Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203: Chapter 1200: Qin Rubing’s OD Ultra-Thin Black Stockings Are Also Awesome

After the horsing around was over.

Luofeng had the two of them sit on his legs, one on each side.

Naturally, Luofeng started kissing them in turn.

Kissing beauties really is a pretty great thing.

The key thing was both of them were high-level, their circling, tangling techniques were damn good.

Duanmu Yunji said, "Luo the Immortal, I’m about to go to the semifinals, so..."

Duanmu Yunji knew perfectly well what was about to happen next.

So she whipped out her get-out-of-jail-free card in advance.

Luofeng looked at her helplessly.

Inside, he still chose to give up—after all, he wasn’t Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang might’ve been incredible, but the guy still killed people who held his so-called imperial-pardon plaques. Totally absurd.

Right after that, naturally it was the unlucky worm Qin Rubing, who didn’t have any get-out-of-jail-free card.

She received Luofeng’s "baptism."

With nothing to do for two days in Spain, Luofeng had stored up quite a bit of "goods."

He dumped all of it into Qin Rubing’s piggy bank.

Yeah—he deposited both upstairs and downstairs.

Qin Rubing’s ultra-thin OD black stockings still had that unbeatable clamping-back sensation.

.......

Meanwhile, far away in Capital’s Thirteenth District, Xiongxin Technology had naturally kicked off a new project—an assistive device for the visually impaired—but it didn’t attract any attention.

Because Xiongxin Technology hadn’t publicly announced it, how could the outside world possibly know?

Vienna local time, nine o’clock in the morning.

The piano competition semifinals were in Prague, but Prague is two hundred kilometers from Vienna; if they took a private jet over, it’d actually be more trouble.

So driving over was good enough.

To ensure safety.

This time the convoy was a full seven bulletproof Suburbans.

As for Qin Rubing that morning, of course she had an insanely expensive breakfast.

A billionaire-level breakfast—how could it not be lavish?

She’d already been taken once at noon yesterday, one up one down.

At night she did yoga twice again.

By the second day, her piggy bank was stuffed full, couldn’t take another deposit, so a billionaire-level breakfast was the only way to arrange things, okay?

At noon, 12 o’clock.

Luofeng and the group arrived in Prague. The situation here was similar to Vienna: Zhongyi Tang’s security forces were perfectly in place, and they’d also infiltrated the local authorities to help raise the security level.

To be honest, Luofeng really didn’t trust these Euro-ba regions.

The choice of venues for this event was just toxic.

Of the three locations, Vienna was actually the best.

As for Prague?

Does anyone still not know it’s a famous city of pickpockets?

After all, places like this aren’t like back home—back home no one even carries cash anymore, right?

If Duanmu Yunji passed the semifinals, then they’d have to go on to Budapest.

That place was the worst, security-wise, of the three cities.

Rumor has it the guys who steal your phone can make you unlock it with your fingerprint on the spot....

No, that should already count as robbery, right?

The streets are all run-down, fine, but with security that bad on top of it—there’s just nothing to say.

If it weren’t to accompany Duanmu Yunji, Luofeng wouldn’t even have thought about coming to these slum zones.

Ten minutes later, the U.S Stocks opened.

PLL Mining gapped down at the open straight to 43.1 US Dollars, a drop of 1.9 US Dollars.

Australia’s BHP had closed at 73 US Dollars yesterday; today it dropped to 70.8 US Dollars.

As for Xinong and Woolworths, those two Australian retail companies mainly trade on the OTC over-the-counter market, so the Daxia hot money just ignored them.

As Daxia hot money crazily piled in, PLL Mining had already fallen to 30.3 US Dollars.

BHP almost collapsed too, plunging from 46.9 US Dollars to 32.2 US Dollars.

America’s financial institutions and investment companies were all stunned—this Daxia hot money was way too good at stirring up trouble.

"Boss Luo, we’ve got bad news!" Chen Ping said.

"What’s going on?"

"We were too slow!" Chen Ping said. "Whether it’s PLL or BHP, they’ve both been completely swept clean—we don’t have any chance to short them!"

"The hot money is insane. In just a few minutes, they took every last short order!" Chen Ping said.

"Xinong and Woolworths—do we have a chance to get in on those?" Luofeng asked.

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "That’s home turf for local American capital. Those two are in bad shape too. I looked at the analysis over there; there’s a post mentioning the blockade across from Baiyue, and they’re worried we’ll use the same method on Australia!"

"Sure enough, there are always smart people out there," Luofeng said.

Luofeng was a bit speechless.

Everything was ready except the east wind, and he hadn’t even managed to get on the car?

"Boss Luo, what do we do now?" Chen Ping asked.

"Just keep watching. See how things develop. If there’s anything new, report to me!" Luofeng said.

"Got it!" Chen Ping said.

With no opening in the U.S. stock market, Luofeng thought it over, then dialed Anna’s number.

When she picked up, Luofeng spoke first: "Anna, you’re still in the Capital City, right?"

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