novelODS Chapter 324 The Emperor's Father is Still Exerting His Power
Chapter 324 The Emperor's Father is Still Exerting His Power
Jiang Feng admitted that he panicked for a moment.
The sports watch on my wrist was still in running mode, and the heart rate readings soared to 150.
When he usually livestreams himself stepping on potato mines, his heart rate is only around 100.
In all these years of his past and present lives, he had never met the girl's parents before; this was his first time.
But the next second, he quickly typed a line of text, turning the tables on the opponent:
Jiang Feng: Does your dad know about us?
You have to be extra mischievous, especially at times like these.
Don't be stressed.
Anke's reply popped up almost instantly, consisting of three rows of question marks, each row longer than the previous one.
Encore: ?
Encore: ? ?
Encore: ? ? ?
Anke: Explain yourself, what's going on between us?
Jiang Feng added slowly:
Jiang Feng: About the two of us jointly opening a club.
Then came a long silence.
The "typing is happening" message appeared repeatedly at the top of the chat box, but nothing was ultimately sent.
He's happy to be a little mischievous, but that doesn't stop him from continuing to panic.
He returned to his dorm room in a daze, turned on his computer, and asked Doubao directly:
What to do when meeting the girl's parents for the first time?
Delete it.
What gifts does an A10-level player like?
Delete it.
What does it mean when a girl's father invites her to dinner?
Delete it.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath, reorganized his words, and tried to ask Doubao a soul-searching question in the most objective and neutral tone:
"I have a friend who likes a girl, but they haven't confessed their feelings and are still just friends. The girl comes from a very wealthy family, at least A10 level. Today, the girl's father unexpectedly invited my friend to his house for dinner."
"I'd like to ask, what are the common reasons for this situation? How should my friend respond appropriately? What would be the most suitable gift to bring for a first visit?"
Doubao worked swiftly and decisively, generating the answer 250.
The analysis is correct in some ways, but also incorrect in others—what's the use of "showing sincerity," "expressing respect," and "being mindful of boundaries"? It's all just repetitive talk.
Jiang Feng then asked DeepSeek and Wen Xin one by one, but they all gave dry, clichéd answers that lacked any human touch and failed to get to the point.
These intricate social dynamics and interpersonal relationships really do require consulting someone else.
Just then, Chen Yulin woke up and leaned down from the top bunk to ask:
"Fengzi, why didn't you bring breakfast?"
"I forgot."
Watching Chen Yulin slowly climb out of bed to order takeout.
Jiang Feng hesitated for two seconds, then suddenly spoke up: "I have a friend..."
Chen Yulin suddenly perked up, her eyes lighting up instantly.
"Okay, I know, your friend, please continue."
He dragged out his words, and that smug "I know, I know" laugh made Jiang Feng instantly regret speaking.
"Damn it, I'm not asking you anymore."
Jiang Feng turned around and went to find the wardrobe to figure out what to wear today.
"Hey hey hey! Wind Child, Wind God, Wind Father!"
"Please ask me, please ask me..."
………………
In the end, Jiang Feng put on the outfit that An Ke had personally picked out for him on the night of the "table-flipping operation".
A dark gray cashmere coat paired with a black turtleneck sweater, the clean lines striking a balance between being neither overly formal and deliberately affected, nor too casual and impolite.
As for the gifts to bring when visiting.
That idiot Chen Yulin made him bring a few autographed photos.
It's said to be very valuable on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace), and if you know the other party's name, a signed item is even more expensive.
Finally... as for the gifts for visiting guests.
After much deliberation, the system finally took the lead. This week, the weekly shop added one new item—
"Purple - National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance": Extracting the essence of thousand-year-old agarwood, and condensing the fragrance of a hundred herbs into a single wisp, its lingering aroma lasts for seven days. Smelling it is like walking through a secluded valley, clearing the mind and calming the heart's fire. (Agarwood for a thousand years, calming the heart's fire.)
