After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
Chapter 445 - 440: Only Magic Can Defeat Magic

"Mr. Li is too impulsive. If he doesn't take them away, he will inevitably suffer."

"I will definitely talk to him about it and encourage him to learn from Mr. Lu's way of cherishing the fairer sex."

During the conversation, the fact that Lu Liang did not sleep with those two girls also came to the knowledge of Li Xuanhong. Zheng Xuanyi thought Lu Liang was dissatisfied and repeatedly assured him that he would make sure Lu Liang had a good time next time.

"The troubles of happiness."

After ending the call, Lu Liang's lips slightly curled up, his first thought was of Lin Yun'er. He knew few female stars in the domestic entertainment scene, and even fewer Korean stars—she was the only one.

Thinking about his next visit, he anticipated finally tasting her charms, which caused a slight flutter in his heart.

"However, the one upstairs doesn't seem too bad either."

Lu Liang looked up and saw Jinmao Mansion, 27th floor, a flat facing south still had its lights on.

He drove from the parking lot, took the elevator straight up, and arrived at the doorstep of that floor.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to invite you over so late."

The tightly closed door suddenly opened, and Yang Mi stood inside, smiling like a flower, wearing a pink polka-dotted nightgown.

The material of the nightgown was very soft, more like a coat, with a sash tied around her waist highlighting her curvaceous figure, and black lace lining in the front that was partially visible, making her skin appear as white as snow.

Her legs were not particularly long, but they were well-proportioned, the ratio of her legs, hips, and waist was just right; her skin was in great condition, shining brightly, and she wore a pair of Valentino high heels.

This brand truly had a unique appeal, always managing to enhance the charm of mature women, rightfully earning its reputation as speed shoes.

"I just finished up as well," Lu Liang said with a smile, naturally taking off his coat and handing it to Yang Mi, who hung it on the coat rack.

He changed into slippers, walked into the house, and looked around. The décor was similar to Zhang Tian'ai's place but clearly larger and more luxurious.

After all, having debuted at the age of four and been in the industry for 27 years, she definitely hadn't earned little money over the years.

"My parents are looking after the child."

Yang Mi walked behind Lu Liang closely, clinging to his back, where she suddenly smelled a strong male pheromone.

Her movements were gentle as she embraced Lu Liang's waist, slowly unfastening his belt and pulling out the lining inside.

She paused, then said, "We've been living separately for a long time, just waiting for the storm to pass before we divorce."

Clearly, she knew some secrets couldn't be hidden from Lu Liang, so she didn't bother to hide them.

Although it had been over three months since the incident, divorcing this year would still seem like an overt admission.

Moreover, her company still had some endorsements she shared with her husband that hadn't ended, and she needed to wait until next year.

Though she was the victim, publicizing it would stir public opinion and might even lead to the punishment of the perpetrators.

But what was the use?

Decades of hard work might go up in smoke.

She was not willing to let that happen.

From now on, everyone would view her through a prejudiced lens, and high-end brand endorsements would slip away from her.

She wanted to climb higher, to regain all the lost dignity, she had to endure.

Yet the road ahead would possibly bring more, possibly even worse, incidents.

She needed a stronghold, not to skyrocket her career, but to ensure smooth sailing.

And so, Lu Liang caught her eye.

She knew Lu Liang was not the faithful type; he clearly had a girlfriend yet he still pursued Zhang Tian'ai.

If Zhang Tian'ai could, Yang Mi thought she could too, hence initiating many suggestive and explicit conversations.

Until dusk, she mentioned her cat could do somersaults, successfully piquing Lu Liang's curiosity.

Lu Liang turned around, embracing her waist, "That hardest period has already passed, and from now on everything will clear up and shine through, breaking through mountains and blooming thousands of flowers."

Though the nature of their interaction was a female star seeking protection from a powerful man, that didn't stop them from adding a romantic flair to dilute the business-like nature of their relationship.

Sprinkling in a bit of sweet talk would make their alliance even more harmonious.

Yang Mi responded with a soft hum, her eyes full of affection.

She was an actress, but also a woman, preferring to render this purely transactional relationship not so pure anymore.

