After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
Chapter 472 - 467: The Leek Field Can't Be Without Chinese Retail Investors

"Do you really not smoke anymore?"

"No, I've quit, and besides, your cigarettes are too thin and weak."

As the night deepened, a flicker of firelight lit up the dimly lit living room.

Wang Chuting's gaze was hazy as she sat on the carpet in the living room, her red lips clenching a cigarette. The smoke slowly exhaled from her mouth, creating a kind of dreamy beauty.

Her smoking posture was beautiful and elegant.

Lu Liang wasn't put off by it. He leaned against the sofa, idly swiping on his phone. He suddenly tapped on Li Manli's chat window, which continually showed "typing."

But after a while, no message came through.

Lu Liang couldn't help but smile, imagining Li Manli holding her phone, her face full of indecision.

Because he had told her in the evening that he would probably return to Modu around midnight, she should have been waiting at home.

"Are you hungry? Should we order some takeout?" Wang Chuting pinched out her cigarette and picked up her phone, ready to order something.

"I'm not hungry, just eat by yourself," Lu Liang replied as he picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on one by one.

Wang Chuting looked surprised, "Aren't you staying here tonight?"

"Mhm, I still have some things to take care of."

After saying that, Lu Liang touched Wang Chuting's cheek, kissed her forehead, and then left.

Wang Chuting appeared thoughtful, a touch of melancholy on her face, "Running around all night, you're killing yourself, you bastard."

A woman's intuition told her,

Lu Liang's sudden departure was definitely not because of work.

If there had been work at night, given her understanding of Lu Liang, even if she told him she was sick, at most he would have told her to drink more hot water. He definitely wouldn't have come over so promptly.

The more Wang Chuting thought about it, the angrier she became. She lay straight and stiff on the ground, vacant of all possessions, as if she had been violated.

She glanced from the corner of her eye at the small pill beneath the coffee table and picked it up, throwing it directly into the trash can.

Her mood was terrible, and she didn't want to eat it.

If she got pregnant, she'd just consider it a treatment for menstrual cramps.

After all, Lu Liang had also said he would cure her.

In the wee hours past two a.m., Lu Liang returned to Sinograin No.1. The home was dimly lit, with only one lamp on in the living room.

Li Manli hugged a stuffed animal, lying on the sofa fast asleep, her mouth slightly open, with a trickle of saliva glistening at the corner.

Lu Liang was about to approach when he subconsciously sniffed himself and detected a faint scent of flowers and sandalwood.

The floral aroma was probably Wang Chuting's usual perfume, and sandalwood was her hobby; she liked to play with scents and would always light a stick of handmade incense if prepared in advance.

Wang Chuting also said that she used to like it because it was pretentious and improved her temperament, making it easier to meet big shots.

Indulging in the art of incense and tea had no limits, plus it gave off a sense of elegance and character.

But later, she genuinely enjoyed it because she had the time and the money to slowly savor the process of making and burning incense.

Lu Liang felt slightly guilty as he tiptoed into the bathroom. After showering and changing clothes, he approached Li Manli's side.

Looking at her sleeping position, he couldn't help but laugh, still so difficult, half of her body suspended in the air, yet not falling.

Lu Liang sat beside her, pulled out his phone, and opened the trading app to see that the Bitcoin market was quite agitated.

Transactions exceeded five hundred thousand dollars in just a second, with those short-selling and going long creating a significant divide in the market.

After all, five thousand dollars was just 10 percent away from the historical high of five thousand five hundred dollars.

Wen Chao was still too optimistic, underestimating the market sentiment. The disagreement emerged two hundred points too early.

"Old Te will return home tomorrow, and the day after, he goes back to New York. The good news should come out then."

Less than 40 days left until December 17, the peak of this market trend, there was no time for another correction.

The only big international event lately was the East-West trade cooperation. The turnaround would probably also emerge from there.

It was just unclear how it would appear, leading to a wild phase in the Bitcoin market, with a continuous rise to twenty thousand dollars.

In the early hours past three a.m., Lu Liang yawned, planning to carry Li Manli back to the bedroom to sleep.

Suddenly, he turned his head and discovered that Li Manli was staring at him with her round eyes wide open.

Lu Liang chuckled, "When did you wake up?"

"It's been a while, I saw you deep in thought, so I didn't disturb you."

Li Manli beamed with a smile, and suddenly lunged into Lu Liang's arms, holding him tightly.

She wasn't highly educated and wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and could only use this way to tell Lu Liang.

She really, truly still loved him, but for the sake of Lu Liang's reputation, she had claimed that they had broken up a long time ago.

Lu Liang patted her back, reassuring her, "I didn't take it seriously."

"But I'm afraid..."

Li Manli's voice grew softer and tears started to swirl in her eyes, but suddenly her face broke into a radiant, flower-like smile, "Right, have you finished your work?"

"I have," Lu Liang nodded slightly, then suddenly swept Li Manli into his arms and carried her to the bedroom.

