"Mr. Lu, hello, I am Chen Qi from Mogu Street."
The man was astonished, quickly regained his composure, and with a full-faced smile, he took out his company's business card, introducing his business which is mainly engaged in an e-comrce platform dealing with won's clothing, shoes, and hats.
"Mr. Chen, hello." Lu Liang nodded with a smile and took his seat arranged by the municipal governnt.
Everyone looked at Chen Qi with envy, jealousy, and hatred in their eyes, as eting Mr. Lu was not an opportunity that ca every day.
Even just leaving an impression was good, for when they t again, they would no longer be strangers, and cooperation would be easier to discuss.
After all, a familiar face would be favored over a complete stranger by any normal person.
This is also why many grassroots entrepreneurs, even if they had to go to great lengths, would try to squeeze into high-end business gatherings.
Reality is cruel, but this is the truth; a word from a big shot is more effective than anything they could possibly say.
Unfortunately, Lu Liang had already taken his seat, and it would be presumptuous and impolite to approach him now, which could backfire.
"Mr. Lu, hello, I am Mao Wenchao from Little Red Potato."
Lu Liang sat in the center; on his left was Mao Wenchao from Little Red Potato, and on his right was Cai Haoyu from Miha You.
Both n had radiant smiles as they took the opportunity to provide their business cards.
"Mr. Mao, Mr. Cai, hello."
Lu Liang wore a smile and chatted leisurely with them, learning that one was involved in a won's community and the other in ani-thed gas.
Wang Xing had said that the purchasing power of young girls surpasses that of children, young wives, the elderly, dogs, and n, and it wasn't a random order but in descending sequence.
At that ti, soone argued that n also had strong purchasing power, but it depended on what it was for; for instance, n were willing to spend generously on gas.
Little Red Potato and Miha You each had captured the key markets for n and won, and from a product positioning standpoint, they should have considerable potential for developnt.
Lu Liang also distributed his own business card, a very simple white card with only the company na and his and Wen Chao's numbers.
They took it seriously and carefully put it away; who knows when it might co in handy.
As soon as it was ten o'clock, leaders took their seats in turn and went to the stage to speak according to their rank.
It could be summarized in a single sentence: Reflect on the past, strive in the present, look forward to the future.
During this ti, Lu Liang went on stage twice.
Once was to represent the company to receive the Pioneer in Tax Contribution plaque; another ti was to accept the honor certificate of Outstanding Young Entrepreneur.
Each ti Lu Liang went to the stage, the last row of the auditorium would erupt in a series of shutter sounds, creating a stark contrast with other business representatives or young talents.
This was what they couldn't envy, and they could even imagine that once Lu Liang's photo was uploaded online after the event, it would create quite a stir.
#Lu Liang himself appears in photo#
There was no doubt that it would soar to the top of the trending search list; unless a major event occurred, it would stay there for several days.
Indeed, just a few days ago, and even earlier, when Lu Liang's high school and college graduation photos were revealed, they imdiately topped the trending search list. Now, with the person himself appearing, it would undoubtedly be the sa.
Realizing these two events, many people had a sudden epiphany and understood why Lu Liang, who had always been reluctant to reveal himself, suddenly made an appearance.
Because it was almost impossible to keep hiding, it was better to take the initiative and pierce through the mystery, at least to be prepared in advance on how to face public opinion without being caught off guard.
The comndation eting lasted until eleven-thirty, and Lu Liang followed everyone to the municipal governnt's cafeteria for a al of governnt provisions.
anwhile, the news photos that were supposed to be uploaded at three o'clock in the afternoon were hurriedly processed by the municipal propaganda departnt and uploaded ahead of schedule.
After half an hour's ferntation, a photo of Lu Liang receiving an award spread from the official municipal website and strongly topped the hot search on the entire network.
"???"
"Fake, right?"
"Lu Liang is so young?"
"Didn't they say he was very anxiously looking?"
"His features are sharp, his gaze deep, giving off the vibe of a suit-and-tie gangster. Is this the Mr. Lu you were talking about?"
"Xiao Chen really wasn't just flattering; although he's not as handso as Daniel Wu, he has a special charm."
"I'm almost embarrassed to break it to you guys, are you craving his body? Clearly, you're coveting my husband's money."
