Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal - Chapter 7

[Chapter 7 A prodigal has to behave like a prodigal.]

After hearing Hong Dali’s selection, the other people who were not selected suddenly sighed and secretly blamed their parents for not giving them a good skin to be used as a scoundrel. It was really unreasonable!

How else to say that looks are very important? The woman is not good-looking, the man is not vicious, and there is no chance of being a bitch. As for those who are not smart, they cannot be treated as bitches. Look at how quickly and decisively these people have changed their names. This can make the master happy, right?

At this time, Hong Dali was very happy: “Well, yes, I have a good eye. Driver, where is the driver?”

Driver: “My subordinate is here.”

Hong Dali: “One, two, three… six, seven**… six women Three men, give them three cars. They should be good cars, the kind that will blind people when they go out! The man will be the driver, and the woman will sit behind. This will make you look grand when you go out.”

“…” The driver wiped his sweat. : “Okay, my subordinates will make arrangements now!” He said and hurriedly went out to make a phone call.

The hearts of the six women and three men who were selected suddenly started to beat wildly. Looking at Hong Dali, they looked like devout believers worshiping the gods.

As for the other people who were not selected, they all beat their chests and sighed, sighing that God has no eyes.

“Okay, come here!” Hong Dali pointed at the most beautiful girl among the nine bastards, who was about 22 or 23 years old, and said, “Pour me and my wife a drink,” and pointed again. Tang Muxin said to the remaining people: “Have you seen her? She will be your mistress from now on! Her words are mine! No objections are allowed, do you understand?” The

remaining eight losers immediately nodded and bowed to Tang Muxin: “Mistress Good! Thank you, mistress!” Tang Muxin’s pretty face flushed with anger and she kept stamping her feet: “Who is your mistress?

Only

a prodigal like him can do this, don’t pull me away!”

“Yes, I will follow the teachings of the mistress!”

“I told you that I am not the mistress!” Tang Muxin was very upset. Today, I accompanied Hong Dali to go out and spend money. This decision was really wrong in the extreme, extremely wrong! I think she is also a very smart girl, but for some reason when she is around Hong Dali, there are signs of a sharp decline in her IQ.

Tang Muxin was really scared that she would develop Alzheimer’s disease if she stayed like this.

Hong Dali didn’t care. He snapped his fingers and a man knelt down and licked his legs: “Young Master, what do you want me to do?”

Hong Dali was very satisfied with his reaction and threw the bank card directly to him. : “Go, ask the manager to swipe your card. Each of you will pay 5,000 in service fees. By the way, calculate how much you will spend tonight.”

If you give 5,000 in service fees at this meeting, it is equivalent to private money! The eight bastards immediately expressed their gratitude and said, “Thank you so much, young master! Young master, I will enjoy immortal blessings forever and live as long as the heavens!”

Well, my physical fitness is not that good, so these words are the most comfortable to listen to. Hong Dali laughed loudly: ” Let’s talk quickly. Let’s go and sit over there. Well, where’s the lights? Come on, come on! That’s right, what are you looking at? Singing, your tip is indispensable. “

What does it mean to be rich?” What does it mean to be a prodigal who never blinks? This is!

What’s the point of sleeping until you wake up naturally, counting money until your hands cramp? This feeling of spending money with your eyes open is the most satisfying, isn’t it? !

As soon as he heard that the bully who came from nowhere said that consumption was indispensable, what was the singer waiting for? He started howling at the top of his lungs. Hong Dali couldn’t help it after hearing only two sentences: “Do you dare to change to a better song? If you keep singing like this, I won’t even be able to drink water!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” the singer hurriedly changed the song in fear. , but the changed song still couldn’t reach Hong Dali’s ears. Hong Dali was about to ask him to change again, when suddenly something happened in his heart, and he thought to himself: “Ordinarily, if I give him a tip, no matter how stupid he is, he should know how to change his singing skills. But he came up with such an ugly song, and other people seem to like it. . So, is it normal for the world to sing songs like “Tears Behind Bars”? Waller Mowing the Grass, I can’t live this life…”

Hong Dali loved to listen to it before he traveled through time. Sing, because it’s one of the few things you can do to relax and not spend any money. The feeling of reading a novel with headphones in my ears is simply incomparable. If all the songs in this world were of this kind of virtue…listening to “Tears Behind Bars” would only make my originally good mood suddenly become depressed, right? !

