Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198: 196, a mere 400,000. Do good deeds without leaving a name.

But why did Luofeng do this?

First, it was definitely because of the System’s Mid-Autumn Festival gift package, which made doing meaningful things rewarding once opened.

Second, after visiting the race in Capital City’s Golden Harbor, those rich second-generation individuals were always involved in charitable acts. Luofeng was deeply moved by this.

Luofeng himself had long wanted to act. Now, with such a Mid-Autumn Festival gift package, there was even less reason not to.

As for why he involved Bai Lu? If there had to be a reason, it was out of sympathy for her. This slender girl was very strong despite her appearance.

Can’t a tycoon have a heart of compassion? Sorry, but you have to, to qualify as a tycoon; otherwise, you’re just being wealthy yet unkind.

While Bai Lu was eating, Luofeng was also eating Dumplings and, at the same time, using his phone.

In about fifteen minutes, Bai Lu managed to finish a basket of Dumplings and also ate the two eggs that came with them.

She picked up an English dictionary the size of her palm and started reading quietly, waiting for Luofeng.

After dawdling for another ten minutes or so, Luofeng called out, "Student Egret, let’s go!"

Bai Lu looked at Luofeng and silently got up.

Luofeng walked ahead, quickly arriving at the open-air parking lot.

But as they passed by, Luofeng didn’t drive the Ferrari. He was simply going to deliver blessings to the children. He didn’t want to flaunt a Ferrari to Bai Lu.

After all, what’s the point of showing off a Ferrari? Fengshun Investment Company, with its over one billion yuan in funds—that’s what’s worth bragging about, isn’t it? How many companies today can produce a cash flow of one billion yuan?

On the campus roadside, an Audi A4 flashed its double flash lights. Luofeng had rented it using his phone.

Luofeng had considered buying one, but he planned to check out the car show in Shu City first. After all, he preferred the Audi Q8.

"Student Egret, come this way!" Luofeng said after confirming the handover with the rental company representative, waving to Bai Lu.

Naturally, Luofeng acted as the driver. As for Bai Lu? Let her drive? Don’t even ask; she definitely didn’t have a driver’s license.

Luofeng, sitting in the driver’s seat, said, "We’re going to the supermarket now. In a little while, you’ll need to help me decide what to give the children."

"Oh!" Bai Lu nodded.

"’Tch, so you’re not mute after all!" Luofeng made complaints, as he truly rarely heard her speak.

Bai Lu’s face flushed. She was unsure what to say.

Luofeng knew when to stop; girls like her didn’t appreciate teasing.

Luofeng quickly chose a supermarket. The reason for not choosing a wholesale market was simple. Supermarket items were a bit more expensive, but their supply channels were naturally guaranteed.

What about the wholesale market? Who knows what substandard products they might pass off as good ones? It would be a case of good intentions leading to bad outcomes if the children got diarrhea from eating them.

Is Luofeng short on money? Not at all!

At MeiYuan Supermarket, Luofeng had already contacted the supermarket manager through his phone. The two were already discussing matters at the supermarket entrance.

"Manager Fang, hello. I need to purchase a large quantity of goods and require delivery service. What do you think?"

Fang Biao smiled. "May I ask how much Mr. Luo intends to purchase? And the delivery time and location?"

"The exact purchase amount is uncertain, but it will definitely be a six-figure sum. The delivery must be today. As soon as we’re done purchasing, you’ll need to follow my car to deliver to the specified location. As for the destination, it’s a Welfare Institute in Puxi, of course!" Luofeng said, then added, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I really hope to send Mid-Autumn gifts to the children!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Biao immediately began to respect Luofeng. Even if the customer bought little, Fang Biao planned to offer him delivery service—though not for purchases amounting to just a few yuan, of course.

"Mr. Luo, you’re truly remarkable; I respect you. No matter how much you purchase, I’ll provide free delivery service!"

After all, when it comes to food, too little isn’t good. Too much? How could that be a problem? Waste? Sorry, this is a Welfare Institute, not a place for coddling young masters!

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