Holding Lu Liang's hand, they moved to the bedroom, where she began to help him undress slowly until neither of them wore anything.

After two and a half years, Lu Liang was once again experiencing the taste of a mature woman, which was smooth, unlike a young girl which could be rather dry and requiring some effort.

It was a different flavor, like being used_usec to eating light Cantonese dishes, but occasionally craving a greasy, rich pork knuckle.

Lu Liang picked up her foot, tentatively moving closer and sniffing, "Not smelly, seems like it was just a rumor."

Yang Mi's face turned red, and she fiercely glared at Lu Liang, cursing that damn black goat.

"It must be a rumor," she suddenly exerted force, as if wanting to press it against Lu Liang's face.

There's no shortcut to a man's heart,

but there's a shortcut to a woman's.

Now that the path was connected, she no longer felt as restrained as before, attempting to take the lead in their encounter.

Lu Liang squinted, grabbed firmly, stopping this provocative act of dominance, just connected and already stepping on his face; next time she might want to sit on his head.

It was he who should dominate the relationship, not her,

in the future they could explore different things, but not now.

"Itchy~" Yang Mi giggled, pulling her foot away, their first encounter ending in a complete rout.

A night of passion, a night without words.

"Mi, are we going to South Africa and Brazil this time? Won't it be very sunny there?"

The next morning, Lu Liang groggily heard Zhang Tian'ai's voice, instinctively jolting and opening his eyes.

"The UV intensity there is quite high, it's best to bring more sunscreen."

After finishing her voice message, Yang Mi mischievously snickered, reaching out to touch Lu Liang's cheek, "Mr. Lu, you're awake?"

Lu Liang's face darkened, and without another word, he scooped her up and delivered a smack to her buttocks, "You did that on purpose?"

Yang Mi yelped in pain and retorted, "It's our group chat, Ai Bao just happened to send me a message."

Lu Liang snorted, not believing her for a second, suddenly his lips curling up, "You're going on a trip for twenty days, right?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Yang Mi lay on the bed, turning to face Lu Liang, suddenly getting a bad feeling.

"You're the senior, after all, take good care of the juniors, and perhaps develop some affections slowly."

Lu Liang smiled with ill intentions; he hadn't tried group activities before, especially with someone who was a popular young star—it might be quite energetic.

"You wish," Yang Mi decisively refused, unyielding to the scheming ploy that aimed for Lu Liang's gullibility.

"I was just talking, anyway. Moving on."

Despite his maintaining a smile, Lu Liang knew convincing Zhang Tian'ai would be a breeze, the real challenge was Yang Mi.

But still, having already slept together, with no illusions left, laying the groundwork meant her agreement was only a matter of time.

"Mr. Lu, your phone," Yang Mi glared at him, a hint of helplessness flashing through her eyes.

She suddenly felt overwhelmingly disadvantaged; without offering herself first, all talks and fishing for Lu Liang's attention should be off the table.

But having given herself up, she'd lost her most precious bargaining chip.

Lu Liang pocketed his phone and stood by the mirror to adjust his outfit, watching Yang Mi through the reflection with a smirk, "I met Little Love at Crown Princess Consort's wrap party, and just like that, it's been two years."

Normally, once a man has slept with a woman, his novelty towards her won't last more than a year; anything beyond is merely out of obligation.

Lu Liang genuinely didn't consider himself a scoundrel; he was simply more universally affectionate. As long as the woman wouldn't leave, he wouldn't cast her aside.

Over the years, he had his fair share of temporary companions, all of whom left on their own rather than being abandoned by him.

And whether it was his past or current engagements, they all had promising paths ahead.

Lu Liang never treated any woman unfairly.

"I really envy Little Love, having landed a patron like you, Mr. Lu."

Yang Mi's eyes brimmed with envy as she stepped forward to straighten his sleeves, and Lu Liang chuckled, "Aren't you encountering the same fortune now?"

"Right~," Yang Mi lit up like awakened from a dream, her face blossoming into a wide grin, though her eyes betrayed a touch of complexity.

True intentions reveal over time; she no longer put her faith in sweet nothings or grand vows—becoming powerful was the ultimate solution.

