After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 207 - 206: Just Making a Friend

"64 choose 50."

Every time it came to this, Lu Liang would get a headache. It was supposed to be random, but it couldn't really be random.

He had to categorize based on the closeness of relationships and the magnitude of influence. Lu Liang personally got three shares, Little Wang got five, and Old Meng got four.

As the first tier, Little Wang was a relative, Old Meng was a promise, followed by State-owned Xiao Xin's ten shares.

Shen Peng, Zhu Hu, and Guo Changguang each had their five shares cut down to two. Lei Jun and Daqiangzi's five shares were also reduced to two.

Xu Xiaojun also received two shares. Although he hadn't slept with his sister and couldn't become family through marriage, everyone was still friends.

Little Superman represented the three families from Xiangjiang, Li Guo Zheng, and was the first to support Lu Liang's management fee increase, so their ten shares couldn't be reduced.

The remaining six shares were allocated to a few new friends like Ningde's Old Zeng, Hengtai Xu, and Baidu's Old Li.

Zeng Minqun temporarily held 23.22% of Ningde's shares, and no matter how diluted the shares became, he would still be a future billionaire.

Old Xu personally called, expressing his long-standing admiration for Lu Liang, and mentioned he owned a dance troupe renowned for its elegant choreography.

Lu Liang wanted nothing more than to make a friend.

Even though Baidu's Old Li had seen a severe dip in stock price early in the year due to the Putian hospital scandal, damaging his reputation significantly,

Li Jiahui and Yang Zhenyuan had mentioned that Baidu's computer research team was among the top five in the country.

Among the original BAT internet giants, Baidu was ranked first and had deep foundations and substantial investments.

Thus, Lu Liang planned to first befriend Old Li, then find a time to visit their company.

From the afternoon until late into the night, he meticulously picked fifty shares. Although it wasn't absolutely fair, it was relatively fair.

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In the end, Lu Liang also made a bonus distribution plan, since there was still US$73.05 million in tax credit quota. It couldn't all go to charity without remembering his own employees.

Ensuring his interests were unharmed, he always chose relations over logic.

In the trading room, each of the eighteen people received a minimum of one million in bonus, and the salary for all employees including janitors was increased by 50%.

"Tomorrow, go and get Mr. Tang's signature."

Lu Liang handed the plan to Wen Chao, packed up his things, and left the office, suddenly noticing Chen Jinchun still at her workstation.

"Why haven't you left work yet? What are you doing in the office at this hour?" He glanced at his watch – it was 10:20 pm.

Chen Jinchun, with a dazed expression and slow to react like a student daydreaming in class, hurriedly stood up, pointing at the screen, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Yang asked me to help with a live broadcast."

Lu Liang suddenly realized, recalling Douyin's last financing, Yang Zhenyuan seemed to have mentioned launching a live broadcast feature.

Perhaps this was why Little Wang felt a sense of crisis, continuously trying to collude with Old Jia to harvest retail investors in the secondary market, though Lu Liang had stopped them.

After all, with Douyin's users having surpassed 80 million with extremely high user stickiness, since entering the live broadcasting field, the leading live broadcast platforms all cried wolf.

Lu Liang walked over, avoiding the camera, and saw the live room had tens of thousands of users, the screen filled with comments.

"Xiao Chen, how could you speak ill of Mr. Lu?"

"Xiao Chen, it's better not to go solo; jobs are hard to find these days."

Chen Jinchun, on the verge of tears and feeling aggrieved, said, "Mr. Lu, they are slandering me; I really didn't say anything."

Lu Liang chuckled, not taking the matter to heart, "Don't work too late, go back and rest earlier."

With that, he left, with Chen Jinchun watching until Lu Liang's figure disappeared at the end of the hallway.

She plopped down into her chair, her face full of resentment, "I'm so mad, almost lost my job, I'm going to end the stream."

"Xiao Chen, chat for a bit longer, didn't we agree on 11:00?"

The online audience pleaded, her expression as doughy as ever, now even more so.

Through this incident, they could see that Chen Jinchun wasn't feigning innocence, she genuinely was.

They were now curious about more things, how one of the top VCs in the country could tolerate such a naïve sweet girl.

After all, Lu Liang was a financial magnate, unlikely to have such an odd taste to favor a cute-faced girl.

"You are the naïve ones."

Chen Jinchun, annoyed, took out her work badge, covering all information except her work number.

"Open your eyes wide and see clearly, I am 003, 001 is our Mr. Lu, that's the real value."

