Prodigal System
Chapter 20
Hong Dali left for class with Ji Zhiruo after he scared Liu Mingcheng. As they walked over, Hong Dali put down the card Liu Mingcheng gave in Ji Zhiruo's hand and laughed. "You can have this. Thank you for speaking for me now."
Ji Zhiruo's family is worth tens of millions. Why else would he be in the most expensive private school? Although his family background was good, it could not compare to the Hong Dali family. Five hundred thousand yuan was not a small amount to him. Surprised, his face flushed. "Young Master Dali, I can't accept this!"
“Receive it, stop talking.” This number might be a big problem for others, but it was nothing to Hong Dali. That was equivalent to his allowance for a day. Hong Dali still had to rely on Ji Zhiruo's help in the future. "Oh yeah, can you drive? Help me drive Liu Mingcheng to the front gate after school today. I'll ask my henchmen to take proper care of my booty." He handed Liu Mingcheng's car keys to Ji Zhiruo.
"O .. fine ..." Ji Zhiruo did not want to accept the money, but she did not want to go against Hong Dali's wishes. He gently asked, "Young Master Dali, are you really alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine! What's wrong?" Hong Dali's health statistics have grown to 45 points. It might not be as good as a normal person, but he was ready when he fell; hence, there was no problem at all.
As they walked, Hong Dali occasionally stole a glance at Ji Zhiruo.
This young lady was not as beautiful as Tang Muxin, nor was she on par with Ling Xiaoyi, but she was superior in terms of temperament and gentleness. It's not bad to have a classmate like this.
The most important thing now, of course, is to understand which class he is in. It was an easy task with the help of Ji Zhiruo.
Soon, they arrived outside of death grade, 2nd grade, 14th grade. From afar, Hong Dali could hear the commotion from the classroom. But it's nothing. What caught her attention was Tang Muxin waiting outside the classroom for her.
Hong Dali stuffed his bag into Ji Zhiruo's hand. "Sign in first. Help me with my school bag too." Hong Dali might not know where he was sitting, but he was quite intelligent. By entering later, his bag was already in his chair.
“Um, okay, I'll go in first, then.” Ji Zhiruo carried a bag that was worth tens of thousands and was made from crocodile leather. "Young Master Dali, be careful when you enter. Floors strewn. Make sure not to fall."
“OK, I understand.” Hong Dali walked over to Tang Muxin after sending Ji Zhiruo away. "You came here for me?"
Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali from head to toe, and as she spoke, her tone was softer than usual. "Dali, I heard you passed out earlier. I was worried, so I came here. Are you all right?" He looked at Hong Dali again.
This girl had always been so conscious about her relationship with him, so she was shocked. "I don't think you can stand to see me. Why did you come here of your own accord?"
Tang Muxin was aware of their relationship and was rarely polite when she was with him. Coming all the way here to show his concern, Hong Dali did not expect this at all.
Tang Muxin looked around to make sure no one was around. Embarrassed, he replied, "Who ... who took the initiative? I just thought, no matter what .. I'm your fiancee, and you're always sickly. I'm afraid you've hurt yourself …"
I can't believe Tang Muxin is worried about her. Hong Dali had never blamed Tang Muxin for treating her this way.
That was why Hong Dali had never been angry with Tang Muxin. Hearing her worries, Hong Dali spoke softly to her in a way she never did. "Thank you for your attention. I'm fine, you don't have to worry. I feel fine now." Before long, he returned to his usual self. "Oh yes, I've asked Xiaoyi to take care of those dogs. Let's see them tonight? There are Tibetan mastiffs, Chow Chows, Huskies, and Samoyeds. There should be hundreds of them. I intend to waste even more tonight. If there aren't enough houses, we'll buy a few more. "
"You ... All you know is how to waste!" Tang Muxin's face was red with anger. "I'm not talking to you. You buy places and property just to keep a dog. That's so annoying!"
Hong Dali could not help but argue with him. "Aye, this is no big deal. After all, the houses in Tianjing City, which was the capital. It is not considered a lot of waste if you treat them as a fixed asset. Why do you overreact? I don't think I'm wasting enough!"
Tang Muxin snorted. "Go and waste everything you want. I'll go back to class!" Her lips were pink and full of frowns as she turned around and left.
"Is that so scary?" Hong Dali sniffed. "Forget it, I'll go back to class first. I need to go to sleep because I wake up so early."
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At the same time, in the mayor's office on the 12th floor of the Tianjing City government building.
“Mayor Jiang, my apology for causing inconvenience by visiting so early.” Hong Dali's father, Hong Weiguo, smiled apologetically as he leaned against the sofa in Mayor Jiang's office.
Mayor Jiang was around fifty years old and had a square face and bushy eyebrows. He had big eyes and looked like Zhu Shimao, the actor from Earth, from where Hong Dali came from. With just one look and one can say that he is a good person, though one might wonder what he wrote. Mayor Jiang replied, "Stop joking, Hong. There is no need to stand on ceremony when we are very close. But I want to know, why did you come all the way here to look for me?"
Hong Weiguo sipped his tea, waiting for Mayor Jiang's secretary to leave. When only he and Mayor Jiang were left in the office, he finally spoke. "It's all because of my missing son, Hong Dali."
"Dali?" Mayor Jiang frowned and asked curiously, "Did something happen to him? It shouldn't be; you don't see it. In general, you won't fuss over his waste."
“I don't usually, but this time is different,” Hong Weiguo replied warmly. "This missing child went and bought some property near Ye Lai Xiang west of Four Loops. He said he wanted to keep some dogs."
Surprised, Mayor Jiang stopped writing. "Dali bought a house to keep a dog? What did he buy?"
Hong Weiguo shrugged his shoulders. "The property is worth 3.3 million yuan, minus its waste, worth about 3 million."
"Damn it" Mayor Jiang cursed, completely different from his usual calm.