This introduction sounds very sophisticated.
Jiang Feng wasn't interested in this kind of thing, so he didn't pay attention.
These kinds of items are physical objects and can be given as gifts.
Similar to the sleep pillow we sent to Anke before.
Jiang Feng had just asked An Ke, "What are Uncle An's hobbies?" An Ke replied, "My dad likes incense, and it's always burning in his study."
You like fragrances? What a coincidence!
Then... I took out another loan of 2000 points and bought it outright!
Cater to their preferences!
Jiang Feng fumbled for the thing in his hand.
The ebony lacquer box, gilded with gold, is warm to the touch. The golden peony on the box surface gleams with a restrained yet noble light under the dormitory lamp. Just holding it in your hand exudes an air of confidence that "this thing won't be cheap."
"Whether it's A10 or A100," Jiang Feng put the box into his coat pocket and patted it lightly. "Made by the system, you've definitely never seen anything like it before."
My phone vibrated.
Anke: I'm downstairs.
Jiang Feng walked to the window and looked down.
A light green Aston Martin DB12 was parked quietly downstairs in front of the dormitory building, attracting the attention of many passing students.
An Ke leaned against the car door, wearing a beige cashmere coat in the same color scheme. Her long hair was loosely tied back, and the wind lifted a few strands of hair, which fell on her fair cheeks.
The sun was shining, the car was in great condition, and the people were wonderful.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath, his heart pounding, and the incense box worth two thousand Dominator Points in his hand, and pushed open the door to go out.
All eyes downstairs were on him as he opened the passenger door of the Aston Martin and got in. Amidst surprised whispers, the car slowly drove away from the dormitory area.
Anke started the car, glanced at him sideways, and smiled slightly: "Not bad, at least you're not wearing your hoodie and shorts."
"When meeting elders, one should have basic awareness."
Jiang Feng, fasten your seatbelt.
Anke didn't expose his nervousness, but reached into the back seat, took a small sandalwood box, and tossed it into his lap.
"For you."
"What?" Jiang Feng caught the box and was stunned for a moment.
"My dad likes fragrances." Anke looked straight ahead, her tone casual.
"This is a piece of agarwood that I stole from his study three or four years ago. He treasured it so much that he asked me for it for days. So many years have passed, he probably forgot about it. It would be a good gift for you."
"So many years have passed, he's probably forgotten all about it. It would be a good gift for you."
Jiang Feng looked at the heavy sandalwood box in his hand, feeling a warmth in his heart, yet also a mix of amusement and exasperation. He handed the box back and waved it away.
"No need, I have better ones."
Anke glanced at him, but didn't ask any further questions, and stepped on the gas:
"Whatever you say, my dad isn't one to fuss over these kinds of gifts."
The car entered the elevated highway, and the scenery outside the window rushed past. Jiang Feng was silent for two seconds before finally speaking:
Why did your dad suddenly invite me to your house for dinner?
Anke paused slightly on the steering wheel, her gaze fixed on the road ahead, her voice light and airy:
"Don't ask me, I don't know either."
She paused.
"I've hardly ever had any boys around me growing up. You're the only one... who's been this close to me."
"Maybe you're not comfortable with this? Should I ask you to come to my house for a testing?"
Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment.
He turned to look at An Ke's profile. Sunlight streamed through the car window, falling on her long eyelashes as if they were edged with gold. Although she was looking straight ahead, her ears were slightly flushed.
Jiang Feng suddenly laughed and continued his banter: "What are you talking about? I'm known as the Honest Young Man, and I'm very reliable!"
"If you don't believe me, let your dad come to the space program. I'll protect him this time and let him experience the ultimate sense of security in the world."
Anke burst out laughing, her shoulders trembling slightly.
The car was filled with laughter and conversation, but an inexplicable tension permeated the air.
It wasn't the tension of a battle of wits, but rather a heart-pounding stillness before a certain unspoken truth was about to be revealed.