After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future

3:30 AM, the night never ends.

Modu remained bustling, especially near Bund Road, with not only stylishly dressed young men and women but also numerous taxis and chauffeur drivers lingering along the street.

At this moment, several luxury buses filled with people arrived at Bling Star at No. 112.

Wu Tianzheng had been waiting at the entrance, and upon seeing this, he jogged over to the leading luxury car.

"Mr. Lu, good evening, Mr. Meng is already waiting for you inside." He nodded and bowed, his face full of smiles.

He had received Lu Liang's call at 1:30 AM.

At this hour, gathering over a hundred high-quality female models was no easy feat.

But in the face of a one-night announcement fee of 100,000 yuan, that difficulty was virtually negligible.

In Modu, once known as Shi Li Yang Chang, there was no shortage of young girls eager for wealth and striving to advance.

Lu Liang nodded slightly, leading Liang Wenhu into the nightclub, asking as he walked, "Has Miss Fan arrived?"

Wu Tianzheng revealed a smile that every man understood and emphasized, "She is specially arranged in an independent suite on the second floor."

After all, she was once at the top of the stream, and her treatment couldn't be compared with that of the ordinary crowd.

Besides the card seats, the nightclub had open cabins, small cabins, large cabins, and independent suites.

The difference of one character between 'cabin' and 'suite' made the indoor arrangement worlds apart. Suites had a back door, generally leading to a hotel, but cabins did not.

Lu Liang smiled knowingly, took the room card from Wu Tianzheng, handed it to Liang Wenhu, and patted his shoulder, conveying everything without words.

Unlike when he brought his cousin out to see the world, Lu Liang didn't specifically instruct to play but never take it seriously.

Liang Wenhu, in his thirties with a wife and kids at home, naturally needed no more words.

Liang Wenhu took the room card without a change of expression, though excitement flashed in his eyes.

Wu Tianzheng was surprised but dared not ask more, "Mr. Lu, this way, please, mind the steps."

He just silently noted Liang Wenhu's appearance and placed him on an equal footing with Lu Liang.

The three walked at the front, followed by over a hundred traders, through the dazzlingly colorful passage.

Wu Tianzheng opened the last door, and suddenly several dazzling lights shone on them.

"Let's welcome the heroes to the stage, applause, and cheers~~"

Old Meng, wearing sunglasses and a big gold chain, with the cap brim pushed back, acted as the stage DJ.

Over a hundred sexy women in high heels and short skirts stood in rows on both sides of the aisle, smiling beautifully.

The applause and cheers were like thunder, causing even the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling to tremble slightly.

Meng Changkun jumped off the high platform and came to Lu Liang's side, "Mr. Lu, how's the atmosphere tonight, are you satisfied?"

"Nothing but these flamboyant antics."

Lu Liang laughed and swore, then turned to introduce Liang Wenhu next to him, "Old Meng, this is Liang Wenhu, Mr. Liang of Huanfang Technology, a good friend."

"Mr. Lu's good friend is my good friend. Come, let's have a drink first." Old Meng said enthusiastically.

"Wenhui, this is Meng Changkun, Mr. Meng of Kunqian Trade, an old hand in Modu for decades. I've relied on his care over the years."

Hearing Lu Liang's words, Meng Changkun was a bit touched and immediately changed his tone, "Wenhui, Liangzi's words are too polite, we are all good friends, looking out for each other, supporting each other.

If there's any small issue or trouble in the future, leave it to Old Meng. I can't guarantee a solution, but at least it's reliable."

"Mr. Meng, on our first meeting, I should be the one to toast you." Liang Wenhu understood that Lu Liang was introducing him to connections.

There's a saying that it's easier to deal with King Yan than little devils, and Meng Changkun was the guy to handle those devils.

Just like when Huanfang was newly established, for a business license, he ran to seven or eight departments, seeking connections everywhere. <subt>.</subt>

If he had known Meng Changkun back then, he would have just prepared the relevant materials, sat back with legs crossed, and waited for receipt.

"Ah, just call me Old Meng, don't bother with 'Mr. Meng'. Wrong words, we'll have to drink another cup." Old Meng said, filling the glass again.

Liang Wenhu was a bit helpless, but drank down half a cup of liquor, his face already starting to flush.

Lu Liang smiled and said, "Old Meng, Wenhui doesn't hold his liquor well, I'll drink this for him."

Meng Changkun was surprised, glanced at Wu Tianzheng, who signaled back as if to say, don't mistake the protagonist, tonight's star wasn't Lu Liang, but the unremarkable, low-profile Liang Wenhu.

"What's this? Not accepting?"

Lu Liang raised an eyebrow, Old Meng quickly reacted, let out a sound of surprise, showing slight disdain, then said, "Okay, I can drink with you."

Since the main character tonight is Liang Wenhu, he had to play the role of wingman, appropriately disdaining Liang Wenhu's drinking capacity to make him appreciate Lu Liang's favor even more.

