After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 98: New Energy Index

[September 18th, the new energy index at 2985 points]

"What is happening here, it's risen more than double in just over half a month."

Liang pulled up the new energy index and was immediately astonished.

As of the last trading day, the new energy index had only been at 1458 points, comprised of 54 stocks with a total market capitalization of 785.3 billion RMB.

Theoretically, if the index doubled, it meant the market value of all 54 constituent stocks doubled as well.

Liang didn't dare to imagine how significant the positive news must be to cause such a skyrocketing scenario.

At the beginning of the year, even the buoyant Big A's Shanghai Stock Exchange Index had only risen to 5178 points, an increase of less than 2000 points.

From 1458 points, the new energy index,

in just 26 days, shot straight up to 2985 points.

"SAIC, Yutong, BYD, LeEco, Zhongtong, Guangqi."

Liang picked from among the 54 constituent stocks, tentatively selecting six stocks, planning to ask Wen Chao to investigate tomorrow, to distinguish the substantive ones from the mere names.

A doubling of the index was not merely a case of sitting around and dividing the cake; gains would not be distributed evenly across each stock, but there would surely be some with larger rises, some with lesser, and even some that could carve out their own independent downward trends.

Selecting several more, maybe he could pick the industry leaders and achieve three to five times, or even greater price increases.

Liang picked up his phone and dialed Old Meng, not caring that it was now past four in the morning.

Meng Changkun struggled out of bed, coughed a few times to clear his throat: "Approved, at the earliest it would be next Tuesday."

"I have about 21 subscription intentions on my side, you should ask Little Wang, see how many he has."

He admired Lu's foresight somewhat; a private equity fund of one hundred million dollars was, it must be said, just right.

Although Lu had a well-known reputation and had achieved results, the only person who had profited with Lu so far was only Meng Changkun himself.

Businesspeople are cautious by nature, not casting their nets without seeing the rabbit first, unsure if this was just two men setting a trap, a lure to draw them in. So even billionaires with ten billion net worth were reluctant to invest more in ambiguous circumstances.

One subscription required two million US dollars, equivalent to over twelve million RMB, not an insignificant amount. Most were symbolically subscribing for one or two shares, intending to test the waters with Lu.

Of Meng Changkun's 21 expressions of interest, seven belonged to him personally, leaving only 14 real subscriptions.

"I know, you should get some rest early."

After ending the call with Meng Changkun, Liang made a call to Little Wang to understand his situation.

Little Wang was still awake, answering the phone immediately.

Upon learning of Liang's purpose, he started to curse, "That bunch of bastards, talking all nicely, but when it comes to money, barely a few have the cash."

"Now you know how extensive your network really is," Liang said with a smile, jokingly teasing.

"Give me a few more days, I'll make a trip to Beijing, I should be able to get 30 subscriptions," Wang Xiaocong said.

"How many do you have now?" asked Liang.

"13, no, 15."

"How many exactly?"

"Let's just say 13."

Wang Xiaocong had originally intended to subscribe for two more to make it ten, but suddenly remembered he had ordered a sports car and could no longer afford it.

He had received five subscriptions on top of the eight he subscribed for himself, with two coming from his mother and one from his uncle.

A bunch of fair-weather friends, after all their contributions, only managed to scrape together two shares in total, which left him extremely dejected.

"Old Meng has 21 shares," Liang teased with a smile, wanting Little Wang to see his own worth through this.

Without Old Wang, he was nothing. For future references, when Liang called Little Wang, he'd better answer promptly and act the part of an obedient mascot.

Wang Xiaocong felt angered but also helpless: "Only 34 subscriptions and we're still short 32 million US dollars. What are you going to do?"

"It's just a little over 200 million, I will cover it all."

Liang didn't want to wait any longer. The market could move at any time, and by Tuesday when the private equity was approved, he wanted to see the funds in the account.

"The funds will arrive on Tuesday, but the key point is, do you really want to subscribe to 16 shares by yourself?"

