After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 191 - 190: Mother and Daughter Making a Scene

Lu Liang had to admit that for a moment, he had indeed been persuaded by Li Xiang.

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If the performance of the car was set aside, this was undoubtedly a comfortable and good car.

But after all, it was a car, and the most important thing was performance.

However, Li Xiang's concept wasn't bad, either; these configurations initially existed only in luxury cars costing over one million.

Taking last year's SUV sales king, the Honda CRV, as an example, a car priced at two hundred thousand wasn't cheap, but even the LCD screen had to be added for an extra charge.

In contrast, Li Xiang ONE, expected to be priced at 349,800, had refrigerators, colored TVs, panoramic sunroofs, and massage seats all arranged.

So what if the performance was slightly inferior?

After all, driven by an electric motor, it could outpace most fuel cars in the market from the start. As for high-speed driving, as long as it could exceed 150 km/h, that was enough; too fast wasn't necessary.

"My friend~" Hearing Lu Liang's analysis, Li Xiang's eyes brimmed with tears, deeply moved; that was exactly his thought.

Those so-called branded cars had been too comfortable for too long; the birth of new forces was intended to overthrow them.

Even if electric cars were abandoned by the market in the future, the price of family cars would definitely be driven down since they existed.

Just like the current shared bicycles, Mobike's Hu Weiwei was about to be ousted, and ofo's Dai Wei was struggling; but their existence indeed solved the "last-mile" problem.

"Electric cars won't be abandoned."

Lu Liang was silent for a long time before suddenly looking to the south.

During this time, he had been collecting data, and the reasons and consequences of the yen's sharp fall were becoming clearer.

If ordinary people were on the first level, Li Xiang on the third, and him on the fifth, then national strategy was standing in the stratosphere.

Energy security, industrial upgrading, and intending to the Middle East were just three advantages. Once the development of new energy vehicles kicked off, Japanese cars would be the first to suffer.

Taking BYD Qin as an example, costing as low as 0.1 yuan per kilometer, the traditionally fuel-efficient Japanese cars, what could they compete with, especially when including the license plate, exemption from purchase tax, and policy subsidies?

Moreover, Japan's ambitions were vast; they had been quietly laying out hydrogen energy and held many related patents, planning to harvest globally.

As a result, both China and America tacitly struck back with new energy. Hydrogen energy, having technology but no market, would inevitably be abandoned by capital due to eternally distant profitability after decades of research.

The issue to the south should be an opportunity; major countries wouldn't easily engage in hot wars, and Japan would likely be used as cannon fodder. As for the Philippines, they didn't even have the credentials to be cannon fodder.

"What's the thermal efficiency of the range extender?" Lu Liang suddenly asked.

Although range extenders used fuel to generate electricity and then drive, which sounded redundant,

it wasn't absolute because using fuel to generate electricity, despite more intermediate processes, often had higher thermal efficiency, commonly known as energy-saving and fuel-efficient.

"42.2%."

Li Xiang's expression was somewhat unnatural because BYD Qin was a plug-in hybrid while theirs was a range extender hybrid.

Logically, the thermal efficiency of a range extender should be higher than that of a plug-in, but essentially, their technology fell short.

Lu Liang just smiled and said no more.

Li Xiang couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lu, are you seriously considering entering new energy?"

He had discovered that Lu Liang knew much more than average; normal investors wouldn't bother to understand these; they would focus on data, sales volume, and the market, excluding technological issues from their considerations.

Lu Liang chuckled, "Mr. Li, isn't it obvious from my behaviour?"

"Indeed it is very clear. Are you planning to enter the field yourself?"

"Let's wait a bit longer, the market isn't mature yet."

Lu Liang was still researching.

Sedans, off-road vehicles, purely electric, plug-in, extended-range, family cars, luxury cars; he hadn't decided yet.

Anyway, there was still time; he'd let the new forces pave the way while he observed slowly behind them.

Lu Liang believed that he wasn't alone in this thought; at least Lei Jun thought the same.

Li Xiang smiled bitterly, his face showing envy, holding substantial capital, they could enter the market anytime.

Unlike them, who could only rely on financing to progress, whipped forward by capital, serving as pioneers in the new energy industry.

Just like the first Europeans who set foot on American land, good luck could bring wealth, bad luck could mean dying from yellow fever in a strange land.

