"Son, you should know that when your mother and I got married, our situation wasn’t very good. By the ti our finances improved, we had you, and your mother had to take care of you all the ti. Now that you’ve finally left ho and we have so ti, I want to make up for it. This Mid-Autumn Festival, we’re going to Bali to take new wedding photos!"
Hearing what his Dad had to say, Luofeng nodded, "Go for it, Dad!"
"Alright, I’m hanging up now. When we co back, if you want to co ho, you can do it over the weekend!"
"Okay, Dad, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"And to you, son!"
After hanging up the phone with his Dad, Luofeng dialed his mother’s number.
"Son, what is it?"
"Mom, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"You too, son!"
"Mom, I’ve got to go. Hope you enjoy your holiday!"
After saying that, Luofeng hung up the phone.
Li Hu, who was nearby, asked, "Brother Luo Feng, are you not going back for Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"Why go back? My parents are off on vacation; I might as well stay in Shu City!"
As Luofeng spoke, he asked back, "Are you going back?"
"No way, it’s not easy to get away; how could I go back unless it’s Spring Festival?" Li Hu shook his head vigorously.
"Guys, I’m definitely going back, and I’m even visiting my hotown to see my relatives!" Zhang Long spoke up. "Besides, my hotown is local. When I co back, I can bring you guys so Yang City liquor! It’s all craft liquor we made ourselves! Then, we brothers can have an internal battle!"
"An internal battle?" Luofeng looked at the tall and burly WangGui and smirked.
It wasn’t only WangGui. He himself was good at drinking, too. But with limited Prop Cards in his backpack, it was better not to ss around. The gold diggers he t in Shanghai, those he could exploit for bargains, he had pretty much exploited them all. The new batch of gold diggers in Shu City, he needed to get to know them better. And indeed, he had already t three gold-digging goddesses since coming here. But Luofeng couldn’t be bothered with them. Quietly sending money for bags, for skins, that was enough. Their desires were simple: money, money, money.
WangGui imdiately got defensive, "Zhang Long, don’t brag. What internal battle? Last ti we were at the hot pot restaurant, neither you nor Li Lejia could outdrink ."
"Hehe, so you’re aweso, right? You’re saying you need to take on three of us?" Zhang Long retorted, glancing at Luofeng and Li Hu.
"Hahaha, I know about Li Shenshi; we drank together that day at the hot pot restaurant," said WangGui, looking at Luofeng, "but I don’t know Brother Feng’s level, since we’ve never tried."
"Hahaha, I’m not good!" Luofeng chuckled, a subtle smile on his face.
Truth be told, if Luofeng didn’t use Prop Cards, his alcohol tolerance would be just average. Less than half a kilogram. Seven or eight shots of liquor were still okay. He was no match for WangGui. But with a Prop Card, even if WangGui could drink three and a half kilograms, he might not be able to beat Luofeng.
"It seems like you’re looking down on , WangGui." Luofeng looked straight at WangGui. "How about we have a competition? To spice things up, we’ll bet a month of dormitory cleaning duties."
"Three against one?" asked WangGui.
"One on one!"
Damn it!
!!!
!!!
When Luofeng said this, the other two looked at him as if he were a fool.
WangGui’s drinking strength had been witnessed by everyone that day at the hot pot restaurant.
In a three-on-one match, they might win.
But one on one?
Was Luofeng sure he could outdrink WangGui?
"Alright, I’ll take the bet!" WangGui laughed.
"By the way, you two can place bets as well!" Luofeng gestured to Li Hu and Zhang Long. "That ans betting on who wins, and the wager is also cleaning duties!"
"..." Li Hu didn’t want to say anything; I’ll definitely bet on WangGui. he thought.
"Brother Luo Feng, sorry, but I’m definitely betting on WangGui!" said Li Hu.
"Hahaha, then let’s wait until Zhang Long’s liquor arrives!" Luofeng laughed.
「...」
In the early morning hours, Luofeng studied so information about U.S. Stocks.
He had planned to go to sleep.
But the System started to alert him.
[DING! The Mid-Autumn Festival is here!]
[The System will grant the host a [Mid-Autumn Festival Gift Pack] Prop Card!]
[Before opening the gift pack, please complete one aningful Mid-Autumn Festival activity that the host finds significant!]
[Hint: The reward’s Good Feeling Degree from the gift pack is related to the aningfulness of the activity completed by the host!]
Luofeng was startled. The System also has holiday gift packs, huh? Pretty cool. As for doing sothing aningful? Is it about doing sothing suggestive? That would certainly be significant to Luofeng, but not necessarily to society.
「...」
At seven in the morning, Luofeng woke up again. Seeing that the others were still asleep, he quietly got out of bed and began to wash up.
Going to the old canteen, he once again saw the malnourished Bai Lu.
She was still having a stead bun and so porridge for her al.
Luofeng wouldn’t be able to stomach such a diet day after day. He could tolerate cheap food, but not without so at or fish; he couldn’t go without at. No wonder Bai Lu was only about 157 cm tall and weighed less than 40 kilograms.
「...」
As usual, Luofeng ordered two baskets of dumplings.
And four boiled eggs.
Plus a bowl of eight-treasure porridge.
Picking up his tray, he walked towards Bai Lu’s table.
He could definitely sense that Bai Lu’s Good Feeling toward him had improved a bit, but just a bit. Maybe it was because of the excuse he made last ti to invite her for breakfast.
"Classmate, there’s sothing I need to tell you."
Bai Lu hung her head low, not speaking.
She knew Luofeng was very wealthy. The incident with the air conditioners on the campus wall alone had cost over 200,000 yuan. In Bai Lu’s view, they were people from two different worlds. She didn’t believe she and Luofeng could have any connection.
"Co on, have a stead dumpling first, and an egg too. I’ll bribe you first before I tell you what I need," Luofeng said openly.
If soone else had invited Bai Lu to eat, she would surely have refused.
But she did not refuse Luofeng, because he did not look down on her.
Bai Lu was very sensitive; after all, her family was not well-off, which made her quite insecure.
"Classmate, after you finish eating, how about we add each other on WeChat? I need your help with sothing!"
Luofeng lowered his voice and continued, "Today’s Mid-Autumn Festival, and I want to visit the welfare institute over at Puxi to bring so Mid-Autumn blessings to those kids!"
Bai Lu still didn’t speak, but her eyes betrayed a hint of surprise.
Seeing she was about to speak, Luofeng raised his hand to make a shushing gesture, "I hope you can keep this a secret for . After all, I don’t need to publicize this too much. You understand?"
"Oh, oh, oh!" Bai Lu nodded; she actually didn’t quite understand why Luofeng was doing this.
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