Mr. Lu Liang's award photo was exposed and sparked a nationwide debate, instantly turning Wang Xiaocong into "National Ex-Husband Brother."
The official cara is known as the "demon-revealing mirror." High-definition caras can show everyone's true appearance, unretouched.
Those who can withstand this scrutiny are not necessarily handso or beautiful, but at the very least have symtric features that are pleasant to look at. Not to ntion, Mr. Lu looked quite handso under the lens.
At thirty-one, Mr. Lu was in his pri, a self-made billionaire owning tens of billions in assets and holding hundreds of billions in liquid capital.
To keep calling Little Wang, a second-generation rich kid, the "National Heartthrob" just didn't seem fitting anymore, a view unanimously agreed upon by countless girls.
Last month Mr. Lu's Weibo post suddenly turned into a national beauty contest, with female guests from all over the country sharing their own beautiful photos.
So saw the situation clearly: "Wake up, girls. The older generation may be impressive, but they've fought and struggled through hardships. Most are inherently indifferent. Don't indulge in those unrealistic fantasies. Little Wang is more your type."
Such sober comnts were plenty, but no one seed to take them to heart.
Gradually, professing love to Mr. Lu beca a trend, a battleground for all the beautiful internet celebrities to outshine each other.
anwhile, in a small factory in the south,
Lin Wenjing stared blankly at the photo. Ever since that incident, she couldn't stay in her hotown.
With mother and daughter safe, the relatives and friends who had co to support them ended up detained for three to fifteen days.
The verbal abuse from their relatives was enough to drown them. They had no choice but to depart overnight with the whole family, fleeing their hotown.
She couldn't have imagined that Mr. Lu, whom she had lived with for three years, had beco a tycoon?
And all of this happened within just a year and a half after leaving her, practically starting from scratch.
...
News of Mr. Lu appearing in person caused an uproar online, but the reaction offline was rather muted.
There were quite a few people who knew Mr. Lu and had seen him, but they were only surprised that he had stepped from behind the scenes to the forefront. That was it.
After all, as Mr. Lu's business grew and he managed more assets, it was only a matter of ti before he appeared in the public eye.
At that mont, Wen Chao received a call from the Weibo operations director and relayed the ssage in Mr. Lu's office, "Mr. Lu, Weibo is asking if you need help suppressing the heat on your trending topic?"
Mr. Lu chuckled, "Thank them for their kindness, but there's no need for now. Let it be lively for a while."
The day after tomorrow, he had an interview with the Forbes editor scheduled, along with a cover shoot, which was bound to stir discussion again.
Let the netizens make a fuss for this period. Once their curiosity is spent, they won't pay excessive attention to him in the future.
But things don't always go as planned, and Mr. Lu's careful plans couldn't keep up with unforeseen changes.
Late at night, sudden breaking news swept across the internet, overshadowing Mr. Lu's trending topic - Wang Bao had released a divorce announcent, revealing his wife's affair with her agent.
In an instant, it had over a hundred thousand shares and a million comnts.
Finance was too distant for ordinary people; Mr. Lu was like a star out of reach. Although people paid attention, looking up for too long would make their necks sore.
Although Mr. Lu was self-made, Wang Bao had a better public image, unpretentious and simple, like a mirror to countless people.
Moreover, Wang Bao was more famous; the previous Xu Sanduo, Mr. Tree, Feng Yuxiu had made a deep impression in people's hearts.
Stepping back ten thousand steps, a wife cheating with an agent was explosive news when the husband himself disclosed it on Weibo.
The eager gossips, Little Wang, called in no ti: "Did you do this?"
"Do you think I have nothing better to do than feed you gossip?" Mr. Lu replied curtly.
The entertainnt industry has always been known to shield itself with high-profile figures whenever a social hot topic erges.
Including himself, he also wanted to do so, but there was no need just yet as the Forbes interview hadn't started.
It wasn't surprising that Little Wang would suspect him.
"Really, it wasn't you?"
Little Wang was doubtful and at the sa ti excited.
If it had nothing to do with Mr. Lu, he could just enjoy the show and make comnts on the side.
But what answered him was a dial tone.
"Seems it truly wasn't him."
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