After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 65: Great Potential

"People back home all know about it."

"My parents even came to visit a few days ago, putting on a show like 'Mother Instructing Her Son.' I just sent them back this afternoon."

Liu Mingxuan shared his feelings of melancholy, knowing that one shouldn't mess around with a girl next door, but she resembled his first love.

"First love, you know? Heroes find it hard to overcome the beauty's barrier, but the beauty doesn't necessarily have to be very attractive; it's about touching the heart."

Liu Mingxuan was insistent, while Lu Liang's face grew darker, "You're no hero, just a drama queen, talking all high and mighty."

"You wouldn't understand, I don't blame you."

Liu Mingxuan shook his head and, raising his glass to the moon, declared, "Ah, my youth~ is finally coming to an end."

"Need any help with anything?" Lu Liang, drinking, barely resisted the urge to slap him.

"Stay with me tonight, until I drink myself into oblivion."

Although Liu Mingxuan had a house but no car, his old man was striking gold, planning to buy him a car worth around two hundred thousand.

As for the bride price, in their hometown, symbolism was more important than reality; tens of thousands would be enough, and he still had some savings.

The only regret was probably Lu Liang; having finally seen his friend get rich, he couldn't join him in galloping through life.

"Li, I am most worried about you."

After half a dozen beers, Liu Mingxuan started to get drunk.

Lu Liang couldn't help but laugh, "You're actually a good guy."

"Of course, brotherhood is from the heart."

Liu Mingxuan thumped his chest, and at the peak of emotion, he ran onstage, grabbed the microphone from a girl, and sang Tan Yonglin's "Friends."

Stars drifting by, walking the same path

From strangers to kindred spirits,

Silently treating others with sincerity…

It's you~~

Below the stage, Lu Liang smiled and raised his glass in reply, "Wishing you happiness."

His own marriage wasn't a happy one, but Liu Mingxuan was his friend, and he still believed in the existence of happy marriages.

That night, they drank two dozen until late.

Lu Liang was elated, generously treated the whole place, celebrating his friend's step into the hall of marriage.

…

July 21, Monday.

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The new week, the first trading day.

Unaffected by the past three working days' net outflows of 138 million, Teli A's stock opened strong and hit the ceiling.

Li Wu were busy transferring shares between their left and right hands, creating a huge trading volume and continuing the appearance of a hot market.

They also paid close attention to the market, fearing a sudden move by Lu Liang, as that would really leave them no ground to stand on.

Meanwhile, a luxurious yacht slowly set off from Golden Sand Pier, right below Modu, preparing to sail south to Mingzhou.

Lu Liang didn't want to get involved with Li Wu and, to avoid suspicion, planned to take a few days off to clear himself of the matter.

When Meng Changkun found out, he casually invited Wu Tianzheng, bringing along his company's model team, three men and six women set sail.

"Can you really part with it?"

Meng Changkun lounged on the deck, sunbathing.

In front of him was a tablet computer displaying Teli A's market performance of the day, with a ceiling price of 37.75 Yuan.

He knew Lu Liang still held twenty thousand shares and had heard that Li Jianlin once approached Lu Liang, willing to boost the stock for him.

It was exactly for this reason that Meng Changkun agreed to join the yacht trip; otherwise, he could've just sent Wu Tianzheng to accompany him.

"Some money can be made, and some can't."

Lu Liang wore sunglasses, lying on the deck with two tall and sexy bikini-clad women helping him apply sunscreen.

An inevitable physiological reaction occurred, and he quietly pitched a little tent, causing the two tall beauties to cover their mouths and giggle.

Meng Changkun had helped him a lot, but their cooperation mattered more than feelings; Lu Liang wouldn't change his mind just because of his words.

He had access to future information; there was no need to break the law for such a small profit, risking loss far greater than the gain.

Meng Changkun stopped short, seeing that Lu Liang had his principles, and he didn't press further, "Let's go, soak in the sea for a bit."

He suddenly picked up a beauty next to him and slid into the ocean with joyful laughter, using the yacht's inflatable slide.

Seeing this, Lu Liang's mouth curled into a smile.

Meng Changkun might be willing to help him, but he always looked to gain more control.

If nothing unexpected happened, he probably wouldn't have such thoughts after this.

Lu Liang turned his head to look at the butterfly knot on the beauty's back and suddenly yanked it open, and the white rabbits instantly popped out.

The beauty was both ashamed and furious, pouting angrily.