"Okay? Don't push yourself too hard, Mr. Kun." Lu Liang joked with a smile, clinking glasses and downing his drink in one gulp.

"How could I?" Meng Changkun laughed obsequiously, while Wu Tianzheng teased, "Old Meng, now even you are speaking wrongly."

"If you don't speak, no one will take you for a mute."

Meng Changkun pulled a black face with a roguish demeanor, making everyone burst into laughter, harmonizing the atmosphere even more.

Not long after, the company's traders arrived, with only a few staying back at the company with Sun Yutao to handle statistics, almost everyone was present.

Lu Liang picked up the microphone, smiling broadly: "Everyone has just one task tonight, have fun and enjoy to the fullest, we'll worry about tomorrow's matters tomorrow."

With that, he called over two alluring, scantily clad DJ dancers, played some dynamic music, and started swaying, occasionally wrapping arms around the dancers' waists, passionately interacting closely.

Seeing the big boss so unreserved, let alone them as the subordinates, they all quickly paired up with female companions, swaying their hips to the music's rhythm, venting the pressure accumulated over the past few months.

The dazzling lights, the explosive music waves, continuously stimulated everyone's eardrums, making them engrossed.

Lu Liang quietly left the stage.

Along the way, he casually called over a female model who was watching him, she responded like a summoned puppy, full of joy, running over to him.

"Let's go, let's also head upstairs to meet the big stars."

Lu Liang didn't even ask for her name, naturally wrapping an arm around her waist.

Bringing Liang Wenhu, along with Meng Changkun and Wu Tianzheng, and their female companions, a party of seven came to a private room on the second floor.

The spacious private room had only Fan Bingqing there, wearing sunglasses, like an ice-cold, beautiful and unattainable Tianshan snow lotus.

"Miss Fan, you're even more beautiful in person than on screen."

The title of the number one vase in domestic entertainment is well-deserved, the world's best cosmetic surgeon probably couldn't create such beauty from scratch.

Lu Liang was truly stunned, but didn't forget, it was a welcome gift for Liang Wenhu: "This is Liang Wenhu, Mr. Liang."

"Mr. Liang, hello, nice to meet you."

Fan Bingqing smiled, took off her sunglasses, gracefully extending her right hand, ever since Liang Wenhu entered the room, her attention was on him.

Not because Liang Wenhu was particularly handsome or special, but because among the party of seven, four men and three women, he was the only one without a female companion.

Unexpectedly, she was probably meant to be Liang Wenhu's company.

"Miss Fan, I'm very pleased to meet you too." Liang Wenhu couldn't hide his excitement, his palm even slightly sweaty.

Over the past decade or so, the goddess from his dreams suddenly before him, the odds are high he might get to kiss her.

In that moment, he wasn't the founder of Huanfang Tech, nor a somewhat famous computer genius, just a young boy experiencing first love.

"If you're happy, you must drink, meeting by fate, let's all drink this cup." Old Meng, a member of the atmosphere group, smiled as he raised his cup again.

Wu Tianzheng wasn't lying, even the International Fan was a gift from Lu Liang to Liang Wenhu, he really was the absolute star of the night.

Although Wu Tianzheng didn't understand Lu Liang's intentions, since Lu Liang welcomed him back, Old Meng would be completely devoted and committed.

"Old Meng has been spouting nonsense all night, finally said something decent." Wu Tianzheng, an unofficial member of the atmosphere group, chose to join in.

The two of them, with their back-and-forth banter, came up with ways to toast Fan Bingqing, it's said, if a woman doesn't get drunk, how can the man have a chance.

Although Fan Bingqing accepted the invitation late at night, her attitude was already obvious, but women tend to be coy beings.

After a few rounds of drinks, Liang Wenhu's masculine nature gradually surfaced, holding Fan Bingqing's slender waist, playing dice with her.

Lu Liang gave a slight chuckle, knowing that tonight's affair was a done deal, finished the drink in his hand, wrapping his arm around a companion's waist.

He chuckled: "You all have fun tonight, I have something to attend to, so I'll head out first."

The three men were winking, but Wu Tianzheng and Meng Changkun additionally showed knowing expressions.

Dawn was breaking, a spring night is worth a thousand gold, though daytime indulgences are nice too, they always lack something.

Lu Liang left, and they needed a reason to leave too, to give Liang Wenhu and Fan Bingqing a chance for some private time.

Lu Liang took his companion and left the private room, and as they went downstairs, he suddenly let go of her hand: "You don't need to worry anymore."

The companion was stunned, standing there in a daze, the surprise came so suddenly, but it also left just as quickly.

"I'll tell Old Wu, you'll get three times the usual fee." Lu Liang said, leaving without turning back.

He indeed had something to do, but it wasn't personal, Sun Yutao had just sent a message, the statistical report was out.