"Oh~ Kamon, my friend, long ti no see.”
At night, in the Hai Yue Restaurant in Central, Xiangjiang, Wilson was visibly pleased to see Lu Liang.
Upon hearing the odd translated accent, he showed disdain: “Can’t you speak properly?”
Lu Liang was surprised at Wilson’s level of Chinese and said with a smile: “I’m sure your Chinese teacher is very pleased.”
"One thousand US Dollars per hour, you think money is spent in vain?” Wilson chuckled, opened his arms, and hugged Lu Liang: “Long ti no see, how have you been?”
"I’m doing well, how about you?” Lu Liang asked.
Wilson sighed: “Not so good.”
Lu Liang didn’t respond, and instead turned to Old ng, patting his belly: “Mr. Kun, weren’t you going to work out? How are you getting fatter the more you work out?”
"The fitness coach is a woman, and she’s quite flirtatious, you know , I can’t stand won flaunting themselves in front of , workout after workout, it leads to bed, and after all that, don’t you think I need so supplentation?”
ng Changkun seriously said, successfully amusing everyone.
Unable to hold back his laughter, Lu Liang invited everyone upstairs: “You should all try the dishes here later, they have quite unique characteristics.”
He walked alongside Wilson and said: “These are my friends, you all got to know each other on the way here, right?”
Wilson nodded, with a aningful smile: “I’ve t Mr. Wang a long ti ago, back in New York, when Panda went public, I’ve also heard of Mr. ng, and I heard the three of you jointly run a charging company?”
"I mainly invest the money, I’ve heard it’s going well.” Lu Liang had a glint of satisfaction in his eyes, pleasantly surprised that Kamon was so on point, as he hadn’t yet steered the topic in this direction before Kamon brought it up.
"According to the Didala research report, the stock of Eastern Continent New Energy electric vehicles is expected to exceed 12 million units this year, with the stock in Europe and Arica also surpassing 5 million units.”
Wilson narrated slowly and suddenly sighed: “Was launching the Eco Girl your idea, or Flannery’s?”
The rapid growth in the Europe and Arica market for electric vehicles is mainly due to the sudden ergence of the Swedish Eco Girl, Sangberg, in the past two years.
Born in 2003, diagnosed with Asperger syndro, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and selective mutism at age 11, she participated in nurous school strike campaigns related to climate issues between ages 11 and 15.
Last August, she walked alone to the front of the Swedish Parliant building, raising a sign that read “School Strike for Climate,” and the scene was “just” captured by many dia present, photographing her “lonely protest” in front of the building.
Girl, eco, weak, rebel, in the eyes of so Europe and Arica dia, Sangberg is not just a simple school striker, but a “politically correct” “traffic cipher” for dia attention using “environntalism.”
Praised by the dia, she almost instantly beca famous across Europe and Arica, becoming a new-age idol chased by teenagers.
The sa year in December, she attended the United Nations Climate Change Conference and gave a speech, and in March this year, she attended the United Nations Climate Action Summit in New York, once again accusing politicians of inaction on climate and environntal issues in front of world leaders.
Because of her, many traditional energy-dependent power plants in Europe were shut down, and because of her, democratic countries like the UK, France, Germany, and the US were pressured to shift to green energy and reduce carbon emissions. Furthermore, traditional car manufacturers in Europe and Arica were forced to limit oil vehicle production.
The Tsar of that country once criticized the economic interest groups behind Sangberg, who, when energy is ample, waved the “environntalism” flag, implented “climate hegemony” through the “prodigy’s” words, only to talk about ideology but really for business.
"Isn’t she just a little girl, does she have such terrifying influence?”
Little Wang was puzzled, but speaking revealed his ignorance, and Wilson chuckled, “Mr. Wang, you don’t understand the importance of public opinion.”
"What do you say, Lu!” He turned to Lu Liang.
Lu Liang took a sip of tea, smiled lightly: “So do it for fa, others for profit, it’s not about who thought of it.”
Political correctness may not work dostically, but in Europe, especially in a place full of “moralists” in Europe, it is considered a top-tier weapon.
Even though the upper echelons of these countries know this is the handiwork of certain economic interest groups, they have no choice but to face thousands of young protestors outside the parliant daily, they can’t fight them or drive them away, with each country’s dia holding caras, always hoping for a riot to happen.
It’s just a job, no need to risk your life.
If sothing goes wrong, you might even end up in jail, and just at that ti, so people received political donations, so they compromised.
Wilson’s eyes glead with laughter: “Well said!”
ng Changkun glanced at Lu Liang, received a signal, and then said: “Mr. Wilson, it can be predicted that the European and Arican electric vehicle market will definitely experience explosive growth in the next few years, where there is a market, there will be demand.”
Wilson contemplated and asked: “I heard your company is preparing for Series A financing, do you still lack developnt funds?”
"Redwood, Goldman Sachs, Tencent are all actively contacting us, hoping to lead this round and secure cheap shares.”
ng Changkun looked conflicted, glanced at Lu Liang again, as if suddenly resolving a decision: “If JPMorgan Chase is interested, out of respect for Mr. Lu, I can persuade them to yield a 5% financing share.”
