After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 211 - 210: I am Lu Liang

The next morning, Lu Liang got up and took a shower.

He was still a bit self-conscious about his image, after all, it was his first public appearance through an official platform, which was bound to be reported in the media.

He needed to work on his image, so he chose a light blue casual suit, applied some mousse to his hair, and put on some BB cream to enhance his skin's glow.

Usually, Lu Liang did not use these products and did not even own makeup. He simply used Li Manli's, who naturally became his stylist.

"How do I look?" Lu Liang stood in front of the mirror, his lips slightly curved upwards, quite satisfied with his outfit for the day.

Li Manli's eyes brimmed with affection, almost palpably so, as she held her phone with great expectation, "Can I take a picture?"

Lu Liang was handsome, only he usually did not care much about his appearance. A little dressing up turned him into the true definition of a powerful executive.

With a demeanor gentle as jade, his every action exuded an air of calm and indifference that made people fall for him.

She was moved to tears.

"Go ahead and shoot, but can you not act so exaggerated? You're a host, not an actor," Lu Liang said with a laugh.

"Don't slander me, I really am not acting, you just look very handsome," Li Manli retorted, yet her hands never stopped moving.

She took out her phone and continuously snapped photos from various angles.

Wang Xiaocong was already called the National Husband, and Lu Liang was clearly much more handsome than him, not to mention being a rich second generation with immense financial power.

He was much more suited to that nickname.

Unfortunately, her 'National Husband' was bound to become public, and she did not know how many admirers he would attract in the future, to share her love.

The path of love was tough, Little Li sighed.

At nine in the morning, Lu Liang arrived at the city government.

Wen Chao had come over for the rehearsal the previous day, knew the procedures, and pinned a small red flower on Lu Liang's chest.

Today, many businessmen, mostly around thirty, attended the event at the city government, men outnumbering women, totaling over thirty people.

The commendation ceremony at the city government was scheduled to start at ten, and the leadership had asked them to arrive early, intending for these young entrepreneurs to network.

During their interactions, an idea might spark, potentially leading to the birth of a new unicorn company.

Lu Liang made a round to see if he could find a few promising stocks up close.

After the circuit, he lost all his enthusiasm. The majority were founders of e-commerce and cross-border e-commerce vertical platforms, followed by P2P, which, according to Old Ma, belonged to fintech, commonly known as lending.

Lu Liang had borrowed from P2P lenders and knew that even Ali barely touched the edge of fintech; though they had indeed broken the banks' monopoly,

Back then, inter-bank out-of-town withdrawals required a fee; now, that had become a thing of the past, and indeed their contribution was significant. But that did not mean they could label lending as fintech.

Lu Liang sat in a corner, waiting for the leadership to come over, while not far away, someone else also sat alone in a corner.

Unlike Lu Liang, who smiled and looked at ease, the person nearby looked rather deep in despair, with a gloomy expression.

The two men conversing passed by Lu Liang: "Poor Sun Ying, he was originally promised a spot in the Outstanding Young Entrepreneurs Award, but was suddenly told it was cancelled."

"P2P Lending House causing trouble?" the other softly inquired.

"It's not related to the company. Apparently, his slot was squeezed out by someone."

"They can squeeze someone out last minute? Who is that impressive?"

"Not sure, keep it down, though."

The man scoffed, "They squeezed him out, not us, which shows we are more valued by the city government."

"That may be, but it's best not to provoke him, especially when he's upset—no need to..."

Lu Liang's face showed a peculiar expression; if nothing unexpected, he was probably the person who squeezed him out.

The commendation ceremony had been decided half a month ago, and he only decided last week to attend.

By him attending, naturally, someone else was eliminated.

However, Lu Liang did not feel much of a psychological burden, just as those passersby had mentioned, squeezing him out but not them spoke volumes.

At nine forty, the leaders started to arrive one after another.

Director Zhou from the city propaganda department searched through the crowd and, upon spotting Lu Liang, his face lit up with delight.

The responsibility of the city propaganda department was to publicize municipal policies, and as an official platform as formal as they come, it rarely attracted much attention.

