After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future

On the stage, the drumbeats suddenly intensified, as if reaching the climax of this Dunhuang dance performance.

The lead dancer, with a smile on her face, gracefully twirled her sleeves, leading two fellow dancers to interact with the audience before the meal.

She placed her hands overlapped at her right side, bowed her head slightly, and greeted as if an ancient palace maid paying respects to the emperor, softly asking, "Mr. Lu, do you remember me?"

"Miss Bai, you're looking more radiant than ever." Lu Liang nodded with a smile. Bai Dandan, the leader of the Hengtai Dance Troupe, had met him the last time he came.

Two years had passed, and while the members of the dance troupe had changed, she remained the leader, indicating she had won Old Xu's favor.

"It's an honor that Mr. Lu can still remember me."

Bai Dandan beamed with appropriate excitement.

As if being remembered by Lu Liang was something worth boasting about, her emotional value soared.

She introduced the two young women beside her: "Wenwen, Jingjing, let's have a toast to Mr. Lu together."

"Mr. Lu, hello, I'm Wenwen."

"Mr. Lu, hello, I'm Jingjing."

Their woven silk sleeves occasionally brushed against Lu Liang's arms, intentionally or unintentionally.

An intoxicating fragrance filled his nostrils, accompanied by a tingling sensation like ants crawling.

"Hello to you both," Lu Liang nodded with a smile, engaging in conversation with the three women, while ignoring Xu Jiayin.

Bai Dandan's timing was impeccable, whether by observant intuition or arriving in response to a rescue signal.

One thing was certain, Xu Jiayin was hesitating, needing time to consider, so Lu Liang was in no hurry.

"I heard Mr. Lu likes playing tennis. I remember Jingjing won a national college women's singles championship."

Bai Dandan said with a smile, applying a genuine beauty strategy: good looks, a great figure, and a pleasant demeanor were just basic requirements.

The key was appealing to Mr. Lu's interests, maybe even fostering one-on-one hobbies.

For instance, if a leader liked Ming Dynasty history, they would train a few girls who were interested in it.

Hobbies could be cultivated, interests could adapt; even if one were a stone, it would eventually find a groove.

Lu Liang laughed, "A singles champion in college? You must be quite skilled. Let's spar sometime when we're free."

Bai Dandan teased, "Oh, everyone knows Mr. Lu is a busy man, why not now? There's a sports ground next door."

"Playing tennis, I'm really good at it~~ Mr. Lu, don't cry if I beat you."

Jingjing playfully winked and swung her small fist, aiming to stir Lu Liang's competitive spirit.

They had special psychological trainers, and even the sister who studied Ming history mentioned to her.

Since the opponent knew she had a thorough understanding of Ming history, she could intentionally bring up wrong questions at the right time.

If the man corrected the mistakes, she should humbly accept it, giving the man a sense of teaching achievement.

The same logic applied to playing tennis. Given their youth, they didn't need to hold back prior to the game. They boasted about their skills as much as they could.

During the game, they'd first showcase excellent skills, continue the rhythm of tension before release, and finally, create a close win with some intentional errors.

It was like praising the man for being excellent. You couldn't just use words; your body had to react, preferably with little scenarios like resisting first, then enjoying, then finding it hard to admit wanting more.

These were all part of the learning.

"I would love to see if you can make me cry," Lu Liang responded with some irritation, his competitiveness clearly piqued.

He turned to Xu Jiayin, "Mr. Xu, why not join us?"

"Mr. Lu, you go ahead. Enjoy yourself. I haven't eaten enough yet."

Xu Jiayin seemed to awaken from a trance and remarked, "Exercising right after eating might not be good."

"No worries, some activity helps with digestion."

Seeing Lu Liang being led next door by the two girls, Bai Dandan glanced back, and Xu Jiayin waved a hand with a gentle laugh and said, "Go on."

It was unclear which company Lu Liang was targeting, but it was evident he already had an intention towards New World Development, part of the Zheng Family, valued at 91.7 billion.

He just hadn't decided whether to upset the long-standing relationship with the Hong Kong Capital Group, or whether Hengtai Group could successfully swallow New World Development from the Zheng Family.

Perhaps Lu Liang had already guessed that Hengtai Group had significant internal issues, but even Xu Jiayin could not calculate the full extent of these problems.

Previously, Xu Jiayin had never thought about the future.

Because he knew the internal issues were so large that he couldn't handle them no matter what.

