Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 499 - 497: Drinking to Death [First Update]

Chapter 499: Chapter 497: Drinking to Death [First Update]

Liang Lan’s face turned extremely ugly, and one might even say it was frosty!

Because no matter who curses, it should not be that person across from her.

It was not a matter of status, but because the person opposite was Mo Hong, who had just recently reached a cooperation with them for the organization of the LOL Global Competition!

We’ve just established cooperation and the match hasn’t even started yet, and here you are, Mo Hong, spouting nonsense and insulting Young Master Bu, what’s the meaning of this?

This is provocation! Blatant provocation!

What? Just because your dad is on the Second Level Rich List, you dare to be so arrogant?

"Young Master, I’ll go find him! This Mo Hong is such a bastard!"

Liang Lan stood up angrily and said.

This matter must be addressed!

Do they think the Lu family are easy to bully?

"Mo Hong? Is that the guy who contracted the whole global competition?"

When Xiaobu heard Mo Hong’s name, instead of rushing, he said, "I want to see why this Mo Hong, who points at me for fame and money, really wants to curse me!"

It’s easy to slap someone, and after you do, they still have to apologize.

But it’s all the more irritating if you don’t know the reason why!

"Yes, Young Master!"

Liang Lan could only sit back down.

Although everyone on the scene was very angry, the angriest was definitely her!

Because she was the one who handled this affair.

This was a major blunder, unforgivable!

As Xiaobu and the others quieted down, paying close attention to that side, the voice gradually became clearer!

"Bro Mo, didn’t you just reach a cooperation agreement with the Lu Group? It’s not proper to curse like that!"

A glasses-wearing young master - Huang Wenta stood up, poured a drink for Mo Hong, and said with a smile.

"It’s just a matter of cooperation!" Mo Hong said with a pained and angry expression.

"Oh? Did the Lu Group give you a hard time?"

Huang Wenta asked, adjusting his glasses.

What no one noticed was the sharp glint in his eyes.

"That’s not the case."

Mo Hong waved his hand dismissively.

"Spit it out if there’s something wrong, then it’s your fault."

Huang Wenta advised, "Besides, if someone hears this, it’s going to be troublesome!"

"Afraid my ass, isn’t this your place? I am relaxed!"

Mo Hong seemed to have drunk a bit too much: "I just want to curse that idiot Xiaobu."

Hearing this, the faces at Xiaobu’s table turned utterly grim.

What does this mean?!

You said yourself, there’s no problem with the cooperation, we have no old grudges, no recent quarrels, and even a foundation for cooperation.

And yet you insist on cursing Young Master Bu?!

This is a severe provocation!

At this moment, Huang Wenta asked again, "What’s the real reason?"

Hearing his question, Xiaobu and the others also narrowed their eyes.

This was what they wanted to know, too!

"You said it yourself, what’s he doing fighting with Korea! Now look, just for those few million US dollars, the whole of Korea is boycotting Xiaobu!"

"What does that have to do with you?" Huang Wenta said with a laugh: "Besides, isn’t Xiaobu fighting for the glory of the Heavenly Dynasty? That’s a good thing!"

"That’s bullshit!"

Mo Hong slammed the table hard.

Bang!

It startled the surrounding princesses, making them shiver.

As if in tune with him, the surrounding music seemed to quiet down a bit!

Xiaobu and the others could hear even more clearly now!

"It’s because of him, my contracts with Korea have all been jacked up! A thirty percent price hike! Do you know how much money that is?"

Mo Hong opened up as if the floodgates had been released, going on about different things: "Stage design! Directors! Commentators! Decorations! Equipment! All aspects, all rising by thirty percent, and with that, what profit do I have left?!"

Mo Hong was really annoyed inside.

Organizing eSports competitions was not easy; profits were low, or even non-existent.

You don’t believe me?

Well, let me do the math for you.

Renting a venue, it costs money, right!

Equipment, it costs money, right!

Personnel, it costs money, right!

And you still have to pay the LOL headquarters!

Plus all sorts of miscellaneous expenses, it all adds up to money!

But what about income?

There’s only that little bit from advertising fees, ticket sales, and broadcasting fees!

This is largely operating at a loss!

It’s only because this global and national competition has been handed over to him that he can make a bit!

But now, with Korea suddenly raising prices, he’s plunged into a no-profit situation again!

Tell me, wouldn’t you be pissed?

"Oh?! So you’re saying, you’ve handed over the national and global competition matters to Korea?!"

Huang Wenta sounded genuinely surprised as he spoke.

"Bullshit! Although I’m a businessman, I’m also a gamer; I want to present the best possible competition to the vast number of players, so this is the only way to do it!"

Mo Hong sighed and said, "Our country’s development in this area is too slow. It’s all riding on Xiaobu alone, while others only think about making money. Of course, this includes me. When I see there’s no profit to be made, I lose the desire to continue!"

"This leads to the fact that despite the game being a product of Heavenly Dynasty, the professionalism of the competition, from the directors to the commentators, is far too lacking!"

"If this were to embarrass us in front of foreigners during a global competition, I’d be infamous for all eternity!"

After finishing, Mo Hong sighed again, waved his hand, and said, "Drink, let’s drink!"

At this moment.

Someone suddenly took a seat next to Mo Hong.

This caused Mo Hong’s brows to furrow as he said subconsciously, "Who’s that, don’t you know the rules?"

While he spoke, Mo Hong turned towards the person.

Instantly!

Whoosh—

Mo Hong’s face turned deathly pale!

Then, it was flushed with an unnatural red!

Eventually, his whole face turned green!

"Lu! Lu Xiaobu!?"

Mo Hong felt embarrassed, ashamed, a bit of fear, and the rest was filled with confusion and shock!

Why is Xiaobu here?

If Xiaobu is here, doesn’t that mean he heard everything I said?!

This is bad!

This Xiaobu is someone who does as he pleases!

What does he want to do?!

However, amidst the mix of feelings, he still had to say what needed to be said: "Hello, President Lu."

"It’s not so good, I was having a good time until someone cursed me!" Xiaobu leaned back in the booth, looking at Mo Hong: "It’s like eating a fly, have you ever tried it?! Want to give it a go?!"

Hearing this, Mo Hong’s face turned from green to white in moments!

Classic Xiaobu, confronting him directly.

This was a clear indication that he was the fly!

A direct slap in the face!

"President Lu, you say how we should handle this!"

Mo Hong was straightforward; seeing that things had come to this point, he stopped beating around the bush and admitted his fault.

Hearing this, Xiaobu looked at Mo Hong with newfound respect.

"I’m the kind of person who doesn’t hold a grudge against a drunk fly, what do you think?"

Xiaobu snapped his fingers: "Bring over five bottles of Remy Martin XO, put it on my tab!"

Very soon.

"Bang!"

Five bottles of Remy Martin were placed on the table by Xiaobu.

The message couldn’t be clearer.

Finish off five bottles of foreign liquor in one go, enough to give an ordinary person gastric perforation at the very least!

In simpler terms, drink yourself to death!