Chapter 669: Chapter 661: The Great Grace of Saving a Life

“A friend from Wall Street?”

As it approached noon, Lu Liang received a call from Li Zhikai, “Let him come over, I’m at the Meigao Hotel.”

Ending the call, a slight smile appeared on his lips. At this time, there’s probably no one else other than Kamon looking for him.

The mystery that had troubled him for days was finally about to be solved.

“Are you busy again?” Tian Xi, half-awake, hugged Lu Liang’s arm to her chest, like a brush to a brush rack.

Although they were supposedly on a vacation, she felt that Lu Liang seemed busy the entire time, spending only a few hours with her each day.

“It’s something that can’t be helped.”

Lu Liang chuckled; he was indeed always busy, and bringing her along was just to make work less dull.

Tian Xi pouted, not yet having the chance to complain, when she heard Lu Liang say, “Once you wake up, go shop downstairs. A sudden windfall needs to be spent.”

He took the check lying on the bedside table — 20 million Macau dollars. Today’s mission for them was to spend it all, so they wouldn’t have to bring it back to the mainland and pay taxes.

“Do we really have to spend it all?”

Tian Xi was stunned; 20 million is an eight-digit figure. The most money she had seen from childhood was only six digits.

Though her family likely had seven-digit assets, that included the house, cars, and all her parents’ life savings.

“Time is tight, and the task is heavy, hurry and get up.”

“Coming, coming.”

Macau is indeed a giant money pit.

Especially the large malls near the casinos, with all kinds of high-end luxury brands, meeting every need of those who win big.

20 million was spent faster than expected; just helping Tian Xi pick a few items already used up a quarter of it.

A Patek Philippe women’s watch and several high-end luxury clothing and accessories.

The only downside of expensive things is their price, but dressed in them, Tian Xi looked like a dazzling rich heiress.

Lu Liang laughed, “I heard that the domestic entertainment industry is trending toward a rich woman persona recently, you could try it too.”

“But lots of people know my parents.” Tian Xi’s eyes lit up before her face fell again.

She knew that if she could attach a striking label to herself, like rich girl, tomboy, or wealthy and generous, it would be very beneficial for her future career.

But her parents were high school teachers, not quite peach-and-plum-fulfilling-the-world, but close. Pretending to be a rich girl with such a family background might be easily exposed.

“People who like you will only see and believe what they see and hear. Those who don’t like you, it won’t matter even if it’s exposed.”

Lu Liang smiled, “As long as you neither admit nor deny it, that story can keep going.”

“Really?” Tian Xi was half doubtful.

“When one day you appear in public in that outfit and get photographed by the media, you’ll know.”

Lu Liang stopped mid-sentence, suddenly noticing a foreigner looking around in the distance. He put on a suitably surprised expression.

He waved to greet him, then turned to Tian Xi, “Buy whatever you like, I have a friend coming over.”

After saying that, Lu Liang left the check, leaving Tian Xi behind, and walked leisurely towards Wilson’s direction.

“Kamon, so the friend from Wall Street Zhikai mentioned was you?”

The two found a nearby tea house. Lu Liang sat in the host’s seat, smiling as he brewed tea.

“Lu, your acting is terrible, I think you need further training.” Wilson had a face full of resentment.

Anyone could see that Lu Liang was deliberately messing with him, so how could he not see it too?

But he was willing to be strung along, willing to take the initiative to reconcile.

Lu Liang smiled and skipped the topic, “So, what’s the matter?”

Wilson drank his tea heartily, sighing, “We lost 23.9 billion US Dollars in London gold.”

“I really don’t understand why you seemed possessed at the time, it wasn’t like your style.”

Lu Liang was puzzled. From his understanding of Wilson, JPMorgan should have given up during the second wave.

If they had closed positions and gone long back then, the loss of 23.9 billion could have been avoided by at least half.

This matter had always puzzled him, but he couldn’t find out what exactly happened.

It even made Lu Liang wonder if someone had hired a South Asian curse master to hex Wilson.

A normally sensible person suddenly losing his mind, aside from metaphysics, seemed unexplainable.