With few people paying attention, the publicity was rendered ineffective, like working in isolation; therefore, last year they had invited Wang Xiaocong.

The effect was significant; the web traffic on the city propaganda website surged dozens of times, and the promotion of new policies also saw great success.

The city's propaganda department received commendation from the authorities, so this year they planned to replicate the success by inviting Lu Liang.

However, Lu Liang initially did not accept the invitation, which left Director Zhou feeling quite disappointed. He had thoughts of reprisal but didn't dare act on them.

Officials could afford to be slow, but their instincts must not be dull.

In mid-July, the video that went viral online prematurely donned Lu Liang with an unauthorized yellow mandarin jacket. Although it wasn't officially sanctioned, the yellow mandarin jacket was still quite significant.

Some people are replaceable, ready to be substituted at any moment; however, some are irreplaceable.

Lu Liang belonged to the latter category, and he kept a low profile, unlike Old Ma who was always lecturing, criticizing either the system or specific individuals.

Being low-profile yet powerful meant that no one dared to offend him.

Unexpectedly, hope emerged just when all seemed bleak.

Director Zhou and Lu Liang exchanged glances across the distance, both of them smiling faintly and nodding, a gesture which also revealed that Lu Liang was the one who had edged out Sun Ying.

As the leaders arrived, a group of promising young talents also began to enter the awards hall.

Lu Liang looked toward the center of the second row where a card with his name was placed on a table.

He was just about to head there when someone approached him with a broad smile, saying, "Brother, how may I address you?"

After all, society is not like a school where a student valued by the teacher is not only not ostracized but treated with sincerity by classmates.

Suddenly, someone noticed Lu Liang's seat and couldn't help but exclaim softly, "Lu Liang is here?"

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In institutions, seat arrangements also reflect a hierarchy, such as placing higher status on the left or placing men above women.

There were five rows of seats in this hall; the first row was for the leaders and the second row for the youth entrepreneurs about to receive awards.

The seat in the center of the second row prominently displaying Lu Liang's name left no doubt that he was indeed Tianxing Lu Liang.

The whispers of discussion were incessant.

Sun Ying, whose spot had been taken, suddenly laughed.

There were many attendees today, but there were only ten spots for this year's outstanding young entrepreneurs of the entire city.

Previously, according to what he knew, the strongest candidate was Mao Wenchao from Little Red Potato, who had upgraded from community services to e-commerce, completing a business cycle and securing tens of millions in US Dollars from Redwood and Jiyuan Capital, amassing a fortune worth hundreds of millions.

If nothing unexpected happened, Mao Wenchao would likely stand out just as Wang Xiaocong did last year, eclipsing all others.

However, an unexpected turn of events occurred; Lu Liang's arrival effectively diminished everyone else's significance.

After all, which provincial outstanding young entrepreneur boasted wealth of four to five billion and managed hundreds of billions in cash flow?

While his net worth could be speculatory, hundreds of billions in actual cash flow were genuine, dwarfing the combined reach of the other nine.

Sun Ying, whose spot had been taken, was resentful, yet what could he do?

With Lu Liang's wealth and social influence at this time, he was more than qualified to compete for the national title of outstanding young entrepreneur.

Just see, getting to know his true self had everyone craning their necks in anticipation, wanting to glimpse his real face.

After all, he was one of the leading venture capitalists in the country. Aligning with his interests and having an engaging conversation could mean an investment of several hundred million without a second thought.

And the person who had approached Lu Liang also attracted attention.

Suddenly he came to his senses, staring blankly, "You wouldn't happen to be Mr. Lu, would you?"

There were quite a few others with the same thought, counting on Director Zhou's distinctive regard which seemed reserved for none other than Lu Liang.

Numerous intense gazes converged on Lu Liang, and faces around him registered shock, for he looked much younger than rumored.

Standing tall at about 180cm, his posture erect and commanding, it was evident that he worked out regularly, his chest rather robust.

Lu Liang smiled at everyone and turned to pat the man's shoulder, "Hello, I am Lu Liang."