Live for today, enjoy today.

Investing in Hengchi Automobile and developing the new energy industry was just a way to rob Peter to pay Paul.

Eventually, when the national real estate market cooled significantly, Hengtai Group was likely to crash.

But now, Lu Liang brought a new approach.

Using the acquisition of New World Development as a medium, Hengtai Group could fully enter the Xiangjiang real estate market.

As long as the operations were handled properly in the future, the Xiangjiang market could help cushion the fall for Hengtai.

Property prices in Xiangjiang were calculated per foot and easily reached tens of thousands per foot; plus, the area was small and the people were wealthy.

If Hengtai collapsed, it might not crash in the mainland but in Xiangjiang, and perhaps it could be contained.

However, opportunities often came with risks.

If the invasion plan failed, there would be no need to wait for a market cooling; Hengtai would collapse directly.

Now, Xu Jiayin faced two choices: muddle along until the end or take a drastic action.

"Mr. Xu, what are you thinking?"

Bai Dandan returned, now dressed in tennis attire that was suitable for sports and highlighted her figure.

She took a cigar from the box on the table, cut the tip, lit it, and handed it to Xu Jiayin.

Xu Jiayin took the cigar, inhaling deeply; It should have been savored in the throat, enjoying the cigar's aroma.

But he, like a greenhorn, inhaled it directly into his lungs, choking and coughing until tears streamed down his face.

"Mr. Xu, have some water to ease it," Bai Dandan said with concern, quickly offering warm water and patting his back gently.

She had never seen Xu Jiayin in such a disheveled state. Clearly, the issue brought by Lu Liang was troubling him greatly.

Xu Jiayin, eyes red, took a long time to recover, asking hoarsely, "How is Mr. Lu?"

"He's playing tennis with Jingjing, having a great time. It seems Mr. Lu quite likes Jingjing," Bai Dandan replied with a smile.

"Like? I'm not so sure," Xu Jiayin chuckled softly.

Many people were currently analyzing Lu Liang's hobbies and weaknesses, intending to create a profile for collaboration and pinpoint breakthroughs.

However, Lu Liang's current weaknesses were not obvious, and a fondness for beauty was definitely not a flaw nor a vulnerability that could be exploited.

For a divorced man abandoned by his ex-wife, talking to him about feelings was akin to playing music to a cow, a pointless exercise.

"Let's go, meet Lu Liang next door. His patience is likely reaching its limit," Xu Jiayin said, squinting, with resolution in his eyes.

The real estate market hadn't collapsed yet; losing didn't necessarily mean demise, but waiting any longer surely would.

Even if he didn't perish, being confined for life or having to live incognito forever was an unacceptable outcome.

Since Tianxing Automobile had blossomed both domestically and abroad, Lu Liang's investment in the new energy industry was set in stone.

Yet, he was still determined to enter Xiangjiang, establish the Tianxing Financial Group, and plan to develop into a financial consortium in East Asia, countering Wall Street.

In this era, it couldn't only belong to Lu Liang; he had once been a frontrunner of the times—there was no reason for him to lack the courage to bet it all.

"Mr. Xu, wait for me."

Bai Dandan trotted lightly with a sweet smile, holding onto Xu Jiayin's arm.

An older man with a younger woman—it surely started because of money.

But if, after several years, she left Xu Jiayin and someone asked, she would certainly say she had loved him.

The only First Rich of East Country among fourteen billion people was by no means as inadequate as the outside world claimed; his personal charm was undeniable.

In the adjacent tennis room, frequent sounds of exertion could be heard.

That low-pitched impact had a resonance like the roar of a V12 engine, captivating irresistibly.

Lu Liang suddenly jumped up for a smash, and outside, Old Xu erupted in applause and shouted, "Great shot."

"Mr. Xu, care to join for a few rounds?" Lu Liang smiled, accepting the hot towel handed over by another girl.

Old Xu chuckled, patting his belly, "I've eaten too much. I'm afraid if I start moving, my appendicitis will act up."

"Tired? Wenwen, why don't you play with Jingjing?"

Lu Liang handed the tennis racket to the girl beside him.

The girl pouted, about to act coy, as their brief interaction made her feel Lu Liang was truly easygoing.

But before she could speak, Bai Dandan glanced at her with a warning look and with a smile said, "Wenwen, let's play doubles. Jingjing is too good."

She knew Xu Jiayin and Lu Liang had important matters to discuss and needed to create a space where they could converse.