After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 332 - 331: 5 Billion US Dollars Investment

Technology is the core competitive strength.

This, Lu Liang was very clear about, so he dared to come to New York to assist Panda with the IPO review despite having offended so many institutions many times.

The United States could mess with him by simply finding an excuse to freeze their accounts and, with a delay of three to five months, the fund company would be completely paralyzed.

"Think about it from another angle, would you still use rule-breaking methods against a target that can be manipulated at will?"

Mr. Lu said with a smile on his lips, patting Little Wang on the shoulder, planning to head to Washington because the White House is not in New York.

Little Wang was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Aren’t you coming with us to submit the documents to the exchange?"

Mr. Lu looked speechless, "You’ve grown up, don’t turn to me for everything."

After last night’s chat where the name ’Panda’ spread everywhere this morning, now even if Little Wang didn’t want to go public, there was a whole group forcing him to let Panda go public.

It was a sure-win deal. No one would pick a fight with money.

"By the way, don’t be polite."

Before leaving, Mr. Lu specifically instructed, "The valuation can now be set higher, 35 billion US dollars is also feasible."

NASDAQ is a miraculous market, domestic expectations aside, foreign expectations are even higher.

With fame already established and potential investors at hand, as long as the story is well crafted, listing at an evaluation of 40 billion US dollars wouldn’t be difficult.

Having said that, he left.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, Mr. Lu had an appointment with a businessman. New York is about 350 kilometers from Washington.

It normally takes three and a half hours to drive, so Mr. Lu wanted to depart early, allowing extra time to understand more about General Motors.

General Motors, being an automotive company for a century, has a lot of good things, it only depends on whether the businessman dares to make the cut.

Mr. Lu’s requirements were low, only wanting the platform technology, even if it was one or two generations behind.

In China, there is no lack of research and development talents, but the direction of research is blocked.

No matter how they detour, they can’t avoid the patented technology held by Japan, Korea, Europe, and America, they can only choose to develop electric vehicles through other routes.

"Back in the army, did you ever fight?"

With 80 kilometers left to Washington,

Mr. Lu, with nothing else to do, picked up his cousin’s service gun to fiddle with.

The cold touch and the pitch-black muzzle, even holding it in one’s own hand and pointing it at oneself elicited a heart-wrenching feeling.

Even emperors and generals, hit squarely on the forehead by a tiny peanut, would still end returning to the earth, a truly equal tool among beings.

"I did," Fang Shiyu answered.

"How were the results?"

"Pretty excellent, I guess."

"Not modest at all."

"The results were indeed very good."

Mr. Lu chuckled, handing the service gun back to his cousin, who was his driver and also a member of the security team.

Just yesterday after landing, including him, four security personnel applied for gun permits. This morning, they got four in total, one for each person.

Mr. Lu turned to Xu Jiawei, instructing, "If there’s nothing tonight, find a shooting range to have some fun."

He wanted to experience the ’dada dada’ sound and see if it emits blue light.

Xu Jiawei was stunned, "Mr. Lu, tonight, didn’t you promise Mr. Cruick?"

Mr. Lu scoffed, "If he asks, just say I don’t have time."

Cruick had put it very subtly, but Mr. Lu still heard the hint of planning to take him to enjoy something fancy.

But being new here, unfamiliar with life, what if he falls for an immortal jump and ends up disgraced?

Even if it wasn’t an immortal jump, it would still give someone leverage over him, a cause for gossip.

What if someday the expose happened, being a foreigner, he would definitely be the first to be targeted.

This was different from Sakurada Miyuki in Tokyo,

After all, she was of age, and Mr. Lu was unmarried.

An unmarried man with money, having multiple girlfriends was at most akin to trying on several pairs of shoes to see if they fit.

On the contrary, Cruick’s notion of ’flower in high school years’ should be an implicit expression, the actual age probably even younger.

Abroad, if anything went wrong, one could only cede territories and pay compensations, sign humiliating treaties, and no one could save him.

He simply needed to stay vigilant.

At one-thirty in the afternoon, Mr. Lu arrived in Washington.

He randomly picked a restaurant to grab a few bites, then contacted Mr. Te’s senior advisor, also the Prince Consort, Jia Li.

After going through numerous security checks, he finally entered the center of power of the United States.

"Mr. Lu, please wait a moment, Mr. Te is still in a meeting and is expected to be late."

"Mr. Jia, did you convey my thoughts?"

Mr. Lu had 3.5 billion US dollars in liquid funds in Tokyo, planning to invest in this project.

The funds Ota Ling wouldn’t let him take away, but that didn’t mean he had no way to take them.

Although he had assets in Tokyo, his position was very passive, and he needed a strong third party to intervene to liberate the funds.

