Although he has never met with Dai Bole, but based on his instinct, he thinks Dai Bole must be very angry now!

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Two days passed in a flash.

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

Except for class, it is harassment.

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

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

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

However, it is a pity that they are holding on to very difficult subjects one after another.

"You can't just pretend to be blindfolded? Maybe this student agrees 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 all for today's lecture. See you next time!" Closed the textbook, Qin Luo wiped the soles of his feet, and left the school as if running away.

As he walked, 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 quickly."

It is already 9 o'clock in the morning, and Mobil Petroleum's press conference will officially start at 10 o'clock in the morning. Qin Luo does not want to miss this feast in the energy industry.

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

Rolling down the car window revealed Fu Zhendong's wrinkled old face.

"Get in the car quickly, let's get a good position." Fu Zhendong waved to Qin Luo and said excitedly.

Yes, he is very excited, and the reason is very simple, because today will be a monumental day for the Chinese academic community.

Mobil bowed its head, which meant that Huaxia Academy had a higher status in the world.

Grab position? Ha ha……

Qin Luo's mouth couldn't help but twitched: "Fu Yuan, don't worry, we are the protagonist. Whenever the protagonist goes, he never lacks seats, and it is the best secret."

Yes, in Qin Luo's eyes, Fu Zhendong's worries are really redundant.

For whatever reason, Mobil will reserve a place in advance.

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

"Although it is said that, but what if Mobil doesn't understand people's love and sophistication?" Fu Zhendong said: "Foreigners are not as particular as our Chinese."

"Don't worry, there will be."

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

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

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

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Mobil Oil Company...

Dai Bole's face was green. After waiting less than an hour, he had to apologize to Qin Luo in front of the whole world. When he thought of this, he wanted to find a way to get in.

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

ready?

I prepare a hammer!

"I said I didn't have to apologize if I was not ready?" Dai Bole said.

"Of course not." Scott smiled slightly and said: "If you are not sure, we can withdraw the time for the press conference."

"One day or two days?"

"Ten minutes to be precise."

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