Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: The Wisdom of the Prodigal Son - Boom [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]

Those customers who were kicked out, although they complimented Lu Xiaobu for the sake of returning the next day,

Their hearts were still very unsatisfied.

So one by one, they vented their dissatisfaction through various online channels that they frequented.

Phantom: ”I’m convinced, this is the first time I’ve been kicked out of a bar. Even with money, there’s nowhere to spend it.”

Below, there’s a picture of him performing, dressed in knight attire, slashing his opponent with a sword, looking incredibly dashing.

”Damn, where is this? Are you acting as an extra? But that’s not right either, if you’re an extra, you should be the one getting slashed!”

”Top floor, we strongly demand you tell us where this is?”

”I also want to live the great hero high.”

Phantom: ”Forget it, I suggest you guys don’t go, or you’ll end up being kicked out after dropping your pants.”

”Holy crap, now that you’ve mentioned it, I want to go even more!”

”That’s right, this fully proves your photo is real!”

”No way, you must tell me the address, otherwise, I won’t pay back the money I owe you.”

Phantom: ”Alright, alright, damn it, it’s actually the former Night Drunken Love Bar, now taken over by Lu Xiaobu and remodeled!”

...

I’m not called Long Aotian: ”Damn truly depressing, for the first time got kicked out of a nightclub.”

”Oh, wow, damn, 666, even Long Aotian, the nightclub tyrant, got kicked out?”

”Long Aotian, hurry and tell me the address, I want to show you what’s called the real nightclub prince.”

I’m not called Long Aotian: ”Go to hell, you try going there, I guarantee all of you will be kicked out, damn it!”

”I just don’t believe it.”

”Send the address!”

I’m not called Long Aotian: ”It’s the former Night Drunken Love, if you have the guts, go there tomorrow, if you can act tough, from then on, I’ll call you bro!”

...

Similar comments spread widely on the internet.

Suddenly, people’s interest was piqued. Everyone expressed that they wanted to check out this unique, one-of-a-kind tavern in Jianghu that dared to kick customers out.

At the same time, the Zhang Family’s think tank was also analyzing this peculiar phenomenon under the orders of Zhang Benhu.

Why would the actions of Lu Xiaobu that were out of the ordinary turn out to be successful?

Think tank member one: ”Boss, I’ve found that actually, everything today is closely related to today’s act of saving people.”

”Firstly, Lu Xiaobu’s reckless lifesaving incident aligns with our country’s spirit of the Great Hero—’In the name of the Great Hero, serve the country and the people.’”

”Therefore, from the start, the customers’ approval of Lu Xiaobu was very high.”

”As a result, whatever Lu Xiaobu did, these people had a sense of trust in him.”

”And he has chosen an ancient-style tavern, the Great Hero Tavern, which conforms to this spirit, and involuntarily gained everyone’s recognition.”

Zhang Benhu nodded: ”Well said.”

Think tank member two: ”Boss, I think, the actual reason for Lu Xiaobu’s success today is about promises.”

”He promised everyone to go to Night Drunken Love Bar to pick up money, and indeed he was there.”

”He promised the bar would open at ten o’clock, and the bar opened.”

”This fulfillment of promises, big or small, got everyone approving of Lu Xiaobu’s words.”

Zhang Benhu rolled his eyes: ”Nonsense! Tell me, what’s the difference between what you and number one said?”

Think tank member two cut in confidently: ”There’s no difference.”

Zhang Benhu: ”Get lost!”

Think tank member three: ”I think, Lu Xiaobu’s greatest advantage is his profligacy.”

”Profligacy?” Zhang Benhu frowned.”

Think tank member three: ”Yes, profligacy! According to my understanding, when Lu Xiaobu started his bar operations, he generously gave five thousand yuan each to the good Samaritans of the day, totaling a small million.”

”For the average person, five thousand is a substantial amount of money.”

”As a result, when they spend money at the bar, they do so with the mindset—’Have fun, the money isn’t mine anyway.’”

”As everyone knows, the more money you spend, the more affirmation you get.”

”Because of the money given by Lu Xiaobu, all the guests were fully enjoying tonight, hence the performances were at their best.”

”That’s why they’re happy, and because of this, when they’re kicked out, they are even more furious.”

”But at this moment, fury and happiness do not conflict, they even complement each other.”

”These two extreme emotions showcased the goodness of the new Night Drunken Love to the extreme!”

”This also explains why these people, even though they expressed their anger online, more people became interested in Night Drunken Love.”

Zhang Benhu nodded seriously: ”You’re right, it really is like this. People are always curious about the unknown. Seeing their friends post happy photos yet furious words, anyone would be interested.”

Think tank member four: ”I agree with what number three said, but there’s one thing that number three overlooked, and that’s Lu Xiaobu’s talent.”

Upon this remark.

”Cut!” All members of the think tank said disdainfully: ”What talent does a wastrel have?”

Hearing the mocking words of the others, number four ignored them and blandly said: ”Lu Xiaobu’s greatest talent lies in absurdity, or one might say, he pulls off whatever comes to mind. I’ve seen the scripts that Young Master Zhang brought back.”

”To be honest, those so-called plot twist scripts are very low-level, so low-level that even a child could think of them.”

”But, it’s these extremely low-level plot twist scripts that, except for Lu Xiaobu, no one else would think of at that specific time point.”

”This is Lu Xiaobu’s wisdom, turning complexity into simplicity, and appearing to be simple yet profound.”

”Of course, I know these words of mine will be scoffed at by everyone, so...”

”Boss Zhang, I resign, thank you for your kindness during this time.”

After saying this, number four left promptly.

Zhang Benhu opened his mouth, wanting to retain him, but he didn’t manage to say anything.

Because, even he felt that the so-called talent of a wastrel was nonsense.

A wastrel, it’s just luck, how could there be any talent?

He felt that Lu Xiaobu was now like a three-year-old child, wielding a sharp large knife, fighting a muscular brute.

As it turned out, the child was lucky, a gust of wind blew over, and the knife fell, crushing the brute to death.

All of this was just good luck.

Their research was to figure out how to turn this kind of coincidental event into inevitability, rather than crediting all of this to a wastrel’s wisdom.

After all, that would be too embarrassing.

These thoughts definitely were not just fleeting; they were the majority view of Lu Xiaobu.

Extravagant, foolish, brainless—this was the deeply entrenched view of Lu Xiaobu, not to be changed overnight.

And this kind of thinking was the fundamental reason for a series of events that would happen next.

What’s the normal reaction when facing someone who is foolish with abundant money?

That’s definitely to swindle money.