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

Next day at nine in the morning, Wanda Ru Hua Hotel.

The entrance of the hotel was bustling with people, a glance revealed the industry leaders who are usually elusive.

The summit is jointly organized by the Yabuli Entrepreneur Forum and the Modu Financial Industry Association, and hosted by Fuxing Group.

"That's Mr. Guo from Fuxing, Mr. Ma's benefactor, who invested in Alibaba before it went public, a leader among leaders."

An experienced journalist sternly warned the intern journalist beside him, his expression extremely serious and earnest.

In such an important occasion today, normally he would never bring a newcomer, because in case of an accident, it could directly ruin his career. But for various reasons... so don't cause any trouble for him.

"Remember, don't judge by appearance." The old journalist advised kindly, while the young journalist chuckled: "Uncle, then who is more impressive, Mr. Guo or Mr. Lu from Tianxing?"

The old journalist was silent for a moment, then softly said: "Mr. Lu started his business not long ago, but now he's on the same level as Mr. Ma from Alibaba, not just in wealth, but in status too, even at the national strategic level, he might be above Mr. Ma."

He didn't deliberately belittle Guo Changguang, but given the previous statement, Mr. Guo's most notable accomplishment is being Mr. Ma's benefactor, which already sets them apart.

The young journalist discerned the implied meaning, her eyes sparkled like stars: "Uncle, will Mr. Lu be here today?"

She had already informed her friends in the group that she's going to interview Lu Liang today, if she can't, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

"Such an occasion, how could he not be here? Just don't cause trouble for me when the time comes." The old journalist warned again.

"Got it." The young journalist was absent-minded, her attention suddenly drawn to a green-plated car in front.

In such an occasion, someone drives an electric car here, she just had a thought, could it be…

Before she could snap back to reality, seasoned pros had already taken action swiftly, some were clicking shutters, some squeezed forward.

"Why is it suddenly so noisy?"

Having just reached the entrance, a friend chatting with Guo Changguang heard the commotion behind, showing displeasure on his face.

Old Guo looked towards the sound, saw a hint of purple, and the 'little bump' only equipped on autonomous cars, otherwise known as lidar.

He chuckled: "Besides, Lu Liang, who else could it be?"

Few entrepreneurs ride electric cars domestically, after all, they still trust the traditional internal combustion engine more.

Driving a sports car, and a flashy purple one at that, capable of causing a sensation, could be none other than Lu Liang.

His friend was surprised, his displeasure suddenly dissipated, merely curious: "Why is Mr. Lu here at this time?"

The first public meeting was scheduled at ten thirty, the conference starts at ten, the bigger the shot, the later they should arrive.

Guo Changguang smiled indifferently: "I reckon he got bored at the company, came early to look around and chat."

His friend clicked his tongue: "Is that possible?"

"Others may not, but for him, it's possible." Guo Changguang has interacted with Lu Liang quite a bit and knows him fairly well.

Many times, Lu Liang's erratic actions may just be impulsive, if he becomes quiet, that's the time to worry.

It's said that the dog that bites doesn't bark, if Lu Liang is quiet, he's definitely up to something.

"Hello everyone, have you had breakfast?"

Lu Liang stepped out from the driver's seat, escorted by security, with a smile, joking as he walked: "Not bad, this time you all guessed right, no one was wildly snapping the rear passenger door."

As soon as he spoke, laughter erupted from the crowd, remembering the last time.

It was the same car, but during its first appearance, everyone thought Lu Liang was seated in the rear boss seat.

But he stepped out from the driver's seat, resulting in over ten cameras failing to capture his face.

Lu Liang waved ahead to Guo Changguang, greeting him, then abruptly halted.

He took out his phone, grinning: "Looks like it's still early, how about I demonstrate a new feature of our assistance system for everyone?"

Saying that, Lu Liang stopped the valet who was about to park the car.

The next moment, his voice came from inside the car: "Everyone, please make way, I'm going to park."

Only to see Tianshu's double flash lights suddenly turn on, with no one in the driver's seat yet it started, drove away from the hotel entrance, detected a parking space on the right side, in merely thirty seconds and using just four steps, smoothly reversed the vehicle into the spot.

This morning, Tianxing OS updated again, introducing remote unmanned parking and algorithm optimization among other new features.

Previously, although there was also automatic parking functionality, it was criticized by owners for parking algorithms being too formulaic.

Despite leaving ample space for parking, it still had to adjust left and right to find the right angle before reversing in.

