"It’s delicious!"
The texture of the fish liver was almost like that of soft tofu, both tender and smooth, and it was also full of fresh flavor.
As the al was coming to an end, Luofeng suddenly spoke up, "Yunji, I need to ask for your help with sothing."
"Ah? What is it?" Duanmu Yunji, playing with her fragrant hair, turned to look at Luofeng while fishing for leftovers at the bottom of the pot.
"Well, you know how I went to return the car to Li Bo Kai before? That Ferrari, it was borrowed from him, right?"
Duanmu Yunji nodded. "That car owner... um, I rember. Was his na sothing like Boiled Water?"
"Sothing Boiled Water?" Luofeng couldn’t help but laugh. "Brother Li would probably explode with frustration. How many gatherings has it been, and you still can’t rember his na?"
Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes. "I wasn’t paying attention..."
"When I was returning the car, he said he wanted to gift it to . I refused for ages, but he still insisted on giving it to . Isn’t that absurd?" Luofeng said.
Ye Bing declared he was going to be sick. "Tycoon, can you please just act like a normal person?"
Qin Rubing also looked at Luofeng in surprise.
Although Qin Rubing didn’t know how much a Ferrari 812 cost, she knew that any car associated with that na was bound to be expensive, right? Did one even need to know the price? Just knowing it was a Ferrari was enough. It was like asking how much an apartnt in Lujiazui, Shanghai, cost. You didn’t need to know the exact figure; you just needed to rember that Lujiazui was very expensive.
Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes at Luofeng. "Are you actually complaining about this?"
"Of course, I’m telling the truth!" Luofeng exclaid, feigning total innocence. "He absolutely insisted on giving it to ! What I said is the honest truth. I told him I didn’t want it, but he claid he didn’t want a second-hand Ferrari. See? How could I possibly refuse then?"
"Why would he gift you a car?" Duanmu Yunji asked seriously.
"Probably because in our business cooperation, I helped him make an eight-figure profit!" Luofeng stated bluntly.
Ye Bing was speechless, rolling his eyes. "I’m going to be sick."
Qin Rubing, who hadn’t said much, also spoke up, her voice sounding sowhat cold, "Indeed, I’m also sick."
Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes at Luofeng. "Skipping the uncomfortable middle part, what do you want to help with? I want to clarify first: if it’s about taking the car back to him, I refuse that kind of thing!"
What Duanmu Yunji hated most was when ’flatterer’ friends asked her to deliver things. Returning items was just as bad.
"What are you thinking? Don’t I lack car plate eligibility in the Capital City? So I plan to register this car under your na."
"Oh?" Duanmu Yunji was stunned. Luofeng’s intention seed a bit off.
Luofeng continued, "I’m not usually in the Capital City, you know that, right? If it’s left to gather dust for a long ti, that’s not good either. So if it’s registered under your na, you can drive it around when you’re free, keep it active, and prevent it from developing problems from disuse."
Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes. This guy was being suggestive again.
"Then, when I co to the Capital City, I’d also have a vehicle to use. You know how it is; every ti I visit, I have to borrow a car, and it’s really inconvenient." Luofeng smiled, took out his wallet, and produced a card. "Oh, and here’s a fuel card. You can refuel anyti. I won’t let you be taken advantage of!"
Luofeng appeared thoroughly considerate, almost as if he were putting Duanmu Yunji in a difficult position. But if another man had been nearby, he would have imdiately cursed, "What a hustler!"
"Hold on, hold on!" Ye Bing cut in. "Tycoon, let get this straight. It seems like... maybe... probably... you’re transferring the Ferrari to Yunji, you’ve even prepared a fuel card for her, and she won’t have to spend any of her own money when she drives it occasionally?"
"Yes, that’s exactly it." Luofeng gave a thumbs up.
"Suddenly I feel so envious..." Ye Bing declared outright.
Qin Rubing pursed her lips and nodded. " too..."
Duanmu Yunji refused, "I don’t want it..."
Luofeng genuinely wanted to gift the Ferrari to Duanmu Yunji. But if he gifted it outright, it would seem like he was trying to ’buy’ her with money. Luofeng knew that during their interactions, financial matters had rarely, if ever, co between them. That was why Luofeng had concocted such a well-thought-out plan. However, Duanmu Yunji still refused.
Luofeng pleaded, feigning a pitiful tone, "Can’t you help out? I really don’t want to borrow cars when I co to the Capital City."