"Goodbye."

Lu Liang left promptly.

Women are just embellishments to life, not the entirety. The moment he walked out the door, he wouldn't dwell on them.

Without money and power, he was just an ordinary divorced man—a fact he always remembered clearly.

Economic foundations dictate the superstructure; only by seizing the present authority and pushing even further could he indulge freely.

Men only ever had one worry:

Not having enough money or power.

At ten in the morning, Lu Liang arrived at the New Chenghai Building of DiDi.

Xu Jiawei, being a newcomer and Lu Liang's representative, was somewhat snubbed.

Liu Qing had joined DiDi just over three years ago, a period during which DiDi made its most rapid advancements.

She led the transition from a singular taxi service to multiple services, including premium cars.

She helped the company secure the largest private financing of $700 million at the time.

She also navigated major milestones like the merger with Kuaidi Taxi, Apple's $1 billion investment, and the acquisition of Uber.

When Liu Qing joined DiDi, the company was valued at $2.2 billion.

In three years under her lead, DiDi grew into a $50 billion super unicorn company.

She represented the epitome of the new era's independent woman, even landing on the Time Magazine 2017 list of the 100 most influential people worldwide, the sole female entrepreneur from Asia.

She was a role model for countless professional women and an idol for many professional men, while Cheng Wei was merely a figurehead.

Rumors within the company suggested that Cheng Wei inviting Lu Liang wasn't for integration but for division.

DiDi had a total of 7200 employees, with over 80% holding oppositional views, ninety-nine percent of which were women.

Due to the company's gender ratio of 76:24.

76% being female staff and 24% male.

There weren't as many previously,

Exceptionally two severe incidents occurred this year.

Liu Qing didn't want to impose on herself the high costs needed to change the current situation while also wanting to alleviate the societal pressures.

Of course, change came with a high cost, yet trivial matters like time and funds were the least of concerns; the primary issue was it hindered the company's growth.

So by aggressively hiring female staff, she declared her solidarity, empathy, and care for women.

Although it was a classic case of treating the head for a foot pain, it worked effectively, meshing well with the company's need for expansion and hitting two birds with one stone.

"To use history as a mirror is to identify the rise and fall."

Lu Liang squinted in contemplation while listening to Xu Jiawei's narrative.

This situation illustrated that an enterprise's executive absolutely couldn't be a woman, at least not the representative figure.

Even if Liu Qing herself was sensible, it didn't ensure her subordinates were.

At the very least, she definitely meddled in this affair.

With just a slight provocation, plenty would readily resist.

No wonder Liu Qing, possessing only a 2.12% stake and 20% of the decision rights, kept Cheng Wei under significant stress.

"Mr. Cheng, our company has its fair share of issues," Lu Liang spoke with a teasing tone, looking at Cheng Wei.

Cheng Wei responded with a bitter smile, his last scrap of sympathy vanishing, "Mr. Lu, shall we make an example of someone?"

Previously it was all managed by Liu Qing; he was only there to say YES, never realizing the severity of the gender issue.

If Lu Liang hadn't joined and given the current state,

When one day he and Liu Qing clashed, she probably would rally the staff with a wave of her hand, and he'd likely transform from chairman to mere shareholder.

Lu Liang fell silent, glaring slightly, spoke irritably, "How would you do it? If you act now, tomorrow will bring chaos, and DiDi would kiss its IPO goodbye."

Scratching his head, he realized the situation was indeed thorny.

The public was hopeful that his joining DiDi would improve the safety for women passengers.

If, however, he did the opposite by firing a batch, Liu Qing would surely exploit the situation, branding him as misogynistic.

Would they still sell rides then?

Suddenly, Xu Jiawei voiced an idea, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Cheng, they don't seek equality but privilege. So, why not go with the flow and promote a few as examples? After all, it's easy to create divisions among women."

His father once said, only magic can defeat magic.

Their main task now was the IPO. Once that stabilized, they could settle old scores gradually.

A group of women together would only turn into palace intrigue, never achieving substantial influence. If they could, the wildly popular talk shows today would have been banned.

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