Wang Xiaocong was astonished, as both were not small amounts.

Liang laughed with squinted eyes, "Little Wang, broaden your perspective. It's only 32 million US Dollars, as if nobody can afford it."

Wang Xiaocong felt a surge of frustration stuck in his chest and gritted his teeth, "Still working so late, be careful not to drop dead, I'm telling you."

"You're getting flustered, you've broken down, you've even started attacking me personally," Liang teased with a laugh, in a pretty good mood.

"Heh, I'm off to sleep."

As the dial tone came through the phone, Lu Liang's mouth curled into a smile, looking out the window to see the sky turning the pale color of fish bellies.

There was a light knock on the door, sneaky like a thief. Li Manli asked in a hushed voice, "Liang, have you gone to bed?"

Lu Liang went over to open the door and saw Li Manli crouched down in a listening pose. Startled by the sudden opening of the door, she fell seated on the ground.

Liang laughed, "Even a mosquito is louder than you."

"I was afraid I'd wake you, so I didn't dare to disturb you," Li Manli giggled mischievously, sticking out her tongue like a well-behaved kitten.

"Let's go, let's take a walk outside."

"Yay~~"

They changed their clothes and took the hotel's cruise boat to Taihu Fairy Island to watch the sunrise.

With the dawn still not clear, mist spread over the lake surface, the hazy moisture felt on the face like a fine rain, refreshing and revitalizing.

Lu Liang stood at the bow, took a deep breath, feeling his lungs being moistened like dry earth receiving rain, and exhaled a long breath, as if dispersing the fatigue of an all-nighter.

It wasn't long before the cruise boat reached Taihu Fairy Island.

Gradually, the pale dawn in the east turned reddish, reflecting the waters of Taihu with sparkling waves, like a vast silver mirror.

Surrounded by mountains and endless white water, the scene was one that expanded the horizons of one's heart.

"This place is so beautiful." Li Manli was happy and jubilant like a child, running around and taking photos as keepsakes.

However, she knew that Lu Liang disliked having his full face photographed, so she discreetly snapped shots of his back, or his profile.

The summer sunrise was brief, and it took just over three minutes for the sun to rise from showing its tips over the small lotuses to fully emerging.

"Let's go back and get some sleep."

Liang yawned; after pulling an all-nighter, it was time to head back to the hotel to catch up on sleep, and decide where to go in the afternoon.

Manli hummed in agreement, her gaze wavering, her eyelids fighting a battle, long gone was the excitement from earlier.

She had driven for hours last night and played games for a few more, only to finally witness the long-anticipated sunrise over Taihu.

With that, the trip was complete,

The boat rocked gently, and with her head growing heavier, she eventually couldn't hold on and fell asleep against Lu Liang's shoulder.

Liang smiled gently, then held her in his arms to let her sleep more comfortably.

Over the weekend, they enjoyed themselves at Taihu until Sunday evening when they drove back to Modu.

...

Monday morning, Lu Liang and Tang Caidie went to the 32nd floor of the New International Building, with an available area of 3,800 square meters, almost one-third of the entire floor.

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The pioneering cleaning team had worked overtime all weekend and finally finished the last of the work.

The style of the office area leaned towards simple and modern, but every office was bare, without anything in it.

According to the original plan, the move was scheduled for the beginning of September, ten days later.

In the next ten days, they were to purchase office equipment, tables, chairs, arrange green plants, air purification, and more.

However, plans could not keep up with the changes, and Lu Liang hoped to start using the space sooner, otherwise, the private equity fund wouldn't have an office address.

Tang Caidie didn't know why Lu Liang was in such a hurry, but as the boss had requested, finding a solution was her problem.

After pondering for a moment, she proposed a solution, "Mr. Lu, why don't we do this: today, we purchase a few sets of office desks and chairs for a simple on-site setup, and then gradually fill in the rest later?"