She spoke with pride, strictly speaking, her number should have been 002, but since Tang Caide had helped her during the hiring process, she ended up with 003.

Chen Jinchun intended to end the broadcast, but gradually got distracted by the audience's comments, "Does Mr. Lu work this late every day?"

"Pretty much, this time is still considered early; pulling all-nighters is quite common, given he has to manage such a large company."

"Is Mr. Lu good looking?" Chen Jinchun fell into a deep thought, then suddenly realized, "Don't ask—it's Daniel Wu."

"Does Mr. Lu have a girlfriend? Hey hey hey, can you guys stop screwing me over? I really need to get off work..."

Leaving the company,

Lu Liang headed to the She Mountain villa area on the outskirts of Modu.

Li Manli had recently become obsessed with pesticides and couldn't pull herself away even at eleven at night, still live streaming and playing games.

Suddenly, she received a text message from Lu Liang and decisively unplugged the power to end the broadcast, "Power outage, see you tomorrow."

Dressed in silky pajamas, like a little duck, she quickly rushed out of the room headfirst.

At the doorway, seeing Lu Liang, her eyes were like crescents, squinting slightly, "Liang, why did you come over tonight?"

Li Manli leapt up and jumped onto Lu Liang's back, wrapping her arms around his neck, cheek to cheek, the joy apparent on her face.

The last time he had come over was last year when he helped her rent this studio, and he hadn't come since then.

"I missed you and wanted to come see you," Lu Liang said with a gentle laugh, his hands supporting her buttocks as they strolled leisurely through the villa area.

"Me too," Li Manli said with a beaming smile, biting him hard—kissing couldn't express her joy enough.

Then, she got a solid slap on the butt.

Lu Liang looked at her disapprovingly, "Thinking of it again?"

He still remembered last time, his arms and back scratched with more than a dozen marks, which took two days to fade.

"I didn't use much force this time," Li Manli said sheepishly.

Suddenly, she realized that Lu Liang seemed to be purposefully walking through the villa area, "Liang, where are we going?"

"To find a place to sell you," Lu Liang joked, still carrying Li Manli, treating her 96 pounds as weight training.

"Don't~"

Li Manli squinted her eyes, lying on Lu Liang's back, her lightly swinging legs, and sandals that could fall off at any moment all conveyed her inner joy.

In the late night and the cool breeze, Lu Liang carrying her around the sparsely populated villa area was a kind of romantic gesture.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, they arrived at a brightly lit villa entrance. Lu Liang entered the password and unlocked the security lock.

Li Manli's eyes widened in surprise, speechless, "Liang, did you just buy this house?"

"Smart, from now on you'll move here to live stream," Lu Liang said, nodding with a smile.

Su Wanyu has one, and Li Manli should have one too; he couldn't play favorites.

Suddenly, Li Manli fell silent, not uttering a word for a long time. Lu Liang looked back and saw the tear shimmer in her eyes.

Lu Liang placed her on the table, looking straight into her eyes with a smile, "What's the matter? Aren't you happy?"

Li Manli hastily shook her head, her tears falling, filled with hope, "Liang, will this place be our home from now on?"

Before the New Year, she had argued with her dad and hadn't gone home during the Spring Festival. For five whole months, her family hadn't called her once, as if she didn't exist.

A few days ago, she couldn't help but call her mom under the pretense of sending money, but once her dad found out, he scolded her harshly again.

The words were hurtful, his temperament as foul and unyielding as stones in a toilet pit, even preferring rumors to spending time trying to understand the industry she worked in.

There's nothing more devastating than depression.

She knew, she no longer had a home.

"Of course, otherwise why would I buy it?"

Lu Liang smiled warmly, wiping Li Manli's tears, "This will be our home from now on."

The moment he finished speaking, her red lips met his, and he could even taste a few salty tears, "Don't cry, you still have me."

Li Manli nodded firmly, her expression serious, "The whole world can abandon me, but as long as you don't give up on me, I have the whole world."

"Let's go upstairs and take a look."

Lu Liang caressed her hair, and the two went to the rooms upstairs, spanning three floors and covering 328 square meters.

"This master bedroom will be our room, and this secondary bedroom will be our future baby's room."

Li Manli's face was filled with anticipation, tirelessly roaming from room to room, already imagining their wonderful future life.

Lu Liang said with a light laugh, "Let's go back for now. I just bought it, it hasn't been set up yet; from now on, I'll leave its arrangement to you."

"Okay~"

Li Manli, holding onto Lu Liang's arm, looked back three times with every step, reluctant to leave their home.