After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

"Mr. Lu, Bi Tao seems determined, but Jialiang and Haodong might be able to persuade him."

Seeing the park disappear behind them, and after driving for a while, Lu Liang still looked worried. Zhuang Wei quickly spoke up, inadvertently revealing that he had been eavesdropping.

"No need." Lu Liang shook his head, absent-minded.

Gazing at the fleeting scenery outside the window, it took half an hour to get from the factory back to the city. Detroit truly lived up to its name as a ghost city; you could count the cars and pedestrians on the road with one hand.

"Then why did you make a special trip?" Zhuang Wei expressed his confusion, thinking Lu Liang had come to persuade them, yet he didn't say a word to make them stay.

It seemed like a wasted trip.

Lu Liang was silent for a long time and sighed deeply, "I just wanted to know the specific reason they're staying."

He wondered if it was something he hadn't done well enough, or if there was a problem with the company's decision-making.

However, the result left him feeling powerless; it wasn't his problem, nor was it the company's problem.

The reason they were staying was something no single person or company could solve.

But... maybe... not necessarily.

He should be able to do something!

Lu Liang's eyes brightened, sweeping away the gloom in his heart. He suddenly put his arm around Zhuang Wei's shoulder and laughed, "Come on, let's go to the venue to watch the concert."

With his current strength and social influence, he was already capable of doing some whimsical things.

Life is about doing something; being static is being a dead fish, not even the bed will call, and that's pointless.

"Mr. Lu, I have something to attend to this afternoon."

Zhuang Wei was stunned, unable to keep up with Lu Liang's thoughts, but he remembered he had things to do in the afternoon.

"Go do it tomorrow. Taylor, Gaga, Beyoncé, isn't there any singer you like?"

Lu Liang's tone was irresistible; Zhuang Wei, a man in his forties, could only nod like a wronged child.

At two in the afternoon, over seventy thousand people entered the venue in an orderly manner.

Outside the venue, a large number of influencers raised their cameras, turning into free publicity for the American Tianshu's hype.

Taylor, Gaga, Beyoncé, Kanye, and other top North American stars were passionately joining, about to present a musical extravaganza.

The key point was that the tickets were free, randomly selected from the list of previous car buyers by General Motors.

Today, the hottest topic on the North American continent was the release of the American Tianshu. It didn't even need influencers to add to the hype; instead, they needed to leech off the event's popularity.

Even Douyin from home and abroad sent anchors for live streaming.

After all, the live broadcast of the release was open to all platforms worldwide, courtesy of General Tianxing.

Lu Liang sat in a central box on the second floor of the venue with Zhuang Wei, Flannery, and several other General Motors executives.

Although it was the American Tianshu release, there was more than an hour until they would go on stage.

First, let the singers take turns on stage to warm up the atmosphere. In between, drivers showcased the American Tianshu's performance capabilities.

The host would then introduce the vehicle's performance and parameters, and at the very end, it would be their turn to go on stage and announce the pricing and pre-order methods.

At this point, Lu Liang noticed an Asian-looking girl skulking around the entrance, hesitating to greet him. Lu Liang felt she looked familiar.

So he gestured for security to let her through.

The girl raised her camera, her face full of excitement: "Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to remember me."

"Sorry, you look familiar, but I really can't remember where we've met." Lu Liang chuckled, looking at the camera in her hand, "Are you live streaming?"

The girl nodded, hurriedly covering the camera and microphone, whispering, "Mr. Lu, I used to be with Sister Chuting, and now I'm a signed anchor at Chu Jun Media."

Lu Liang was taken aback, "I remember now, you're Ma Xiao..."

Wang Chuting hoped their son would be named Lu Chujun, so when he heard Chu Jun Media, it all came back to him.

Before Wang Chuting settled down for maternity, Lu Liang had seen this girl by her side.

"Ma Xiaohui." The girl nodded excitedly, surprised that Lu Liang remembered her name.

"Why did you come alone?" Lu Liang asked.

"I'm studying in Pennsylvania, usually filming food and exotic scenery, and my company said there's hype over here, so they let me come and join in."

Ma Xiaohui smiled shyly, scratching her head and forgetting to cover the microphone and camera.

"Damn, it's really Liangzi himself?"

