Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list

Who exactly is this guy? Wu Jun muttered to himself. But he also felt a sense of relief. So, there was still a glimmer of hope for the company. Although they had lost a lot of the market, at least it was clinging to life.

As for Wu Han's misfortune, Wu Jun wasn't concerned. On the contrary, he saw it as a form of training for his son. His family was nouveau riche; they hadn't been born into wealth. When his son was between a few and ten years old, they lived like ordinary people. Children like that always tend to have a psychological sense of superiority. They weren't as calm as children from families that had been wealthy for generations; they were extremely restless. This lesson was a good one for his son.

"My poor son! Old Wu, do you even consider him your son?"

When Wu Jun returned home, he saw his wife still making a fuss and said coldly, "If you keep on with this endless nagging, I really will divorce you!"

His wife opened her mouth but ultimately didn't dare to say anything.

「Meanwhile, elsewhere.」

After finishing his meal at the Rural Tourism place, Luofeng went to the Music Academy. Upon entering, he found Duanmu Yunji in the piano room.

"Little brother, why didn't you bring ice cream today?"

Usually, Duanmu Yunji called Luofeng by his name. 'Little brother' was a teasing form of address.

"Is little sister's foot feeling any better?" Luofeng also teased back.

"Erm, it's already scabbing. You're just making a mountain out of a molehill. It's really nothing, you know."

Luofeng took out his phone. "Look, I saw a pretty good performance during lunch today. I wonder if you'd like it?"

"Oh? A performance?"

Duanmu Yunji was momentarily stunned but still took the phone.

And then she saw Wu Han frantically smashing himself with a beer bottle.

"You..." Duanmu Yunji asked worriedly, "They won't sue you, will they?"

"Hehe, don't worry, they won't. If Wu Han were planning to sue, he wouldn't have come to me," Luofeng replied with a confident smile.

"Thanks..." Duanmu Yunji lowered her voice.

"It's nothing. How about we go out for a walk?"

Duanmu Yunji declined, "I'd better practice the piano. I'll treat you to dinner tonight—the Dry Pot Fish at the place behind the school. Are you in?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Luofeng smiled faintly. "But first, I need to return the car to Li Bo Kai. I'm heading back tomorrow."

"Oh..." Duanmu Yunji fell silent for a while. "Then when will you come to Capital City?"

"Anytime, really. To come to Capital City from anywhere in the country, you just take a plane. It won't take more than a few hours from the popular cities, right?" Luofeng chuckled. "Just send me a message calling for me, and I'll fly over immediately."

"Erm," Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes at him. "Then you'd better hurry and return the car."

"Alright!"

Luofeng nodded and left the piano room.

Driving the Ferrari, he delivered the car to Golden Harbour.

The spirited young guys were racing on the track.

"Yo, kiddo, long time no see."

Just then, a familiar voice sounded nearby.

Luofeng turned around and saw it was Han Feifei.

Last time Han Feifei invited him for a meal, they were interrupted by some thugs.

Although Luofeng knew she was putting on an act, he never exposed her. After they parted ways, Luofeng didn't actively try to woo her. Luofeng's principle was that as long as they were in his 'fishpond,' he would just keep 'raising' them. Actually, to put it this way, although Han Feifei was also a goddess, she wasn't exactly a top-tier stunner. It's still the same saying: you need to wear a uniform. That makes it a bit more interesting.

Checking her Desire List, Luofeng knew her good feeling towards him was around sixty points. So, the good feeling was decreasing? Luofeng wasn't surprised. Even couples can break up over fights, so Good Feeling Degrees dropping was quite normal. Perhaps it was because Luofeng hadn't contacted her.

"Long time no see, miss. Why are you here?" Luofeng asked.

"I came with a friend."

"Here to race?"

"Just looking at the cars."

Golden Harbour Car Park is a comprehensive automotive complex, not just a place for racing, but also for buying cars. The several 4S stores here, including Mercedes Benz Road Tiger and Porsche, were all doing good business. None of the three giants was doing poorly.

"Where's your friend?" Luofeng asked.

"Test-driving," Han Feifei pointed at a Porsche 718 in the middle of the racetrack.

"Oh, my friend is also here having fun. I borrowed a car from him earlier and now I've come to return it," Luofeng said honestly.

"You have friends here in Capital City?" Han Feifei pretended to be curious.

In fact, she knew almost everything about Luofeng's affairs in Capital City.

"Listen to you! It's as if someone like me couldn't make friends," Luofeng replied, somewhat annoyed.

"By the way, little brother, when are you going to Bangkok again? My friend and I both want to go. If a big shot like you came with us, we'd feel so much safer!" Han Feifei suddenly brought up.

Luofeng just smiled, knowing what she was up to.

"No can do. I have to report to school the day after tomorrow, and I'm heading back to Shanghai tomorrow. I'm afraid I won't be able to go there anytime soon." As he spoke, Luofeng continued, "Also, let me give you a piece of advice: whether it's one girl or two, it's best not to travel to Siam!"

Siam is one of the most dangerous places in the world, okay? How many kidneys have gone missing there? And you still dare to go? But given her identity, Luofeng knew she wouldn't dare not go; in fact, she had to go to investigate the Flour Factory affair thoroughly.

Han Feifei said regretfully, "That's a pity. By the way, do you know anyone over there?"

"Oh?" Luofeng raised an eyebrow slightly but didn't answer the question.

Han Feifei also grew nervous; she knew Luofeng probably suspected her. "Well, I'll go join my friend for the test drive then. We can contact each other on WeChat if anything comes up."

"Okay!" Luofeng nodded.

As for contacting through WeChat? If the young lady doesn't look for me, I certainly won't look for her. Anyway, she's the one asking me for help. Take it slow. Luofeng couldn't be bothered with all that. There were plenty of other girls, after all.

"Here, the car key. Thanks a lot, Brother Li."

Soon, Li Bo Kai also finished his drive and came to the side of the racetrack. Luofeng returned the car key to him.

"No need to thank me. If you like this car, I'll gift it to you. I hope you don't mind that it's secondhand," Li Bo Kai said grandly, not taking the car key.

"What's going on?" Luofeng looked at him in confusion.

"It's simply to thank you, Brother Feng, for pulling me aboard. Actually, when I bought the car, I already thought about gifting it to you," Li Bo Kai explained.

"Haven't you always liked this car?"

"It's not suitable for a spirited young guy like me!" Li Bo Kai said with a laugh. "I still prefer the understated wildness of a Lamborghini!"

Luofeng nearly choked. You call a Lamborghini understated? Seriously? But in actuality, compared to Ferrari, Lamborghini indeed is more understated. Because its "roar" isn't as loud as a Ferrari's. Among luxury cars, Ferrari's engine roar is one of the loudest.

"Alright then, I won't be polite," Luofeng thought for a moment and nodded.

"Don't be. Out of the 10 million, I only gave you 2.7 million. I still made much, much more," said Li Bo Kai.

"Hahaha!" Luofeng laughed, thinking, If it were anyone else, and you helped them earn 100 million, would they give you 27 million? This was already very good. Of course, Luofeng also knew this was all because of his own strength; that's why the other party was being so generous.