Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

“Four Twos with two Kings!”

Everyone’s eyeballs dropped when Hong Dali threw the cards on the table.

Chu Zhongqin almost cried when he saw the six cards lying on the table. That was actually two bombs. Adding on to the previous two bombs, each person had to pay him 480,000! However, after Hong Dali threw them together, it became 120,000 per person…

While he was crying without tears, the man with golden glasses and Mu Zixiao looked at each other and immediately pushed out the chips. “This is 120,000. Please keep it well, Young Master Dali!” Now that the money had been given, it was too late even if one were to regret!

Tang Muxin angrily reached her hands toward Hong Dali’s face and pinched him. “Are you stupid? How could you waste such good cards!”

“Aiaiai, lighter! Lighter!” Hong Dali voiced. “I just wanted to end the game faster…”

“You’re angering me to death! We’re not playing this anymore!” Tang Muxin pouted. “Is there even anyone that play cards like you?”

Her words made Hong Dali happy. What she said was precisely Hong Dali’s intention. If they were to continue winning like that, not only would the others start to be angry over their loss, his Great Prodigal System might have even deduct millions out of his Squandered Value—Hong Dali was not stupid, the one sitting opposite him was a rich family’s young master just like him, and losing one or two million was something that didn’t matter much. However, this was not the case for himself. If he were to be unable to complete the mission, the consequences might be disastrous!

At present, it seemed that the Great Prodigal System did not encourage gambling—it was almost impossible to lose with his enormous luck. Furthermore, after winning, the System would deduct the amount he had squandered till the point where his health attribute dropped to zero, resulting in him dropping dead. It was possible for him to lose. If he played small like what he was doing now, losing several million was still acceptable. However, if he were to gamble big and lose tens of millions in one go, his family might get angry at him and choose not to give him more money, causing him to land in trouble.

Alright, thou finally understood. Even if thou were to be beaten to death, thou will still not go to the casino! Not just the casino, but anything related to gambling, thou shall not touch!

While Hong Dali was immersed in his thoughts, Mu Zixiao was trembling with fear after what he had experienced.

Before he came, he expected Hong’s luck to be very high, but he did not expect it to reach this level. He silently thought: No, I must stay away from him from now on. Fortunately, I was not impulsive and maintained my neutral stand. My relationship with him can neither be considered good nor bad. It was fine that the one surnamed Zhao made me test waters, but how could he make me face such a monster! How can I even compete with him? We played a total of five rounds of Fight the Landlord, but I didn’t win even a single time!

After thinking about it, Mu Zixiao felt a bit traumatized.

Sure enough, in the face of Hong Dali’s undefeatable luck, all strengths and abilities were useless. Mu Zixiao was recognized as an outstanding talent among the younger generation. The phrase East’s Mingxin, West’s Zixiao was used to describe himself and Liu Mingxin of the Liu family. There was also a young man named Liang Yifeng in the south, who was also very influential and popular, with rumors surrounding himself being heard every day. Today, he could be in Heavenly State, only to find out that he spent a night with a female star in Europa the next. He was the most recognized playboy, flying around the world to chase after girls.

Now that Hong Dali had appeared, they could really call themselves East’s Mingxin, West’s Zixiao, South’s Yifeng, North’s Dali. The four of them could even sit down together to play Mahjong. However, if they were to do so, the winner would definitely be Hong Dali. This was something Mu Zixiao was sure of.

But even though he was thinking so in his heart, Mu Zixiao was actually feeling very conflicted. Then what relationship should I have with this guy? Kill him directly now by stabbing him to death? With my strength, I’m not afraid of those lackeys, but if I were to do so, our families would definitely treat each other as arch enemies from now on. The most troublesome thing is that I might ultimately still fail to kill him. Treat him as a friend? The Hong, Liu, and Mu families have too many overlapping businesses. The world of business is like a battlefield, it would definitely not be easy to become friends. Treat him as a stranger and pretend not to know him? But this guy’s luck is really shocking.

After thinking about it, Mu Zixiao finally decided to continue observing for a while. But this Hong Dali definitely is a prodigal. Playing like that with such good cards just now, it seems that the art of squandering has become ingrained in his bones. Thinking about it, with Hong Dali’s behavior, the Hong family will most likely fall in his hands. En, this should be true. I heard that in a charity auction held two days ago, Hong Dali bought a lot of random things. He should have never thought about starting a proper business to make money. Thinking about it like that, he doesn’t seem to be much of a competitor.

The world of business was like a battlefield, it had always been the survival of the fittest—especially among these three families. With one family’s expansion of business, the other two would definitely shrink. Thus, avoiding being hostile to each other was very difficult.

It was lucky that Mu Zixiao and Liu Mingxin had the same mindset—only when one who knows his enemies well can one win every battle. When one has not completely figured out his opponent, one should not act immediately, or it would alert the enemy, and the ending would definitely not be good.

Let’s decide after further observation. Thinking up to here, Mu Zixiao decisively thought.

“Ah, I’m tired.” After confirming the rules of the System, Hong Dali would naturally not stay in the casino. “Time to go home to sleep. Tomorrow’s the weekend, let’s think of where to play tomorrow!”

After hearing Hong Dali said he no longer wanted to play, Mu Zixiao and the man with golden glasses sighed in relief—gambling when one knew that they would definitely lose was boring.

When he was just about to leave, Ling Xiaoyi’s phone suddenly rang. After picking up the phone and hearing the other side, she passed it to Hong Dali. “Young Master, it’s the production crew of The Gale Flash .”

“Oh? The production crew of The Gale Flash ?” Hong Dali touched his chin. “Speaking of which, I had forgotten about this movie after sponsoring it…” Taking over the phone, he said, “Hello, who wants to talk to me?”

A familiar voice could be heard over the phone. “Is this Young Master Dali? I’m Ding Chengzhi.”

“Ding Chengzhi?” Hong Dali’s mind was filled with question marks. “Have I met you before?”

“Uh…” The other party choked for a while. “I’m the person that asked if you could allow Miss Li Nianwei’s Lightning Pursuit to be our movie’s theme song during her concert. Do you remember?”

“Concert? Talked to me?” Hong Dali finally remembered. “Ah, I remember, I remember. You were the comrade who got beaten the previous time, right? Oh, comrade, you have worked hard. Have you recovered after getting beaten last time? Does it still hurt?”

Hearing what Hong Dali said, Ding Chengzhi felt depressed. Out of all things, why did he need to mention this to pour salt over my wounds? However, he did not dare refute. “Yes, yes, yes, that’s me. Hehe, it’s really an honor to be remembered by Young Master Dali.”

“Why did you call me?” Hong Dali clearly understood that Ding Chengzhi would not call for no apparent reason, and thus, directly asked, “Do you still lack money?”

Ding Chengzhi once again choked for a while before hurriedly replying, “Ah, no, no, no. The money you gave us the previous time is sufficient. I just wanted to ask if you had the time tomorrow to come to give us your view on the plot of the movie since it’s the weekend tomorrow.”