Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Lu Mingfei: "1111111".

Lu Mingfei: "Little Heavenly Maiden, I need your help urgently."

Su Xiaoqiang: "?"

Miss Su was a little surprised. Based on past experience, only Chen Wenwen usually enjoyed the privilege of receiving Lu Mingfei's QQ messages so early in the morning.

Lu Mingfei:

"I have a question. I have a friend..."

"...You have friends again?"

Su Xiaoqiang joked.

Lu Mingfei had asked her the same question before, saying that he had a friend, but that friend was actually himself.

"No... just friends in the literal sense."

Lu Mingfei spoke the truth:

"A foreigner from Russia has come to our city today, and I have to be his tour guide for the day."

As you know, I don't usually go out much, so I was wondering if you have any recommendations.

Su Xiaoqiang wondered if it was an online friend he met while playing StarCraft?

They probably came to watch the Olympics and also wanted to meet Lu Mingfei.

They're quite loyal, considering the Olympics are being held in Beijing. It's a real "long journey" from the capital to here.

"But they're arriving today, and you're only starting to plan this morning. Isn't that a bit late?"

Su Xiaoqiang asked.

"I originally had a travel plan, but something went wrong at the last minute."

Lu Mingfei originally planned to slightly modify the plan for Little Fatty and Sunset's Mark to meet in real life, and then use it, since Sunset's Mark was his alternate account, which could be considered keeping the good stuff in the family.

This morning, Lu Mingfei received news that the largest amusement park in the area had closed for renovations due to safety concerns.

"If you had messaged me earlier, I could have arranged it for you."

Su Xiaoqiang said:

"Have breakfast at the Shangri-La Executive Lounge in the morning, stroll around Xinghai Avenue and do some shopping in the morning, have a couple's SPA and aromatherapy massage in the afternoon, and find a restaurant with a river view for Japanese food in the evening."

"Are there any less business-like options that don't require appointments?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

The solution proposed by the little fairy was very similar to the one used to attract investment and negotiate business. Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that the answer to this kind of question would definitely be different depending on the life experience of the person being consulted.

Thinking of this, he sent a message to both Chen Wenwen and Liu Miaomiao.

We need to brainstorm ideas, since Lu Mingfei really doesn't have much experience in this area, so we need to consult with the wise.

"Not so business-like... we also have those."

Su Qunxian thought about it for a moment and actually came up with another answer:

"Projects like cinemas and amusement parks are out of the question first, as these exist both domestically and internationally and are not particularly unique."

Since he's a foreign friend who's come all this way, we should definitely show him some exotic sights and demonstrate our cultural strength.

Lu Mingfei: "That makes sense."

After all, Lu Mingfei had never had a proper date with a girl before, and when it came to going out with someone, he couldn't think of anything else besides Ferris wheels and movie theaters.

"Let's start with breakfast."

Su Xiaoqiang taught me step by step:

"Take a taxi to the old town. There's a breakfast shop at the west end of Qing Shi Lane that's been open for almost 20 years. Local gourmets all know this shop."

On the one hand, their fried dough sticks are so good that you can hear the crackling sound when you bite into them. On the other hand, there is a tributary of the moat behind the shop. Push open the back door and you can see a row of tables set up on the stone platform by the water. This is the only breakfast shop in the whole city where you can sit on the water and eat breakfast.

My dad is fairly familiar with the owner. I'll give you the phone number; just tell him his name and ask the breakfast stall owner to reserve a table by the river.

Upon reading the message, Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise at the details—Russians love to eat by the water; even figures like the benevolent father and the emperor enjoy this.

Just then, her phone vibrated, and Chen Wenwen replied to the message.

"The old town's flea market has a morning market today, where some old items will be sold; the city museum has a calligraphy exhibition this afternoon."

Chen Wenwen's message was relatively brief.

Lu Mingfei replied with a thank you and was about to switch back to Su Xiaoqiang's side when, to his surprise, Chen Wenwen sent another message:

"Lu Mingfei, do you still have my hair clip?"

Lu Mingfei: ?

Why did she suddenly bring this up?

In order to fulfill his wish of "licking Chen Wenwen's hair clip", Lu Mingfei made a bet with Chen Wenwen and successfully won the hair clip after defeating Zhao Menghua.

"If you need it, I'll return it to you tomorrow."

Lu Mingfei felt that the hair clip might have been of great significance to her.

The wish in the comments has been fulfilled, so there's no point in him keeping the hair clip.

"No, no need."

Chen Wenwen replied quickly, "Lu Mingfei, if you like it, you can keep it, but..."

"The hair clip is not made of food-grade material."

Chen Wenwen phrased it quite tactfully, saying, "You still need to pay attention to personal hygiene."

Lu Mingfei: "..."

He felt something was off, after all, he had waited until Chen Wenwen left before he started licking the hair clip, how did she know?

After thinking for a moment, Lu Mingfei figured out the answer: Zhao Menghua's underlings probably saw it and then told Chen Wenwen about it.

"I think I can explain it."

Lu Mingfei answered after a moment of silence.

"It's okay."

Chen Wenwen said.

A little while later, she sent another message:

"As long as... as long as you don't use it for weird things."

Lu Mingfei's expression was somewhat complicated.

He felt that when Chen Wenwen read world classics, she should extract the essence and discard the dross, focusing on the emotions and thoughts contained within, rather than coming up with strange ideas.

Liu Miaomiao also replied, and after a brief exchange of pleasantries, she gave an answer.

After reading it, Lu Mingfei went to ask Su Xiaoqiang:

"Little Fairy, what do you think of the bamboo grove teahouse in the west of the city?"

"You even know about this store?"

Su Xiaoqiang was a little surprised:

"This teahouse is quite hidden; it doesn't even have a sign. It's called Bamboo Forest Teahouse because it's behind a bamboo grove, which provides good privacy and makes it a good place to discuss business."

The shop sells pre-Qingming Longjing tea, the kind that can stand upright in a cup. The tea is excellent, and the osmanthus cake is delicious too, but it's not cheap, and if they're busy, you'll need to make a reservation.

"Drinking tea and eating Chinese pastries can be done after we've finished browsing the morning market..." Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Su Xiaoqiang continued sending messages:

"There's a noodle shop on Miaoqian Street that makes the best Pian'erchuan noodles. It's made with pork slices, bamboo shoots, and pickled mustard greens—very fresh... The only problem is that the temple behind it plays the Great Compassion Mantra, which is quite noisy."

Liu Miaomiao:

"Next to the old City God Temple, there is an intangible cultural heritage art studio, which is run by a disciple of a provincial intangible cultural heritage master. That aunt is very talented, and she sometimes gives lectures there."

Lu Mingfei organized the three people's thoughts and found that they could easily fill up today's schedule.

After thanking the three distinguished guests, Lu Mingfei happily went downstairs with the project plan in hand.