After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

Chapter 469: Chapter 464: Incompetent, Scrambling Away

“Mr. Lu, hello, I am the guide for Mr. Su Shimin and others this time.”

Xu Huiqi smiled, she was in her senior year and planned to study abroad in America the following year. The opportunity to be a guide was hard-won by her family.

If she could get a recommendation letter from Su Shimin, her journey to Princeton University would be much smoother.

Lu Liang nodded slightly but said little, continuing to make small talk with Su Shimin. A girl who aspired to be the next Milk Tea Girl didn’t hold much interest for him.

The group conversed about the merits and demerits of emperors and generals of old, while Liu Qing couldn’t get a word in, bored, she looked over at Xu Huiqi: “Xu, do you know Mr. Lu?”

Xu Huiqi set aside her disappointment and replied with a smile, “Yes, Mr. Liu, we met a few times at school before, and my brother is also friends with Mr. Lu.”

Although she wanted to be the next Milk Tea Girl, it didn’t stop Liu Qing from being her idol, after all, one of the three most influential female entrepreneurs in the country.

One was Lao Ganma, another Miss Dong, and then there was Liu Qing. Even though compared to the first two, Liu Qing relied a bit on the Liu family.

But why not use the family connections if you have them? Besides, the Liu family wasn’t lacking in male successors. Liu Qing’s ability to stand out was enough to prove her excellence.

Liu Qing asked with curiosity, “Who is this?”

“Xu Xiaojun of Chenyi Investment.”

“Oh, Mr. Xu.”

Liu Qing understood then and also realized why Lu Liang, who had a reputation for lechery, was so lukewarm toward Xu Huiqi.

She had heard of Chenyi Investment, a white glove for the second and third generations.

Both Lu Liang and she could have a direct conversation with their families’ elders.

Naturally, they had little interest in currying favor with the younger generation, and getting too close might even result in being labeled with a faction, better to be closely connected with the government.

The minibus traveled from the bustling city towards the north, through scenic gardens with clear mountains and waters, arriving at the foot of the Great Wall.

“Our Great Wall at Badaling is divided into the South Line and North Line. If we depart at dawn to see the sunrise, it is best to start from the North Line.”

“For the sunset, the best choice is the South Line. Starting from the South 1st Floor, we can appreciate the winding magnificence of the Great Wall all the way to the South 7th Floor.”

Most of the passengers on the bus were honored foreign guests, and the scenic area’s leaders had been notified early on and had doubled the number of security personnel.

“Mr. Lu, haven’t you been here before?” Zhu Hu asked with a smile, sensing that Lu Liang looked like it was his first visit.

“I came here many years ago, but it was too crowded then, so I didn’t go up.”

Lu Liang couldn’t help but smile as he remembered that about seven years ago, he and Liu Mingxuan had visited during the National Day holiday.

Leaving from Beijing, they had been stuck in traffic for hours. Once they arrived, the place was packed with people. At that time, there was only a little more than an hour before the scenic area closed.

With thousands of people ahead of them, it was unlikely they would get their turn, so they just took a photo at the base of the towers to say they had been there, posted it on QQ Space, and left.

Later at the hotel, Lu Liang felt relieved they had left early when he watched the news. The visitor service center had been overwhelmed that evening, with several kilometers around under traffic control, making it impossible to get a taxi.

Thousands of tourists had no choice but to walk seven or eight kilometers back to the North Sixth Ring at night.

But compared to Lu Liang’s relief, Liu Mingxuan felt quite regretful.

With so many young and pretty girls, it would have been a good opportunity to nurture relationships as they walked; who knows, maybe back in the city, he could have had a beautiful encounter and wouldn’t need to share a room with a dog of a man like Lu Liang.

Turning left at the ticket checkpoint led to the South Great Wall, where the South 1st Floor offered a panoramic view of the North Great Wall.

“It’s hard to imagine this was built more than two thousand years ago.” The foreigners marveled at the feat of constructing the Great Wall on top of mountains.

Even more than two thousand years ago, the transport and logistical conditions were extremely harsh, and the scope of the work was unimaginably vast.

“Back then, nomadic tribes from the north often invaded, so to protect agricultural production and the safety of the country and its citizens.”

Lu Liang acted as an impromptu tour guide; although he had never been here, he had read enough in textbooks to know this, and saw a certain similarity between the Great Wall and the border wall currently advocated by Old Te.

“Mr. Lu, how do you see this cooperation between our two countries?”

The group chatted as they walked, akin to playing golf—in golf, playing isn’t the goal, but the conversation while walking is.

“To further deepen relations between the two countries is of great significance for the development of both nations and world prosperity.”

Lu Liang responded with a smile on his lips, uttering platitudes, because judging by next year’s events, as well as Old Te’s character,

he had an idea of what was happening. Zhong had been bamboozled, swallowing up the bait of more than 200 billion dollars in economic and trade cooperation.

Turned out, it was a backstabbing move, similar to withdrawing from the World Health Organization, the Paris Agreement, and the Global Compact on Migration.

For Old Te’s government, unilaterally tearing up treaties was a regular practice as long as there were profits to be made.

The group arrived at the South 4th Floor, the highest point of the South Great Wall at an altitude of 803 meters, boasting beautiful scenery.

