Prodigal System in the Flourishing City Chapter 22: Can You Shout 666? [Please Favorite, Please Reco

In the school, students from class six surrounded Lu Xiaobu and Zhou Jingyuan, showering them with endless praise.

"Xiaobu, who are you calling?" Zhou Jingyuan asked.

"My subordinate." Lu Xiaobu shrugged. "I asked him to help smash Liu Changlong’s car."

"Smash... smash... smash it?" Zhou Jingyuan was stunned. "You an the fiery horse X5 you just won back, worth a million? You had it smashed?"

Students around them were also dazed, watching Lu Xiaobu, seeking confirmation.

"Yeah, that one, my subordinate, I know he’s been standing outside, motionless, it’s good for him to move his muscles, otherwise he might have back pains at night." Lu Xiaobu laughed.

"Damn!"

Everyone around spat out.

A luxury car worth a million, and you used it to help your subordinate exercise?

Isn’t that the sa as using gold bars for a dog to chew on?

No, it’s even more wasteful than using gold bars!

A hundred tis more wasteful!

"Wasteful brat, I admire you, in the domain of wastefulness, you claim second place and no one dares to claim the first."

Zhou Jingyuan shook her head in collapse, no longer knowing what to say.

"Thanks for the complint." Lu Xiaobu said cheerfully.

"Enough, let’s not talk about this," Zhou Jingyuan said exasperatedly. She suddenly scolded coldly: "I’ve said it before, I’ll take care of Lu Xiaobu in class from now on. Since you guys took the money today, you should do what you’re paid for. I don’t want a single word about today’s matter to leak. Got it?"

"Got it! Young Master Bu, forever ruling Jianghu!"

Everyone shouted in unison, even if Zhou Jingyuan hadn’t said it, they wouldn’t have talked.

For one, receiving benefits obligates one, benefiting from others limits one.

And secondly, they were afraid that Fu Hu and his gang would find out the truth and seek revenge—not only would they not keep a single cent, but they’d also get beaten up.

That would be a total loss.

After all, with Fu Hu’s greedy nature well-known, even if you pledge loyalty to him, he won’t spare you!

How could they not prefer following Lu Xiaobu, indulging in good food and drinks, in comfort?

"Oh right." Lu Xiaobu suddenly clapped his hands excitedly: "I just spent a ton of money, didn’t I?"

"Good grief!"

Everyone fainted—this guy had no concept of how much money he’s spent.

Lu Xiaobu didn’t care about their reactions, but quickly opened the system interface to check the wasted amount.

Hehe, 260,000, which ans two more attribute points.

After purchasing two health points again, Lu Xiaobu felt a surge of strength in his body—it felt incredibly aweso!

...

The school bell for the end of the day woke up the sleeping Lu Xiaobu, who had slept all day and felt incredibly refreshed.

So...

He decided...

"Wahaha, I’m treating everyone to dinner tonight, let’s go eat!" Lu Xiaobu stood on the table and shouted excitedly.

"Yay! Long live Young Master Bu! Long live! Long long live!"

Class six erupted into cheers, books flew into the air, and the classroom atmosphere was electrifying.

"Wahaha, I love these long live cheers, hahahaha!" Lu Xiaobu stood on the table, hands on his hips, laughing heartily.

"Lu Xiaobu!" The class teacher, who was assigning howork, instantly beca furious: "You know..."

"Teacher, co on, let’s go together!" Lu Xiaobu laughed.

"Long live!" The teacher threw the handouts, suddenly shouting with excitent.

Forget about the damn howork, to hell with it!

After all, not many in this class do their howork!

Following Lu Xiaobu, the wasteful brat, definitely ans indulging in good food and drinks!

"Wahaha!" Lu Xiaobu laughed heartily, leading the group out.

Only Zhou Jingyuan rolled her eyes: "This Lu Xiaobu, didn’t he say he was treating alone? How did it turn into a group al?"

As the group arrived at the school gate, Wu Qianmin was also just coming out.

"Young Master." Zhang ng walked up imdiately to greet him, "Both cars have been smashed."

"Hmm, good. Reward, 5000." Lu Xiaobu nodded at the two heaps of scrap tal in front of him.

"Thank you, Young Master." Zhang ng expressed his gratitude.

Students from class six looked at the wrecked cars, which still vaguely resembled their forr luxurious selves, and couldn’t help clicking their tongues in awe.

"Wow, they really smashed them."

"Two of them, huh? One is a Raging Horse X5, and the other looks like a Patter S, both million-dollar luxury cars, and now they’re just scrap."

"Lu Xiaobu is truly a genuine wastrel."

"God, God!"

"..."

"Young Master, please consider, Li Jin’s character is still excellent."

Zhang ng pulled Li Jin from behind him, and said awkwardly.

"Young Master, please forgive what I did yesterday, but from today onwards, I will be absolutely loyal."

Li Jin was ashad; just yesterday, they were enemies.

"You were one of Zhang ng’s subordinates, right?" Lu Xiaobu asked casually. "Can you shout 666?"

"Uh... What?"

Li Jin was instantly confused. Was this an interview?

Should I say I can or I can’t?

The students from class six were all staring at Li Jin, curious to see what his response would be.

Would saying he can’t make Lu Xiaobu feel you’re not ingratiating? But saying he can might make Lu Xiaobu think he’s slick and oily?

This simple question is terrifying upon careful thought!

As Li Jin sweated bullets...

Even Zhang ng started getting nervous...

Lu Xiaobu waved his hand: "Okay, you’re hired. Monthly salary of 10,000, tips not included."

"Holy crap!"

Everyone collapsed, their livers went on strike!

Only Wu Qianmin managed to hold it together and asked with a face of utter perplexity, "Lu Xiaobu, can I interview you on what exactly motivated you to ask that kind of question?"

"Bored out of my skull," Lu Xiaobu shrugged.

"Pff!"

Even the extrely resilient Wu Qianmin collapsed: "Thank you for your self-awareness!"

"No need to thank ." Lu Xiaobu nodded seriously.

"I didn’t thank you!" Wu Qianmin went mad—since when did Lu Xiaobu beco so shaless?

With a twitching corner of his mouth, Li Jin asked, "Thank you, Young Master. So what should I do?"

"Well, go sell these two piles of scrap tal, we can’t waste them, right?" Lu Xiaobu issued his first command.

"Uh... can’t waste?"

Everyone fell silent—why does it feel so discordant and awkward to hear the words ’can’t waste’ coming from Lu Xiaobu’s mouth?

If you were worried about wasting, why did you smash them?

That’s over two million right there!

"Carry out the order, other things are not for you to worry about," Zhang ng sternly chided Li Jin.

"Yes! Sorry, Young Master, I was wrong."

Li Jin instantly snapped to attention and began to act—Indeed, these weren’t things he needed to worry about; he just needed to obey orders.

"Don’t be so harsh," Lu Xiaobu waved him off. "Zhang ng, we’re going to my brother’s store on Comrcial Street, I quite like the food there."

"Sure, Young Master. Should I arrange for a bus to take everyone, or shall we walk?" Zhang ng asked.

"Let’s walk, it’s not far anyway, and I just woke up; let’s stretch our legs." Lu Xiaobu smiled.

"Yes, Young Master," Zhang ng imdiately nodded.

But the next second, his face beca grave and filled with caution!