"Angry?"
Wilson quickly caught up, and Lu Liang stepped back half a step without expression: "National policies aren’t decided that easily."
He suddenly rembered, this fellow seed to be double-sided, but he didn’t know if he was the one stirring things up or being stirred.
Moreover, several tis, Wilson’s gaze towards him was quite unnerving, making Lu Liang feel the need to keep his distance from him.
"There are indeed many aspects to consider," Wilson passed by with a cold face.
Lu Liang’s cautiousness made him unhappy, and he was going to find a male companion for the night to vent.
Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned to Sun Yuchen, who was talking with soone: "Are you staying here or coming with ?"
He’s scheduled to go to DC Studio later, and then tomorrow to Detroit to et with Flannery, planning to stay for a few days and head back once the business is done.
"Mr. Lu, I’d like to stay in New York for a few more days."
Sun Yuchen knew that many people on the field were watching them, trying to maintain a dignified attitude.
Lu Liang had already brought him into Wall Street, and he wanted to see if he could persuade a few more wealthy fools.
After all, the banner of Lu Liang was even more effective than he imagined; in recent conversations, almost every third sentence ntioned Lu Liang.
The first rule of hunting is the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; others focusing on Lu Liang might present an opportunity for him.
"Suit yourself." Lu Liang smiled with satisfaction.
He didn’t mind Sun Yuchen’s maneuvers; that’s the nature of the market—soone profits, others lose.
Sun Yuchen did well in treating everyone equally, avoiding licking foreigners and carrying on with his sches.
The difference between people often lies in knowledge disparity, just like Wilson ntioned; the key to winning in financial markets is information asymtry.
Even Einstein would need to pay tuition if he entered the stock market with outdated information compared to others.
Leaving the hotel, Lu Liang arrived at DC Studio on Fifth Avenue in Queens and t Gunn.
Gunn guided Lu Liang around the studio, introducing industrial light and shadow technology while discussing upcoming projects.
They decided to test the waters with filming "Joker," a story about how the Joker was driven mad by society.
To add a sense of fate to the plot, they created a new setting where Batman and Joker are actually half-brothers.
Lu Liang chuckled: "Gunn, just go ahead and film; I’m just stopping by, leaving tomorrow."
Suddenly, a jade hand wrapped around Lu Liang’s arm, and Emma popped out of a corner: "Why not stay a few more days?"
"In a few days, we’ll be celebrating the New Year; I have a pile of matters waiting for in the country."
Lu Liang laughed, raising his hand to wrap around Emma’s neck, her 157cm height making for a good hand rest.
"Is Eastern Continent’s Spring Festival fun?" Emma asked, having watched videos on YouTube showing fireworks and firecrackers everywhere.
Red lanterns hung at every door, lively temple fairs, and plenty of delicious street food.
"It depends on where you go, maybe a bit more lively in Yuedong."
Lu Liang wasn’t sure either; two years ago he went ho but stayed only a few days, and last year he was in Tokyo.
During the coldest days back ho, it could reach below freezing, and colder places had fewer activities.
"What if I want to co to East Country and play for a few days?" Emma observed Lu Liang’s reaction stealthily.
"If you want to co, just co; I’ll show you around if I’m free," Lu Liang smiled warmly, inviting her.
He had grown accustod to chatting with girls, agreeing first and then dealing with whether it could be arranged later.
Emma suddenly looked forlorn: "But I’m joining a production at the end of January; the Joker Girl web series has already been greenlit."
"There will be opportunities in the future."
The conversation with Emma lasted all night.
The next day, Lu Liang headed to Detroit.
First, he took a tour of the factory and found these foreigners really know how to drag their feet; unintentionally, the dostic production base was almost completed while this side’s factory structure was just established.
Zhuang Wei, head of the delegation, learned of Lu Liang’s intent and looked guilty: "Mr. Lu, we have let you down."
Despite Lu Liang’s heavy investnt and building a factory overseas, they still needed to spend money on a team to help tune the chassis.
