God-level Xueba system upgrades 999 seconds

Although he has never met Dai Bole face to face, but relying on his intuition, he feels that Dai Bole must be very angry now!
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Two days passed in a flash.

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

In addition to class, is being harassed.

As for who are the harassers?Qin Luo can only answer that there are many.

For example, Britney, Audrey, Claire, and many New York University students.

Of course, if they harass Qin Luo with the mentality of suitors, Qin Luo will accept it without saying a word.

Unfortunately, they are holding on to one extremely difficult task after another.

"Can't you put on a show and cover my eyes? Maybe this Xueba will agree as soon as he's happy?"

Looking at all kinds of girls in front of him, Qin Luo shook his head and smiled wryly.

Their EQ is really low!

"That's all for today's lecture, see you next time!" After closing the textbook, Qin Luo greased the soles of his feet and left the school as if fleeing.

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

"Hey Fuyuan, I'm done, hurry up and pick me up."

It is already 9:10 in the morning, and Mobil Oil's press conference will officially start at [-]:[-] in the morning. Qin Luo does not want to miss this feast of the energy industry.

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

The car window was rolled down, revealing Fu Zhendong's old wrinkled face.

"Hurry up and get in the car, let's grab a good seat." Fu Zhendong waved at Qin Luo and said excitedly.

Yes, he is very excited, and the reason is very simple, because today will be the day when Huaxia's academic circle will be enshrined in the monument.

Mobil bowed his head, which meant that Huaxia Academic's status in the world was one point higher.

Grab a seat?hehe……

The corner of Qin Luo's mouth couldn't help twitching: "Fu Yuan, don't worry, we are the protagonists. No matter when the protagonists go, there is never a shortage of seats, and they are the best ones."

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

Whatever the reason, Mobil will reserve a spot in advance.

Because Qin Luo is the key to whether the press conference can be held smoothly, and it is also the key to Exxon Mobil's ability to come back to life.

"That being said, what if Meifu doesn't know how to deal with the world?" Fu Zhendong said, "Foreigners are not as particular about us as Chinese people."

"Don't worry, there will be."

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

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

Just today, in just a few 10 minutes, a storm will sweep the world.

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Standard Oil Company...

Dai Bole's face was livid, and he would have to apologize to Qin Luo in front of the whole world in less than an hour. Thinking of this, he wished he could find a way to slip in.

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

ready?

I need a hammer!

"I said I wasn't ready, so I don't need to apologize?" Dai Bole said.

"Of course not." Scott smiled slightly and said, "If you are not ready, we can postpone the press conference."

"One day, or two days?"

"10 minutes to be exact."

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