CHAPTER 663: CHAPTER 655: CAN ANYONE BE RICHER THAN LI JIACHENG?

"Understood."

Despite saying this, Lu Liang didn’t care.

Hilt’s words had some truth and might be applicable to most people, but definitely not to him.

Because their growth trajectories were different, Hilt came from the slums, and although his journey had its bumps, it was also relatively smooth.

Now with a happy family and successful career, he could either return to Wall Street with Lu Liang’s help or become a carefree farm owner by buying some land.

But Lu Liang was different; the first half of his life was already buried on that morning when he sold his house.

He wouldn’t look back to the past, nor would he worry about the future, he would only live in the present.

If Muddy Water, Gugen, and Zade dared to act as the minesweepers, they’d better be ready to be blown to pieces.

Because previously, Lu Liang actually made concessions, but in return, he only got less than two years of development time.

He finally understood that people, like livestock, only remember the taste but forget the beating. If they don’t feel the pain, they will keep pushing boundaries, mistaking retreat for weakness.

Only when you dare to chop off the heads of those who reach out will they be afraid.

Lu Liang had only been developing for a little over three years, and if he wanted a seat at this table, which had been developing for hundreds of years with deeply entrenched forces, he had to have the courage to risk everything.

Hilt sighed, naturally realizing that Lu Liang didn’t adopt his advice, so he stopped persuading him.

Instead, he asked, "Some Delimei shareholders are thinking of cashing out and leaving, asking if we want to take over completely."

His resignation application had already been approved, and there were no work matters left to hand over, now he was simply waiting for the process.

"Take on all debts with it, push the price down, ideally directly delist and privatize," Lu Liang pondered for a moment and said.

The cheapest way to acquire a bankrupt company is to first buy shares, then gain control, and finally privatize it.

This process can be quite lengthy, but during it, it is possible to appropriately discard some poor-quality assets and liabilities.

Take Delimei, this commercial investment bank, for example. The employees with unpaid wages, the depositors who can’t withdraw their money, and the investors with massive losses all fall under the scope of poor-quality assets.

If Lu Liang and his team had enough time, they could abandon these burdens during privatization and turn the company’s responsibilities into social responsibility.

Society could help shoulder part of the responsibility. By then, they could step in and privatize at a low cost.

It’s like those bankrupt and reorganized companies domestically, where the restructuring process takes one to two years, actually trying to find ways for society to help bear the responsibility.

Lu Liang didn’t want to wait too long; at most, it would cost tens of millions of US Dollars, so why not play the philanthropist.

During their conversation,

Lin Yan entered the room, carrying coffee.

Seeing Lu Liang on a call, she put the coffee down and prepared to leave, but suddenly Lu Liang grabbed her wrist.

Lu Liang said, "Let’s leave it at that, keep in touch. If we’re really going ahead, I’ll contact you in advance."

With that, he put his phone away, turned his chair, and pulled Lin Yan into his arms, wrapping his hands around her curvaceous waist.

"Is your little girlfriend ignoring you?" Lin Yan smiled, and her husky magnetic voice was much like Zhang Yuqi’s.

"How likely do you think that is?"

Seated on his lap, Lu Liang suddenly felt something poking him, so he reached to check the source.

He tugged at the stockings’ suspenders at her thigh, snapped them, revealing a mischievous smile, "Looks like you’ve prepared quite well for tonight."

The domestic airlines’ stewardess uniforms were conservative, to say the least; flat shoes, knee-length skirts, white shirt, purple jacket, hair up, basically only showing the face.

Lin Yan was dressed the same way today, but now Lu Liang noticed it was a splendid show underneath, with garter stockings often accompanied by sexy lingerie.

"Ah, the flowers fall with intent, yet the water flows mercilessly."

Lin Yan’s smile remained, neither affirming nor denying.

Domestic flight routes were busy, primarily serving the people and not allowing for the same kind of free travel as abroad.

Lu Liang hadn’t been away for nearly half a year, and it had been a long time since they last met, so she naturally dressed carefully.

"How would you know that the water flows mercilessly if you don’t try?" Lu Liang said with a twinkle in his eye.

Breaking new ground is tiring and requires taking care of the woman’s feelings to avoid leaving a shadow; tonight he wasn’t fully satisfied, still full of energy.

"Naughty, you’re making moves again." Lin Yan’s smile grew broader, reaching a slender jade hand around Lu Liang’s neck.

"Do you like it?" Lu Liang, well acquainted with the structure of the flight attendant’s uniform, pulled the zipper down at the waist, and the knee-length skirt fell away, revealing black lace suspenders and semi-transparent panties.

Unlike the innocence of a young girl, the mature woman was already ripe, taking the initiative to unbutton her jacket and shirt, revealing matching black lace lingerie.

Lin Yan showed Lu Liang through her actions that she indeed liked it.

...

At three in the morning, the plane landed at Xiangjiang International Airport.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Tian, I wish you a pleasant journey."