Li Manli looked hesitant, as bashful as she was that first time, squirming slightly, "That time of the month has come, should I use..."

"It's past three o'clock already, aren't you going to sleep?" Lu Liang said irritably as he made room for her on the left side of the bed.

Li Manli's face immediately lit up with joy, and in a second she changed her outfit, leaving only her panties on before diving under the covers, constantly adjusting her sleeping position, "It should be over the day after tomorrow."

"Stop thinking about it, just sleep." Lu Liang also took off his shirt, feeling the delicate softness of the young girl's body without any hindrance.

Apart from her feet feeling a bit cold, everything else was warm, possessing a tenderness that married women do not have.

...

The next morning, Old Te ended his state visit, boarding his private plane to leave Beijing.

Various media outlets expressed their views on this, all with an optimistic outlook.

The cooperation of the two most powerful countries on this planet was good news for all industries.

"Su Shimin didn't leave but instead came to Modu?"

At noon, just as Lu Liang arrived at his office and hadn't even settled in his seat, he received a call from Shen Peng.

Early that morning, he and Su Shimin visited Modu to pay a visit to a company named Bijie Technology.

Shen Peng was merely in charge of leading the way while Su Shimin had a two-hour conversation with Bijie's founder, Zhao Changpeng.

Not knowing the content of their chat, after their talks, Su Shimin boarded a plane and left Modu, as if he had come expressly for Zhao Changpeng.

"What does this company do?" Lu Liang's brows were tightly furrowed.

"Bijie Technology set up a digital currency trading platform two months ago called Binance," Shen Peng explained.

Lu Liang was silent for a long time before he suddenly said, "Thank you for letting me know, Mr. Shen, but let's find another time. It's difficult for you to get involved this time."

Shen Peng laughed, "Mr. Lu is too polite. I just thought this matter could help you, nothing more."

"It's indeed helpful. Once I'm done with DiDi, let's find time for tea and tennis."

"I'll be waiting for the good news."

Ending the call with Shen Peng, Lu Liang let out a long sigh, "I should have known, is a market without Chinese retail investors still a proper leek field? Relying on investors from just the two countries in East Asia, how much money can there really be?"

He could already imagine what would happen next - the head of an international top group, Su Shimin, visiting Bijie Technology in Modu.

Cryptocurrency, the Binance platform, and the recent surge of Bitcoin in the last month were naturally entering the purview of domestic speculators.

The market would then be ripe for a violent boost breaking historical records, and naturally, a large number of speculators would join the chasing army.

An hour later, Lu Liang obtained all the information about Zhao Changpeng and Bijie Technology.

At 40 years old, Zhao was born in Lianyungang before emigrating to Canada with his family at age 12. He graduated in '97 and worked at the Tokyo Stock Exchange developing software. In '01, he joined Bloomberg and participated in developing futures trading software.

In '05, he returned to China, successively founded Fuxun Information and Bijie Technology, making his first fortune.

He started getting involved with cryptocurrency in '13, against his family's objections, he sold his house in Modu to get a million US dollars, which he invested entirely in Bitcoin.

The average price of Bitcoin that year was probably about 160 US dollars, conservatively estimated to hold more than six thousand Bitcoins.

To date, it had increased thirty-two-fold.

In September this year, he founded the Binance trading platform, receiving a fifty-million-dollar investment from the New Horizon Fund.

The New Horizon Fund was just a shell; its parent company was the Huaxia LeForte Investment Fund, the Lightfoot Fund was also a shell, with the real controlling party being the BlackRock Group.

Lu Liang did not want to be a pawn, nor did he wish to become the spokesperson for cryptocurrency in China's market, hence he had the Mitsui Sumitomo Group stand in front.

But not everyone gets the chance to be a pawn,

Though he considered it beneath him, some people treasured such an opportunity.

"It turns out it has nothing to do with trade and economic cooperation. What a waste of analysis."

Cursing under his breath, Lu Liang decisively left the office and went to the investment firm on the 17th floor of the building.

He beckoned Sun Yutao over, instructing him to pull together as much capital as he could by 10 o'clock that night.

There were no more funds to use from Wen Chao's end, but that didn't mean Lu Liang was out of resources.

Between the third and fourth phases of the private equity fund, except for the 5.08% of Tesla's floating shares which couldn't be touched, there were nearly ten billion US dollars worth of notes.

If he didn't mind a few points of loss, he could short-term wrap up several billion US dollars and then go all-in on Bitcoin.

The spread of Bitcoin within China was just a matter of time, better to be harvested by him than by others.

He already understood how this market trend had come about and was ready to set it off himself.

The private equity fund had not seen significant profits in a while.

The current price of Bitcoin was 5110 US dollars, with room to grow another fifteen thousand dollars, nearly a 200% increase.

Large funds entering the market wouldn't be able to capture the full surge.

Because as the funds enter, they will lift the price, and they will cause it to plummet when they leave, but with the proper maneuvering, a seventy to eighty percent return could still be anticipated.

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