Chapter 541 I Was Still Blasting Cow Dung when I Was 13

After the money is invested, the valuation of these two companies will inevitably increase, and the specific share ratio will definitely change at that time. This kind of thing is not Yang Lingyue's business.

At this time, Lao Ma calmed down: "Thank you, will you interfere with my decision?"

Yang Lingyue shook his head: "No, I can still grant you my share voting rights. Even if I have ideas, it's just a suggestion."

"Why?"

"I believe in my vision. Of course, if you and I switch positions, I don't think I can do this. I admire you very much."

"The last question, are you the white glove of your government?"

"Will there be a corresponding investigation after I invest in your company?"

"It should be."

"I won't want your technology, and the person who invested in you is her. She is an American and is simply an investor."

Yang Lingyue smiled and pointed to Liu Xiaoli on the side.

For Musk, who Yang Lingyue is and what his background is is not important at all. It is very important not to interfere with his decision-making and give him money without his technology.

Liu Xiaoli smiled and nodded.

Li Jing, who was recording on the side, was boiling with excitement. What a great trust this was.

The negotiation with Lao Ma ended as the Mexican burrito was eaten.

There were no surprises. 50 million was invested in Tesla and 100 million was invested in SpaceX.

Liu Xiaoli signed a memorandum with him in the name of Carrie Bank and took a photo in the exhibition hall.

Lao Ma was very satisfied with this. When asked about the relationship between them, Yang Lingyue said they were family.

When sending Yang Lingyue and his group to the airport, Lao Ma said he would give Yang Lingyue a gift and asked him to pay attention to the news of the next rocket launch.

Yang Lingyue said he was looking forward to it.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the four of them boarded the plane again, flying from San Jose Airport to Irvine Airport, also known as John Wayne Airport, because they would stay at Liu Xiaoli's home in the United States at night.

It took less than an hour to fly 600 kilometers from Northern California to Southern California.

On the plane, Liu Xiaoli was very silent, and Yang Lingyue was also a little silent, looking out the window all the time.

Li Jing was chattering there, curious about why Yang Lingyue was so optimistic about the decadent Musk.

Yang Lingyue retracted his gaze and said lightly: "He was able to independently develop games at the age of 13 to earn his first pot of gold, and he was able to earn 1.5 billion US dollars at the age of 24. This person has always had a long-term vision, and now it is just a low point."

Li Jing said: "I think you are better than him."

"Forget it, I was still stuffing firecrackers in cow dung when I was 13."

"The living environment is different, and we can't simply judge it based on the exchange rate difference. Ignore this, the currency consumption of the two countries is similar."

Yang Lingyue pulled the corner of his mouth, and finally said: "I'm just a speculator."

Li Jing was very dissatisfied with the boss's words. The boss worked harder than Musk, okay?

Liu Xiaoli was amused by this sentence and said, "It's rare to see you evaluate yourself like this."

"Iron Man, you know, in my opinion, Musk is such a person, the same genius, the same playboy, the only difference is that he started from scratch.

Today, seeing such a proud son of heaven being hit like this, his wife and girlfriend left him one after another, I felt sad.

I wonder, if one day I can't move forward, will someone help me like I helped him."

Liu Xiaoli wanted to kick Yang Lingyue. Half a year ago, you were almost dead. Who left your women and subordinates? My daughter has fallen.

But she softened her heart in an instant. Although Yang Lingyue was a little hypocritical at this moment, he was rarely fragile.

As he said: Seeing the end of the same kind of proud son of heaven, I felt sad.

Maybe that's why he invested so happily.

At this time, Li Jing vowed: "Boss, I will definitely not leave you, even without salary."

Yang Lingyue glanced at her and smiled: "Okay, I will take care of your food and accommodation in the future, and I won't pay you."

Li Jing cried: "It's unreasonable, you are not bankrupt now, I just imagined going out to beg for food for you, and I ate you first."

Everyone was amused by Li Jing, even the flight attendants sitting in the aisle couldn't help laughing.

Liu Xiaoli smiled: "Li Jing, no one curses your boss like you."

Li Jing was a little embarrassed: "I am just a metaphor, and it's not my turn to say it. He is your future son-in-law, you can still starve him."

"Haha."

This made Liu Xiaoli feel awkward. When she took a photo with Musk, she said that he was Yang Lingyue's friend, and then she heard him say that he was a family member, and now she heard Li Jing say that he was a son-in-law.

Maybe it's all.

Talking and laughing, they arrived at Irvine Airport.

The person who came to pick up Liu Xiaoli was a Chinese neighbor, who drove a Cadillac and was about fifty years old. His last name was Qiao and his given name was John. It was basically known that he was an old Chinese. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was indeed.

He was very enthusiastic, and Liu Xiaoli thanked him twice.

He introduced Yang Lingyue, saying that he was her colleague, and the other two were naturally colleagues.

"Hello."

Qiao John only said this sentence and then told Liu Xiaoli that you also hired a housekeeper to clean your house, and then invited her to sit in the passenger seat, and Liu Xiaoli did not refuse.

In this way, Yang Lingyue and his two colleagues squeezed in the back and went to Liu Xiaoli's Irvine villa.

Not to mention Yang Lingyue and Wu Zhigang, Li Jing could see that something was wrong.

After the scene at Kerry Bank, Yang Lingyue knew Liu Xiaoli's charm very well. He didn't listen to this Qiao John who kept saying that Liu Xiaoli had become more beautiful.

This noisy voice lasted for about forty minutes.

When they got out of the car at the door, Qiao John obviously wanted to continue chatting, but it should be his wife who came over and greeted Liu Xiaoli, and then the two left.

When Yang Lingyue entered the door, he vaguely heard the quarrel in the distance and couldn't help laughing.

It was a typical American mansion with three floors, front and back yards and garages.

When she returned to her home, Liu Xiaoli was visibly relaxed and diligently told her about the layout of the house. The first floor was the servants' room, dining room and kitchen, the second floor was the guest room, and the third floor was the master bedroom.

Wu Zhigang and Li Jing's rooms were arranged on the second floor, and they were told to wash up and go to bed early.

Then she pointed upstairs and said to Yang Lingyue: "You can stay in Xixi's room. I'll take you upstairs."

When they went upstairs, Yang Lingyue asked: "Do you usually have many guests at home? There are so many rooms."

Liu Xiaoli said without turning her head: "My brother and sister sometimes come."

Yang Lingyue responded, looked at the graceful figure in front of him, and swallowed unconsciously.

He wanted to look away, but still failed.