Prodigal System
Chapter 30
After hearing Hong Dali talk about buying a mountain, Tang Muxin weakly said, "Why do you want to buy this mountain? It's so beautiful here. Do you want to go up the mountain and build a house?"
It was as if the Tibetan mastiff was responding to Tang Muxin, when he finished speaking, it barked twice. Arf Arf's. Then, he dragged the minion along with him, running all over before settling down at the bottom of the tree, leaving a mark …
Hong Dali was overjoyed to see her and started singing. "Year 2014, that day in spring ~ gg ~, there is a Tibetan mastiff ~ in Tianjing Mountain in heaven, it was twittering in a circle ~ ee ~~~. It is destiny, destiny! This mountain will be mine. I will be king! "
"…" Tang Muxin was speechless.
Lackeys: "Young Master, this song is a — genius strong and strong!"
The crowd led the dogs happily as the sound of the machine began to roar. A red luxury sports car stopped in front of the crowd. The car had a slim body, albeit a short one. Rather than calling it a sports car, it was more of a work of art. Especially the wings with the letter "G," which clearly announced that this is one of the best sports cars in the world — Gentley.
To come at this moment, for a car like this to stop at that place, even a fool knew that it was coming for Hong Dali. Unable to be sure whether it was an enemy or a friend, the nine minions stood in front of Hong Dali with the dogs at once, guarding tightly.
The car door opened and the couple got out of the car. The man's face looked young; he was only 18 or 19 years old. He was handsome, but his gaze was cold, the corner of his mouth showed contempt. He certainly doesn't look friendly.
The woman looked to be about 23 or 24 years old. She had a beautiful face but was expressionless, despite exuding a hint of charm. Cold yet charming, the two blend beautifully with her, with nothing looking strange. He's tall. In Hong Dali's eyes, he should be at least 1.7 meters tall. There is nothing surprising for a woman to be tall. What is different is how well it is proportioned. Its long, slender legs and body have a golden leg-to-body ratio. Equipped with black lace and black heels, she almost looked deadly.
Hong Dali was not sure who these two people were. However, the driver seemed to have seen them before and hurriedly bowed to them. “Wang Mingyu greets Mr. Hong Ancheng and Miss Mu Yuxi.” He might greet them, but subconsciously, his body was leaning towards Hong Dali. After working in the Hong family for over 20 years, he knew exactly who was hiding ill intentions towards Hong Dali.
The couple completely ignored the driver's greetings. Hong Ancheng grinned as he walked towards Hong Dali, scanning him from top to bottom. "On the way here, I wondered who could create such a scene, bringing so many people to walk around with dogs. Looks like I was right, it was indeed the missing Hong Dali. Haha."
Hong Dali immediately knew that this man should be someone else from the Hong family who envied him. Of course, Hong Dali did not treat him well. He stuck out his little finger and started peeling. "How is your business with me wasting? You have to stop your car to look around? Wh why? Are your eyes on one of my dogs? You can take it if you want, I don't mind. If that's not enough, there's 400 more there. You can choose. "
Hearing Hong Dali say he had over 400 dogs, Hong Ancheng laughed out loud and started slapping his thighs. "Over 400 dogs? Hahaha, my brother Dali, you can definitely find a new way to waste. I can't afford that."
"Aye, who are you, then? Why did you bring the dog with my brother Dali?" Hong Ancheng looked at Tang Muxin up and down before suddenly noticing. "Oh, I know. You are the woman from the Tang family, who is engaged to Hong Dali, right? Aiyaya, you are quite beautiful. It's a shame you have such a hard life. It's so sorry."
"I'll do what I want. You care who?" Tang Muxin said in her sweet voice, although she raised her eyebrows furiously. He still had a small white Chow Chow that looked like a panda in his hand. It looked rather funny with his expression.
Hong Dali quietly stuck his thumb out toward Tang Muxin. Hehe, Xinxin's good work, I don't love you for anything. He coughed and said, "Are you just saying your part? My time is precious. Every minute costs a few hundred thousand."
Hong Ancheng laughed again. "You mean, you're wasting a few hundred thousand every minute?"
The tall and beautiful Mu Yuxi could not bear to watch the conversation between Hong Ancheng and the others. He frowned and stopped Hong Ancheng. "Enough. We don't get out of the car to let you talk rubbish. What you get this year is only about 3 million yuan. How much better are you than Hong Dali?" His tone was as cold as his expression, but his words were strong. Hong Ancheng stopped smiling and obediently retreated.
Mu Yuxi looked at Hong Dali among the crowd and sighed softly.
When Hong Dali was born, he had created a stir within the Hong family. Hong Weiguo was the first genius in hundreds of years within the Hong family in terms of making money. His wife, Lan Ruoxi, was a godly woman. Within five years, they had created a huge split between the families within the Hong family. But heaven has played with them: they have difficulty conceiving a child. After being married for 5 or 6 years, there was no word from Lan Ruoxi. It was very disappointing for everyone in the Hong family.
It was not until the 7th year after they married, Lan Ruoxi finally had a child. The entire Hong family was overjoyed, and the celebration had been going on for a month. On the day of Hong Dali's birth, almost all of the influential families sent congratulations. Everyone under the Hong family regarded Hong Dali as a lucky child. Almost everyone gave him the lowest smile, trying his best to get into his good books.
But the good times don't last long. Hong Dali was born weak and sickly. He was lacking in his studies. When he was growing up, he was also not good at business. His only interest is to squander, wasting all manner of behavior.
Once upon a time, Mu Yuxi, who was part of the Hong family, had been envious of Hong Dali's position.
But it seems like Hong Dali is on a different level now. Judging by Hong Dali's performance in recent years, he might just be at the bottom of the list. Sure, his parents would take care of him and leave him a lot of money, but that would mean nothing. From the way he squandered, it would only take 10 or maybe 20 years before he became poor with nothing.