After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
Chapter 409 - 406: The Tempting Liangzi

Although visiting General Motors, Mr. Lu didn't poach any talent since Flannery was with him the whole time.

The two conversed while they toured, enlightening him that the pursuit of electric vehicles was an unspoken consensus in East America.

The USA had deep involvement in the Middle East, where Oke was merely a junior player controlling the pricing of International Crude Oil.

Pursuing electric vehicles seemed contradictory, but it did not conflict.

In the belief that fish and bear's paw cannot be had at the same time, it only proves insufficient strength; truly powerful nations want both.

They mobilized national efforts to promote new energy vehicles and allowed Tesla to build a wholly-owned factory to aid their development of third-generation technology; how could they possibly obstruct it?

One executed a transparent strategy, the other followed the natural flow.

In the political games among nations, nobody believes they will fail until the very last moment.

Not gambling is impossible because there is only so much cake; everyone wants a bigger slice.

Moreover, with Neon keenly eyeing hydrogen energy and harboring wild ambitions, it seemed crucial to work together to squash them.

At nightfall, Mr. Lu bid farewell to Flannery and set off for the airport, leaving Renjun there to wait for further instructions.

Tomorrow would be the Panda IPO roadshow; he needed to make an appearance in New York to support the event and have a good talk with Little Wang.

Informing Ye Zhipei back home, Mr. Lu had just arrived at the airport when his flight was scheduled, and he could board directly onto the runway.

From entering the airport to takeoff, in less than half an hour, he marveled at the freedom and openness of this capitalistic nation.

Once the plane reached the stratosphere, where the airflow was relatively stable, Lin Yan approached with a smile and softly asked, "Mr. Lu, we expect to arrive in New York in fifty-two minutes, what would you like to drink?"

"A cup of warm water is fine."

Mr. Lu picked up the satellite phone and informed Sun Yutao of his imminent arrival, learning from him that New York had been bustling these past few days with celebrities from the cultural and business sectors congregating.

This was more significant than when Mr. Lu and Little Wang first arrived in New York three months ago, with supposedly over 50 billion US Dollars prepared for the roadshow.

The subscription lock-up funds were at least a hundred times greater; their 4.5 billion US Dollars were likely to face the same dilemma as in Modu.

The more funds people subscribed, the lower the chances of success in the lottery, meaning fewer chips in hand.

"It's something that can't be helped, let's talk in detail after landing."

Mr. Lu remembered his description of Little Wang; the guy did have some unusual luck.

After the roadshow, they could apply for listing within 21 days, and with the current interest, institutions like Interactive Brokers and De Mei likely hoped for an early listing.

With unprecedented interest, it would be an insult to the current market conditions not to double in value.

"Thank you." Mr. Lu took the cup of water handed by Lin Yan, sipped it, and instantly furrowed his brow.

Observing closely, Lin Yan quietly asked, "Mr. Lu, is your stomach bothering you?"

"A bit, but some water will help."

His last physical examination had shown a recurrence of his chronic gastritis, for which the doctor prescribed some stomach medicine.

Having recovered a bit, he had lately grown lazy about taking the medicine. Recently, due to irregular meals and a preference for cold drinks during his travels, his stomach pain had flared up slightly.

"If it's gastritis, I have some spare medicine."

Hearing this, Lin Yan hurried to the storage, pulled out a blister pack of unopened pills from a small personal bag.

"Thank you."

Seeing the familiar medicine, the kind he often took, Mr. Lu didn't bother with formalities and swallowed two pills with the warm water, beginning a casual conversation with Lin Yan.

Born in '87, two years younger than Mr. Lu, she had joined Eastern Airline after graduation, becoming a deputy flight attendant leader in seven years and was temporarily assigned as the flight attendant leader here.

"Temporary?" Mr. Lu asked, puzzled.

Lin Yan explained that Mr. Lu had opted for a fully managed model, rotating the crew and flight attendants.

It was just that their team was assigned for this maiden flight, and next time it would be a different crew.

Mr. Lu nodded slightly, asking no further, while Lin Yan returned to the side of the cabin, waiting for the next instruction.

He closed his eyes and asked, "Is that the case?"

