After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
Chapter 414 - 411: Accent, get it?

Little Wang's worries were important, yet not important.

The popularity of Panda was sky-high with its IPO set to be a smashing success. Even if the offer price was raised to $2.5 US Dollars, it would remain the same.

But half a year later, whether they could retain these people or even have some institutions hold long-term was another issue.

He was aware of this, so he constantly talked about expectations and the future, about what Panda would be like in the days to come.

"Why are you here?"

As Little Wang was speaking on stage, Lu Liang was mingling below. Emma pointed to the corner, "I came with my dad."

Following her gaze, Lu Liang saw a group that must be from the cultural and sports circles, including Little Lizi, Kobe, and Meimei.

Although domestic celebrities were held in high esteem, that was only among ordinary people. In Europe and America, almost all famous figures gravitate toward capital and politics.

The most famous of which was Terminator Schwarzenegger. His nickname as governor was not just for show – he truly served as California's governor for eight years.

"Will you have time after the roadshow is over?"

Emma looked hopeful, very straightforward, wanting to invite Lu Liang to her house to see her somersaulting dog.

"I'm very sorry, I don't have much time these days."

Lu Liang politely declined, seeing that Jeffrey had arrived and was conversing with Cruick, waving at him.

He nodded in response, adding, "Let's do it another time. I'll get in touch with you then."

Lu Liang excused himself from Emma and quickly made his way to Cruick's side. Jeffrey, with a smile, said, "Lu, we've pretty much finished the investigation. It was a premeditated team effort."

He handed over a document and a flash drive with the identities of several people and a backup of the previous night's elevator corridor surveillance footage.

Lu Liang skimmed through the information and told Xu Jiawei to find a computer.

He saw the looks of the female protagonist, an East Country exchange student, 22 years old, with a prominent nose, flowing long hair, and an air of purity.

Dongzi was indeed just like him, a dedicated good man who chose a girl resembling Milk Tea Girl, but with one difference – extremely ample and voluptuous.

The other two were the male lead's girlfriend, who was also the person reporting the case, and an alumnus from Minzhou University.

Before long, Xu Jiawei brought over a laptop. There were only two video clips on the flash drive – one in the elevator and the other in the corridor.

In the first video, Dongzi was smiling, hands in his pockets, and the girl took the initiative to link arms with him and pressed the elevator button.

In the second clip, as soon as they exited the elevator and reached the hotel room, the girl willingly opened the door, inviting Dongzi inside.

The girl's two proactive moves and her cheerful demeanor throughout showed no signs of inebriation.

This was entirely different from Milk Tea Girl's testimony, which stated that after drinking, the girl was dragged into the room and forced into relations.

"Although there is no video from inside the room, we can't completely rule out the suspicion of abuse,"

Jeffrey beamed with a smile, clearly aware of the full picture of the events as he suggested a plan, "Lu, it's been less than 24 hours since the incident occurred. You can apply for a medical examination."

"The governor of Minzhou, Colin Modell, is my friend. I've already asked him to instruct his subordinates at the police department to expedite any medical examination request from you."

"As long as the examination is approved and there are no obvious signs of abuse or once you obtain the report of the examination, you can propose a settlement with the girl. Because according to Minzhou law, if the defamation charge is substantiated, she could face at least three years of imprisonment."

"Lu, you can tell the girl not to keep her hopes up because the flash drive was sold to me by someone named Zhao Jun, who I guess is already on a plane, headed who knows where."

This matter was entrusted to him by Lu Liang, so he wouldn't bypass Lu Liang and make contact with Milk Tea Girl directly.

Who sought who out, who helped whom, and who owed whom favors needed to be clear or else the favor was in vain.

"Jeffrey, I owe you one."

Lu Liang showed gratitude, understanding without asking how much effort and money were spent.

If money alone could resolve the issue, spending a few million or tens of millions, Milk Tea Girl might also be willing.

Similarly, Jeffrey was helping him not because of money but because they had a good relationship and he wanted to cash in on a favor from Lu Liang.

When it's about money, the nature changes,

Monetary debts are easy to repay, favors are hard to clear.

"We're all friends. It's normal to help each other out."

Jeffrey's smile was bright and proud, almost as if the talents of the world were at his disposal.

Lu Liang didn't delve deeper into his background; if he had, he would have known that Jeffrey was not like Xu Xiaojun.

Xu Xiaojun was someone pushed forward as a puppet; Jeffrey became one through networking with all sorts of powerful figures.

The difference between being passive and being proactive is just one word, but the treatment is worlds apart. If there were good opportunities, he could also participate, not just on behalf of others.

