The next day, Sunday, at Jingang Automobile Park, Bald Qiang's livestread 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 soone 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 ti ca.
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 an 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 ant!"
"Then what did you an?" 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 co 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 seed that at ho, 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 custor was in her vacuum period, and started chatting her up, asking, "Are you not wearing anything?"
Then the woman imdiately reported him for harassnt.
"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 sothing 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 co to Daxia?
Impossible—last ti she'd rushed back ho; 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 t 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 imdiately said, "That's good. His Highness has sent a gift to Mr. Luo, but we don't know your ho address, so it was mailed to the embassy. Please co here to pick it up."
"I see. All right, I'll co 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?
If the other party asked him that…
Luofeng would definitely just smile and say nothing.
Safety issues?
Try the Danger Prediction Tool Card, maybe?
"Hello, Mr. Luo!" Carrell greeted him.
Luofeng politely replied, "Hello, Chief Carrell!"
As he spoke, he handed over the champagne with a smile. "A small gift, hope you like it."
Carrell didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it. "Thank you, Mr. Luo. Please wait a mont; I've already notified the staff to bring over His Highness's gift."
"Okay, thank you." Luofeng still didn't ask what the gift was; he was very good at sitting tight.
But Carrell was actually the curious one. "Aren't you curious what the gift is, Mr. Luo?"
"So what is it?" Luofeng followed his lead and asked.
Did they think he was Li Xingyun or sothing?
Miss Jiangchen clearly wanted him to be curious…
But he just refused to be curious?
And ended up making the young lady furious?
Carrell said, "Why don't you make a guess, Mr. Luo?"
Luofeng thought it over.
Right now Leonore was still a minor. According to their laws, she wouldn't co of age until October 31 this year.
So as soone with no source of inco, the range of gifts Leonore could give him should be quite limited.
Plus, this gift should be a return present for the graphene‑version smartphone he'd given her.
Luofeng wondered if Leonore had given him so kind of handicraft.
Like a thank‑you card?
Or so other small handmade trinket?
While he was guessing, an embassy staffer carried over a foam box more than a ter long.
The mont he saw the foam box, Luofeng knew it probably wasn't a handicraft.
Carrell stopped keeping him in suspense, opened the box, and said, "This is a rose lobster from our side in Spain. This one weighs 9.5 kilograms. Even over there, lobsters of this size are very rare!"
Luofeng saw the lobster inside the white foam box.
It really was a clawless lobster.
Just like Australian red lobsters, it had no claws but a pair of huge antennae.
The antennae were still twitching, indicating it was alive.
Carrell continued, "It was air‑freighted over and is very fresh right now. Whether you make sashimi, steam it, or use other cooking thods, it's an excellent choice."
"Please thank His Highness Leonore for . I really like this gift," Luofeng said gratefully.
As he spoke, he opened the Rolls-Royce's trunk, signaling the Spanish staff to put the rose lobster inside.
The staff quickly got to work.
There were air holes left in the foam lid.
Luofeng took the giant lobster back to Cloud View International and instructed Manager Bai Jie to have the apartnt's back‑kitchen handle it.
Because the rose lobster was simply too big, Luofeng decided on "one lobster, four dishes."
Respectively: stead, garlic‑flavored, sashimi, and lobster congee.
But it wasn't for now; it was for dinner.
Lobsters are incredibly tenacious; it wouldn't die in just one afternoon.
After arranging the lobster matters, Luofeng went back to Duanmu Yunji's unit. Since it was Sunday, he planned to send Leonore an email.
They'd agreed to email once a week and had been keeping it up.
Luofeng thought for a mont and directly added a bunch of points to the Spain language category in his Attribute Points.
Basically reaching entry‑level Spanish.
This ti, he planned to write to her in her own language.
Dear Leonore,
Good noon.
It's midday here in Daxia; you're probably still asleep.
I've received your gift.
This rose lobster is really huge; I like it a lot.
How did you get such a big lobster?
I'm very curious about where it ca from.
By the way, what do you think of my Spanish writing level?
Looking forward to your reply.
Luofeng didn't add too many Attribute Points into Spanish.
He was still at beginner level, so his wording was very simple.
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