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

Chapter 545: 540: Praising to death? Already in the heavens!

Author: After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future
updatedAt: 2025-07-06

Chapter 545: Chapter 540: Praising to death? Already in the heavens!

“Have you given up?”

“Looks like they have given up.”

It’s half-past one, half an hour after the market opened.

In the morning, Ningde Era made a colossal impact with a 40 billion turnover in two hours, but in the half hour after the market opened in the afternoon, the turnover was almost stagnant.

Even BYD, with a market value breaking 200 billion and 190 billion in circulating shares, had a turnover of less than five billion.

The market is scrambling to buy, with no one willing to sell.

“Maybe they’ve given up too quickly, could it be a feigned defeat, a sneak attack at the end of the trading day?”

Lu Liang rubbed his chin, feeling a bit unsatisfied. Although he knew going against the trend was unwise, he hoped that some reckless daredevil might continue the charge, allowing them to earn a little more.

Zhang Jing chuckled, “Even Ningde Era has made announcements, insurance, securities, and banks were lifted to drive the index, the market sentiment is already restored, and the cost of further crashing is too high.”

“Let’s wait and see for a while.”

Lu Liang raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and turned to instruct Xu Jiawei, “Book a flight after four to Beijing.”

Tomorrow is the 15th, DiDi will start their first roadshow in Beijing, and the day after, on the 16th, NIO will also begin their roadshow.

Cheng Wei and Li Bing are urging him to go there early, especially Li Bing, who even though is having leftovers, wants to eat with dignity.

He hopes Lu Liang will help connect them with some big spenders, like the Saudi Sovereign Fund.

The key is that Lu Liang has no choice but to lend a hand.

NIO has set their brand tone high, with their first supercar EP9, which hasn’t even been inspected, yet is fast, powerful, and breaking various records on the London track.

Their mass production model is the NIO ES8, an electric car costing over 400,000, with the standard model not even including the battery, completely following a high-end route.

Brand character is like a persona; once set, even if questioned externally, it must unwaveringly pursue its path.

Otherwise known as self-deception, Li Bing is currently in such a state, roaming boldly.

The next car aims directly at the higher market of seventy to eight hundred thousand, emphasizing that the current low sales are just a market issue.

Time will ultimately prove that NIO is worth it.

As a co-founder, Lu Liang wants to sell at a high point after listing, thus can only align by elevating NIO’s brand tone.

An hour and a half of trading time passed quietly without much fluctuation, indicating the bears had entirely given up.

“Block the next two days initially, then let outsiders in after the day after tomorrow, meanwhile, we can suitably release some shares.”

Lu Liang stretched lazily, gave some instructions, and prepared to leave for Puxin Airport.

Because they are sealing funds, they are the institution, and as long as they don’t withdraw orders, they are the highest priority traders.

Hence, in the upcoming days, they would alone enjoy the fruits of victory, until they’ve had enough, before inviting the outsiders for a sip of soup.

For those short-selling institutions seeking to repurchase stocks, their priority still ranks behind outsider speculators and retail investors.

Unless the market scenario is unfavorable, they would have to wait until Thursday or Friday, or perhaps Monday to repurchase stocks.

By then, they’d incur at least a 30%-40% loss.

In this market, winners brutally sweep up everything, while losers can only be collected post-mortem, and the timing of collection is decided by the winners.

Leaving the company, on the way to the airport, Lu Liang received a call from Ningde Old Zeng, “Mr. Lu, congratulations on another glorious achievement.”

“Mr. Zeng, what do you mean by that? I don’t quite understand.” Lu Liang chuckled with narrowed eyes.

He had no direct relation to the public offering, hence he wouldn’t admit that he was operating it these past few days.

Old Zeng chuckled, “Mr. Lu, you are at least the largest individual shareholder in Ningde, right?”

“That’s correct.” Lu Liang nodded with a smile.

Not only does the public offering hold a 10.16% stake in Ningde, but his wholly-owned investment company also holds a 10.664% stake.

Old Zeng coughed a few times, slightly rearranged his wording, striving to make his voice sound gentler.

He said, “Mr. Lu, the company has been short of development funds recently, next month we plan to raise funds by issuing shares again, and proceed with a 10 for 5 split to reduce the rights, the lower stock price will be more suitable for circulation. What do you think?”

Ningde Era is about to celebrate its first anniversary since listing, raising funds by issuing shares is planned, but rights reduction is a spontaneous idea.

Because currently, Lu Liang directly or indirectly holds 20.824% of Ningde Era’s equity, not too far from 33.4%, and seemingly not too far from 51% either.