"I refuse to help!" Duanmu Yunji still refused.
"You’re so heartless," Luofeng continued to act pitiful.
"I said no, and I an it!" Duanmu Yunji said, looking at Luofeng.
Looking into Duanmu Yunji’s determined eyes, Luofeng was at a loss for words.
Why were all the girls he t so unmoved by money? But then again, he almost wanted to make complaints about himself. Hadn’t he decided to put in the effort precisely because his analysis of her ’desire checklist’ indicated she was a good woman? And now he was complaining about that very quality?
"How about this..." Luofeng thought of a compromise. "First, we’ll put it under Li Bo Kai’s na. Later, when I set up a company in the Capital City, we’ll transfer it under the company. But in the anti, you can keep it at the school and use it occasionally to prevent it from going bad."
This ti, Duanmu Yunji fell silent.
Because Luofeng had seen Duanmu Yunji’s ’desire checklist,’ he knew this idea would be perfect for her. She really loved car racing. However, liking to race cars didn’t necessarily an she would accept a Ferrari transferred to her by Luofeng.
Seeing Duanmu Yunji’s silent deanor, Luofeng continued to tempt her, "As a reward, whenever I have ti, I’ll fly to the Capital City and take you racing at Golden Harbour. How about that?"
Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes at Luofeng and said bluntly, "It’s obvious I’m the one benefiting here, yet you make it sound as if I’m doing *you* a favor."
Luofeng seriously said, "That’s a classic cognitive error on your part."
Duanmu Yunji looked at Luofeng skeptically.
Luofeng asked, "Are the fish in the Yongding River precious?"
Ye Bing answered, "Of course, they’re precious. Fish from the river are definitely expensive. However, the fishing ban has been in place for too long, and even during the fishing season, there are restrictions. So, wouldn’t you say they’re valuable?"
"What about the fish in Arica?"
Qin Rubing coldly stated, "The kind of river fish we have here is a nuisance over in Arica, unwanted and causing the fish population to explode!"
"That’s exactly the point!" Luofeng chuckled, silently giving Qin Rubing a thumbs-up.
Then everyone understood, and they all rolled their eyes at Luofeng in unison.
"This Ferrari is like the fish in the Yongding River to you, but to , it’s like the overabundant river fish in Arica," Luofeng said with a smile. "I still have a Ferrari 488, a Porsche 911, and an Audi R8 in Shanghai. When I go to Shu City for school, I’ll be taking those cars. I already have more cars than I can drive; why would I need another Ferrari 812?"
"There are no other implications; I simply want your help," Luofeng emphasized. "Cars are ant to be driven, not left to go bad!"
After hearing Luofeng’s lengthy explanation, Duanmu Yunji was half-convinced. "Really?"
"I believe it’s true. I checked, and a second-hand Ferrari 812 is now less than three million. For Tycoon, indeed, it’s not a big deal," Ye Bing chid in.
"Yeah, it really is nothing!" Luofeng chuckled.
Duanmu Yunji nodded. "If that’s the case, I can help you drive it from ti to ti..."
Even Duanmu Yunji herself felt speechless as she said it.
Luofeng passed over the car key. "It’s settled then. You must drive it at least twice a week. The fuel card is included, since it was provided by Li Bo Kai. I’ll treat him to a al next ti I co over."
Truthfully, Duanmu Yunji couldn’t wait to drive it every day!
"Hmm!" After agreeing, Duanmu Yunji no longer resisted and accepted the fuel card.
"Yay, Yunji, take racing later!" Ye Bing whooped excitedly on the side.
"Just a reminder: no racing on public roads or drifting. Safety first," Luofeng advised.
"Heard you," Duanmu Yunji obediently promised.
"If you want to race, just tell , and I’ll fly over to take you."
"Mhm, mhm!" Duanmu Yunji confird.
Luofeng gave a few more instructions, and then everyone went their separate ways.
Qin Rubing naturally returned to the Dance Departnt, and Ye Bing, quite observant, did not beco the third wheel.
Luofeng and Duanmu Yunji then headed to the outdoor parking lot.
"Shall I take you back?" Duanmu Yunji offered proactively.
"Mhmm."
About half an hour later, Duanmu Yunji dropped Luofeng off at the underground parking lot of the Keely Hotel. Now, she felt conflicted. Would Luofeng invite her upstairs? If he did, should she refuse?
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