“Young Master, Young Master, Madam, the drinks are here.” Just as she was thinking of this, the most beautiful maid, one of the nine doglegs, held a high-end and high-grade silver tray in her hand, with two shining purple lights in it. There was an unknown liquid in the glass, which smelled like jasmine and looked very good. It is worth mentioning that this maid is really incredibly smart. After a while, she has changed into a maid outfit. Look at her long straight black hair, her waist that is not easy to hold, and her slim waist. The thighs tightly hugged by the black stockings, look at the red mouth, look at the big fluffy eyes, look at the two rabbit ears on the top of his head, look at the white pom-poms on his butt…

Hong Dali is so dangerous I didn’t spit out the nosebleed. I was stunned for a while before I remembered to take the drink. At the same time, I didn’t forget to stick out my thumb: “I want it, I want it. It’s so good. Beauty, what’s your name? This year How old are you?”

“My name is Ling Xiaoyi. I am twenty-two years old.” When Hong Dali asked, the girl quickly answered.

“That’s right, watch the reward!” Hong Dali ordered the other losers around him: “See it or not, learn from it. To be a loser, you have to have the consciousness of being a loser! Remember, I will give Xiaoyi five thousand A piece of pocket money.”

“Yes, yes!” The losers nodded desperately, thinking to themselves that when they get back, they must try every means to please the young master. As for work – just reward five for a casual reward like this. Qian’s young master is acting like a loser, and he even has transfer equipment, and he still works a crappy job!

Now several people have more or less guessed the identity of this young man. He is definitely the prodigal son of the Hong family who is known to everyone as a prodigal, Young Master Hong Dali!

Sure enough, the girl next to him kept humming: “Hong Dali, you prodigal son, do you know how much five thousand yuan is? How can you give so much money for one move?” At this point, Tang Muxin He also felt a little aggrieved: “I… my daily pocket money is only five hundred yuan…”

Hong Dali said without saying a word: “You losers, do you know what to do?”

The other losers were still looking at each other in confusion, but Ling Xiaoyi was the smartest, and said respectfully directly to Tang Muxin: “Since the young master and madam are in a tight situation, I will first honor the young master and madam when the young master gives me money, please.” The young mistress will definitely accept it.”

After hearing what she said, the other scoundrels immediately screamed and pinched their thighs – they were so fucking stupid that they missed such a good opportunity to show their loyalty… …

Sure enough, Hong Dali was quite satisfied with Ling Xiaoyi’s performance and laughed loudly: “Well, not bad, not bad! He has some sharp eyesight and is a good material for being a bitch!” He said that he did not forget to teach a few other people a lesson: ” Look at you guys, you are so stupid that you don’t even know how to cherish such a good opportunity. From now on, you should be smarter, and you are also very particular about being a bitch – when you come back, give Xiaoyi a five thousand tip, and she will be yours from now on. I’m going to listen to her if I don’t have anything to do. Do you understand?”

“I understand!” The other scoundrels stood at attention.

Tang Muxin looked on with dejection: “This prodigal son… I, I really lost to you…”

At this time, the loser who asked the manager to swipe his card ran back and reported to Hong Dali: “Report to the young master, The consumption bill for tonight has been calculated. So far, the consumption of everyone present, including the tips of a few of us, is currently 73,588 yuan.”

“Pfft–” Hearing this number, he was drinking. Hong Dali spat it out in one gulp and asked in surprise: “How much did you say?”

“7… 73,588 yuan.” The loser wiped his cold sweat: “Young Master, is this money… a bit too much?”

“Multiple …”

Shit! “With so many people, including all the tips, the total cost was 73,588 yuan? Hong Dali quickly pulled up the Big Prodigal System in his mind, and after taking a look at it, he suddenly became angry: “I don’t have much money to begin with, and the tip of 50,000 yuan is not included in this. I must be spending money in the wrong way!

” There is only one and a half hours left, and it still takes 1912 to complete the task! And the tip is not included!

But so many people in this nightclub only spent a little over 20,000 yuan in total, so how long will it take to complete the task?

It was obviously too late to change places now. Hong Dali thought for a while and ordered very decisively: “Notify me, notify the manager, boss, and guests present, and ask them to call me their friends and so on! Tonight I’ll pay for all the expenses, so go!”

“Okay… okay!” The loser wiped his sweat and ran out to report.

Tang Muxin was speechless at the sight: “This prodigal son is really willing to do anything for the sake of prodigal family. It’s impossible not to cancel the marriage!”

Just as he thought of this, the owner of Ye Laixiang Nightclub hurried over and waited. In front of Hong Dali, he wiped his sweat and asked: “Master Dali, I wonder if you have time, can you listen to me for a few words?”

Hong Dali leaned on the sofa, while several maids squeezed his legs and peeled fruit. The peeled fruit looked as sexy as it could be. He ate a peeled grape and then hummed: “What’s the matter? Didn’t you see that this young master is busy?” Being a prodigal son. , then naturally you must have the awareness of a prodigal. Without this style, you will definitely not be a successful prodigal!