In front of the cabin door, Lin Yan’s eyes were brimming with tenderness. She subconsciously tightened her thighs, watching them leave the cabin.

The flight from Modu to Xiangjiang is only an hour and fifty minutes. Subtracting the time for takeoff and landing, there’s at most an hour of smooth flying.

Time is tight, and the only bathroom on the plane is in the lounge, which Tian Xi is occupying. She simply had no time to clean up the aftermath.

This scoundrel Lu Liang never seemed to worry about her getting pregnant.

"Bye-bye, big sister."

Tian Xi waved her hand, almost hanging onto Lu Liang, saying in a pitiful voice, "If I had known, I wouldn’t have slept."

At her age, she’s still growing, and if there’s nothing else, she can sleep eight or nine hours a day.

One hour is not worth it; waking up feels even more tiresome.

"Just hold on a bit longer. Tonight, we’ll stay nearby at the Disney Hotel, and we’ll head to the city during the day."

Lu Liang was full of energy. A compatible battle can nourish yin and replenish yang, rather than deplete it.

Tian Xi’s eyes brightened up, full of expectation as she asked, "Can we go play tomorrow?"

Although Modu also has a Disney, she’s never been and always wanted to go.

"If you wake up in the morning, we can. I have an appointment in the afternoon."

"Let’s go, let’s go. Let’s get to the hotel early, sleep early, and wake up early."

Tian Xi’s face was filled with excitement as she hurriedly pulled Lu Liang towards the exit from the airbridge.

Lu Liang chuckled and pulled her back: "This way, no need to queue, we’ll take the car directly."

Xiangjiang is purely a capitalist society. Cars can enter and exit the tarmac.

Li Zhikai’s people had been waiting at the airport for a while, with a Rolls-Royce and two Maybachs neatly parked.

"Welcome to Xiangjiang, Mr. Lu. I’m Zheng Weijie from Yingke Expansion."

A man not yet forty, dressed in a business elite style, was smiling warmly.

"I apologize for troubling you to pick us up so late, Mr. Zheng."

Tianxing Quantitative International is a new venture, and in the future, its headquarters will also be located on Financial Street in Central, Xiangjiang.

Lu Liang planned to allocate a 3 billion US Dollar share to Li Zhikai, allowing him to manage the local connections in Hong Kong and Macau, and to inform him of this trip.

"Mr. Lu, you’re too kind. Tianxing Quantitative settling in Xiangjiang is a blessing for Xiangjiang. Mr. Li heard the news and is returning from Singapore. He specifically instructed me to ensure a warm reception for you." Zheng Weijie opened the door of the Rolls-Royce.

"Mr. Li is arriving tomorrow afternoon, right?"

Lu Liang entered the car with Tian Xi, who suddenly became timid and said nothing.

Zheng Weijie said, "Arriving tomorrow at one in the afternoon. Mr. Lu, what time would be convenient for you?"

"Three o’clock. I also have an appointment with Mr. Li. At that time, I’ll go directly to Cheung Shing."

The Li family father and son, although one went to the United Kingdom and the other to Singapore, remain the most powerful family in Xiangjiang.

Although there’s also the Ho family and the Ho family,

in recent years, they have seldom been active in business. They’ve moved away from being purely businessmen and are leaning towards politics, not suitable partners.

"Mr. Lu, here’s my business card. Feel free to contact me if you need anything."

Seeing that Lu Liang was about to leave, Zheng Weijie quickly handed over his business card, the marketing director of Yingke Group.

"Director Zheng, you should head back and rest early too. See you tomorrow." Lu Liang smiled, waved, and signaled Fang Shiyu to drive.

At his request, his cousin recently obtained an international driver’s license. Now, whether domestically or abroad, whether left or right-hand drive, he’s already adept.

"Farewell, Mr. Lu..."

Even as the vehicle drove far away, Tian Xi could still see through the rearview mirror that the elite man was still nodding and bowing.

"Liang, if you’re busy tomorrow, you can go ahead with your work. I’ll wander around by myself," she suddenly said.

Tian Xi didn’t have a particularly favorable view of Lu Liang, possibly due to preconceived notions.

After all, they had talked on a flight to Neon, and recently chatted online for a few days. Her idealized image of Lu Liang had unconsciously shattered.

But she had a very high opinion of the Li family, especially Superman Li.

After all, the name Superman Li is known throughout China—it’s hard to find anyone among the 1.4 billion people who hasn’t heard of him.

Reigning as the First Rich for eighteen years, "Can anyone be richer than Li Jiacheng?" has become a popular saying.

Lu Liang’s equal dialogue with the Li family made Tian Xi feel that while Lu Liang was close to her, he was also far away.

Clearly within reach, just a hand’s stretch away, but seemingly, with a moment’s inattention, like a kite with a broken string, he’d disappear without a trace.

"Then I’ll accompany you properly once I’m done," Lu Liang chuckled, taking Tian Xi into his embrace. It’s a good thing she understood.

Because if she couldn’t, he wouldn’t accommodate her either.