How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

After a brief introduction, a few people moved to a corner of the cocktail party to chat.

Ouyang Nana and Liu Yifei had already left, leaving only Song Qian with the group. Although the three French heirs, including Frederick Arnault, were quite unhappy with Song’s clingy behavior...

But since Song Qian was, like Gu Heng, from Hua Country, they didn’t say anything and tacitly accepted her presence...

If it had been just some minor celebrity, they probably would have sent her away long ago...

As for Song Qian...

She certainly knew that her behavior was cheap and embarrassing, but she had no choice...

The cocktail party lasted only one night, and if she couldn’t connect with Gu Heng tonight, she might never get the chance to see him again...

Thinking about the current state of some washed-up stars in the entertainment industry, Song was determined not to follow in their footsteps...

When your career is almost gone, who cares about pride?

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"Gu, do you have anything else going on these days?"

Listening to Frederick Arnault’s question, Gu Heng looked up at his brown pupils and replied, "Is there something on your mind?"

"It’s not anything specific, but Nicolas, Douglas, and I plan to take a trip to Modena in a few days to have some fun and do a bit of driving. I was wondering if you’d be interested in joining us."

"Where is Modena?"

"Modena is a city in Italy, not only the home of Ferrari but also the birthplace of world-class supercar brands such as Ferrari, Maserati, Pagani, and others."

This place gathers many famous car brands and museums, providing a perfect pilgrimage for car enthusiasts like us. The registration place of our TDP Supercar Club is in Modena.

Although there is no major racetrack there, all the roads are specifically designed for supercars. Driving there is a hundred times more exhilarating than on a racetrack. After all, even the largest racetracks in the world are only 5 kilometers for a single lap, which isn’t very thrilling and doesn’t showcase the true performance of supercars.

So, what do you say? Are you interested in joining us for some fun?"

Gu Heng listened and pondered for a moment...

"Going for fun is possible, but I probably can’t make it in the next few days, as I plan to take a trip to Geneva."

Honestly, with his ’Mastery of Advanced Driving Skills’, he should be able to easily outdrive these rich heirs; what would be the fun in racing people who are so outclassed?

Moreover, he now cherishes his life, and his love for supercars is entirely due to their cool appearance and their show-off qualities. As for racing... @@novelbin@@

That’s just an added bonus.

If it were just casual driving, Gu Heng might reluctantly agree, but to travel from France to Italy just to race? That would be crazy.

Thinking of this, Gu Heng politely declined Frederick Arnault’s invitation.

"What are you going to do in Geneva?"

Although rejected, Frederick Arnault was not upset but instead asked Gu Heng curiously.

Gu Heng didn’t hide anything and straightforwardly said, "Didn’t I mention this afternoon that I’m out to acquire some property? I heard that Geneva is going to host an international civilian aircraft expo in a few days, and I plan to browse the expo to see if I can buy a ready-made plane.

After all, as you know, the waiting time for customizing private jets is just too long, often starting at three years, five years. I can’t wait that long."

Frederick Arnault immediately put his arm around Gu Heng’s shoulder, and said magnanimously, "Is it just a private jet? I can help you talk to Boeing or Airbus and have them speed up the customization time for you.

It doesn’t have to take three to five years. LVHM once ordered two Boeing 747 aircraft for our company’s executives, and it took just a little over a year for delivery. For this year-long wait, I can lease you a jet on behalf of LVHM. We have six private jets in operation; leasing one out won’t have any impact on us."

Gu Heng knew this was Frederick Arnault’s kindness, but still shook his head.

Getting a private jet was something money could handle.

He didn’t need to owe someone a favor for something that could be solved with money and responded, "Let’s not, and I don’t mean to hide it, but the plane I took from Hua Country to Paris was borrowed from the UAE Crown Prince, Alwaleed’s Airbus 380. Besides, I have a global travel plan coming up, and I can’t keep borrowing other people’s planes, can I?

I just want a private jet of my own now."

"All right then."

Frederick Arnault shrugged helplessly.

Nicolas Meyer, however, suggested, "How about this? Since we’re free during this time anyway, why don’t we accompany Gu to the air show first?"

"I’m okay with that."

Douglas Pignol nodded indifferently.

As the heir to a major landowning family in France, he was the most idle among the three...

Both Frederick Arnault and Nicolas Meyer had senior positions in their family businesses and only had a little free time each year, unlike him, who just had to collect rent from over two hundred estates and several European skyscrapers...

"Fine by me, I also want to see if Gu Heng, who spent 25 million Euros on more than a dozen supercars at the Hua Country auto show, will make big news in Europe too."