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

"There are still two months left,"

Lu Liang, with a pensive look on his face, instructed Sun Yutao and Zhang Jing to arrange for the withdrawal of 2 billion US dollars in cash before July if possible.

He was being closely monitored by too many people, both domestically and internationally, and it was no longer appropriate to use high leverage due to the high probability of position disclosure.

To earn more, one could only increase the capital investment.

"Mr. Lu, from which market specifically should we withdraw?" Sun Yutao asked.

The entire trading team, after over half a year of integration, saw him become the second-in-command of the trading floor, managing all traders and second only to Lu Liang.

The two funds now almost reached a total size of 3 billion US dollars, and withdrawing 2 billion within a month and a half was not a difficult task.

Because they had always implemented a 532 allocation scheme: 50% in US stocks, 30% in A shares, and 20% in liquid assets.

With four to five hundred million dollars in liquid assets regularly on the account, they only needed to withdraw another 1.5 billion.

But as for how exactly to withdraw the funds—whether evenly from all markets or from a single one—he needed Lu Liang's instructions.

After much thought, Lu Liang decided: "Withdraw from the US stock assets."

Despite the southern affairs causing the A-share market to be sluggish, the country's firm stance would ensure a strong stock market performance.

In the short term, the A-share market had even greater potential to rise compared to US stocks, especially since they held a large position in new energy constituent stocks.

The name "King Qin" was gradually gaining recognition in the market.

Everyone was waiting for the first batch of deliveries in early August. If the market's reception was good, BYD's stocks would inevitably see a minor rally, which would in turn drive up the entire new energy index.

In contrast to the US stock market, even though businessmen had become representatives within the party, and the industrial technology sector had taken off, with a strong performance in the financial markets,

they were not very optimistic about the businessman, given that his electoral rival was Kling's wife, who boasted a rich political legacy.

And the businessman, much like the supermale specimen of Old Wang and Little Wang, was mockingly called Joker by supporters of the opposing party. Some even bluntly said that his election would be a tragedy for the United States.

When weighing the benefits, Lu Liang decided to withdraw funds invested in US stocks, while temporarily retaining the A-share assets.

After arranging the tasks for the next month and a half, he stepped out of the trading room and logged into his Twitter account.

Since successfully shorting the British Pounds against three major players and coming out victorious, Lu Liang's Twitter followers had long surpassed the ten million mark.

And not just celebrities and politicians from across the Strait, three locations, his comment section was flooded with languages from China, Japan, Korea, Britain, and other countries.

Besides domestic fans, those from Japan and South Korea were the most numerous, nearly 3.2 million, as naturally gambling-prone countries like these two were very similar to Xiangjiang, where leveraging is a trend.

If there were only one hundred retail investors worldwide, China would have thirty, Japan and South Korea combined would have another thirty, and the other countries forty.

Lu Liang pondered for a while; the southern event had not yet reached a boiling point, and speaking out now would be too obvious in its intent.

Moreover, the so-called freedom of speech, much like racial discrimination, is just lip service, and picking sides could easily lead to being banned.

This time, Lu Liang hoped that the more people who joined, the better, to facilitate the withdrawal of funds, requiring the influence to continue to ferment.

After much consideration, he decided to start by criticizing Anshan's governance policies and expressed a pessimistic view of the future of the Yamato people's economy.

He mockingly hinted, both overtly and covertly, for them to mind their own national affairs and not to think they still dominated Asia as in the past.

"Lu, are you planning to make a move on the yen again?"

"The army has yet to move, but public opinion precedes it. Ding Xie now gives off more and more of a big-shot vibe,"

Lu Liang's remarks on doubting the Yamato economy quickly spread from Twitter worldwide, even making headlines in the Wall Street Journal and The Times, sparking heated discussions among global financial practitioners.

Astute net users noticed that Lu Liang's bearish sentiment on the Yamato economy was likely in preparation to short the yen, a strategy that was very much in line with Mr. Suo's techniques.

But a good tactic doesn't age—what works is what matters.

As soon as the news broke out, the US dollar to yen exchange rate dropped three hundred basis points, as Lu Liang once again demonstrated his unparalleled financial influence, far surpassing the long-revered elders.

After all, Mr. Suo, in his eighties, was already knee-deep in dust. The China collapse theory he had proposed since the early 2000s had proven wrong. Over the past decade or more, not only did China's economy not collapse, but it also surpassed the Yamato economy to become the world's second-largest.

His predictions had been wrong more than once or twice.

But Lu Liang was different. In his early thirties, strong and vigorous, he had not made a wrong prediction yet, and they often came to pass within the following few months.

