Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Chapter 10: Chapter 10 This Girl is Pretty Good (Please favorite, recommend, and vote)

Lu Xiaobu and Wu Qianmin arrived at the largest nightclub — Night of Intoxication.

At the entrance, Wu Qianmin hesitated: ”Xiaobu, maybe we shouldn’t go in. We can go to KTV; I’ll sing with you! I’ve heard there are many rules here, and it’s easy to be played if you don’t know them.”

”What’s there to fear?” Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes: ”Rules are made by people, can I, a prodigal son, be afraid of rules?”

”Eh...” Wu Qianmin was speechless, your logic is sound, I can’t argue with that.

Entering the nightclub, the loud heavy metal music immediately filled their minds, making them sway unconsciously, imbued with a lavish aura.

Lu Xiaobu shook his head and swayed to the rhythm, then headed to the busiest bar counter.

”What would you like?”

Dressed fashionably, tall, in a black leather jacket paired with fiery red wavy hair, the passionate and flirtatious bartender—Liang Lan asked.

Many men gathered around the bar, seemingly attracted to her.

”Two juices,” said Lu Xiaobu.

He glanced at Liang Lan raising an eyebrow—Nice girl! Nightclubs indeed are great places.

”Hmm?” Liang Lan frowned slightly, glanced at Lu Xiaobu, then at Wu Qianmin, and suddenly said, ”It seems it’s your first time in a nightclub, I suggest you order some liquor, whether you drink it or not doesn’t matter.”

”Why? No beverages?” asked Lu Xiaobu.

”It’s not that, but ordering a beverage can easily lead to misunderstandings,” the bartender explained. ”Men who order non-alcoholic drinks in nightclubs can be mistaken for gigolos, and I assume you wouldn’t want that.”

”That makes sense,” nodded Lu Xiaobu.

”What liquor would you like?” Liang Lan asked, relieved. Though she didn’t know Lu Xiaobu well, she could tell he was no ordinary person, and she didn’t want to see any trouble.

”No liquor, keep the juices coming,” Lu Xiaobu gestured grandly.

”Sir, you?” Liang Lan was startled.

”Give me the microphone.” Lu Xiaobu took the mic, jumped onto the bar counter, and announced: ”Everyone drink up, this round’s on Young Master!”

”Yay!” The bar immediately buzzed with excitement, all eyes on Lu Xiaobu: ”Thanks, Young Master!”

Even many pretty girls began to gather around Lu Xiaobu, the apparent tycoon.

”But I want juice, if someone calls me a gigolo, does that make me one?” Lu Xiaobu stood on the counter and shouted into the mic.

”No, pure man, real man! Hahaha!”

The atmosphere in the nightclub heated up even more.

”Well said, another round on me,” Lu Xiaobu laughed heartily: ”Remember my name, the prodigal Lu Xiaobu!”

”Thank you, real man!”

”Lu Xiaobu! Prodigal!”

”Lu Xiaobu! Prodigal! Lu Xiaobu!”

The ambiance in the nightclub reached its peak!

Countless beautiful women with seductive looks started making their way toward Lu Xiaobu.

”Problem solved,” Lu Xiaobu snapped his fingers and whispered to the bartender.

”Pfft!” The bartender laughed, he’s indeed a true prodigal!

A problem that could have been solved with a drink, he splashed out twenty thousand instead.

But this guy was really interesting; he outright admitted he was a prodigal without any inhibition.

Suddenly, she felt an intense gaze; looking up, she realized it was Lu Xiaobu, taking advantage of his position from above.

Not feeling shy, instead she flirtatiously smiled and provocatively pushed her chest out.

Lu Xiaobu’s eyes widened — so big, so round, so white, so deep, even the nipples were starting to protrude.

”Like what you see?” a voice came.

”Looks good,” Lu Xiaobu replied subconsciously.

”Are you still watching?” Wu Qianmin’s voice came through, slightly gritting her teeth.

She didn’t know why, but seeing Lu Xiaobu’s straight gaze made her feel very uncomfortable.

”Cough cough cough!”

It was then that Lu Xiaobu realized it was Wu Qianmin’s voice, and he coughed before quickly jumping off the bar. He felt that if he kept looking, his weak body would start having a nosebleed.

”You’re so generous, consider this juice on me.” Liang Lan pushed two glasses of juice over, then pointed at the table and revealed a piece of paper with a sultry smile towards Lu Xiaobu.

Lu Xiaobu looked down and saw a phone number with a heart drawn next to it.

The crowd around them immediately began to jeer.

This Night Drunkenness Bar attracts countless people every day eyeing Liang Lan, and now this newcomer has taken the lead.

”Oh!”

”Someone actually got Liang Lan’s phone number.”

”Rich kid Lu Xiaobu is awesome!”

”...”

”Vixen.” Wu Qianmin also saw it and immediately said through gritted teeth.

”Qianmin, come on, phone, I gotta save the number.”

Lu Xiaobu reached out to Wu Qianmin; he didn’t have his phone right now as it was with Wu Qianmin.

”Not giving it.” Wu Qianmin was still sulking.

At this moment, a haughty voice suddenly came through.

”Tsk tsk tsk, why act like a rich kid? Did you bring all your possessions here to chase girls?”

The voice grew closer and finally arrived beside Lu Xiaobu.

”Don’t even have a phone? I think this phone number should be mine!”

Slap—

A phone was slammed onto the bar by this person.

The sound drew everyone’s attention.

”My God, it’s an Angel Brand phone, 8888!”

”Such wealth!”

”Smashing a phone around, so extravagant.”

”...”

Liang Lan shook her head listening to these people’s comments—a bunch of clueless folks. That Lu Xiaobu, when he bought those two rounds of drinks earlier, didn’t even blink; those two rounds alone could buy several phones.

But she also knew that the benefits of sharing just one or two glasses of drinks were far less impactful than smashing a phone.

Lu Xiaobu ignored this person and grinned at Wu Qianmin: ”Are you jealous?”

”Jealous? Jealous of you? I’m not jealous of you at all!” Wu Qianmin retorted huffily.

Lu Xiaobu ignored the person, and she couldn’t be bothered either; just an 8888 phone, and acting all rich in front of Lu Xiaobu?

What a joke, Lu Xiaobu had already lost one and smashed another today.

”Then give me the phone.” Lu Xiaobu reached out.

”Not giving it, just not giving!” Wu Qianmin pouted childishly.

The thought of Lu Xiaobu wanting the phone to keep that seductress’s number made her unhappy.

But... but, she was definitely not jealous, definitely not!

However, as they ignored that person, he got more provoked: ”Did you two paupers hear me? I said, give me the number, it’s not something you can possess.”

”Pauper? Are you talking about me? Honestly, I don’t like that name.” Lu Xiaobu laughed.