After a few idle talks, Lu Liang planned to leave, but before leaving, he instructed to send him one of the new cars when they were released.

Li Xiang patted his chest, "It's no big deal."

Lu Liang had stayed in Beijing for two days doing nothing much.

Zhang Tian'ai had also joined the group, and he had been alone in an empty house for several days until finally, the E+ round of financing came through for Xiaomi.

Temasek really had some serious money, they just invested 65 million in Douyin, and then threw 2 billion US dollars into Xiaomi right after.

Xiaomi acquired a one-time financing of 55 billion US dollars and became the third global company after Ali and Facebook to have financing exceeding five billion dollars.

"An 85 times price-to-earnings ratio, and still there are takers," Lu Liang marveled, no wonder netizens called Lei Jun the chosen one.

Xiaomi, established in 2010, had reached a valuation of 55 billion US dollars in just six years, and was preparing to go public in Hong Kong.

Apart from marveling, there was only marveling.

"Mr. Lu, you are no inferior," Zhu Hu said with a curious expression, he didn't know how Lu Liang dared to admire someone else.

Lei Jun was a genius and had caught the perfect timing, successively experiencing key moments in reform and opening, the internet, and mobile communications.

In comparison, Lu Liang's journey was even more unbelievable; just over a year ago he was still unknown, and suddenly his career skyrocketed.

Lu Liang smiled and said nothing; he had finished his business in Beijing and could just catch the housewarming celebration back home.

Then he would make a trip to Ningde to talk with Old Zeng about financing and the subsequent IPO.

On the 23rd, the eighth day of the first lunar month, it was suitable for moving house and housewarming.

Lu Liang, together with his cousin and Wen Chao, took a flight from Beijing back to his hometown.

From afar, they smelled the strong scent of gunpowder and saw the ground covered in red firecracker paper.

The exquisite and gorgeous three-and-a-half-story western-style house stood out strikingly among the rural villas.

The chefs in charge of the banquet had set up tents at the entrance, with the head chef vigorously wielding his spatula.

"Brother, your house is really beautiful."

Fang Shiyu didn't envy Lu Liang for his frequenting upscale places or for having many beautiful girlfriends.

He only envied that Lu Liang could build a new house in their hometown and that it was so beautiful, making their elders proud to live there.

Lu Liang smiled and said, "Yu, if you want, your family can start building next year too."

"That won't be so soon; I'll need to work at least another two years," Fang Shiyu responded naively, giving serious thought to the matter.

His monthly salary had risen to 25,000; with the year-end bonus, it should exceed 400,000, and another two years of work should do it.

Lu Liang laughed and patted his shoulder, "Come on, let's go inside and take a look; it's been many years since I've been to a banquet."

They came by plane and had only driven an Audi A8, so the family likely didn't know he was back yet.

As soon as they entered, they heard loud scolding coming from inside. Lu Liang frowned deeply when he saw his former mother-in-law.

"Oh, Lu Liang is such a heartless man; gets rich and then abandons his wife," she sobbed sitting on the ground.

Lin Wenjing stood beside her with her head lowered, silent; last month, unable to stay in Modu any longer, she had reluctantly returned home.

Only to hear upon her return that Lu Liang had struck it rich, driving a luxury car worth millions and spending millions to build a new house, even donating two million to build a sports center for the village, quickly becoming the renowned gentleman in the area.

Rumors were, he had won several hundred million from the lottery.

The more Lin Wenjing thought about it, the angrier she got, feeling she also deserved a share, so she came with her mother on this day to settle scores.

Lu Liang darkened his face and sternly rebuked, "Aunt Lin, don't make a scene here. Lin Wenjing knows very well what she has done; do I really need to spell it out for you?"

After all, they were once relatives, and she didn't want to make things too embarrassing, especially since today was the big joyous day of moving into the new house.

"Look, my daughter is such a sensible and well-mannered child, what wrong could she possibly do? It's all because Lu Liang that bastard forced…"

The woman was in tears and trying to gain sympathy from the neighbors and villagers around, but before she could finish, her left cheek took a slap.

A crisp sound.

The mother and daughter were dumbfounded; the onlooking villagers were stunned as well. They had always heard that Lu Ya, Lu Tiechui's eldest daughter, was formidable.

It turned out the rumors were true; indeed, she was formidable, harsh in action but not in speech, she delivered a slap that stunned everyone.

Lu Ya, holding back her anger, tried her best to speak in...