After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 92: Three Hundred Million Savings, Reward with Several Sets of Houses

"Keeping it so low-key, don't you want to go bigger?"

Wang Xiaocong was surprised, one hundred million dollars was just over six hundred million RMB.

If Old Wang was willing to transfer the entire final payment, he could cover it all by himself.

The most deadly kind of showing off is the invisible kind; which good-hearted person would give their son five hundred million in cash to start a business?

Lu Liang had no strength left to complain, "Let's test the waters first, I also want to play with a few billion dollars, but someone has to invest, right?"

Little Wang looked disgusted and lectured, "Little Lu, you need to think bigger. Even if we three don't invest, one hundred million dollars divided into fifty shares isn't enough to go around."

Meng Changkun also stood by Little Wang's side, persuading, "Mr. Wang is right. We should at least aim for two hundred million dollars. That way we can all invest a little, and others will believe in it and follow suit."

"Just one hundred million for the first phase. We each take five shares. If you think the share is too little, I can let you have my five shares."

Lu Liang shook his head, his attitude very firm; the private equity scale of one hundred million dollars was the result of careful consideration.

His capital was too small, if the amount raised for the private equity was increased, the capital to follow suit would inevitably have to increase as well.

After all, five shares would require ten million dollars each; raising it to two hundred million dollars would mean ten or more shares.

Lu Liang had 310 million cash on hand, and there were too many things waiting to be paid for; funds should be spent where they're most needed.

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Moreover, he held a 60% stake, if he made a hundred million, he would get a cut of twelve million. The benefits should be given away.

Most importantly, Old Meng and Little Wang were standing together, a tendency that must be curbed; the company could only be commanded by him.

If you cede five cities today, you'll have to cede ten tomorrow. No matter how good the relationship with a business partner, one must be vigilant about this point.

Money can be made in lesser amounts, but sovereignty cannot be lost.

Meng Changkun squinted, fully aware of Lu Liang's concerns, and was the first to react, persuading Little Wang in return, "Let's just start with one hundred million then. After all, it's the first phase. If the feedback is good later, we can open another phase. We don't have to wait until next year."

Wang Xiaocong was straightforward and hadn't thought that much, nodding in agreement, "Lu, are you serious about giving up your five shares?"

Lu Liang smiled and nodded. Wang Xiaocong looked at Meng Changkun, "What about you, Old Meng, do you want them?"

Meng Changkun coughed a few times, "Uhm, well."

"Then it's two for you, three for me, no problem, right?"

Wang Xiaocong was very disdainful, annoyed with people like Old Meng who would hem and haw.

"Mr. Wang, whatever you decide is fine," Meng Changkun said with a smile.

"Tomorrow I'll have someone set up a subsidiary, subscribe to one hundred million, pay in ten million, with a distribution ratio of 622. As for subscription, I'll leave that up to you two, only recognizing money, not people."

Lu Liang revealed a smile and stood up to raise a glass, marking the occasion with a comma, and Wang and Meng also raised their glasses to drink together.

That night, the few of them inevitably went to the bar again, mainly because Little Wang liked it. The two resisted again and again, but it was hard to decline a hearty invitation.

The next day, Lu Liang withdrew all the funds from the account to clear it, and just as it reached his account, he received a call from President Liu at ICBC.

Through the phone, one could hear the sycophantic tone: "Mr. Lu, I just saw a transfer into your account of 16.2635 million dollars and 149 million RMB, are you operating it?"

"Right, I'll be going with Mr. Meng Changkun to make a visit, and while I'm there, I'll open a corporate account."

"Good, good, good, a friend just sent me a couple of two generations of mother bushes from Wuyi Mountain. I'll be waiting for the pleasure of your company."

Lu Liang chuckled and hung up the phone, and went with Meng Changkun to ICBC to complete the clearance of his account.

He transferred 93.1075 million directly to Meng Changkun from his account, opened a corporate account for Tianxing Asset Management Company, and clarified that it would be used for the general account of the private equity in the future.

President Liu nodded repeatedly, his face beaming with smiles, "I hear it's quite difficult to handle the procedures for private equity, do you need help?"

Meng Changkun had an ominous look in his eyes and coughed violently, "Old Liu, I'm still here; I'll handle this matter properly."

As a shareholder of the company, as well as the future general manager, he was obliged and had to handle this matter impeccably.

Lu Liang smiled, "Old Meng, President Liu, you guys talk, I have other things to attend to, so I'll leave first."

The three of them had already divided up the tasks last night; he was responsible for getting the money, Little Wang for fending off the bullies, and Old Meng for the everyday trivialities.

