By the way, the book review section is so quiet today...couldn't they all be drinking heavily?
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For Hong Dali, who aspires to be a god-level prodigal, where to spend more than an hour during the lunch break is a very serious question.
The cafeteria is obviously not up to par. Hong Dali doesn’t want to invite all the students in the school to eat and drink in the cafeteria just yet. So after much deliberation, he decided to have a good meal outside the school. As a prodigal, it’s better to have a good meal at the school gate.
The price of food has really dropped a bit, so Hong Dali decided to call in some losers and go to one of the three restaurants that he took over from the brother who appeared out of nowhere yesterday to look impressive.
As for the gas money for round trip, is that something a prodigal should consider?
Just do what you think of, and as soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Hong Dali packed his things and got ready to go. After all, time waits for no one, and the total break time at noon is only one hour and twenty minutes.
After leaving the classroom door, Hong Dali was surprised to find Tang Muxin waiting at the door of the classroom. He immediately asked curiously: "Eh? Why is my Xinxin so proactive today? This doesn't seem to be your character. Could it be..." Hong Dali looked around.
, there was no one around: "Is it possible that my Xinxin has entered the role now and started to regard herself as our fiancée?"
"I didn't!" For some reason, Tang Muxin had the urge to beat Hong Dali as soon as she saw him: "I just came to care about you, see how you are doing now, and come to have lunch with you.
!" In fact, with Tang Muxin's arrogance, she would never be willing to have lunch with Hong Dali. Caring is one thing, after all, the relationship between the two families is there, but being so proactive like this time is completely different.
What's going on - her father Tang Ruisi just called her, and the Hong family has transferred the first emergency fund to his family's account.
Therefore, coupled with their current status, Tang Muxin had to treat Hong Dali better, even though she was not so willing.
But things in the world are like this. If you are a bad person, then you don't need to pay attention to Hong Dali. But Tang Muxin is a kind girl after all. She has been adhering to the principle that when others are good to her since she was a child, she should try to be good to others.
, so I could only come to the door unwillingly, and then quarrel with Hong Dali.
Fortunately, Hong Dali didn't care about these details, and he didn't have any ill feelings toward Tang Muxin. Maybe the two of them bickering and quarreling frequently would be a good spice for life, so Hong Dali simply snapped his fingers: "In that case, let's do it now
Let's go out for lunch." Having said that, as a super prodigal son, if there is no stunning beauty around him, it will lose some flavor.
"Okay." Tang Muxin reluctantly agreed, and then asked: "Then where should we go to eat?"
"No need to ask, of course it's tuberose." Hong Dali took the lead and walked out: "As a super prodigal, if I don't have to walk ten or twenty kilometers to eat, I will be sorry for the people around me who know me!"
This time Tang Muxin learned her lesson and simply stopped talking. Of course, her face clearly expressed her thoughts: "Being with this prodigal son is such a humiliating person..."
Soon they arrived at the school gate. Ji Zhiruo was already waiting there. When she saw Hong Dali coming swaggeringly, she hurriedly greeted him and whispered: "Master Dali, I drove Liu Mingcheng's car and parked it over there."
One finger.
Following Ji Zhiruo's gaze, there was an orange single-row sports car parked on the side of the wide road. It had a streamlined body, an ultra-low chassis, a shining golden trident on the front, and a pair of arrows on both sides.
Regarding the white wings. Although Hong Dali didn’t know much about the make of this car and its value, he was sure it wouldn’t be a bargain based on its appearance.
Hong Dali turned to Tang Muxin and asked, "Xinxin, Liu Mingcheng said he would give this car to me. I'm too lazy to drive it. Why don't you give it to you?"
Tang Muxin shook her head decisively and said, "I won't touch his things, not even to death!"
"Actually, I'm just talking casually," Hong Dali chuckled, and then waved to a few losers standing in the distance: "Hey, come here!"
A few losers saw Hong Dali coming out from a distance, but because Ji Zhiruo was there, they didn't dare to come over, for fear of delaying the good things of the young master Hong Dali. When they heard the call, they all ran over quickly.
He said respectfully: "Young Master, please give me your instructions!"
Hong Dali stretched out his little finger and dug his nose: "You go find some bricks, steel pipes, big hammers and the like first, and then come back quickly. Hurry, I'm a little hungry."
"Okay, Young Master." The three men turned around and hurried away. The remaining six maids waited respectfully beside Hong Dali. Ling Xiaoyi asked curiously: "Young Master, what are you...
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"Of course you want to lose your family, do you even need to ask?" Hong Dali said matter-of-factly.
Soon, three men ran back carrying the guy on their legs. Two big hammers and a steel pipe as thick as an arm arrived in front of Hong Dali, and they stood at attention with a snap: "Young Master
, is someone bullying you? Let’s break his legs!” Several gangsters said that they wanted to break other people’s legs. The scene was quite hilarious.
"No one bullies me." Hong Dali pointed at Liu Mingcheng's luxury sports car: "Smash this car for me. The worse it is, the better. No one wants this junk anyway. Well, by the way, don't do it.
Be careful if it explodes..."
"Scared!" Tang Muxin was stunned, Ji Zhiruo was stunned, Ling Xiaoyi was stunned, and the few losers around were also stunned.
"Master Dali, this is a Neptune car. It costs more than 700,000 yuan. Isn't it too wasteful to just smash it like this?" As Hong Dali's classmate, Ji Zhiruo became a little bolder and quickly advised.
"I know," Hong Dali looked at Ji Zhiruo expressionlessly, and said strangely, "If it was only 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, I wouldn't be too lazy to throw it away... I just want to hear a noise."
After saying that, he turned around and said to the three men: "Smash it!"
"Okay!" At Hong Dali's house, Hong Dali's mother, Queen Lan Ruoxi, made it clear that when Hong Dali told them to go east, they couldn't go west, and when he told them to catch dogs, they couldn't chase away chickens. Even if there was a fire pit in front of them, Hong Dali couldn't go west.
In a word, they have to jump. Now it's just asking them to smash the car, so there is no need to hesitate at all.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!" The three men waved sledgehammers and steel pipes and began to greet the Neptune Flying Wing Trident car, which was actually worth 740,000 yuan. There was a deafening roar.
There was a muffled sound, and shards of glass shattered all over the floor. But in the blink of an eye, a good car looked like a field of corn that had just been destroyed by a herd of wild boars. It no longer looked the same as before.