The deck immediately burst into cheerful laughter and a harmonious atmosphere.

Over the next several days, Teli A repeatedly made it to the Dragon and Tiger List, it was either hitting the price limit or on its way there.

Intraday trading saw multiple instances of Sky Floor and Ground Sky, embodying an unpredictable and enigmatic spirit.

The stock price soared, breaking historical highs repeatedly and attracting a massive influx of individual investors eager to buy in.

After several days of sharp increases, the Securities and Futures Commission, as usual, issued a warning to remind investors of the risks.

However, the broader market was in a bearish phase, breaking below 3700 points and increasing public grievances.

"Old Xiao, your mom is calling you home for dinner. Stop jumping around."

"When it was falling no one from your end issued a warning, but now when it rises, here you are."

"I don't believe in your damn warnings!"

Individual investors weren't buying it; the more the Securities and Futures Commission warned them, the more they wanted to buy.

With speculative stocks showing large fluctuations and high profits, even if they were eventually trapped and buried, they'd prefer to die standing.

In contrast, those blue-chip and index stocks, with daily rises of one to two points and drops of four to five points, were like a blunt knife cutting flesh, agonizing to the point of making life feel pointless after prolonged exposure.

Moreover, there was no need for the Securities and Futures Commission to issue warnings; the investors were well aware that stocks with speculative hype would eventually come to an end.

Once a speculative stock fell from grace, its price halving and then halving again, it became an all too common occurrence.

But they harbored a sense of relief, wondering why it had to be today, and why it couldn't be tomorrow or the day after.

The financial market was like the game of passing the parcel where everyone believed they wouldn't be the last one left holding it.

In the blink of an eye, the last working day of the week arrived, and Teli A was up to its old tricks again, showing another Sky Floor performance.

This tactic had been played out several times with this stock, always ending with a price surge after a breakthrough.

It was like the story of the boy who cried wolf; once or twice, individual investors might get scared and wash out.

But after frequent occurrences, they no longer saw it as a risk but as an opportunity.

A Sky Floor meant there was nowhere to fall for the day, but any subsequent rise could mean a 20-point profit.

Investors rushed to buy in.

Thirty million... fifty million...

One hundred million... two hundred million...

A tide of capital gushed outwards.

"Taking profit at the floor, you're really something."

After a few days out at sea, Lu Liang returned to the company, keeping an eye on the stock movements the whole time.

48.25 yuan, this should be the peak of this market wave.

Li Wu had been laying out their plan for over a month and now came the day to reap the rewards, they were offloading massive amounts of stock.

It was foreseeable that a relentless string of price limit downs was coming until they recouped their investment and re-established their positions.

Chen Jinchun knocked and entered; she brought a report: "Mr. Lu, this is Mengmengda Media's data for the half month."

Mengmengda Media, Li Manli's workshop, was initially considered by Lu Liang to be an optional investment.

That was until the studio was established and went viral online, amassing over two million fans, with several platforms offering signing fees in the millions.

This included the son of the First Rich who just started Panda TV last month, with a registered capital of merely 10 million yuan, but boldly offered a 6-million-yuan signing fee, ready to secure a live broadcast contract for the next three years.

The signing fees were trivial, but what caught Lu Liang's attention was this industry, along with YouTube's model.

With an estimated value of 80 billion US dollars and an annual profit of 240 million US dollars, there seems to be no such enterprise in China that matched YouTube.

YouTube caters to a global audience, though the current global registered users only amount to 780 million, while domestically, China has a population of 1.4 billion.

And in recent years, with the rollout of 4G signals and budget smartphones.

The number of internet users in China has grown exponentially, exceeding 600 million by June this year.

Now online shopping is replacing offline shopping; might online entertainment one day replace offline entertainment?

Without leaving the house, one could enjoy sceneries from all over the world, much like Lu Liang once analyzed the reasons behind Li Manli's sensational popularity.

She's beautiful, boasts a great figure, loves wearing COS costumes, and even cooking was secondary—the key was her deliberate flaunting of a lavish lifestyle.

For thousands of years, common people's imagination of the elite class stayed at dining with gold chopsticks and farming with golden hoes. Everyone has the same head and two eyes.

It was all about money, without a clear concept, until Li Manli's videos peeled back a corner of that mystery.

The audience, like sponges, greedily absorbed new knowledge, aspiring to that lifestyle.

"A video platform has great potential!"

After delving deeper, Lu Liang arrived at this conclusion, and a vague concept began to form in his mind.