Each person had their duties; if Old Meng couldn't manage, even if Lu Liang was willing to bring him along, Little Wang wouldn't be pleased.

"Mr. Lu, let me see you out."

President Liu walked to the bank entrance, watching Lu Liang leave, and suddenly said, "There's a saying, 'The great roc rises with the wind in one day, soaring straight up ninety thousand miles'."

He turned to look at Meng Changkun and said with dissatisfaction, "Old Meng, you're really lucky."

The two were old friends; initially, one was just a regular loan officer at a bank, the other a common middleman.

Mutually supportive and beneficial, after more than a decade of struggle, one of them became the president of a bank, and the other a big boss.

Meng Changkun was smug, "I, Old Meng, have always been known for my keen eye. I've been telling you to join me in business, but you refused."

President Liu sneered, "If I had gone into business back in '08, you'd be long gone, and there wouldn't be a Mr. Meng today."

"Damn it, can we not always bring that up?"

"One should remember kindness for a thousand years, you should be grateful."

"Am I paying for tonight's fun?"

"That's more like it."

Meanwhile, Lu Liang drove away from the bank and headed to the real estate office downtown where he had worked for eight years.

From a distance, he saw a pretty girl by the roadside, playing with stones with her head down.

Lu Liang pulled up beside her, rolled down the window, and greeted her with a smile, "Xiaowen, long time no see."

When his assets broke one hundred million, he bought himself a car, and now that he had crossed three hundred million, it was time to buy a few properties.

So, the first person he thought of was Zhou Xiaowen, the apprentice he had trained personally. He remembered that when he quit, Xiaowen spoke up for him and ended up being scolded until she cried.

Zhou Xiaowen looked up with her big round eyes, hesitant to recognize him, "Lu?"

Lu Liang looked almost the same as before, just thinner, which made his features more prominent.

But it was his presence that had changed dramatically and was shocking.

She couldn't quite place the feeling.

It was like those big bosses who casually buy several houses, yet on closer inspection, it didn't quite match.

"How come? Don't tell me you don't recognize me after just six months?" Lu Liang smiled and gestured for her to get in, opening the car door.

"Not at all."

Hearing the familiar voice and tone, Xiaowen felt relieved and curiously surveyed the car's interior, "This car is pretty expensive, right?"

"Not bad, just a few million RMB," Lu Liang said as he drove towards University City, planning to buy a place near Tongji Campus.

Su Wanyu would be coming up after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Her small room reminded Lu Liang of his own early struggle in Modu. Although the past was worth reminiscing, it was nowhere near as happy as the present and not something to yearn for.

So Lu Liang planned to buy a place there and then use a little trick to convince Su Wanyu to move in.

He'd find excuses to stay over from time to time. With the rise in affection, getting to the next base would only be a matter of time.

"You're kidding me, it can't be that expensive." Xiaowen looked skeptical but still discreetly checked on her phone.

All of a sudden, her pupils dilated. Lu Liang asked with a smile, "Believe it now?"

"Lu, did you win the lottery?" Xiaowen was astounded.

"More or less."

"No wonder you fell out with Liu back then."

Having realized that he might have won the lottery, Xiaowen found it easier to accept. Just like her, she would sometimes buy a few tickets on her way home from work, hoping to strike it rich and achieve financial freedom.

Suddenly with a gleeful twinkle in her eye, Xiaowen said, "Lu, are you looking for me today to help me hit my sales target?"

"Not bad, you've made progress in six months, already taking the initiative to ask clients," Lu Liang said proudly.

"Oh, that's all thanks to the great teaching of my mentor."

Xiaowen was delighted. Lu Liang often used to call her slow, but now he finally complimented her.

"Help me check around Tongji Campus in University City to see if there are any properties for sale."

Hearing Lu Liang's request, Xiaowen opened the real estate app, which displayed all the property listings in Modu.

Different properties belonged to different real estate companies, but they could still visit the properties if they were interested.

However, a transaction would require paying an extra fee to the company that owned the listing, deducted from the agent's commission.

"What's the average price over there?" Lu Liang hadn't worked with clients in that area before and wasn't familiar with the prices.

"Last month's average selling price was 38,500 RMB per square meter. Lu, what price range are you looking at?"

"About ten million RMB."

"With ten million, you have a lot of options..."

Xiaowen suddenly froze, blinking her large eyes and becoming lost in thought, "Lu, what did you say?"

"Ten million, what about it?" Lu Liang asked with a smile, teasing his apprentice.

"Lu, are you the one who cleared the 320 million RMB jackpot?"

Xiaowen had been online, and she had heard of Lu Liang from private equity, but she never believed this Lu Liang was that Lu Liang.