Chapter 1031

Although he has never met with De Bole, he feels that Da Bole must be very angry now with his intuition!

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Two days passed in a flash.

In these two days, Qin Luo's life can only be described as monotonous.

In addition to class, is being harassed.

Who are the harassing people? Qin Luo can only answer if there is more.

For example, Britney, Audrey, Claire, and many NYU students.

Of course, if they harassed Qin Luo with the attitude of a suitor, Qin Luo would accept it without saying a word.

It is a pity, however, that they are holding one extremely difficult subject after another.

"Can't you pretend to be blindfolded? Maybe Ben Xueba will agree when he is happy?"

Looking at the various girls in front of him, Qin Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Their emotional intelligence is really low!

"That's it for today's class, see you next time!" After closing the textbook, Qin Luo smeared oil on the soles of his feet and left the school as if he were running away.

While walking, Qin Luo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Fu Zhendong's number.

"Hey Fu Yuan, I'm done, come and pick me up."

It is already 9 am, and Mobil Oil's press conference will officially start at 10 am. Qin Luo doesn't want to miss this feast of the energy industry.

Putting down the phone and waiting for a few minutes at the school gate, a black Toyota sedan stopped in front of Qin Luo.

He rolled down the car window, revealing Fu Zhendong's wrinkled old face.

"Get in the car quickly, let's grab a good spot." Fu Zhendong waved at Qin Luo and said excitedly.

Yes, he is very excited, and the reason is very simple, because today will be a monumental day for Huaxia academia.

Mobil bowed his head, which means that Huaxia Academic has a higher status in the world.

Grab a spot? Ha ha……

Qin Luo's mouth couldn't help twitching: "Fu Yuan, don't worry, we are the protagonists. Whenever the protagonist goes, there is never a shortage of seats, and it is the best secret."

Yes, in Qin Luo's eyes, Fu Zhendong's worries were superfluous.

For whatever reason, Mobil reserves a spot in advance.

Because Qin Luo is the key to determining whether this conference can be held smoothly, and it is also the key for Exxon Mobil to come back to life.

"Although I say that, what if Meifu doesn't understand the world?" Fu Zhendong said: "Foreigners are not as particular as we Chinese people."

"Don't worry, there will be."

Qin Luo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and got into the compartment.

The car started slowly and drove towards the Mobil Oil headquarters in the center of Manhattan.

Just today, in just a few tens of minutes, a storm will sweep the world.

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Mobil Oil Company...

Dai Bole's face was ashen. In less than an hour, he would have to apologize to Qin Luo in front of the whole world. When he thought of this, he could not wait to find a seam to get in.

"Deborah, are you ready?" Scott pushed open the door and came straight to him.

Prepare?

I'm getting a hammer!

"I said I'm not ready, so I don't need to apologize?" Deborah said.

"Of course not." Scott smiled slightly and said, "If you're not sure, we can decline the time for the press conference."

"One day, or two days?"

"Ten minutes to be exact."

"Humph." With a cold snort, Dai Bole didn't look at the other party.