Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 366 - 365: Can You Have Some Shame? [2nd Update]

Chapter 366: Chapter 365: Can You Have Some Shame? [2nd Update]

Su Feng was the first one to rush to the doorway.

His heart was filled with anger, and the anger temporarily filled his exhausted legs with strength.

He had it all planned out, he was ready to fiercely confront Lu Xiaobu.

Even if he got beaten up, he was ready to risk it!

"Bang!"

He furiously pushed open the door to the rooftop.

But to his surprise, he found that Lu Xiaobu was nowhere to be seen.

Only Zhang Meng stood there at the edge of the rooftop, smoking a cigarette.

"Where is he?!"

Su Feng was utterly baffled.

He felt like his punch had landed on cotton, and it was an incredibly frustrating feeling.

Other reporters also surged in.

Each and every one of them had an angry expression, ready to demand answers.

Then, just like Su Feng, their faces turned to puzzled dismay.

They looked around in disbelief.

"Where is he?"

"Yeah, where’s Lu Xiaobu?"

"Wasn’t he supposed to be here?"

"Could he be hiding?!"

"..."

In the end, they turned their gaze towards Zhang Meng.

"Mr. Zhang, could you please give us an explanation?!"

"Please give us an explanation!"

"Where exactly is Lu Xiaobu?!"

"..."

"Young Master? The Young Master is over there, in Building A! I brought you here especially so you could see clearly, well, off you go, I’m going to smoke."

Zhang Meng pointed towards Building A across the way, blew a ring of smoke, and said nonchalantly.

"Pfft!"

All the reporters felt like spitting blood for three kilometers!

Damn it, Kendi!

You freaking made us climb more than twenty floors, from the ground floor to the rooftop, just to tell us that Lu Xiaobu is across the freaking way?!

And you were worried we couldn’t see clearly?!

Yes, now we freaking see clearly, crystal clear!

Even zooming in with our cameras, we can see Lu Xiaobu’s face.

But do we freaking need this?!

Climbing more than twenty floors, exhausted like dogs, just to stand here and look at where Lu Xiaobu is?!

Do you think we’re all idiots who can’t find our way?!

"Don’t mind it, I didn’t deceive you guys, you did see the Young Master, right?"

Zhang Meng spoke with bogus earnestness.

Upon hearing this, the reporters’ faces turned even redder with rage.

Go to hell!

Zhang Meng, if it weren’t for the fact that we can’t beat you, we’d fight you to the death today!

The reporters were like souls lost, collapsing on the ground, looking up at the sky, and sighing with a desire to weep but no tears.

Thinking about the more than twenty floors they still had to go down, they were utterly devastated!

Who can tell me, if I jump off here, I won’t die?!

We really don’t want to climb anymore!

"Now that you’ve seen clearly, go on then, the Young Master is waiting for you."

Zhang Meng leaned against the wall and continued.

"Sigh!"

The reporters glared at Zhang Meng through gritted teeth.

But they were too angry to speak up!

Finally.

"Let’s go!" Su Feng bit his teeth.

Alright, I’ll tough it out with you today.

Isn’t it just climbing stairs!

I’ll climb!

Seeing Su Feng taking the lead, the other reporters also silently held their breath.

With a cold snort, they went downstairs.

Zhang Meng continued to wait.

...

After a while, guessing that enough time had passed, Zhang Meng made a phone call.

Then!

He went to the elevator and pressed the button to call it.

...

Su Feng and the others came out of the stairwell, out of breath.

Although they were going downstairs, they were still very tired.

And they had to worry about whether they would roll down the stairs because of weak legs.

"Finally, we’re down."

The reporters let out a breath of relief, and without any regard for their image, they all sat down on the ground with their butts.

Too tired.

As they sat, they began to think about how to give Lu Xiaobu a hard time next.

The news should be written this way.

Then!

Ding!

The sound came from the elevator nearby.

The elevator doors opened.

Zhang Meng walked out leisurely.

The reporters went completely mad at this scene.

Can you imagine their expressions right now?

Their fists are clenched so tightly, their nails are digging into their flesh!

Bloodshot eyes, wishing they could punch Zhang Meng right in his leisurely face!

Damn it to hell!

Dammit! Dammit!

Can’t the Lu family have any shame?!

Bullying people so blatantly?!

We’re as tired as dogs, climbing up and down.

We climbed down.

But you came out from the elevator!

You’re really too much!

Way too much!

"Let’s hurry, the Young Master must be getting impatient."

Zhang Meng said leisurely, then walked out the front door.

Letting you bastards make up stories.

Maybe you’ll talk less now!

...

After a while, the journalists, faces a mixture of collapse and anger, finally met Lu Xiaobu.

This time for real!

"The press conference is now officially beginning!"

Liang Lan announced from the stage.

After briefly explaining, she said, "Okay, now it’s time for the Q&A session."

Usually, once it reaches the Q&A session, the journalists would talk incessantly.

But now!

Not a single one of these journalists is speaking; they’re all slumped in their chairs.

Some even have their eyes closed, almost asleep!

Damn tired!

Now asking them to pose sharp questions? Their brains have practically stopped working!

Still asking questions?

What kind of freaking questions?!

Right now, they just want to go home and sleep!

"If you don’t have any questions, then allow me to pose one for you," said Lu Xiaobu with a smug smile on his face.

Think you can slander me?

I’ll tire you out so much, you won’t be able to speak!

No one answered.

Lu Xiaobu continued, speaking for himself, "I know you all want to say something to me. How about this! Describe me in one word. You can write it down anonymously and send it to me, and I swear right here that I won’t get angry over this!"

Hearing Lu Xiaobu’s words, the journalists’ eyes suddenly lit up.

Really?!

Isn’t Lu Xiaobu just asking them to curse at him?!

Lu Xiaobu looking for an insult?!

It feels a bit like he’s joking around?!

They couldn’t quite believe it.

"Really, no one’s speaking up? Then I won’t offer the chance anymore," Lu Xiaobu said with a shrug, indifferently.

"Wait a minute, I’ll write!" Su Feng was the first to prop himself up with the chair’s support and stood up, "Swear you won’t get angry."

"I swear. Of course, you can’t write any swear words or curse someone’s mother. I believe you are all cultured people, who would not use such crude language," said Lu Xiaobu assuredly.

"Of course!" Su Feng said through gritted teeth, "How should we write it? Where do we write it?"

He absolutely did not want to miss the chance to insult Lu Xiaobu right to his face.

Although he didn’t know what Lu Xiaobu was up to.

But getting to insult Lu Xiaobu, that was worth it!

"Sister Lan."

Lu Xiaobu arranged with Liang Lan.

"Yes, Young Master."

Liang Lan went to make arrangements.

At this point, the other journalists also exclaimed, "We want to write too! Yes, we have something to say too!"

"Alright! Everyone can write!" Lu Xiaobu welcomed all comers.

Come on, curse to your heart’s content!

As long as you don’t use swear words, the harsher the better!

Because you will go down in history for this!