After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future Chapter 272: Must Capture Within Three Steps

The traffic jam lasted over forty minutes, and it was past seven in the evening when they arrived downstairs at Good Dream Production Co., Ltd.

From afar, Lu Liang saw Wu Tianzheng approaching with a sycophantic smile on his face, breaking into a jog, "Mr. Lu, good evening."

Old Wu was filled with mixed emotions, reminiscing about their first encounter a little over a year ago.

Back then, Lu Liang was an insignificant figure, and even making his acquaintance required going through ng Changkun.

Ti flies, and today, Lu Liang had beco a personage that not only ng Changkun but also many others looked up to.

He was soone even beyond their reach.

"Mr. Wu, it's been a while, how have you been?"

"Thanks to Mr. Lu's blessings, very well, very well."

"It's like this..."

Lu Liang opened the car door, stepped out of the vehicle, avoided his cousin, and pulled Wu Tianzheng aside to explain the situation.

"What in this world is true feeling, it commands one to willingly embrace life and death, Mr. Lu, please rest assured, I'll handle everything."

Wu Tianzheng thumped his chest with a pound, pound sound. Handling such matters was his specialty, and he quickly ca up with a plan.

Within three steps, he would surely capture the prey.

The two n went next door to the restaurant.

Lu Liang gestured to his cousin to join in, "Yu, co over and join us, Mr. Wu is no stranger."

"So, you're Mr. Lu's cousin, what a pleasure to et you, really a person of impressive appearance and bearing," Wu Tianzheng praised shalessly, starting to toast with a beaming smile.

Fang Shiyu hurriedly waved his hands to refuse, "Mr. Wu, thank you, sorry, but I don't drink."

"Just have a little to accompany Mr. Wu. I've had a stomachache recently and I'll drive later."

Lu Liang, smiling and sipping on juice.

Fang Shiyu looked troubled, but it wouldn't be good to refuse again.

However, it was clear he had never drunk liquor before; after one or two cups, he gulped it down, quietly saying, "It's done."

"Brother Yu, nice tolerance."

Wu Tianzheng was stunned for a mont, then quickly applauded in praise.

The clapping sounded like so kind of signal,

Suddenly, soone knocked on the private room door.

Three won in their late twenties entered, faces radiant with smiles as if adorned with peach blossoms: "Mr. Wu, we're here."

At the end of December, Modu's temperature hovered in single digits, but they were all wearing tight-fitting mini skirts and flesh-toned silk stockings, their feet in Valentino stiletto shoes, shoulders draped with fluffy jackets or loose down coats.

They looked exceptionally lovely.

"Don't be shy, everyone, please take a seat."

Wu Tianzheng watched Fang Shiyu's expression, noticing that his gaze fell on a girl in a purple mini skirt and silk stockings.

When the girl looked at him and offered a smile, he imdiately turned his flushed face away in shyness.

Old Wu chuckled, instantly understanding, "Wenqi, go sit over there, I have so things to discuss with Mr. Lu."

"Hi there, handso, I'm Liang Wenqi, really happy to et you."

Liang Wenqi had a smile on her face, sitting down with ease next to him, extending her fair and delicate hand—an impeccably manicured hand so soft it seed water could be squeezed from it.

"Hello~" Fang Shiyu's face suddenly turned red, subconsciously looking towards Lu Liang for help.

Lu Liang was deep in conversation with Wu Tianzheng and didn't pay him any heed, "Has War Wolf 2 wrapped up yet?"

"Just got back from Africa last week. Wu Jing has lost a lot of weight. He's planning to get his health back before visiting you."

"Still decided to release it during the sumr slot?"

"That's the current plan."

"Handso, won't you tell your na?"

Liang Wenqi pouted with a look of wistful longing, her eyes watery as though brimming with spring water.

"I'm Fang... Fang Shiyu."

Fang Shiyu introduced himself awkwardly and haltingly.

"Shiyu, I see you're really strong~ Did you used to be a soldier?"

"Yeah, I served for a few years."

"Wo~ That's amazing, I've always admired soldiers since I was little. Was the training very tough?"

"It was okay, just the recruit training was quite hard."

"Can you tell about the things you did in the recruit training?"

"We would get up before five in the morning for a five-kiloter force march, followed by an hour of marching drills..."

"Wo~ I really admire your perseverance."

Liang Wenqi wore a face of admiration, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise, her gaze fixed on Fang Shiyu.

That kind of look is more than most n can resist, let alone a young man in the pri of his youth.

"Co on, everyone, have a drink. Mr. Lu isn't feeling well, so he'll stick to juice."

Wu Tianzheng was all smiles, seemingly an old hand at this, very adept at stirring up the atmosphere.

Sure enough, Fang Shiyu was still drinking straightforwardly.

He quickly suggested, "How about we go sing so karaoke?"

There's no such thing as drunkenness leading to debauchery,

Honestly, a truly drunk person can't even rouse themselves.

If they got Fang Shiyu completely drunk, then tonight's effort would've been in vain.

The best scenario would be to keep him in a state between being half-awake and half-dreaming.

Everyone instinctively turned toward Lu Liang, though he acted like an onlooker, indifferent to the drama unfolding.