Lu Liang indirectly holds 2% equity in DiDi, even pushed Liu Qing out, causing a huge stir within DiDi.

Imagine 20%, could ascend to new heights, though he claimed he wouldn’t intervene in Ningde Era, precautions are needed.

Many founders have been ousted after their enterprises grew large and strong, Old Zeng hopes not to follow in their footsteps.

After all, Lu Liang once publicly predicted that Ningde’s market value would surpass a trillion in a few years, now the progress bar has reached 16%.

A trillion market cap battery manufacturer, with Lu Liang being so optimistic about the new energy industry, it’s inevitable that greed might arise.

“No problem, you guys handle it, just send me a project proposal, I might not have time to visit.”

Lu Liang chuckled knowingly, aware that Old Zeng is guarding against him.

For he acted on DiDi,

Such matters either never occur or happen countless times.

Once occurred, past promises would be deemed insubstantial, thus, imposing restrictions on him is the best solution.

Lu Liang pondered briefly and added, “Mr. Zeng, it’s best to keep the news tight, so as not to waste this current momentum.”

“Maybe we can take advantage of this momentum and surge to a market value of 200 billion, by then, the funds raised would also be more.”

“I understand, I understand.”

Old Zeng nodded repeatedly, feeling a moment of relief.

Luckily Lu Liang seems uninterested in Ningde Era, but… it seems uncertain, so precaution is still necessary.

At five in the afternoon, Lu Liang boarded the flight to Beijing.

Meanwhile, Dragon and Tiger Lists from East Money and Tonghuashun were being updated.

Only then people realized how much funding Tianxing Public Offering had poured in to rescue the new energy sector and drive the market from low to high closing with a big increase.

Eighteen stocks, with a total purchase of 88.2 billion, can be said to be one institution carrying the sector forward.

“Impressive plus~”

“Heizi talks, Securities Commission stays silent, tomorrow seems like another feasting day.”

“Liangzi, Liangzi, love you to bits~”

“Congratulations, looks like when the fund’s net value updates shortly, it’ll bring a small gain.”

“Fellow fund investors, congrats too! Let’s eat meat and get rich together.”

Stock investors and fund investors rarely shook hands for peace, resembling a cliché of laughter dissolving past grievances.

The onlookers sighed, “Indeed, most problems in the world are money issues.”

“I’m new, just asking, is the bull market coming? How should I buy Lu Liang’s fund?”

“Can any kindhearted brother or sister guide me? I have eight thousand in savings, can I buy funds?”

Today’s Shanghai Stock Exchange Index trend, though tortuous and arduous, hasn’t really broken through yet.

But regardless of Douyin, Weibo, or Little Red Potato on Tieba, related keywords unexpectedly surged to the hot search.

It’s as if someone is fueling it behind the scenes, wanting to make this matter widely known.

At eight in the evening, Tianxing Public Offering promptly updated the net value to 1.732, rising 7.12% for the day.

A year ago, investing 1 million, without doing anything, now would become 1.732 million.

A large number of bloggers with a purchase limit of 2 million emerged one after another, further boosting the heat, also making more onlookers aware of today’s stock market situation.

A little past eight in the evening, Lu Liang exited the airport, took a car headed to Phoenix City.

On the way, he saw the hot search news,

Frowned, confused, “Flattering to death?”

If it were a year or two ago, Lu Liang might have worried about flattering to death, but now, he’s a billionaire, a gatekeeper among the top ten on the pig-slaughtering list.

The new landmark in town has a newly built road named ‘Lu Road.’

No need for flattery, he’s already up there.

“I don’t get it.” Lu Liang strained his mind, pondering for a long time, but couldn’t figure out why.

Out of caution, he called Zhang Jing, “Say a few words publicly, introduce regular purchase channels, lest someone gets scammed and puts the blame on me.”

Forty minutes later, he arrived in Phoenix City, meeting Zhang Tian’ai, who he hadn’t seen for over four months and was in seclusion for practice.

“You’ve gotten overly thin.”

Zhang Tian’ai, being big-boned, became more prominent in her angular shoulders as she slimmed down, causing Lu Liang to feel a slight pain, remembering bad memories of being hit to bruises.

Because occasionally he preferred lying down, if too thin, the protruding pelvis strikes like a fist under the navel by three inches.

The key at that time is generally not painful because it’s quite pleasant, only discovering later, having been hit to bruises.

“Being thinner looks better on camera.” Zhang Tian’ai said with full flattery, clinging onto Lu Liang’s arm and whining, “I’ll be careful.”

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