The United States comprehensively suppressed Japan, forcibly dismantling their prized semiconductor industry and distributing it to Korea, without even allowing them to protest.

That third party force was exactly what Mr. Lu needed most.

"I’ve mentioned it already."

Jia Li nodded, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Mr. Lu, could you reveal how much money you plan to invest?"

"I plan to invest a total of 5 billion US dollars to create fifty thousand direct jobs. This will be Tianxing Automobile’s only mega factory in Europe and the United States."

Lu Liang spoke confidently about the plan – after all, what he planned to invest wasn’t necessarily what he had to invest.

Repeatedly bothered by Old Jia lately, he had also learned advanced entrepreneurial concepts from him,

Relying on just a few PowerPoint slides to take a company public, even under the identity of a beaten down, fleeing overseas individual.

Lu Liang saw no reason to be inferior to him.

It would be best if the factory could be established, but if it couldn’t, they could just package it and go public, creating havoc in the stock market.

The United States is indeed very free, as he never intended to stay long-term, and could act without much consideration.

Jia Li was overjoyed, quickly asking, "Mr. Lu, have you already decided on Detroit?"

If someone else casually mentioned 5 billion US dollars, he would definitely think they were just blustering.

But Lu Liang was different. With his influence, even in New York, he could initiate nearly 10 billion US dollars in bonds.

Truly managing to transform his reputation and influence into operable funds.

"Detroit is indeed more convenient because it is essentially an industrial metropolis."

Detroit is home not only to General Motors but also to Ford and Chrysler, their headquarters all located there; it was called the world’s car city back in the 1930s.

At the beginning of the 20th century, Detroit went through a peak period of industrialization and became one of the most affluent cities in the world.

Although it officially declared bankruptcy four years ago, becoming the largest municipal bankruptcy in the history of the United States, similar to Huaxi Village back in China, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse.

A bankrupt city government needs more foreign capital and fresh blood.

Though Lu Liang had made the worst-case preparation, he hoped for a positive development.

Jia Li pondered for a moment; suddenly, his secretary knocked and entered, whispering in his ear.

He said: "Mr. Lu, please have a seat, Mr. Trump has just finished his meeting, I’m going to prepare."

"You go ahead."

Another half an hour passed, and Lu Liang, bored, had already drunk three cups of coffee when he suddenly glanced at the iconic spire outside the window.

"May I take a photo?"

He turned his head to ask the black man assigned to host him.

As a Chinese individual coming to the power center of the United States, not taking a photo to mark his visit seemed unreasonable.

He also needed to prove that no matter where he went, he could be a distinguished guest of that country.

The black man considered for a moment, smiling, "Yes, but sir, may I take it for you?" freewebnσvel.cѳm

Lu Liang nodded; anyway, his mobile phone had no signal here, and there wasn’t any confidential information in it anyway.

He stood by the window, his mouth smiling, showing his teeth, very much in the mindset of a tourist, making a ’V’ sign with his fingers on his chest.

"Alright, sir," said the black man, his face speechless. This internationally known financial mogul seemed a little frivolous.

"Thank you," Lu Liang took his phone, checked the photo, and was quite satisfied with his expression management.

He was here to play and mark this visit, needing to differentiate it clearly, and definitely not appear too reverential, which might lead to misunderstandings.

Smiling and showing teeth, making a ’V’ sign was just right.

He had played his part, asserted his status, and did so without inviting criticism.

After waiting a while, Old Te and Jia Li arrived late, with Old Te immediately giving Lu Liang a tight hug.

"Lu, sorry to keep you waiting," Old Te said, beaming, a stark contrast to his cold demeanor the previous night, now warmly enthusiastic.

Last night, he had intended to compel Lu Liang to invest,

The investment amount and job creation were uncertain.

But just now, Jia Li had told him about Lu Liang’s plans to invest 5 billion US dollars in Detroit.

If they could restore even 20% of the city’s former glory, the Swing State would no longer be a swing state.

Perhaps, years later, they might even need to make space on Mount Rushmore to carve his likeness.

The two talked for about forty minutes in the conference room.

Lastly, they reached a consensus that as long as Lu Liang’s 2 billion US dollars in initial capital arrived, he would help negotiate with General Motors.

Lu Liang also had Wen Chao in Tokyo send the 358 million US dollars kept in Mitsui Sumitomo Bank.

He didn’t use Tianxing Investment or Tianxing Technology’s name domestically but under the name of Xingheng Investment Company.

This company was an asset management firm established by Wen Chao in Tokyo at the behest of Lu Liang.

He had the funds, and if Ota Ling wouldn’t allow it, he’d have Old Te take care of them, giving them dignity if they wanted it, or helping them maintain it if they didn’t.

Overseas funds were overseas funds, domestic funds were domestic funds; as long as they were clear, there would be no accusations of capital flight.