Just parking, taking at least a minute, up to three or four minutes in some cases, wasted too much time, leading to very few people using it.

Thus this time, they launched the remote parking feature, optimizing algorithms on the previous basis.

Removing cumbersome formulas, choosing the optimal angle, even when faced with very complex road conditions, as long as parking was theoretically possible, if unhampered, reducing parking time to under 90 seconds.

Lu Liang was suddenly puzzled, although the entrance of the Ruixing Hotel was spacious, there were also many people.

In merely thirty seconds it managed to park smoothly, why wasn't there even a bit of cheering?

He looked up and found that few were focused on the vehicle's performance, instead, everyone's camera was aimed at him.

Lu Liang clicked his tongue, displeasure written all over his face: "Alright, bye now, will catch up later."

He left in a huff, like an angry child, leaving behind a ripple of laughter.

"Mr. Lu, is way too cute."

The young journalist laughed heartily, she seemed to foresee yet another expression sticker going viral online.

Meanwhile, seeing Lu Liang's performance end, Guo Changguang quickened his steps, teasing with a smile: "Mr. Lu, seemed like the performance didn't match expectations?"

He squinted his eyes with a smile, sometimes, Lu Liang truly resembled a child, having just got a new toy, impatiently showcasing it.

Lu Liang sighed deeply: "People today are too superficial, it's just a façade, just being a bit handsome, what's there to focus on?"

Guo Changguang was taken aback while smiling: "Decent-looking, but also pretty thick-skinned."

"Heading inside now, won't cause any more trouble at the entrance."

Lu Liang greeted the few people at the entrance, led by the staff to the circular hall in B Room.

It could accommodate around three to four hundred people, but it was still early, lots of attendees, yet Lu Liang didn't recognize most.

"Good morning, Mr. Lu." Lu Liang didn't know them, but they all knew him.

Each one stood straight up as if seeing their own leader, smiling and greeting.

"Good to see you all." Lu Liang nodded slightly, just about to head to his seat to daze off.

Old Ma's voice came from behind: "Why are you here so early too?"

Lu Liang turned to look, smiling: "Afraid you'd be lonely, hence came early to chat with you."

"If only it were true." Old Ma laughed heartily, casting a somewhat disdainful look at Lu Liang.

This shameless one, clearly here to promote his product, Old Ma just saw it, yet still fibbing.

The two chatted and laughed, arrived at their seats, both were in the first row in front of the podium, only separated by one seat.

"I just returned from Tokyo, heard you're planning to acquire Fuji Television?" Old Ma crossed his legs, propping his chin with one hand.

His small stature just fits perfectly.

The soles of both of his feet could smoothly face downward, unlike Lu Liang who although crossed, needed to press down, otherwise the soles face towards people, appearing impolite.

"Indeed, there's some interest, the Neon's wireless stations have quite a viewership, conveniently Xingheng's accounts have some spare cash."

Lu Liang chatted nonchalantly with Old Ma, who seemed quite interested in his ventures in Neon.

Discussed from Fuji TV's entertainment industry to financial banking industry.

Old Ma spoke, quietly observing Lu Liang's reaction: "I heard that someone has been in contact with Murakami Bank."

"Mr. Ma, your information is really up-to-date."

Lu Liang suddenly squinted his eyes, because this bank was only mentioned by Wen Chao last night.

Similar to Delimei Bank in New York, both are comprehensive small and medium-sized banks.

But due to various reasons, had to file for bankruptcy.

Besides Murakami Bank, there's Kyushu Bank, and Waseda Bank, currently being considered as targets.

Just started contact, no determination yet on which bank to initiate acquisition.

"Mr. Lu, I mean no harm, just perhaps we could have an in-depth collaboration on this aspect." Old Ma quickly explained, afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstanding.

Both Alipay and Net Merchant Bank operate online, but it doesn't mean he's uninterested in offline banks, it's just within the country, they can only develop online banks.

This time heading to Tokyo aims to invest in several Tokyo banks, and integrate with Alipay, assisting them to develop online business.

Happened to meet with Muraoka Santong, just Murakami Bank was too small in scale, Old Ma had no interest.

To elevate its bargaining power, they specifically mentioned Xingheng Investment as leverage.

"Mr. Ma, how do you plan to collaborate?"

Lu Liang realized it, no longer delving deeper into this topic.

Clearly unlike Thomas of Delimei Bank, Muraoka Santong of Muraoka Commercial Bank has yet to surrender, nor does he wish for his industry to be acquired just like that.