After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 78: Interests Are About Distribution [Subscribe Requested]

Lu Liang smiled amiably, nodded to everyone, and gestured for Tang Caide to come over. They entered the office one after the other.

While reviewing documents requiring his signature, he stroked the stubble he had just gotten the night before and asked with a smile, "Tang, don't you think I've become even more handsome today?"

"Indeed, you've become more handsome," Tang Caide nodded.

If it had been before, she would have just laughed it off.

But today was different. Lu Liang was the company president, and his fame had soared, bringing acclaim to the company internationally along with many tangible benefits.

For instance, she had planned to go to the Administration of Industry and Commerce to fetch some documents at noon, but the director personally delivered them and expressed concern about whether they were encountering any difficulties at work.

Another example was the upcoming move to the New International Building; the property management president, Yang Weifeng, personally called to ask if there was anything they needed help with, even if it was just a word.

Just over the course of a morning, all the formerly difficult administrative departments and people had become much easier to talk to, giving her the feeling of being in a utopian society.

Lu Liang chuckled and went back to signing the documents.

He didn't specifically tell Tang Caide what favors could be accepted and what couldn't be.

Because she saw things clearly and had plenty of experience, there was no need to remind her, as she would have spoken sarcastically anyway.

"Ofo's daily active users have reached seventy thousand?" Lu Liang expressed his surprise. As of the end of last month, the 31st, ofo had an average of seventy thousand daily active users over seven days.

"We're going to lose the bet," Tang Caide replied.

The terms of the bet were set for 60 and 90 days; only 41 days had passed, leaving 19 days to meet the remaining requirement of ten thousand daily active users, which even ofo's management could achieve even if they were as incompetent as pigs.

"If we lose, we lose, we're making money on the equity appreciation anyway."

Securing control of ofo would be ideal, but not obtaining it didn't particularly bother Lu Liang.

Because Dai Wei, in order to compete with Hu Weiwei, had been unscrupulously expanding the market.

Currently, ofo had a stock of 13,500 bicycles, owed suppliers about 4.8 million in unpaid bills, and had a debt ratio of nearly 80%.

If they continued to grow unchecked, Lu Liang would definitely not be able to cover the losses, but he didn't want to.

He planned to cash out at an appropriate price, transfer all of his shares, and let someone capable take over.

Surprise flashed in Tang Caide's eyes as she swallowed the words she was about to say: "Mr. Dai proposes to carry out Series A financing in the middle of next month."

She initially wanted to say that ofo's business model was extremely unhealthy, and advised against continuing with ofo.

Because the ultimate goal of risk investment is to push a company to go public for maximum benefit.

However, she realized that ofo was unlikely to reach an IPO stage.

Fortunately, Lu Liang did not need her reminder, as he had already thought of making money from equity appreciation, so she naturally chose to remain silent.

"Either way is fine; let them decide on their own. When the time comes, I'll just go and take a look."

For most of the afternoon,

The two spent their time in a question-and-answer format.

As the evening approached, Lu Liang had essentially finished all official business.

As it was getting dark, just as he was planning to invite Tang Caide and Chen Jinchun out for a casual meal, he suddenly received a call from Wang Xiaocong.

Tonight at eight o'clock was Li Xiaomeng's debut with Panda. Little Wang asked if he was interested in coming to watch and chat.

Watching was just a pretext; probably the real intention was to have a chat.

After some thought, Lu Liang agreed and then turned to say, "You go eat on your own; I have another matter and need to leave first."

Leaving the company, he drove to Baoshan District, having been there once before and still having an impression of it.

Wang Xiaocong had been waiting at the company's entrance early on. Seeing Lu Liang's car, he showed a beaming smile.

"Have you had dinner? If not, let's go eat first before heading over," he suggested.

"Sure, hop in and you can guide the way."

Lu Liang nodded and also saw Li Manli, who was surrounded by a group of people, entering the makeup room to get ready for her debut performance tonight.

She was dressed in her signature outfit, a black-and-white Lolita-style maid dress, which was her most famous and a favorite among fans, looking even more attractive under the halo of her celebrity.

They exchanged glances from a distance, simply smiled and nodded to each other without revealing their true relationship.

