras, let alone a local god of speculation recognized by the international community.

At this time, whether it is a public or private fund, the money will definitely come in like a flood.

"We'll talk about it then. Eat more food."

Meng Changkun's thinking angle is very tricky. It is completely out of the instinct of a businessman and he starts from profit first.

The suggestion was very good and pertinent, but it did not take Lu Liang into consideration. Patriotism is not a good thing.

Whether there will be backlash in the future is not yet known. Once a label is put on you, it will be difficult to tear it off. "You eat, I'm full."

Meng Changkun smiled and didn't say much.

He knew that Lu Liang was a very opinionated person, so he only provided ideas and did not force him.

"Is there any tea? If I don't have a few cups after dinner, I feel like something is wrong with me."

"There are tips in the cupboard."

“Green tea has no taste.”

Meng Changkun found it hard to swallow, so he simply called his assistant and asked him to send over a box of fine oolong tea.

Lu Liang was eating, scrolling through his phone, and saw his name instantly ranked eighth on Weibo’s hot search list.

In one morning, the number of fans on Weibo soared by 300,000, and netizens left messages in the comment section, asking him whether he had really made more than 60 million US dollars overnight by shorting the Japanese yen.

"Not that many, but about the same." Lu Liang thought for a while and chose a netizen to reply.

Lao Meng said it well, life is like XX,

If you can't resist, you might as well enjoy it.

Sooner or later he will get back the more than 50 million US dollars that Japan owes him, with interest.

The netizen quickly replied: "I've been picked up, sir, my admiration for you is like the surging river, endless, like the flooding of the Yellow River, which is out of control... If you become rich, please don't forget me, can you let me get some of your wealth?"

Lu Liang's fans exceeded one million early on, and the reason was that he gave away mobile phones that day. He drew prizes and delivered the products on the same day, focusing on efficiency. Netizens who received the products showed off their experience.

After all, a new iPhone costs several thousand dollars, which makes those netizens who didn’t win the prize feel jealous, but also gives them expectations. They will pay attention to it first, just in case there will be a lottery next time.

Lu Liang took a picture of the Pujiang River and captioned it: "Today's wind is very noisy~~ As usual, I'll post eight photos."

Meng Changkun, holding a cigar in his left hand and a teacup in his right hand, walked to the balcony with a smile on his face and leaned against the fence: "Any plans?"

He paid special attention to Lu Liang’s Weibo, and as soon as Lu Liang posted an update, he received a notification from the system.

If Lu Liang doesn't want to be famous, he can just pretend he doesn't know, or even contact Weibo to remove the hot search and give it a cold treatment.

Or they could pay Weibo to contact paparazzi and randomly pick a lucky person from the entertainment industry to divert attention.

Most netizens don’t know who Lu Liang is, but those celebrities appear on the screen every day, and your circle is very chaotic, so they are the best candidates to step on the landmine.

With the current speed of information change on the Internet, it is estimated that within two days, Lu Liang’s deeds will be swept to the margins and slowly forgotten.

But Lu Liang did not do so. Instead, he took the initiative to admit it and took responsibility for the matter, which shows that he already had a detailed plan.

Lu Liang nodded and said, "I do have some ideas, but we have to wait a little longer. I'll need Brother Kun's help when the time comes."

"We are all family. If you need help, just let us know. We will definitely not let you down."

Meng Changkun was all smiles. He had helped Lu Liang so much just to hear this sentence.

After dinner, the two drank a few cups of tea and chatted for a while. Then Meng Changkun received a phone call and left in a hurry.

Lu Liang wanted to take another nap, but he couldn't fall asleep in bed, so he drove to the company.

As soon as I stepped into the company, I immediately became the focus of everyone. Although it was similar before, the attention today was particularly intense.

Lu Liang, a financial tycoon from China, shorted the Japanese yen and made more than 60 million US dollars overnight.

Even if netizens have read the article, most of them will just forget about it and will not delve into it further.

But they are different, Lu Liang is their boss, and there is a sense of unreality that a legend has come into reality.

Especially the two geniuses from Peking University and Fudan University, their eyes were full of admiration and they respected them like gods.

Others don’t understand finance, but they do, and because they understand, they know how difficult it is.

It is no less than trying to grab chestnuts from the fire or pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth, and it is like forcibly tearing a hole in the blockade of Western capital.

(End of this chapter)