"Ro wasn’t built in a day, technology can’t be learned in one or two years," Lu Liang looked at it optimistically.
Seed the hope, and soday it will grow into a towering tree; he’s patient and able to wait.
In the afternoon, Lu Liang t with Flannery.
This fat man, familiar as he might be, wasn’t lenient, opening with a demand for 50 million US Dollars.
"Mr. Flannery, why wouldn’t I invite BMW’s chassis tuning team if it’s 50 million US Dollars?"
In terms of handling, German cars crush Arican cars.
Lu Liang sought General Motors’ technical team only because of so connections, not out of necessity.
BMW, Volkswagen, rcedes all have related services; the technology is theirs, Lu Liang as a partner only has usage rights.
"Mr. Lu, the BMW team is even more expensive, 50 million is already very reasonable, you’re not soone who lacks this amount,"
Flannery smiled knowingly, aware Lu Liang had scored a big one at Goldman Sachs and made plenty by shorting afterward.
It’s no exaggeration to say Lu Liang’s trading team made a profit in months that rivaled General Motors’ half-year earnings.
"Very much lacking, you don’t know; we only just financed 1.8 billion US Dollars recently, and most was gone as soon as it arrived."
Lu Liang decisively pleaded poverty, technical R&D demands high costs but once mastered, unless market-eliminated, one can rake in money from accolades.
Million US Dollars, more than 300 million RMB, even saving 5 to 10 million would be enough to enjoy with several female celebrities.
Can’t be treated like a sucker just because I have money, makes no sense, and would be ridiculed if spread.
Flannery pondered: "Mr. Lu, your company isn’t just developing one vehicle, right?"
He paused and continued: "Tuning the chassis for two models, just 60 million US Dollars, and we can fine-tune to your satisfaction."
Lu Liang frowned, saying: "You should know I’m closely connected with Mr. Zheng from Hyundai Group, right?"
"If Hyundai Group’s technology could et your expectations, you probably wouldn’t be making a special trip."
Flannery smiled confidently; he trusted Cadillac’s chassis technology team.
For most of the last century, Cadillac was indisputably the world’s top brand.
At that ti, even Rolls-Royce and Bentley had to step aside for Cadillac.
Lu Liang thought long and hard: "50 million for two models, I want Laut Burn to personally lead."
Laut Burn is the CTO of General Motors and also the technical director of Cadillac’s division.
The mastermind behind Cadillac CT5 and XT5, two globally popular mid-to-high-end luxury cars.
However, since these two cars debuted, Cadillac has been treading water; otherwise, one of BBA might have been replaced.
In terms of foundation, Cadillac at least ranks a level above BBA, but owing to not striving forward, it has no impressive achievents to show.
"Mr. Lu, let’s hope for a pleasant collaboration," Flannery eagerly agreed, fearing Lu Liang might back out.
Had Lu Liang intended for gasoline vehicle developnt, he wouldn’t have agreed; yet the so-called new energy vehicles were no concern, rely trash.
No matter how good the chassis tuning is, it can’t change the fact that electric cars are weak; if not for Eastern Continent Market dominance, Tesla’s status wouldn’t be so elevated.
Although he disliked Old Te, he admitted the saying was spot on—n should drive gasoline cars.
"Pleasant collaboration." Lu Liang’s expression wasn’t friendly; clearly, he negotiated a lower price, and 50 million wasn’t the bottom, leaving room to discuss.
He could only comfort himself ntally having secured Laut Burn, this legendary chief technical officer.
As long as CT5’s handling reaches 90%, the new car can absolutely crush dostic new energy vehicles including Tesla.
"Mr. Lu, electric cars really don’t cut it," Flannery openly stated his stance on electric cars.
"Perhaps," Lu Liang chuckled.
He never thought of electric cars as trash.
Cars are tools, the quality depends on the manufacturer.
However, too many lousy manufacturers mistakenly believe attaching four wheels to a smartphone and adding a fridge, TV, and sofa could sell, leading to the perception that all electric cars are trash.
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