After admiring the breathtaking view, Su Shimin asked, “I heard, Mr. Lu, you’ve also dabbled in Cryptocurrency?”

“With the progress of times, and the development of an era, it doesn’t hurt to try out new things.” Lu Liang squinted his eyes in amusement.

Shen Peng, Zhu Hu, and Liu Qing were all taken aback. Since joining the tour group, they had heard more than once about Cryptocurrency.

Through Su Shimin’s demeanor, it was clear that cryptocurrency seemed to be of great importance, and Lu Liang appeared to be involved in it as well.

Su Shimin added, “Mr. Lu, it doesn’t seem to be just a casual attempt. I’ve heard that you invested one billion dollars several months ago.”

“The emerging market, the new system, cannot withstand any shocks. That’s why we can only invest so much.”

Lu Liang handed his phone to Liu Qing, asking her to help him take a photo, as he hadn’t posted on his circle of friends in a long time.

He still struck a V pose, embodying the classic tourist mentality.

Su Shimin said, “The emerging market needs everyone’s joint effort to maintain.”

“That’s a given. First, we establish the market, then we make money.”

Lu Liang took the initiative to talk about Mitsui Sumitomo’s Ota Ling, planning to find time to discuss the future development and planning with them.

Although everyone guessed that this project was led by him, he couldn’t admit it and still had to let Ota Ling be the frontman.

Because the nation probably wouldn’t allow Bitcoin to circulate domestically, he couldn’t be the one to stick his neck out.

You have to make money and secure rights, but he would not be the spokesperson for Bitcoin in the East University Market.

“Mr. Ota from Mitsui Sumitomo probably can’t make that decision, right?”

Su Shimin squinted his eyes, a hint of chill flashing in his gaze.

He picked up on the subtext of Lu Liang’s words, always pushing Mitsui Sumitomo to the forefront – wanting to avoid direct association while still enjoying the profits and rights.

“It should be possible. I’ve spoken with Mr. Ota and Mr. Zheng from Modern, both of whom are quite optimistic about the development of cryptocurrency.”

Lu Liang’s smile remained, like a brazen hunk of beef – he had squeezed his way onto the table and without him, no one else could play.

As his words fell, Su Shimin’s expression turned icy; the once warm atmosphere of the tourist group plummeted to freezing point.

All the seven foreign guests looked to Su Shimin for the lead;

If he wasn’t happy, no one dared be cheerful.

“Up ahead is South 7th Floor, have we already reached the end of the Southern Line?”

Zhu Hu hastened to break the tension, and Shen Peng also said with a laugh: “The Southern Great Wall is easier compared to the North; Xu must have considered our older comrades.”

Walking in the lead, Xu Huiqi was unaware of the change in the group’s mood, quickly explaining, “The sunset view from the Southern Line is regarded as a unique beauty in Beijing.”

“Last year I visited the Southern Line, and the evening glow scene is unforgettable to this day,” Liu Qing said, smiling, but there was an undercurrent of gloom in her eyes.

Her knowledge of cryptocurrency was limited, but a market that even the leader of Blackstone was paying attention to certainly wasn’t a simple project.

Though she looked down on Lu Liang and would have loved to curse him every day, she didn’t dare question his investment judgment.

Because of this, Liu Qing felt an inexplicable pressure, especially if Lu Liang held chips that even Su Shimin feared.

Her plans to attract him, or even join him, only seeking assistance, might completely fall through.

At 5:10 p.m., the remaining sunshine of sunset bathed the peaks of the Great Wall in a golden hue, as if the whole world were covered in gold.

The voices of Zhu Hu, Shen Peng, and Liu Qing, along with the beautiful scenery in the distance, gradually repaired the group’s ambiance.

The sunset rapidly approached, and in less than five minutes, the sun had completely sunk behind the peaks.

Xu Huiqi, waving a small flag, called out, “Everyone keep up, it gets dark quickly, we need to go down through the passage from South Fifth Floor.”

Unlike the way there, the team was close-knit and full of laughter, perhaps due to the conversation between Lu Liang and Su Shimin, or maybe just from fatigue.

On their way back, everyone split into small groups, forming several factions.

Liu Qing gravitated towards the foreign guests’ group, while Zhu Hu and Shen Peng wanted to chat with Lu Liang about what had just happened, but out of respect for their patron, Su Shimin, they had to remain neutral.

Only Lu Liang walked alone at his own leisurely pace at the back of the group, still taking photos as he strolled.

Xu Huiqi deliberately slowed down and came alongside Mr. Lu, “Mr. Lu, tired? Want to take a break?”

“No need, I just can’t bear to leave behind such beautiful scenery right now.”

Lu Liang said with a smile, taking a photo of the horizon.

He collected enough photos for a nine-square grid,

And simultaneously posted them to his circle of friends and Weibo.

“If you want to come here, you can do it anytime. I can also be your tour guide~”

Xu Huiqi bent down slightly, looking up at Lu Liang with a playful twinkle in her eyes.

Although she was rejected by Lu Liang last year, especially after the dinner when he let her go home alone without even a courtesy ride, making her quite angry,

This year, Lu Liang’s growth had surpassed that of the past.

Like a space elevator, soaring a thousand miles in a second, she suddenly found herself able to accept Lu Liang’s ungentlemanly actions.