After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 272 - 271: Must Capture Within Three Steps

Within three steps, he would surely capture the prey.

The two men went next door to the restaurant.

Lu Liang gestured to his cousin to join in, "Yu, come over and join us, Mr. Wu is no stranger."

"So, you're Mr. Lu's cousin, what a pleasure to meet you, really a person of impressive appearance and bearing," Wu Tianzheng praised shamelessly, starting to toast with a beaming smile.

Fang Shiyu hurriedly waved his hands to refuse, "Mr. Wu, thank you, sorry, but I don't drink."

"Just have a little to accompany Mr. Wu. I've had a stomachache recently and I'll drive later."

Lu Liang, smiling and sipping on juice.

Fang Shiyu looked troubled, but it wouldn't be good to refuse again.

However, it was clear he had never drunk liquor before; after one or two cups, he gulped it down, quietly saying, "It's done."

"Brother Yu, nice tolerance."

Wu Tianzheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly applauded in praise.

The clapping sounded like some kind of signal,

Suddenly, someone knocked on the private room door.

Three women in their late twenties entered, faces radiant with smiles as if adorned with peach blossoms: "Mr. Wu, we're here."

At the end of December, Modu's temperature hovered in single digits, but they were all wearing tight-fitting mini skirts and flesh-toned silk stockings, their feet in Valentino stiletto shoes, shoulders draped with fluffy jackets or loose down coats.

They looked exceptionally lovely.

"Don't be shy, everyone, please take a seat."

Wu Tianzheng watched Fang Shiyu's expression, noticing that his gaze fell on a girl in a purple mini skirt and silk stockings.

When the girl looked at him and offered a smile, he immediately turned his flushed face away in shyness.

Old Wu chuckled, instantly understanding, "Wenqi, go sit over there, I have some things to discuss with Mr. Lu."

"Hi there, handsome, I'm Liang Wenqi, really happy to meet you."

Liang Wenqi had a smile on her face, sitting down with ease next to him, extending her fair and delicate hand—an impeccably manicured hand so soft it seemed water could be squeezed from it.

"Hello~" Fang Shiyu's face suddenly turned red, subconsciously looking towards Lu Liang for help.

Lu Liang was deep in conversation with Wu Tianzheng and didn't pay him any heed, "Has War Wolf 2 wrapped up yet?"

"Just got back from Africa last week. Wu Jing has lost a lot of weight. He's planning to get his health back before visiting you."

"Still decided to release it during the summer slot?"

"That's the current plan."

"Handsome, won't you tell me your name?"

Liang Wenqi pouted with a look of wistful longing, her eyes watery as though brimming with spring water.

"I'm Fang... Fang Shiyu."

Fang Shiyu introduced himself awkwardly and haltingly.

"Shiyu, I see you're really strong~ Did you used to be a soldier?"

"Yeah, I served for a few years."

"Wo~ That's amazing, I've always admired soldiers since I was little. Was the training very tough?"

"It was okay, just the recruit training was quite hard."

"Can you tell me about the things you did in the recruit training?"

"We would get up before five in the morning for a five-kilometer force march, followed by an hour of marching drills..."

"Wo~ I really admire your perseverance."

Liang Wenqi wore a face of admiration, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise, her gaze fixed on Fang Shiyu.

That kind of look is more than most men can resist, let alone a young man in the prime of his youth.

"Come on, everyone, have a drink. Mr. Lu isn't feeling well, so he'll stick to juice."

Wu Tianzheng was all smiles, seemingly an old hand at this, very adept at stirring up the atmosphere.

Sure enough, Fang Shiyu was still drinking straightforwardly.

He quickly suggested, "How about we go sing some karaoke?"

There's no such thing as drunkenness leading to debauchery,

Honestly, a truly drunk person can't even rouse themselves.

If they got Fang Shiyu completely drunk, then tonight's effort would've been in vain.

The best scenario would be to keep him in a state between being half-awake and half-dreaming.

Everyone instinctively turned toward Lu Liang, though he acted like an onlooker, indifferent to the drama unfolding.

But the name Lu Liang, wherever he went, could not be ignored.

Holding his juice, Lu Liang smiled and nodded, "Singing songs isn't bad, it's been a while since I went."

Six people, two cars, the night continued at a KTV.

Old Wu really knew how to pick a spot—below was the karaoke space; above, a hotel, with rooms already booked. He quietly handed the room card to Liang Wenqi.

Lu Liang chuckled, unable to help but give a thumbs-up; looking for Old Wu was indeed the right choice for handling such matters—a job for the professionals.

