After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future
Chapter 579: Rivals Are Enemies

"In the future, try to go to faraway places less often."

"Life like this, daytime doesn’t feel like daytime, nighttime doesn’t feel like nighttime."

At Tokyo Haneda Airport, Lu Liang looked at the sunset in the sky and couldn’t help but sigh.

He had just slept for over seven hours on the plane, and six hours later, he might not be able to fall asleep again.

"Mr. Lu, farewell for now, see you back home."

After leaving the plane and arriving at the terminal, Cheng Wei and Li Bing planned to board connecting flights to Beijing and Modu respectively.

Having come out once to return, both are CEOs of companies listed in the United States, with personal wealth exceeding the two billion mark.

Although DiDi’s market value is high, it was Cheng Wei’s first entrepreneurship, starting with little capital, leading to Liu Qing taking control.

In contrast, Li Bing, although NIO’s market value is low, it was his second venture, beginning with more capital, so he holds more equity.

If not considering the impact of the companies, on social status and wealth, they are almost neck and neck.

"Farewell for now."

After saying goodbye to the two, Lu Liang walked toward the pickup area.

Wen Chao was holding a very noticeable greeting sign, and he walked over with a smile, "How have things been lately?"

"Not particularly well," Wen Chao said with a wry smile, as Bitcoin is an unreasonable market.

It can skyrocket when rising, and plummet for months when falling.

It’s been falling continuously, not knowing when it will bottom out.

Since December 17 of last year, when Bitcoin broke through the twenty thousand dollar mark in one fell swoop, it halved on the same day, fell for several months, and now the price has returned to over four thousand US dollars.

The only good news is that they are still far from their cost line, and by continuously replenishing, they now hold a total of 1.85 million Bitcoins.

Out of a total of 21 million, their holdings exceed 9%.

If counting the more than three million Bitcoins yet to be mined, their holding ratio surpasses 10%.

"That’s pretty good," Lu Liang said with a slight smile, not with the intent of teasing, genuinely feeling it’s quite good.

[On December 31, 2020, Bitcoin created another historical high, surpassing thirty thousand US dollars]

Who would have thought, the market cleansing lasted for three years.

The initial speculation was indeed correct; the United States has significant schemes regarding Bitcoin.

This information also solidified Lu Liang’s conviction.

Since he was squeezed onto the poker table, he will stick around no matter what, even if Jesus comes, it won’t work.

After leaving the airport, the two went to the company.

"Mr. Lu, long time no see."

"Mr. Ota, how have you been lately?"

Perhaps it was just Lu Liang’s perception,

But he felt Mr. Ota had aged considerably over the few months away.

Previously, although there weren’t many, his glossy black hair now appeared dull and lackluster.

Mr. Ota was moved, surprised that Lu Liang remembered such details so clearly, he lamented, "After all, I’ve aged."

At the beginning of the year, he had just celebrated his fifty-fifth birthday, as if within just a few days, his hair started turning grey.

Human aging isn’t a gradual process; a threshold is suddenly triggered at some moment, and then you age.

Lu Liang was silent for a moment and then smiled, "Mr. Ota, let’s talk about this again in twenty years."

If a typical elderly person in the country said this, he would believe it,

But hearing it from Mr. Ota, one should just listen.

Moreover, they were still in Neon, where eighty-year-old taxi drivers are common, and at fifty-five, one is definitely considered youthful and strong.

Mr. Ota awkwardly laughed and effortlessly changed the subject, "Mr. Lu, how long do you plan to stay in Tokyo this time?"

"Just one night, heading back tomorrow."

Lu Liang frowned slightly, as in these few days he spent in New York, things weren’t exactly peaceful back home.

Just now, Wang Chuting sent him a message saying she just finished the interview with Lei Jun. As he had guessed, Xiaomi is unwilling to just support Jihu, and plans to enter the car manufacturing industry themselves.

Lei Jun used Wang Chuting’s account to voice his intentions, planning to hold a special press conference tomorrow.

The timing was very cleverly chosen, at eight in the evening, just right for when their documentary’s lower part is updated.

Clearly, they don’t want them to have the spotlight, so they want to interrupt the momentum a bit.

Peers are enemies, friendly competitors are idiots.

These two sentences are worth any enterprise keeping in mind.

Because today one might trip someone up, and tomorrow lessen a strong competitor.

The chain reaction is unpredictable,

So if there’s a chance to hassle your friendly competitor, don’t miss it.

"Wishing the new car sells well."

Ota Ling knew Lu Liang had been very busy recently, so he didn’t insist on staying long. They chose places nearby for dinner.

During the meal, he sincerely said, "Mr. Lu, if Tianxing plans to enter Neon, please be sure to let Mitsui Sumitomo help and contribute a humble effort."