"No wonder she's Sister Ting's contracted anchor; her network is equally strong."

"Everyone, type 'network' on the public screen."

"Huihui, charge bravely; going viral starts now!"

Lu Liang's big face appeared in the live room, originally with only a few hundred viewers, immediately skyrocketing, breaking through a thousand, then ten thousand.

Lu Liang saw it and cheerfully waved at the camera: "Hello, everyone, I'm Lu Liang. I'm currently at the Dome in Detroit, and the American Tianshu will be released soon. I hope everyone can show their support."

The atmosphere in the live room was originally harmonious, but when Lu Liang said this, the netizens suddenly got angry: "You still have the face to make an American version? The national version requires a five-month waiting list to get a car, did you know?"

People watching the live stream generally fell into three categories: the bystanders, those who wanted to watch the concert for free, and domestic pre-ordered Tianshu car owners who wanted to know the differences between the American and national versions.

If the American Tianshu's specs and parameters were significantly ahead of the national version, they would definitely flip tables showing Lu Liang what they thought.

The screen was full of comments asking, "Where's your face?"

Ma Xiaohui broke into a sweat, feeling like she was here to incite rebellion, suddenly feeling immense pressure.

Fortunately, Lu Liang did not blame her; he smiled at the camera and said, "I can understand the feelings of all you bosses, so we have been striving to increase production capacity. In August and September, the capacity at Su City Tianxing Park will increase to 21,000 and 28,000 respectively.

We will definitely deliver your beloved cars to you as soon as possible, and really hope everyone can be a bit more patient, can't thank you enough."

Humble Little Lu, pleading for forgiveness online.

A magnificent billionaire saying such things calmed most of the anger.

Next, the live room turned into a little lecture hall where Lu Liang answered everything.

Whatever he could say, he told truthfully.

For example, if he was the mysterious East Country tycoon.

"If I said the mysterious person is Panda's Mr. Wang, would you believe it?"

As expected, the screen was full of disbelief comments.

Some even guessed Lu Liang's intention that even if it was indeed Little Wang, it was definitely an action suggested by Lu Liang.

Lu Liang was amused and speechless: "Then you can just assume it's me, but remember one thing, gambling is never advisable. The banker never loses, winning now is just part of the process; losing everything is every gambler's outcome."

"Do you know why the odds of gambling change? It's all calculated by systems ensuring the market maker doesn't lose money beforehand."

"You think it's probability theory, but it's actually statistics, so take my advice: not gambling is winning."

The release event hadn't started yet, so Lu Liang, out of boredom, started revealing some hidden rules of the gambling industry.

He spoke candidly about money and even mentioned the names of several gambling companies, ignoring the moderator's warnings.

The aggrieved moderator could only keep spamming pitiful emoticons, hoping to catch Lu Liang's attention, begging him to stop or his bonuses would all be deducted.

The once almighty moderator had suddenly turned into a weak and helpless pity, successfully attracting the attention of netizens.

"Xiaochao, why don't you quickly serve Liangzi a cappuccino? Don't you know he's been talking for so long, his mouth is dry?"

"In principle, the live room isn't supposed to talk about such blatant and opportunistic content, but now the principle is sitting right in front of the camera."

"Xiaochao, just give in."

The live room turned into a sea of joy, with netizens turning into miscreants, teasing the Douyin moderator.

At that moment, a powerful female soprano voice filled the live room.

Lu Liang turned his head and saw that unknowingly, the massive venue had filled with people, and Beyoncé was opening the release event with one of her famous songs.

"Everyone, let's end it here today and not disturb you from watching the concert."

Lu Liang waved his hand and called Xu Jiawei to take Ma Xiaohui to the official live broadcast area on the second floor.

There had a good view, accessible audio to the live broadcast room, and no noisy background sound, enjoying equal treatment as official live broadcasts.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Ma Xiaohui glanced at her follower count, quickly bowing in thanks, unable to hide her excitement in her eyes.

Lu Liang chatted in her live room for just half an hour, and her follower count shot up.

It had surged from 90,000 to 920,000 and was still rapidly increasing. It would undoubtedly reach a million today.

"Go ahead."

Lu Liang waved her off, walked to the stands, leaned on the railing, and quietly enjoyed this unique new car release event.