After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 303 - 302: The Brave Ones Enjoy the World First

"Take care, see you later."

As night fell, Lu Liang stood at the hotel entrance, waving goodbye to Ota Ling, his steps light and unsteady as he wavered back upstairs.

His tolerance for alcohol was still not very good, barely handling the twenty-something-degree sake after they had downed seven pots.

Back in his room, Lu Liang lay on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest when suddenly a cold towel covered his forehead, prompting him to immediately open his eyes.

"When you’re drunk... a cold towel on the forehead can be soothing."

Sakurada Miyuki panicked, like a frightened deer, instinctively backing away a few steps. Lu Liang sat up, patted the spot next to him, and chuckled, "Am I that scary?"

"No, not at all."

Sakurada Miyuki obediently sat next to Lu Liang, daring only to perch on the edge of the seat, her back ramrod straight, clearly still very nervous.

Her attire had also changed significantly from the day before. If yesterday’s was a sexy and spicy skirt, today’s was a white collar shirt paired with a black vest dress, exuding a gentle, docile, girl-next-door vibe.

Lu Liang watched her as she bowed her head, not daring to make eye contact, when a rumbling sound broke the tranquil atmosphere.

Lu Liang asked with a smile, "Hungry?"

"Not at all."

Sakurada Miyuki shook her head in denial, her physiological reactions betraying her as an inappropriately loud noise sounded again.

"Want to eat something? I could also use something to line my stomach."

Lu Liang picked up the menu and realized that besides the two breakfasts he had ordered in the morning, Sakurada Miyuki had not eaten anything else all day.

It seemed she had hardly touched her breakfast,

Going hungry all the way until now.

"I’m good with anything," Sakurada Miyuki said, her cheeks reddening like a cooked crab.

"My flight’s at noon tomorrow. I won’t be coming to Tokyo again for a short while."

Lu Liang wiped his face with the ice towel, walked over to the bar, poured himself a cold drink, and took a hearty gulp.

He said with a faint smile, "Ota Ling hopes I’ll come to Tokyo often, and I hope he knows I will."

"That’s where you come in."

Sakurada Miyuki was indeed a beauty,

But to say he was fond of her would be an overstatement.

It was simply that between the two girls, Sakurada Miyuki was more pleasing to the eye, nothing more. Even if it were another girl, he would choose one.

Sakurada Miyuki was taken aback, her lips turning up in a bitter curve as she whispered softly, "I understand, sir."

She was a student at Tokyo University, ranked number one in Asia and twenty-fourth in the world, with Tsinghua coming in at twenty-eighth.

With a little hint from Lu Liang, Sakurada Miyuki understood.

Choosing her, even developing a long-term relationship, was not because she was particularly beautiful, nor because Lu Liang was particularly fond of her.

She was like a gift, a gift from Ota Ling to Lu Liang, whether Lu Liang liked it or not, he would keep the gift and place it in a prominent spot to prove their good relationship.

This gift could be Sakurada Miyuki, last night’s Nanako, or some other girl.

She shouldn’t consider herself too important.

The flash of surprise in Lu Liang’s eyes, with a smile on his lips, "Miyuki, you’re very smart. I’m starting to like you a bit."

Sakurada Miyuki’s cheeks flushed, silent and at a loss, not knowing how to respond to Lu Liang’s ’confession’.

Right then, the doorbell rang, accompanied by the waiter’s reminder of meal delivery. She eagerly said, "I’ll go open the door."

...

"Get some rest early."

Late into the night, after having some main course and washing up, Lu Liang went to rest in another room.

He had a flight booked for noon the next day, and with some time left in the morning, he planned to visit a motorhome in Roppongi, just to get acquainted.

In the neighboring room, Sakurada Miyuki lay wide-eyed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind swirling with thoughts.

At this moment, she faced a significant life decision, whether to actively go next door.

By going, she might solidify their relationship, although she wasn’t sure if solidifying the relationship was good or bad.

But he couldn’t just not go; by the time Lu Liang’s relationship with Ota Ling had developed to the point where gifts were no longer needed to prove its strength, her role as a gift would also become meaningless.

