Going to school was a big deal, and he couldn't treat it lightly. Everything else was fine, but he had to know which class he was in, who was the class teacher, and who he had a good relationship with in school, right? This was the easiest place for him to expose himself. But what should he do?
Hong Dali was anxious, but time waited for no man. He had to go home with the driver first.
Before leaving, Hong Dali didn't forget to make arrangements for Ling Xiaoyi. "You stay here first. If you need anything, contact me directly. En, leave me your phone number. I'll call you when I come back. You'll be the person in charge here. "
Seeing that Hong Dali wasn't going to bring her along, Ling Xiaoyi was somewhat disappointed. After all, Hong Dali lived in a legendary castle-like building in the mountains. Even if she couldn't live in it, it would be good to just look at it. Thinking up to this point, Ling Xiaoyi decisively pretended to be pitiful. "Young Master, can, can I accompany Young Master back first? I'm a little scared of living here alone. En, I can come back by myself at night. "
This lass, she wasn't planning to sleep with him, right? Hong Dali carefully looked at Ling Xiaoyi. Although she couldn't compare to Tang Muxin, she was still a beauty. If she was properly groomed, she would probably become a queen in the future. Forget it, he might as well bring her along. Hong Dali asked the driver, "Erm, have the cars I asked for arrived?"
The driver respectfully replied, "Young Master, they have arrived. The cars are parked outside."
"Then let's go!" Hong Dali swaggered out, not forgetting to snort as he walked. "Lackeys, open the way in front. What are you waiting for! Quick, let's go home! "
"Yes!" The three male lackeys aggressively opened up a path in front of them, relying on their own bodies to forcefully create a path through the crowd. They really looked like dogs that relied on their master's power to bully their masters.
Nine lackeys, Hong Dali, Tang Muxin, and the driver, a group of 12 people mightily walked out of the Ye Lai Xiang nightclub. At this time, there were already three brand new black sedans parked outside. The logo on the front of the three sedans was a glittering angel. On the front of the car was an angel with wings praying. Hong Dali heard the three lackeys exclaim, "My god, it's actually a prayer angel! A prayer angel! This car costs at least one million yuan! "
Prayer angel? A starting price of one million? That would probably be about the same level as the Rolls-Royce on Earth?
Not bad, not bad. Only such a car could match his identity as a superprodigal. If it was an ordinary car, how boring would that be?
Hong Dali was very satisfied. He laughed and said, "Lackeys, what are you waiting for? Get in the car and let's go. Clear the way! "
The three black Prayer Angels took the lead, and Hong Dali's limousine followed behind. The scene was high-end and classy, low-key yet luxurious, attracting the attention of countless passersby. Quite a number of people who knew how Hong Dali managed to recruit these lackeys beat their chests and stomped their feet. They wished they could return to their mother's womb and be reborn again.
Overnight, the legend of Hong Dali's nine lackeys spread throughout the streets. Everyone knew that the superprodigal of the Hong Family, Young Master Hong Dali, had casually taken in a few lackeys. These lackeys usually drove Prayer Angels, wore the most expensive Maloney fashion, and were arrogant wherever they went. That was what one would call awesome and mighty!
Everyone said that to be able to become Hong Dali's lackey was a blessing that had been cultivated for eight lifetimes. If one was not born with the talent to be a lackey, they would not be qualified to become Young Master Hong Dali's lackey.
Of course, Hong Dali did not care about these rumors at all.
Now, he was beaming with joy as he looked at the squandering value displayed on the System —
Host's current squandering value: 327845 yuan. Do you want to exchange it for attribute points?
Was there a need to ask? Hong Dali did not even think and directly replied, "Exchange it all and add it to the Health Index." Instantly, Hong Dali felt warm all over again. His body condition was slightly better. There was only one word to describe it!
Now that his Health Index had reached 45 points, he was no longer like before, where a gust of wind could blow Hong Dali to the point of not being able to get up. Finally, he was slightly more normal. This was a good thing worth celebrating.
The car drove all the way, and soon, they arrived at the entrance of his Hongwu Villa. Tang Muxin, who was sitting beside him, sniffled and softly asked, "Dali, don't tell me you want me to sleep at your house tonight?"
"Do you still need to ask?" Hong Dali asked curiously. "You are my fiancée now. It's normal for you to sleep at my house. We will go to school together tomorrow. Isn't that perfect?"
"Sleep at your house? We still have to go to school together tomorrow?! " Tang Muxin shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "If that's the case, how am I going to face my classmates? I might as well just die! "Sleep at the house of this prodigal Hong Dali? And go to school together? How was she going to raise her head in the future? Accompanying him to squander today was already something she would regret for the rest of her life. If she did not return at night, she would have nightmares for the rest of her life!
"It's not a big deal. Look at how agitated you are." Hong Dali twitched his mouth. Now, he was actually thinking about how to get Tang Muxin to tell him which class he was in. After thinking for a while, Hong Dali remembered that he had met her for such a long time, but she had never mentioned that they were in the same class. That meant that their current relationship was that they were in the same school but not in the same class. Thinking up to this point, Hong Dali's mind flashed. He smiled at Tang Muxin and said, "Oh right, Xinxin, since we are already in such a relationship, why don't I go to your class? Or you can come to my class. What do you think? "
"Go to hell. I will never go to your class!" Tang Muxin was obviously taken aback. She decisively rejected him. "Your class is known as the class of death. I still want to study hard and get into a better university in the future. Do you think everyone is like you, with squandering as their only goal in life?
"If you don't want to transfer, then don't transfer. Why are you so agitated?" Hong Dali sounded disdainful, but in his heart, he was overjoyed. Class of death? Hehe, with this clue, things will be simple. Yup, tomorrow, I will find a lackey to go to the school to find out which class is the class of death. Everything will be settled in a few minutes. Hahahaha!
With his goal achieved, Hong Dali naturally did not make things difficult for Tang Muxin. "Yup, if you really don't want to stay at my house, there's nothing I can do about it. It's not my style to force people. How about this, when you arrive at my house, you can greet my parents first. Then, I will get a lackey to send you back. Is that okay? "
"At least you have a conscience. Humph!"
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