Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 938

The next day, Sunday, at Jingang Automobile Park, Bald Qiang's livestreamed car test was still going on in full swing.

Thus proving that the graphene battery specs released by Blue Future's official channels were not fake.

Five‑minute fast charge, range and so on—all the data was perfectly real.

Luofeng didn't bother to pay attention to how exactly Bald Qiang was testing; since someone was doing it for him, he only needed to care about the results.

And what were the results?

They'd be however the netizens reacted when the time came.

Around noon, Luofeng looked at Duanmu Yunji snuggled in his arms and said with a wicked grin, "Tired?"

"What do you think?" Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes at him. "You keep tossing back and forth like this, I want to ask, aren't you tired?"

Luofeng feigned shock. "So you mean we do it together?"

After all, when there's a master to learn from, you don't have to keep running back and forth, right?

Duanmu Yunji glared. "That's not what I meant!"

"Then what did you mean?" Luofeng pressed.

"Do it less and you won't have to keep going back and forth," Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes again.

After all, every half hour Luofeng had to go over to Qin Rubing's side.

Then come back again?

He really could toss people around, okay?

Because on weekends he didn't go to piano practice until nine, and with the expected "delays" here and there…

He basically wouldn't go to school until ten.

So, getting up at seven, that left about a three‑hour vacuum period?

Yup, a vacuum period.

Because in those three hours, both girls were in their "vacuum period."

Luofeng had said this way was more convenient.

Spaghetti‑strap nightie plus nothing underneath was really quite nice.

A bit more interesting than being completely naked.

And it seemed that at home, as long as there were no guests, girls preferred it that way.

There was once a news story about a delivery guy who, when delivering food, saw the female customer was in her vacuum period, and started chatting her up, asking, "Are you not wearing anything?"

Then the woman immediately reported him for harassment.

"I'd agree, but Little Luo wouldn't!" Luofeng followed the topic.

"Hmph!" Duanmu Yunji huffed coquettishly and refused to keep tangling with him on that subject; it was something you could never talk clear.

Around noon.

Luofeng received a phone call.

He'd marked this number in his contacts: it was the security chief at the Spanish Embassy.

What was this guy calling him for?

Could it be that Princess Leonore had come to Daxia? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Impossible—last time she'd rushed back home; it hadn't been that long.

And Luofeng could tell that the Spanish Royal Family didn't want the little princess to have too much contact with him.

After all, he was Leonore's lifesaver; if they met too often, were they going to make him a Prince of Spain?

That kind of thing was practically impossible.

After thinking it over, Luofeng still picked up the call and said, "Hello, this is Carrell, right?"

"Yes, I'm Carrell. Good afternoon, Mr. Luo!" Carrell said politely.

The two of them spoke in English.

Luofeng's English was very good.

He'd pumped a lot of Attribute Points into it and could basically communicate with foreigners without barriers.

"May I ask if Mr. Luo is in the Capital City right now?" Carrell asked.

"Yes, I'm in the Capital," Luofeng said.

Carrell immediately said, "That's good. His Highness has sent a gift to Mr. Luo, but we don't know your home address, so it was mailed to the embassy. Please come here to pick it up."

"I see. All right, I'll come over right away!" Luofeng didn't ask what the gift was, because that would be too impolite. Besides, he'd know soon enough, so why ask?

"Very well, I'll be waiting for you at the embassy, Mr. Luo!" Carrell said.

After ending the call…

Luofeng went downstairs from the Yunjing International Building, found a boutique supermarket, and bought a bottle of Light of Paris Champagne as a present.

The gift cost five thousand yuan.

Not too high, not too low.

Carrying the gift, Luofeng drove the Rolls-Royce to the embassy.

When he arrived, he saw Carrell waiting for him at the gatehouse.

Carrell was secretly surprised that Luofeng had actually driven himself over, with no security detail.

Did this guy not worry about safety at all?

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