"Brave people get to enjoy the world first."

A deep sigh echoed in the spacious room.

As the night deepened, Lu Liang’s eyelids grew heavy, and finally, unable to stay awake any longer, he put down his phone.

Somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, the door suddenly cracked open.

A figure slipped through the gap and wriggled under the covers from the end of the bed, rustling up to the head of the bed.

Sakurada Miyuki blinked her big eyes and mustered her courage, "Good evening, sir. Good night."

"Good night," Lu Liang chuckled softly, hugging her as if she were a doll, and fell asleep in each other’s embrace.

Having wealth and power, sincere and beautiful feelings came naturally. He always told himself not to care about their authenticity but to take them as real for the moment and enjoy the present goodness.

The next morning, the two of them took a trip to Roppongi.

Located in the Tokyo Minato District, it’s known for its luxury and elegance, one of the famous wealthy districts.

The house that Ota Ling had given was next to the Asahi TV Station and the Yahoo Group Building.

On the eighth floor, a 480-square-meter flat apartment came with five parking spaces, three of which were occupied by three brand-new sedans, an SUV, and a sports car.

One black, one white, one red - the total price of the three cars must exceed 2 million US dollars, plus the 18 million US dollars for the property.

The personal gift from Ota Ling to Lu Liang had a total value of over 20 million US dollars.

"This place is now yours," Lu Liang handed over all the keys and documents to Sakurada Miyuki.

Sakurada Miyuki couldn’t help but ask, "Sir, when will you be back?"

The moment she received the bundle of keys, she suddenly understood why so many girls chose to do a ’daddy’s activity.’

With an average price of 4 million yen per square meter in Roppongi, how many people spend their entire lives only able to live in apartments of a few dozen square meters?

And here she was, suddenly moving into a luxury 480-square-meter apartment and having the right to use three luxury cars.

"I don’t have a date for my next visit yet," Lu Liang said with a light laugh, caressing her cheek, "I’m off."

"Take care, sir."

At three thirty in the afternoon, the plane arrived at Pu Xin Airport, marking the end of Lu Liang’s three-day trip to Tokyo.

On the way back to the company, Fang Shiyu suddenly pulled the car into a gas station: "Bro, we’re almost out of gas."

Lu Liang hummed in acknowledgment and glanced at the gas prices.

They seemed to have fueled up here last Saturday when the price was 6.78 yuan per liter.

In just one week, with OPEC announcing production cuts, the price for 92 octane had risen by 0.45 yuan per liter.

It broke through 7 yuan and hit 7.23 yuan.

Based on an average 50-liter tank, filling up had gone from 339 yuan to 361.5 yuan, an increase of 22.5 yuan per tank.

Lu Liang browsed the news; almost overnight, gas prices soared past 7 yuan everywhere, with places like Hai Island even approaching 8 yuan.

"Good news for new energy."

For a moment, Lu Liang even doubted whether OPEC’s production cut was related to Zhong.

But then he thought that the two didn’t really get along, and besides, it was usual for domestic prices to rise along with international hikes.

The magnitude of this increase was a bit much; it was likely a move to push the development of the new energy market.

With oil prices universally breaking 7 yuan, wavering potential owners of new energy vehicles suddenly felt surer about their decision.

The lower-priced BYD and the higher-end Tesla both saw a surge in sales volume.

Eager not to be left behind, NIO took the opportunity to announce that they would begin trial production on April 5th and simultaneously opened their reservation channel.

Xiao Peng Car quickly followed suit, saying that after the trial period, they would open reservations for the G3, move to mass production earlier than planned, and guarantee a 12-week delivery.

Li Xiang also announced almost at the same time that they would hold a delivery event for their first batch of 20 vehicles on April 12th.

The new energy market surged again, turning entirely bullish.

Tianxing Fund kept pace with the sector, with its latest net value reaching 1.423.

The entire sector received another shot of adrenaline, surging yesterday and opening high and going higher today, painting the motherland’s landscape red.