"Of course." Lu Liang nodded.

Although Korea loves gasoline cars, and Hyundai cars are prevalent, not to mention Neon, where Toyota and Honda cars dominate the world.

The two countries also tacitly develop hydrogen energy, aiming to monopolize technological patents to achieve their national dreams.

But there are always exceptions, like Lu Liang, who is the exception.

Lu Liang once had a Twitter account, but after being banned for 72 hours, he never logged in again.

For two years, not a single post was updated, but the number of followers had already surpassed 20 million.

As one of the top three post-85s globally, he has repeatedly frustrated Wall Street, compelling them to invite him to join instead.

Lu Liang has fans in every country in the world, and the more developed the country, the more fans he has.

Especially in Korea, where the bigger the gambling spirit, the more they believe in some strange things.

For example, before playing the stock or currency markets, they would first admire his magnificent face.

For instance, whether to buy or sell today feels akin to dropping a sacred cup in front of the statue of Guan Yu.

Since they love him so much, Lu Liang loves them back and is willing to recommend good things to them.

Moreover, if domestic electric cars can go overseas, it could shatter some people’s stereotypes.

After all, many times, it’s not considered good if their own people say so; it must be recognized by foreigners to truly be considered good.

They long for it desperately, even humbly, hoping for foreign recognition.

As night fell, Ota Ling said a new club had opened nearby and asked if Lu Liang was interested in checking it out.

Lu Liang shook his head and politely declined, "Next time. After all, since I’m here in Tokyo, I should first go back ’home’."

"Yes, yes, yes, you should first go home and have a look." Ota Ling smiled with eyes squinting, echoing repeatedly.

As long as Lu Liang feels that he still has a home in Tokyo, that’s enough.

A home is like roots, even if you return only once a year.

Ota Ling no longer has to worry that Lu Liang will gradually sever his ties with Tokyo.

"Take care, Mr. Ota."

Watching the other person leave, Lu Liang’s lips curled up. He didn’t want Ota Ling always worrying he was like a kite with a broken string.

However, it had been a while since he had been here, and he felt nostalgic: "Let’s go to Roppongi’s Kanzaki."

Meanwhile, at Kanzaki Apartment.

Sakurada Miyuki put on new clothes, jeans, a T-shirt, full of youthful exuberance and vitality like a university student.

Erii was also checking the corners of the house, afraid that those places were not clean, even wiping the leaves of the green plants by the window with a towel.

"Mom, will Ojisan come?" Sakurada Miyuki lay on the sofa, resting her chin on her palms, unable to stop confirming.

Mom glared at her and said exasperatedly, "How many times have I told you not to call Mr. Lu Ojisan."

"I will call him that, I will."

Sakurada Miyuki wrinkled her nose, looking proud and hummed, "Mom, you don’t understand, it’s my affectionate name for him."

Since the 1980s, young woman-older man romantic genres have been popular in Neon dramas, where recently graduated female university students fall in love with mature and steady older men.

This clearly depicted her and Lu Liang.

Therefore, she liked watching them, even projecting herself as the female protagonist and imagining the male lead as Lu Liang, filling the sweet moments their love story lacked.

"You understand indeed." Erii patted her little head, smiling full of affection. Her daughter was naturally lively and mischievous, only suppressed by family changes.

Now, back to how she used to be, Erii felt comforted and grateful. If not for Lu Liang, she dared not imagine their fate.

"Mr. Lu should be back later. He just arrived in Tokyo and should have some business duties and meet some friends."

Erii glanced at the time, already past nine o’clock, so she told Miyuki, "Why don’t you take a bath and rest, Mr. Lu might not return until late at night."

"No, I already asked for a leave from school tomorrow; it’s okay if I wait till dawn tonight."

Miyuki’s cheeks blushed; she wanted to bathe with Lu Liang, help him wash his back; if she bathed first, it felt like betrayal.

"I really can’t do anything about you." Erii chuckled; seizing the moment, she took her daughter into the kitchen to teach her how to heat up the dishes and soup.

She had already prepared semi-finished meals and considered what to do if Lu Liang was hungry and what to do if he drank.

Having prepared everything, Erii seriously told her daughter, "Miyuki, mom is going to rest now; when Mr. Lu comes back, greet him for me and tell him you made these dishes because you helped."

In another year, when her daughter graduates, she would also return to her hometown. It was what she promised Lu Liang because being reliant is better for control.

She planned to teach her daughter how to please Lu Liang step by step; beauty is just temporary.

To be sustainable, you must take care of everything so that when Lu Liang comes to them, he feels like home.

However, this is only for outstanding men.

If a man’s conditions are not excellent, and the woman is so good to him, he easily becomes inferior, leading to family conflicts.

But Lu Liang obviously would not.