How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself? Chapter 388 - 180 Private Train2

This massive surge of traffic directly overwheld the LV Corporation and Ouyang Nana...

As for the LV Corporation, we won’t even ntion how this huge wave of profitable traffic, just by being monetized a little, could increase Hua Country’s market sales by 1%, the resulting profits would be imasurable. It’s estimated that the market value could rise by several hundred million or even more US dollars with no problem at all...

Ouyang Nana instantly broke through the circle...

Without any works appearing, the discussion volu on Weibo super topics directly flipped dozens of tis...

However, it’s not known if it was because of Frederick Arnault, but the whole incident didn’t ntion Gu Heng’s na at all. Only Ouyang Nana posted a Weibo, vaguely ntioning herself, telling netizens that the sanctioning of these two individuals wasn’t by the LV Corporation, but rather by soone else...

Gu Heng smiled and shook his head, directly scrolling past this trending topic and went back to watching fringe Internet celebrities...

Gu Heng expressed that he didn’t care at all about his na not appearing in such a big trending topic.

After all, he wasn’t making a living as a celebrity. For him, fa was of no importance...

Even if his na had appeared in the trending news and a bunch of netizens hailed him as a "national hero" just like Ouyang Nana, what would that change?

It would not benefit him one bit but would instead draw the gaze of a large group of people upon him.

He was well aware of the nature of contemporary netizens...

One day they might lift him to the heavens, and the next day they could toss him into a pit of dung...

His intervention on behalf of Ouyang Nana that night was rely because he was a fellow Hua Country person. If it had been the black-bearded Michel and skinny old witch Mary discriminating against a black person, Gu Heng wouldn’t have even spared them a glance.

Plainly put, Gu Heng was just taking his own vengeance.

After all, what’s the difference between discriminating against Chinese people and discriminating against himself?

.....

Two hours later.

The train arrived at Geneva Cornavin Station...

Gu Heng and several people from the Arnault family, including Frederick Arnault, stepped down from the Arnault family’s private train, the Arnault Express...

Gu Heng’s bodyguard team, except for the ones closely protecting him, had arrived in Geneva four hours earlier. They were now standing at the station waiting for Gu Heng. Frederick Arnault, Nicolas yer, and Douglas Pignol also had their respective bodyguard teams...

The cumulative bodyguard teams of the four individuals amassed a sizeable force of sixty to seventy people...

This grand display was comparable to the basic security protocol of a small nation’s head of state traveling, causing other passengers at the station to detour around the area, not daring to linger...

As Gu Heng and the others were escorted by their bodyguards towards the exit of the station, Nicolas yer couldn’t help but complain, "Gu Heng, the air show isn’t until tomorrow. What are you doing coming to Geneva so early?

You might as well have taken my advice and had so fun in Amsterdam for a day."

While speaking, he also tugged at Douglas Pignol, who was silent next to him, "Douglas, Gu Heng and Drake are too uptight, how about we go to Amsterdam for a tour now and then catch tomorrow’s flight back?

I’ll cover all the expenses!"

But Douglas Pignol just glanced at him, "I have no interest in Amsterdam’s Red Light District whatsoever. If you really want to go, you can go by yourself."

Hearing that the only person who might have joined his camp, Douglas Pignol, had also rejected him, Nicolas yer showed an utterly despairing expression and drooped his head, "What’s the fun in going alone? Places like that are ant to be enjoyed with a bunch of friends."

Gu Heng, hearing this, helplessly asked Nicolas yer, "With your wealth and status, I think you shouldn’t have a problem even sleeping with an Oscar-winning actress, right? Why are you so fixated on the courtesans of Amsterdam?"

What is Amsterdam?

The capital of the Netherlands...

One of the world’s three "cities of sex"...

The most famous thing there is the legalization of sex services...

And it is precisely because of this reason that Amsterdam’s tourism is extrely developed...

But Gu Heng just couldn’t understand why Nicolas yer, sitting on a family fortune of several billion Euros and a quintessential rich second generation, didn’t fancy stars, models, or socialites but was fatally infatuated with the customs of Amsterdam...

Even having dated two girls from the red-light district...

Gu Heng found it hard to understand why anyone would have a thing for those kinds of won?

Although Gu Heng knew the West was sexually liberal, he didn’t think it should be liberal to that extent...

When Nicolas yer heard Gu Heng, far from being ashad, he took pride in it and said, "Gu Heng, believe , the only reason you can think like that is that you’ve never had an intimate interaction with the ladies in Amsterdam.

If you interacted with them just once, you’d know what pleasure is! Their skills are sothing that stars and supermodels can’t even begin to compare with!

How about we go to Amsterdam right now, and I’ll have soone arrange their top girl for you to experience what true ecstasy is? How about that?"

Fine, fine, fine...

Gu Heng was truly silenced now...

He could only ignore his gaze and stride toward the exit of the station...

Before, Gu Heng thought Principal Wang’s decade-long passion for internet celebrities was peculiar enough, but today he’d broadened his horizons. Billionaire heirs only interested in prostitutes - if he ntioned this back in Hua Country, people would even wonder if he’d gone insane...

Frederick Arnault, sensing Gu Heng’s speechlessness, put his arm on Gu Heng’s shoulder: "Don’t mind him; the guy’s got so strange fetishes."

"You guys don’t understand anything!"

Nicolas yer was still fervently defending himself from behind, but Frederick Arnault didn’t pay her any attention and whispered to Gu Heng, "I suppose you’ve seen the news from Hua Country by now. To be frank, the reason your na didn’t appear in the news is that I asked the French dia to deliberately omit it. You don’t mind, do you?

I saw that the Hua Country female star who was with you that day is now receiving a lot of praise back in your country. If you want, I could also have the dia release the video footage from then, letting you enjoy the comndations from ho."

Gu Heng hadn’t guessed wrong...

The reason his na wasn’t in the news was all Frederick Arnault’s doing...

Upon this thought, Gu Heng’s eyebrows lifted: "I have no interest in so-called praise, but I don’t quite understand why you went through the trouble to remove my na from the dia?"

Frederick Arnault revealed a well-intentioned smile as he replied.

"Racists are a group, and these people are very extre. You’re now in Europe, and if you were exposed, those crazies could target you.

Just like you said yesterday, they are just a bunch of wild dogs scavenging for excrent in the sewers; there’s no need to bring trouble upon yourself for those people."

Gu Heng nodded, also roughly understanding Frederick Arnault’s intention.

Why racism persisted was nothing but a political need...

Gu Heng didn’t understand it before, but now with his elevated social status, he could sowhat grasp it.

If he were in Hua Country, of course, there wouldn’t be a need to worry about the negative impact of last night’s events, but alas, he was in Europe, on soone else’s turf. Frederick Arnault’s actions were indeed protective...

He had to admit...

This wealthy heir was worth dealing with...

He actually would consider him when things ca up...

If there was a chance, he might just reciprocate the favor...

Seeing that Gu Heng understood the goodwill, Frederick Arnault didn’t say more but switched the topic, "Since the air show doesn’t start until tomorrow, why don’t we have so fun in Geneva today?"

Gu Heng nodded, "I’m up for that, but first, I need to run an errand."

"What errand?"

"I placed an order for a watch back when I was in Hua Country, and they never shipped it from the main Patek Philippe store here in Geneva. Now that I’m here, I might as well pick it up in person, and maybe do a bit of shopping while I’m at it."