Wilson squinted at Lu Liang: “Lu, your influence is really profound.”
Lu Liang bead with a smile and also looked at Wilson: “It’s all friends being kind, willing to give this respect.”
Wilson laughed, shook his head, pondered for a mont, then said: “If that’s the case, then thank you, Mr. ng. JPMorgan Chase is willing to lead this round, I will have the relevant person contact you.”
A company valued at less than 2 billion US Dollars, financing 5% equity, is just a few tens of millions of US Dollars of investnt, not worth his personal managent.
ng Changkun restrained his excitent and controlled his enthusiasm, raised his glass: “On behalf of Kunpeng Quick Charge, I welco Mr. Wilson’s joining.”
After several rounds of drinks and als with various flavors, when n are together, if they’re not discussing business, they can only talk about love poetry and prose.
Seeing Lu Liang stand up, seemingly not planning to participate in the second half, Wilson frowned and asked, “Lu, are you leaving?”
"There’s so company issues that need my attention, I’ll let them accompany you, wish you have fun.”
Lu Liang disregarded the attempts to keep him and insisted on leaving.
Helping Kunpeng with financing was just a side task, he actually wanted to observe Wilson’s reaction.
However, it was slightly different from what he expected; Wilson’s attitude didn’t seem so urgent.
So, Lu Liang decided to leave him hanging for a few more days.
"Mr. Lu has matters to attend to, let’s enjoy ourselves.”
A glint appeared in ng Changkun’s eyes, borrowing from his slight intoxication, he embraced Wilson’s shoulder and said conspiratorially, “Kamon, trust , tonight’s arrangents will definitely satisfy you.”
He wasn’t a fool like Little Wang, aware that Lu Liang wouldn’t let them be third wheels over such a trivial matter like financing.
As a mber of the interest group, Lu Liang’s thoughts were his actions, Lu Liang’s demands were his pursuits.
"Enjoy yourself.”
After speaking, Lu Liang left, giving Wilson no chance to hold him back, Little Wang quickly chased after, “I’ll see you off.”
The two walked side by side towards the entrance, Lu Liang glanced sideways, showing disdain, “Find ti to learn from Old ng.”
"Learn what?” Little Wang was confused, Lu Liang had no words, too lazy to explain, slipped into the car and waved, “I’m off.”
The night deepened, next to the yacht club was a high-end apartnt.
Xue Jingyang’s cheeks were flushed, lying beside Lu Liang, covered with nothing but a torn pink gauzy shawl.
Recently, the seductive Da Ji costu had beco popular online, she figured Lu Liang might like it, and indeed, he did.
"Hengtai Dance Troupe has disbanded, I’ve lost my job.” She looked up, misty-eyed, pitifully gazing at Lu Liang.
Perhaps Old Xu had offended too many people, the news of spending 200 million a year on a dance troupe was leaked out, not sure by whom.
For Old Xu nowadays, maintaining a good reputation was the only way to survive.
So when the news ca out, he simultaneously controlled the spread of public opinion and quietly disbanded the troupe.
"Disbanded, then disbanded, just take a break.” Lu Liang chuckled, holding a slender hand, playing with shiny nails, suddenly asked, “Or do you have any ideas?”
Xue Jingyang’s eyes shifted, cautiously said, “I’ve talked with so sisters, planning to open a dance training institution in Shenzhen, so it’s convenient to co to Xiangjiang.”
"Three won make a drama, cooperation tends to cause trouble, if you really have ideas, go solo.”
Lu Liang picked up his phone, found Yang Qisheng’s number and sent it to Xue Jingyang: “Contact Imperial Dream’s Mr. Yang for investnt, say it’s on my behalf, with Imperial Dream investing, the trainees from the institute would have a chance to enter the entertainnt industry.”
He lowered his head, lifted Xue Jingyang’s chin with his hand, smilingly asked, “How’s this deal?”
Suddenly, red lips covered Lu Liang’s lips, only to hear Xue Jingyang murmur indistinctly, “Mr. Lu, you’re too good to .”
She was a dance major, knows that every girl studying art, or families preparing their daughters to study art, hopes they can enter the entertainnt industry in the future
Because of the glamour and quick money.
If her training institute holds the channel for recomndations to Imperial Dream Group, even if a month with ten classes charges 100,000, many would wave money hoping to join.
This deal is enough for her lifeti.
"Peh peh peh~~”
Lu Liang paused, hurriedly pushed Xue Jingyang away, and picked up the mineral water on the bedside to rinse his mouth.
Xiao Xue had no drawbacks, just too dry, prone to dryness, often having to resort to alternative thods.
Xiao Xue looked resentfully, reflexively snapped her mouth, savoring: “The taste’s long gone, okay.”
Just then, Lu Liang’s phone rang, he glanced at the caller, walked to the balcony to answer.
"Lu, still busy?” Wilson asked.
"Almost. Did you have fun?”
"It was alright.”
Wilson pondered and said, “I don’t have much ti, let’s find ti to et tomorrow.”
He particularly emphasized, “Just us two.”
"Sure.” Lu Liang replied.
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