Wilson smiled bitterly, “Some private reasons made me lose my head, always thinking I could ruin you.”

“It’s because it’s a private matter that I really want to know.” Lu Liang narrowed his eyes, completely unconcerned with boundaries, continuing to press.

“There’s nothing much to say.”

Wilson didn’t want to say, planning to skip the topic. Lu Liang smiled and asked, “But I’m very curious.”

Now that roles were reversed, laying Wilson’s secrets bare in the sun would be very beneficial for their cooperation.

It’s like romancing a girl; after seeing her completely exposed and hearing her gasps on the bed, she couldn’t pretend to be reserved even if she wanted to.

They stared at each other in silence for a long time, and the atmosphere in the tea house gradually grew tense.

Wilson finally gave in, as he needed Lu Liang’s help, and reluctantly said, “Doug, you should have seen him before, the young blonde who was always by my side.”

“Seen him a few times, quite handsome.” Lu Liang glanced towards the door; if Kamon hadn’t mentioned it, he wouldn’t have noticed.

His assistant, who followed him everywhere, had been replaced with a middle-aged Asian manager.

“I have another assistant named Lar; they both harbored ill intentions, deliberately provoking me during transactions.”

Wilson withheld some unimportant details, like how they were both his true loves, and he even facilitated their union.

Including Lu Liang, the love he couldn’t have, meant he was betrayed by three people in just a few days.

Lu Liang asked again, “Was the final wave of transactions handled by someone else?”

“Yes, Doug went to Jamie to complain, and Jamie gave him a chance to replace me.”

Wilson pondered for a moment and said, “Lu, actually, you’re my savior for saving my life.”

“How so?” Lu Liang was puzzled.

“The grace of saving a life is a great one.”

Wilson mused, “If it weren’t for your impartiality, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to sit here and chat with you now.”

“So how do you plan to repay your savior?”

Lu Liang smiled, naturally placing himself in the role of the savior.

The doubts of the past few days were now clarified.

With internal strife, everything made sense.

“Haven’t I repaid you? If anyone dares to harm you, I’d be the first to object.”

Wilson suddenly grew angry, righteous indignation, “Business is business; discussions on personal safety are taboo. You have no idea how angry I was when I found out, wanting to beat those guys up.”

“Really?” Lu Liang raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise, “I had no idea such a thing happened. Nice to know now.”

Wilson was taken aback, realizing Lu Liang was handing him a lifeline, hurriedly saying, “Lu, you have too few eyes and ears on Wall Street. You can’t keep focusing only domestically; you have to pay more attention abroad.”

Lu Liang sighed and lamented, “What can I do? After all, I’m an outsider, and you all think I’m here with bad intentions.”

“Who thinks that? Who dares to think that?” Wilson said sternly, his chest thumping, “With our years of friendship, as long as you’re willing to trust me, I’m your best spy on Wall Street.”

Lu Liang chuckled, appearing earnest, and raised his cup, “Kamon, you’re indeed my good friend.”

Wilson coughed a few times, feeling the groundwork was laid, as a good friend, a friend in trouble, a friend should help.

“Lu, actually, this time I…”

Just as he started, Lu Liang interrupted, “Who spread these rumors? Muddy Water? Gugen? Zade? Would they dare?”

“Kamon, we’re good friends. Can you help me investigate? This matter is always a thorn in my heart.”

Although worried, as Wilson looked at Lu Liang, his face was full of playfulness, and his eyes lingered on him.

Wilson widened his eyes, pointing to his nose in disbelief, “You don’t think I’m the one directing, do you?”

“I didn’t say anything, that’s just your own guess.”

Lu Liang remained calm, sipping tea, browsing his phone.

Suddenly seeing a WeChat message from Tian Xi, asking if he was done. If he was still busy, she’d head back to the hotel first.

“Almost done. We’re at the nearby Baoji Tea House, come over, we’ll have dinner together later.”

Lu Liang replied in front of Wilson, making it clear the conversation was ending.

If he doesn’t tell the truth and wants to muddle through, then there’s no point in continuing the discussion.