Once at the karaoke room, the three ladies went full throttle, launching an offensive at Fang Shiyu—two striking while one defended, solidifying Fang Shiyu's good impression of them even further.

When Fang Shiyu couldn't keep up, they even drank for him.

Seeing this, Fang Shiyu hurriedly snatched the glass, "Wenqi, I can drink it, you should drink less."

His tolerance wasn't bad, but even he was quickly overwhelmed and began to sit and stare blankly.

"Shiyu, let me help you upstairs to rest."

Liang Wenqi whispered gently, encircling his neck with her arm.

"No, I still need to take Mr. Lu home."

Fang Shiyu shook his head, trying to force himself to stay alert.

Lu Liang approached Fang Shiyu and patted his shoulder, "Just enjoy tonight, I'll make my own way back later."

After that, he didn't pay any more attention, grabbed the microphone, and belted out a Cantonese song, "Boundless Seas and Skies."

Not afraid that one day it'll be just you and me~

After finishing, Lu Liang looked back to see that Fang Shiyu had disappeared from the sofa. Wu Tianzheng, cuddling another model, said smilingly, "Mr. Lu, they've already gone up."

"Old Wu, I'll leave this to you."

Lu Liang laughed too, took a piece of watermelon from the fruit platter.

Wetting his throat, "I'm tired, so I'll be off."

Wu Tianzheng hurriedly stood up, chasing out of the room, "Mr. Lu, let me escort you."

"Stay, you don't need to."

Lu Liang paused, then advised, "Afterward, give the money where it's due, provide resources where they're needed, just don't let my cousin get entangled in this. Old Wu, I appreciate your hard work on this matter."

"Mr. Lu, rest assured on that account."

Wu Tianzheng's face was all smiles as he bowed repeatedly, respectfully watching Lu Liang drive away.

He'd been in the film business for most of his life and knew that Lu Liang's refusal of an escort was one thing, but it was another for him to lack manners.

The next morning, Lu Liang drove to the company alone.

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Seeing Fang Shiyu sitting at his desk, lost in thought, with Chen Jinchun chattering nearby about who knows what.

Getting closer, Lu Liang discovered Chen Jinchun was bragging about the company's account breaking through 9 million fans.

At 7 million, she'd eaten a dragon fruit, and at 8 million, a light bulb-shaped candy.

Now she was fretting about what stunt to pull next, "Maybe buy a can of surströmming? I hear it's quite smelly?"

Fang Shiyu replied distractedly, "Anything's fine."

Lu Liang laughed, a bit annoyed, "The company hasn't set you any targets; don't harm yourself for no reason."

"Mr. Lu, good morning."

Seeing Lu Liang, several people promptly stood up to greet him.

Lu Liang bowed his head in return, walked to his office, then suddenly doubled back and called his cousin in as well, pouring him a cup of tea.

Sitting at the tea table with a smile, he inquired, "What time did you get home?"

Fang Shiyu's face turned red and after a long hesitation, he muttered, "Around 7, I guess."

"Did you enjoy last night?" Lu Liang asked with a smile.

Fang Shiyu's face grew even redder, which was quite noticeable even on his dark skin.

Seemingly recalling the previous night, his first time felt shameful because it was over too quickly—thankfully, the girl had been comforting.

But the second time, ah...

It was his first encounter with such gracefulness, and he felt his life was suddenly worthwhile.

Lu Liang couldn't help but snicker; even without speaking, his cousin's expressions said it all.

He took a sip of his tea and softly spoke, "It's fine to have fun, but don't take it seriously; those girls aren't the good sort."

Fang Shiyu looked stunned and flushed as he stammered out a few words, "Wenqi, she wouldn't..."

"Are you sure that's her real name?"

Lu Liang smiled and patted his shoulder, "Do you have her contact information? If so, try calling her now."

Fang Shiyu took out his phone, dialed the number, and a voice prompt indicated it was switched off. He blankly mused, "Why is it like this?"

In a quiet voice, Lu Liang said, "In the future, if you want to date, find a serious girl—ones found online are unreliable; mostly scammers."

Fang Shiyu looked dazed and mute for a long while before saying in his hometown dialect, "Brother, thank you."

"No need for thanks between brothers for a lifetime; everybody's young once, don't take women too seriously."

"As long as a man has money, he needn't worry about finding women. Focus on your work, and come year's end, I'll give you a bonus to renovate your house back home."

"Give your uncle and aunt something to be proud of."

Lu Liang's face beamed with a smile, his arm draped over his cousin's shoulder.

He didn't know how much his cousin had been scammed out of through online romance, but it must have been a fair amount.

But what was done was done, consider it tuition fees.

With him as an older brother, his cousin had nothing to worry about.