"We are friends," Lu Liang said sincerely, spreading his arms out and embracing Jeffrey tightly while holding back from the smell of body odor.

He turned his head towards Xu Jiawei, signaling him to pack up the hard drive and the documents and contact Ye Zhipei back in China to coordinate flights.

Minneapolis, over 1,700 kilometers away from New York, required a flight of more than three hours.

It was as if Jeffrey had come over in person; he had to make the trip himself, otherwise, the help would be meaningless.

Suddenly, Cruick mentioned, "What about tonight?"

Lu Liang came to a realization, as if he had just thought of it, "I probably won't make it back in time."

"There's plenty of time in the future; business matters are more important."

Wilson squinted his eyes, staring at Lu Liang.

Something always felt odd, but it was indescribable, a coincidence maybe? It seemed it could only be chalked up to coincidence.

He had encountered many Chinese people and knew that to the Chinese, especially those with families, face was more important than life itself.

Dongzi was no nobody; the head of a corporation with a market value of five hundred billion wouldn't risk his reputation to put on a show with Lu Liang.

Before long,

Little Wang concluded his speech and started the IPO subscription.

Lu Liang showed a smile, stepped forward to encourage, "You did well. I've got to get going because I have other matters."

"Could you be any more insincere?"

Little Wang looked away in disgust; he had always been paying attention to Lu Liang.

If Lu Liang even took one of his ten sentences seriously, that would be quite an accomplishment for Little Wang.

He pursed his lips, glancing towards Emma Roberts, still unable to forget his long-admired goddess, "And what about her?"

No matter where Lu Liang went, her gaze would follow, like a young wife abandoned by someone.

Standing at only 157 centimeters, even considered short in Huayu, she never let it bother her, for she believed herself to be beautiful.

However, being overlooked by Lu Liang time and again, even when she invited him to her place to watch her puppy do somersaults and was refused, made her start to wonder if it was because she was too short.

"Do you get the nuance?"

Lu Liang sighed, frustrated, without even sparing Emma another glance.

He motioned for Sun Yutao to come over and instructed him to subscribe for the full 4.5 billion US Dollars directly, then left immediately.

"A man should certainly have nuance, but there's also an art to fishing, a need for tension and slack. Always giving line makes it easy to lose the hook."

On the way to the airport, Lu Liang logged into Instagram and sent a message to Emma, first apologizing, then explaining he had urgent matters and wouldn't leave otherwise, not even the Panda IPO.

Finally, he added, "Emma, you really are special, exceptionally beautiful today. You are the most extraordinary girl I have met in New York. I am really looking forward to seeing you again."

"Really?"

Emma quickly replied,

Her few words betrayed her inner joy.

Last night, she had also chatted with Lu Liang, but all the words combined from the entire conversation weren't as many as this one message.

"I don't tell lies," Lu Liang said with a smile, taking a photo of a road sign as he rushed towards the airport.

"When will you come to New York? Or shall I come to you?"

Emma replied eagerly, but once again, Lu Liang left her on read and didn't reply.

Half an hour later, he reached the airport.

The airplane was already on the runway, waiting only for Lu Liang's arrival before taking off immediately.

At the same time, Lu Liang received a message from Sun Yutao.

In the past half-hour, for the stake of 4.22 billion US Dollars, including their own, the subscription funds reached 47.9 billion US Dollars, exceeding a hundredfold.

It was estimated that in another hour and a half, the subscription would end, probably reaching 80 billion US Dollars; it was uncertain whether it would exceed twice the amount.

"After the subscription ends, don't just wait for Panda to go public; lead the team back to the country directly, and wait for my instructions."

Lu Liang said over the phone as he made his way to the plane.

Lin Yan was dressed meticulously, extra beautiful today, but he didn't even glance at her, walked to his seat and continued his conversation with Sun Yutao, "Once the funds are unfrozen, just like usual, buy directly into US stocks."

At that moment, Lin Yan approached Lu Liang, hesitating to speak, but Lu Liang nodded, "Let's leave it at that for now, we'll be in touch later."

The plane was ready to take off, and calls might interfere with the radio, and he wasn't using the in-flight satellite phone.

Lu Liang ended the call, and the plane began to taxi, ascending into the stratosphere.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, walked over to the minibar, and ordered a lemonade, asking, "What time are we expected to arrive in Mingzhou?"

Lin Yan answered, "We're scheduled to arrive at 18:20."

Lu Liang nodded slightly, picked up the satellite phone, and called Milk Tea Girl to inform her of his exact landing time.