But the na Lu Liang, wherever he went, could not be ignored.

Holding his juice, Lu Liang smiled and nodded, "Singing songs isn't bad, it's been a while since I went."

Six people, two cars, the night continued at a KTV.

Old Wu really knew how to pick a spot—below was the karaoke space; above, a hotel, with rooms already booked. He quietly handed the room card to Liang Wenqi.

Lu Liang chuckled, unable to help but give a thumbs-up; looking for Old Wu was indeed the right choice for handling such matters—a job for the professionals.

Once at the karaoke room, the three ladies went full throttle, launching an offensive at Fang Shiyu—two striking while one defended, solidifying Fang Shiyu's good impression of them even further.

When Fang Shiyu couldn't keep up, they even drank for him.

Seeing this, Fang Shiyu hurriedly snatched the glass, "Wenqi, I can drink it, you should drink less."

His tolerance wasn't bad, but even he was quickly overwheld and began to sit and stare blankly.

"Shiyu, let help you upstairs to rest."

Liang Wenqi whispered gently, encircling his neck with her arm.

"No, I still need to take Mr. Lu ho."

Fang Shiyu shook his head, trying to force himself to stay alert.

Lu Liang approached Fang Shiyu and patted his shoulder, "Just enjoy tonight, I'll make my own way back later."

After that, he didn't pay any more attention, grabbed the microphone, and belted out a Cantonese song, "Boundless Seas and Skies."

Not afraid that one day it'll be just you and ~

After finishing, Lu Liang looked back to see that Fang Shiyu had disappeared from the sofa. Wu Tianzheng, cuddling another model, said smilingly, "Mr. Lu, they've already gone up."

"Old Wu, I'll leave this to you."

Lu Liang laughed too, took a piece of waterlon from the fruit platter.

Wetting his throat, "I'm tired, so I'll be off."

Wu Tianzheng hurriedly stood up, chasing out of the room, "Mr. Lu, let escort you."

"Stay, you don't need to."

Lu Liang paused, then advised, "Afterward, give the money where it's due, provide resources where they're needed, just don't let my cousin get entangled in this. Old Wu, I appreciate your hard work on this matter."

"Mr. Lu, rest assured on that account."

Wu Tianzheng's face was all smiles as he bowed repeatedly, respectfully watching Lu Liang drive away.

He'd been in the film business for most of his life and knew that Lu Liang's refusal of an escort was one thing, but it was another for him to lack manners.

The next morning, Lu Liang drove to the company alone.

Seeing Fang Shiyu sitting at his desk, lost in thought, with Chen Jinchun chattering nearby about who knows what.

Getting closer, Lu Liang discovered Chen Jinchun was bragging about the company's account breaking through 9 million fans.

At 7 million, she'd eaten a dragon fruit, and at 8 million, a light bulb-shaped candy.

Now she was fretting about what stunt to pull next, "Maybe buy a can of surströmming? I hear it's quite slly?"

Fang Shiyu replied distractedly, "Anything's fine."

Lu Liang laughed, a bit annoyed, "The company hasn't set you any targets; don't harm yourself for no reason."

"Mr. Lu, good morning."

Seeing Lu Liang, several people promptly stood up to greet him.

Lu Liang bowed his head in return, walked to his office, then suddenly doubled back and called his cousin in as well, pouring him a cup of tea.

Sitting at the tea table with a smile, he inquired, "What ti did you get ho?"

Fang Shiyu's face turned red and after a long hesitation, he muttered, "Around 7, I guess."

"Did you enjoy last night?" Lu Liang asked with a smile.

Fang Shiyu's face grew even redder, which was quite noticeable even on his dark skin.

Seemingly recalling the previous night, his first ti felt shaful because it was over too quickly—thankfully, the girl had been comforting.

But the second ti, ah...

It was his first encounter with such gracefulness, and he felt his life was suddenly worthwhile.

Lu Liang couldn't help but snicker; even without speaking, his cousin's expressions said it all.

He took a sip of his tea and softly spoke, "It's fine to have fun, but don't take it seriously; those girls aren't the good sort."

Fang Shiyu looked stunned and flushed as he stamred out a few words, "Wenqi, she wouldn't..."

"Are you sure that's her real na?"

Lu Liang smiled and patted his shoulder, "Do you have her contact information? If so, try calling her now."

Fang Shiyu took out his phone, dialed the number, and a voice prompt indicated it was switched off. He blankly mused, "Why is it like this?"

In a quiet voice, Lu Liang said, "In the future, if you want to date, find a serious girl—ones found online are unreliable; mostly scamrs."

Fang Shiyu looked dazed and mute for a long while before saying in his hotown dialect, "Brother, thank you."

"No need for thanks between brothers for a lifeti; everybody's young once, don't take won too seriously."

"As long as a man has money, he needn't worry about finding won. Focus on your work, and co year's end, I'll give you a bonus to renovate your house back ho."

"Give your uncle and aunt sothing to be proud of."

Lu Liang's face bead with a smile, his arm draped over his cousin's shoulder.

He didn't know how much his cousin had been scamd out of through online romance, but it must have been a fair amount.

But what was done was done, consider it tuition fees.

With him as an older brother, his cousin had nothing to worry about.