Lu Liang had talked to her about the importance of her image; if the fans knew she wasn't a wealthy girl, she would likely lose a large number of them.

Their relationship was best kept hidden.

Manli was deeply moved then, not expecting Lu Liang to be so considerate of her, wishing she could devote herself to him, promising again and again.

Unbeknownst to her, Lu Liang didn't care about the meager profits she brought. He just didn't want her to interfere with his romantic opportunities.

Guided by Wang Xiaocong, the two headed to a nearby restaurant.

Since they had other things to attend to later, they didn't drink any alcohol. They casually ordered a few dishes just to fill their stomachs, agreeing to meet again late into the night.

During the meal, Wang Xiaocong expressed his admiration for Lu Liang more than once, saying that he had always looked up to financial tycoons since he was young.

Alas, lacking talent himself, he had dabbled in the market before but had essentially lost as much as he invested, leading him to completely abandon the idea.

Lu Liang chuckled, understanding Wang Xiaocong's intention, "Xiaocong, we are friends and partners. If there's an opportunity to make money, I definitely won't forget about you."

He was well aware that it's difficult to succeed alone and understood today's society is all about sharing interests.

Only by having plenty of friends and few enemies could he reach success without worries behind.

Old Wang was the nation's wealthiest, with a main business in the deeply complex real estate sector—his network was exactly what Lu Liang needed.

Though Little Wang was quite rebellious, the Wang family only had this one heir; who else could the network go to, if not him?

Hearing this, Wang Xiaocong was overjoyed and said with a laugh, "Liang, I'll take you to a great place tonight, don't refuse."

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"Do I look like someone who would refuse?"

They exchanged glances and burst into hearty laughter.

After the meal, back at Panda Interactive Entertainment, Li Xiaomeng's live broadcast had already started, with a real online viewer count of over fifty thousand.

Panda had signed her for 6 million, not a loss after three years.

Wang Xiaocong also logged into his own account, splurging gifts worth millions, turning her live broadcast room into the focus of the entire network.

He chatted and joked with Lu Liang, revealing the unspoken rules of the live streaming industry, "Every host has a 'plant' or several 'plants'. Only with 'plants' gifting, will other viewers follow suit and gift as well."

Wang Xiaocong was frank, often gifting various hosts himself. Once the amount exceeded a million, he would have it all returned, whereas the tens or hundreds of thousands were his own contributions.

"So, the money from the wealthy is fully returned, while the common folk's money is split thirty seventy?" Lu Liang teased with a smile.

"That's putting it too crudely, don't be so blunt," Wang Xiaocong said with a laugh, neither confirming nor denying.

From backstage, Lu Liang could see the live broadcast earnings; half an hour into broadcasting, the gift revenue was over five million.

Out of that, 3.5 million was from Wang Xiaocong's gifting, which didn't count, leaving nearly 2 million as actual revenue.

"Live streaming really does make money."

Lu Liang couldn't help but marvel; the money came too easily, while Manli was simply competing with love hearts.

"Liang, do you want to open your own live broadcast room, or join me for a mic link?" Wang Xiaocong suddenly suggested.

He had invited Lu Liang over tonight not just to chat but also to leverage his prestige for publicity.

Panda Interactive Entertainment's user growth was rapid, and they were soon to welcome Series A funding.

As a shareholder, Lu Liang should be announced to the public, to help increase the company's valuation.

After all, he had made tens of millions in US Dollars by shorting yen the previous night, earning him the title of the Eastern Soros.

Once it was announced he had invested in Panda, its value could rise by at least a few hundred million to a billion US Dollars.

"Let's link up then."

Lu Liang nodded, as it was what he should do.

Just as Hu Weiwei said, what use is an investor who can't bring resources to the company?

"Do you know how to play League of Legends (LOL)?"

"No."

"What do you usually play?" Wang Xiaocong was curious, as Lu Liang wasn't old, yet he didn't even play LOL.

"The most recent would probably be Fantasy and CrossFire, but it's been a long time since I've played."

Lu Liang thought for a while; he had played games in the past, but he had sold his Fantasy account when he got married.

"Let's go with Fantasy then, it doesn't require much operation, and we can chat, 'accidentally' letting the news out."

"Sure, you arrange it."