"Oh, the sky is falling," the Yamato people thought, wondering why everyone wanted to short the yen. Had they violated some heavenly law?

Even though there were historical hostilities between China and the Yamato people, those were the sins of generations past. They were a new generation—why should they bear the brunt of repaying the old sufferings, which had nothing to do with them?

Many citizens, feeling aggrieved, decided to protest on the streets, directing their anger at Anshan; if Lu was critical of the governance, then change the leader—after all, it's not as if one can't be replaced.

International media were all taken aback upon hearing the news; the thought processes of the Yamato people apparently differed considerably from those of other nations.

Without responding to the evolving rumors, Lu Liang was laying low, waiting for the judgment to come down in that period of time.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Liang arrived at Hongqiao Airport to take a flight to Beijing, invited by Zhang Yiming.

He waited in the VIP lounge at the airport, feeling bored, as his travels had been rather frequent in recent months.

He was contemplating whether to purchase a private jet.

Although the high-speed train took over five hours and the plane just two hours, the overall time spent was roughly the same.

Trains are rarely late, but flight delays are common, wasting a lot of time waiting at the airport.

"Buy it."

Lu Liang suddenly decided, turned his head to inform Wen Chao to inquire about the models and prices, and to place an order first.

Delivery for luxury cars normally takes one to two months, but a private jet requires even more time—typically at least half a year.

Lu Liang could also follow Old Ma's tactic of buying a plane with his own money and then renting it to the company at a high price for his own use.

If a plane was valued at three hundred million dollars, he could sign a ten-year lease with the company worth one billion dollars.

Thus, he would not only make a hefty profit of seven hundred million dollars but also have the company cover the daily maintenance costs of the plane.

Old Ma had always been cunning in finding loopholes, a strategy worth in-depth study for Lu Liang.

By five-thirty in the afternoon,

Lu Liang arrived at the hotel booked by Byte.

The inaugural capital raising dinner for Watermelon Douyin attracted countless domestic and international capital magnates.

Since Douyin was taken over by Byte, Zhang Yiming advocated for development both at home and abroad, competing with Kuai Shou domestically and progressing in step internationally.

This time, offering 15% of the company's shares at a valuation of six hundred and fifty million dollars, they aimed to raise ninety-seven million and five hundred thousand dollars in capital.

They planned to use seventy million dollars to expand internationally, intending to take on foreign competitors first and gauge their depth.

If they could outfight them, they'd beat them; if not, they'd adapt the strategy. The target was naturally deemed the legitimate Musical.ly.

However, enterprises require the assistance of foreign capital to go overseas, which is why many international investors were present today.

Although today was the financing event for Watermelon Douyin, Lu Liang's presence immediately turned him into the focus of the entire gathering.

A single statement caused the yen to plummet by three hundred basis points, prompting masses to spontaneously take to the streets and impeach the prime minister.

Although it was also related to Anshan's unpopular governance in recent years, the incident was ultimately triggered by Lu Liang.

Looking at the international scene, the last person of such prowess was Soros in '97.

Back then, promoted by Wall Street as their spokesperson, his influence was formidable and unrivaled.

During that period, his achievements were ferocious.

Without the relentless lifesaving inflow of funds from the mainland, Xiangjiang would have faltered long ago, and Russia would have perished if it hadn't played dirty.

Without any background support, countries like Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, and Japan each suffered severely.

Now, Lu Liang was even more remarkable.

Zhu Hu approached with a beaming face and gave a hearty embrace, "Lu, how can you be so cool?"

He seemed to understand better than Meng Changkun who intended to use the name of a charity fund to give Lu Liang a good lesson.

But Lu Liang's tweets and the subsequent influence had frightened them one by one into quails.

Facing such an impressive godly figure, not just they but even their predecessors together might find themselves in trouble.

"Zhu, if you hadn't brought it up, I would have almost forgotten about it, did I choose the wrong time?"

Lu Liang truly hadn't taken the matter to heart, but recalling Zhu Hu's words, he suddenly felt that he'd spoken too soon on Twitter.

He should have waited a bit longer to speak up, at least to see first who was trying to mess with him, and then wipe them out.

Suddenly dealing with unclear foes that disappeared just as obscurely left his mood quite depressed.

Zhu Hu could only smile wryly, "No need, as the old saying goes, 'Better to reconcile than to persist in hostility.' From now on, no one will dare to mess with you."

He looked at Lu Liang with eyes full of admiration; some people are replaceable, others irreplaceable.

Both he and Shen Peng fell into the former category.

But Lu Liang was in the latter, his influence internationally far more significant than his ability to make money.