After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 73: The Best Wingman

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"What are you taking leave for?"

"To recover from an illness."

"I'm not approving it."

"Why?" Su Wanyu was indignant.

Lu Liang replied impatiently, "You teach with your mouth and hands, and maybe use a little bit of your brain. What does that have to do with your injured foot?"

"How is it only using a little bit of my brain?"

Su Wanyu frowned, muttering, "But still, it's not really appropriate."

She was Lu Liang's foreign teacher and also considered a semi-employee. Having an office romance was not a good look for the boss.

"If you're thinking so much about my reputation, maybe you could teach at my house?"

Lu Liang couldn't help but smirk, enjoying tousling Su Wanyu's hair, which made her screech in protest.

Perhaps it was the slight natural curl—which at one time earned her the nickname 'Curly'—that made him harbor a bizarre resentment towards long, straight hair.

Hugging her small bag close, Su Wanyu wore a wary expression, "You'd better go to the office, and hands off during work hours."

"We need to set boundaries. At the office, I am Mrs. Su, and you are Boss Lu. Also, don't come to pick me up tomorrow, I can get there on my own."

Su Wanyu's face was stern, extremely serious.

She didn't want to negatively impact Lu Liang, otherwise she would rather not have this part-time job: "I've got only seventeen lessons left, don't place any more orders from me. If you want to learn, I'll teach you for free."

Lu Liang sighed, a worried look on his face, "With our relationship, it hurts me that you're keeping such a clear tally."

"Humph, just endure the pain then."

Su Wanyu turned up her nose; she wasn't going to be fooled again.

But Lu Liang didn't respond for a while, and she felt a bit panicky, adding, "Mainly because I'm preparing for my graduate studies next month and I won't have much time."

Lu Liang chuckled, ruffling Su Wanyu's hair, "That makes me feel much better."

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"Jerk, you've tricked me again, I'm going to destroy you."

Su Wanyu bared her teeth and clawed the air, while Lu Liang held her back by pressing on her forehead, "You think your puny arms and legs can take me on?"

Amid the laughter and noise, they were about to reach Yongfeng Building.

Suddenly, Su Wanyu said, "Drop me off at the intersection."

Her tone was firm. Lu Liang didn't insist further and dropped her off, then drove to the parking lot of the building.

He didn't go to the office, but instead called Old Meng, learned he was at the office, and went straight to the 17th floor.

The office was located in a building provided by Meng Changkun. Since they planned to move, it was both polite and reasonable to inform him.

Old Meng was generous in his response, showing no dissatisfaction, as if he had anticipated this.

The 15th and 16th floors housed small companies worth a few hundred thousand. Tianxing Capital's registered capital had reached 50 million.

Yongfeng Building was too small, it couldn't house this great Buddha. Moving was inevitable and actually a good thing.

Meng Changkun ruefully said, "I just won't be able to come over for tea as often."

"We're still in Puxin District, it's just a few steps away."

"True, let me know when you move, and I'll send over a set of fine tea utensils."

"Thank you in advance, Mr. Kun."

Lu Liang smiled, bidding farewell to Old Meng, and went back to the office. He saw Su Wanyu and Chen Jinchun chatting.

Being of similar age, it was Chen Jinchun who had recruited Su Wanyu online, and the two had a good relationship.

It seemed they were discussing why the injury occurred.

Unlike last night, Su Wanyu didn't blame a certain jerk, merely saying she had twisted it by accident.

"When the time comes, I'll talk to Boss Lu on your behalf; you should be able to continue with the tutoring."

Chen Jinchun knew that Su Wanyu was renting an apartment to prepare for her postgraduate entrance exams and was therefore tight on money; she really needed this part-time job.

It was mainly thanks to Tang Caide, who had gotten off to a good start; when Chen Jinchun had first joined, Tang had helped her a lot.

So now, she was also willing to help others as much as she could.

When Su Wanyu saw Lu Liang approaching, she quickly stood up with the help of her crutches and reminded Chen Jinchun, "Mr. Lu."

Lu Liang nodded slightly and looked at her, "What happened to your foot?"

"I twisted it by accident," Su Wanyu turned her head away, afraid that Chen Jinchun would notice something amiss.

Lu Liang hummed and looked toward Chen Jinchun, "How is the company's new address arrangement coming along?"

"This is the lease document; Mr. Tang asked me to hand it over to you," Chen Jinchun picked up the document on the table.

The property rent remained at 28 yuan per square meter per month, but the rent had been reduced to 866,400 yuan, a 20% discount.

Altogether, it came to 972,800 yuan per month, with a contract signed for three years at a time, a deposit for three months, and six months' rent paid upfront, totaling 8,755,200 yuan.

Just then, Tang Caide came back from outside, and Lu Liang waved her over, "Mr. Tang, come in with me for a moment."

The ten million from last time was probably running out; he planned to have Tang Caide make a trip to the bank and the industrial and commercial bureau to add another 24 million.

This would increase the registered capital to 40 million, and he estimated that there would be no need for further investment in the short term.

The company had only expenditures, no profits; only Lu Liang still had some family assets. If it were anyone else, they'd have been bankrupt by now.

"Mr. Lu, when did you become so easy to talk to?" Chen Jinchun felt odd and couldn't help muttering.

"Is he difficult to talk to?" Su Wanyu was curious about what kind of image Lu Liang had in the employees' hearts.

"It depends on the time, though; he is quite generous, but he basically has no sense of time."

Chen Jinchun couldn't help but complain; there were several times he had called her at midnight to have her check information that was needed the next day.

"I don't have three heads and six arms; I could only stay up late and work hard. I had to go to work the next day, but he didn't mind if I dozed off."

"I still remember once, when Tang was on a business trip and it was just me and Mr. Lu at the company. When we were leaving work, he wanted to drive me home, but I refused."

"What happened next?" Su Wanyu eagerly asked.

That was what she wanted to know the most—whether Lu Liang was special to her or the same to everyone.

Chen Jinchun resentfully said, "Later, he saw me waiting for the bus on the road and just nodded at me and left."

"That's pretty good," Su Wanyu felt elated hearing Chen Jinchun's evaluation.

Lu Liang's image became more defined: he was stern and decisive at work, not sweating the small stuff. Most importantly, he only became a jerk around her, which sweetened her heart.

"Good is good..." Chen Jinchun hesitated.

After all, she was also attractive and had not lacked admirers during her school days. Lu Liang's behavior gave her a sense of frustration.

"Miss Su, Mr. Lu is calling you in."

Tang Caide came out of the office, summoned Chen Jinchun and another finance staff member, and planned to make a trip to the industrial and commercial bureau and the bank.

After Su Wanyu entered the office, she first opened the venetian blinds, then began preparing her teaching tools.

She glared fiercely at Lu Liang, seeming to warn him that all his employees were outside and not to do anything inappropriate.

Lu Liang smiled without misbehaving, only changing today's teaching material from the Wall Street Journal to the Tokyo Daily.

The Tokyo Daily had both Japanese and English versions published almost simultaneously, so there was no delay.

While studying English, Lu Liang could also better understand the current economic situation in Japan.

With the consumption tax increase, people would definitely be unhappy, as the amount they had to spend was tangible.

Taking the current 5% consumption tax as an example, a pack of cigarettes cost 100 yen; the buyer would have to pay 105 yen. If it rose to 10%, they would have to pay 110 yen.

Unlike domestically where the tax was included in the product's sale price, invisible and intangible, only making people lament how quickly money was spent.

In the past eighteen years, there had been many proposals to increase the consumption tax by the cabinet; whether it could be implemented depended on the resistance from the people and the economic situation in Japan.