Xu Jiawei was taken aback and then realized, "Yes, Mr. Lu, because we use a full-management model, all the cabin crew are actually leased from Eastern Airline, and they handle the staffing entirely."

Although the leasing model made for frequent personnel changes, it was cheaper and did not require them to be on the payroll unless they were flying.

Lu Liang thought for a moment and said, "Then let's settle with this crew to avoid having to get to know new faces later."

"Understood, Mr. Lu."

Half an hour later, the plane landed at New York Airport.

As Lu Liang was about to step out of the cabin, he suddenly paused and chuckled, "You can drop the 'temporary' from now on."

Lin Yan was slightly dazed. Seeing that Lu Liang had already walked away, she quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, and have a pleasant trip."

Not long after Lu Liang left, Lin Yan received a call from Ye Zhipei. From then on, their entire flight crew was set in stone.

They would hire a few more flight attendants and pilots, and she along with Zheng Junhui were fixed as senior flight attendants and captain, responsible for arranging staff shifts.

Several young flight attendants, upon hearing the news, nudged and winked at each other, teasing with mischievous smiles, "Yan, do you think Mr. Lu likes you?"

"Of course he does, our Mommy Yan is so beautiful, intelligent, and gracious. Any man would fall in love with her," another quipped.

In their hearts, Lin Yan was not just a team leader but a confidante and spiritual mentor, well-liked by everyone, who dared to joke around with her.

Lin Yan's face flushed slightly as she said sternly, "Xiaojie, Ziqing, do you two still want your time off this month?"

At those words, the four women wailed, suddenly turning into affectionate little puppies, acting adorably towards her.

They realized that with Lin Yan as the permanent senior flight attendant for the private plane, she would be in charge of their shift changes.

"Now you know to be afraid, huh? Let's see if you'll continue to act so disrespectfully."

Lin Yan was lost in her thoughts, watching the direction where Lu Liang had disappeared, face growing redder.

Some men, when a girl looks at them a bit longer, already start thinking about children's names. Women are the same.

It all depends on who is seeking her attention, and releasing goodwill, like a man on the street versus Lu Liang.

She wouldn't feel anything towards the former, perhaps even assuming it should be that way, but Lu Liang was different.

Tall, handsome, would pass off as ordinary in the entertainment industry, but in the business world, he was one of the most attractive men.

At thirty-two, at the most charming age for a man, with a net worth of at least twenty billion, though he had a girlfriend, he wasn't married.

That kind of man could tempt any woman.

Even though she knew that it was likely unintended by Lu Liang, she couldn't help but wonder, what if?

Meanwhile, at the airport reception, Lu Liang didn't just see Sun Yutao but also Little Wang. He smiled and said, "How come you're so free to pick me up tonight? Didn't anyone invite you?"

"Certainly, there's Kristin, who also invited me to dinner. But a mere beauty pales in comparison to your importance."

Little Wang boasted proudly, showing off the Hollywood actresses who had invited him to dinner from last night till tonight, like fishes crossing the river.

Always staying close to Lu Liang almost made him think he was an insignificant transparent person.

But it proved that he too was a rising star, his own light undimmed, only shadowed because he stood next to an even more dazzling star.

However, he remembered the lesson from Lu Liang.

Safety came first when abroad, avoiding flippant involvements, and if he couldn't contain himself, he would handle it personally.

Lu Liang was at a loss for words, his gaze towards Little Wang grew complex, showing a fleeting sympathy, then smiled again, "Let's find a place to eat."

The group headed to the Old Te Building in Manhattan.

Under the halo of leadership, their corporation's enterprises had become globally famous hotspot stores.

Panda's roadshow team and Sun Yutao's team, all stayed at the hotel in this building.

After changing his clothes in his room, Lu Liang joined Little Wang, Long Fei, and Sun Yutao. The four of them went to the 70th-floor rooftop restaurant.

Long Fei brought out the list of institutions invited these past two days, totaling 129, with more than a hundred attending.

It wasn't hard to foresee that tomorrow would be a gala of capital, with Panda's IPO bound to break all records for Chinese concept stocks.

Lu Liang browsed the documents. He had been briefed by Sun Yutao, but the details listed by Long Fei were more extensive.

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