Chapter 34 Being Publicly Slapped in the Face? [Please Favorite, Please Recommend] - Prodigal System in the Flourishing City - NovelsTime

Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Chapter 34 Being Publicly Slapped in the Face? [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]

Author: Wind and Thunder Brewing Wine
updatedAt: 2025-06-27

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Being Publicly Slapped in the Face? [Please Favorite, Please Recommend]Lu Xiaobu stepped out of the car, stood on the red carpet, and with a satisfied nod looked at the welcoming lines on each side formed by car models: "Not bad, a reward of a thousand for each!"

    "Thank you, Young Master Bu!"

    Those scantily-clad car models immediately started cooing their thanks.

    If it weren’t for the fact that they saw Lu Xiaobu was flanked by beauties, especially that student-looking beauty on the left with her threatening gaze, they would have pounced on him already!

    Despite that, it didn’t stop their hearts from being seduced by this profligate Young Master.

    One by one, hands either intentionally or unintentionally, kept pulling their already scant clothing even lower!

    The surrounding men’s eyes were glued, each drooling.

    "Wow, jackpot, a huge jackpot!"

    "Look at that one, the first one on the left in the transparent fishnet outfit with golden underwear, my God, it’s torn, it’s torn, my nosebleed..."

    "That one’s no good, look at the third on the right, the bunny girl, do you see that? She’s bent over, that little bunny tail, those plump buttocks, I really want to slap them, the feel must be first-rate!"

    "And that one, the one in the high-slit cheongsam, quick, quick, quick, she lifted her leg, crouch down, saw it, saw it, white, lacy... pfft..."

    "..."

    "Hehehe..." Lu Xiaobu let his gaze wander left and right, dazzled by the sight, nearly overwhelmed, just short of getting hands-on.

    "Grr!" came the teeth-grinding sound from Wu Qianmin—So what if they’re big, what’s so great about that?

    Liang Lan snickered to herself on the side—This girl still says she’s not into Young Master Bu?

    But although Lu Xiaobu looked, he didn’t actually make a move, and instead walked purposefully into the center of the car show.

    As Lu Xiaobu entered the center of the car show.

    The privileged moment came to an abrupt end!

    A howl of lament from the crowd of lecherous men!

    "It’s over, it’s all gone!"

    "Young Master Bu, please, walk by one more time!"

    "Really, there’s no need for you to walk, I can carry you!"

    "..."

    As soon as he entered the car show center, a large group of dealers immediately swarmed him, much like how they did with Zhang Wenliang earlier, and even more eagerly!

    Zhang Wenliang only buys one car, so it’s a free-for-all amongst them!

    But this profligate young man is different, as long as they curry favor, buying ten or eight cars is nothing to him!

    That’s blessing everyone equally!

    "Come on, Young Master Bu, you must be tired! Have a seat!"

    Two plump dealers, gasping for air, brought over a sofa and placed it right beneath Lu Xiaobu, who had barely walked twenty meters!

    "Young Master Bu, what would you like to drink?"

    Another female dealer pushed over a cart carefully prepared with various fruit juices and a selection of famous international and domestic liquors.

    "Come on, Lili and Meimei, give Young Master Bu a shoulder rub!"

    The pair of twin car models from before were called over.

    Seeing Wu Qianmin’s angry gaze, the dealer quickly explained: "Just a simple shoulder rub, nothing more!"

    "Right." Lu Xiaobu enjoyed the soft fingers sliding over his shoulders and the firm touches that came with them, and nodded with satisfaction: "Got any nice cars?"

    Meanwhile, Li Fucheng was watching all this and wanted to cry!

    He really wanted to slap himself; why was he so proactive towards Zhang Wenliang just now? Now Zhang Wenliang was watching him closely, and he was excluded from the shared favors!

    "Li Fucheng?" Zhang Wenliang said in a mocking tone.

    "Here!" Li Fucheng forced a smile in response.

    Zhang Wenliang: "I’m not as good as Lu Xiaobu, right?"

    "Of course, definitely yes!" Li Fucheng replied awkwardly.

    "Do you remember what you said earlier?" Zhang Wenliang asked with narrowed eyes.

    "What? Did I say anything?"

    Li Fucheng quickly denied it, breaking into a cold sweat from fright. Sear?h the n??el Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "Really? But didn’t you say you would help me retaliate? Was that a lie?"

    Zhang Wenliang smiled, his grin frosty and chilling, like a ravenous ghost selecting its prey!

    "I remember, I remember!"

    Glistening with sweat, Li Fucheng said, his fear palpable!

    To offend Lu Xiaobu meant no profits, but to offend Zhang Wenliang probably meant missing a few body parts!

    "Then go, help me vent." Zhang Wenliang sneered, "Tell him, you’re not selling your car to him!"

    "This..." Li Fucheng was incredibly troubled.

    "1, 2..." Zhang Wenliang held up three fingers.

    "Alright, alright, alright!" Terrified, Li Fucheng quickly trotted over to Lu Xiaobu.

    "Young Master Bu, that... today, I can’t sell you my car!"

    Li Fucheng struggled to say it, but deliberately added the date - it was just for today.

    "Oh? Who are you?" Lu Xiaobu looked completely puzzled, "Did I say I wanted to buy your car?"

    "No, no, absolutely not!"

    Li Fucheng was overjoyed—It’s good if he doesn’t recognize me, no need to make an enemy!

    "He’s the dealer of Raging Horse Company in Shimen!" However, Zhang Wenliang slowly approached, revealing Li Fucheng’s identity, "Which means, you can forget about getting a car from Raging Horse Company!"

    "I... this..."

    Li Fucheng felt like crying—Can you two gods fight without dragging us small fries into it?

    "Oh, so you mean to say, the moment I, a customer, walk in, a dealer has blacklisted me? Are you smacking my face?" Lu Xiaobu tilted his head, looking at Zhang Wenliang with dissatisfaction.

    "That’s right, I am smacking your face, and what’s more, that’s not all!" Zhang Wenliang unabashedly admitted, glancing at the other dealers with a cold smirk, "Now it’s your turn. Who will it be? Me? Or Lu! Xiaobu!"

    As soon as these words fell, the entire hall quieted down like a cold breeze sweeping through.

    "Young Master Zhang... this..." Dealers all wore troubled looks.

    "1, 2..." Zhang Wenliang raised three fingers again.

    "Uh... this... Young Master Bu, perhaps you could consider other brands?" The Hummer dealer said hesitantly.

    "Yes, actually, our cars aren’t that great either... haha..." The Barbarian Leopard dealer forced a laugh.

    "Our latest models aren’t worth looking at, not worth looking at..." The Sprinting Drive dealer waved his hands repeatedly, "Little Li, Little Mei, we have customers over there interested in buying a car, go take care of them!"

    "..."

    In a matter of moments, the dealers who were previously vying for Lu Xiaobu’s attention all stood aside, close to tears.

    Like Li Fucheng, they knew all too well that upsetting Lu Xiaobu would just mean no profits, but Zhang Wenliang was no gentleman!

    "How about it, Lu Xiaobu? Think your money can do anything? Does it hurt getting slapped in the face? I’m pretty delighted right now!"

    Zhang Wenliang sneered at Lu Xiaobu, reveling in his heart:

    "You have money, but don’t forget that your roots are with the Lu Family, and our Zhang Family is stronger than yours! So, when I speak, it carries more weight! They fear me more!"

    Zhang Meng clenched his fists and stood behind Lu Xiaobu, glaring at Zhang Wenliang: "Did I not say to never let me hear insults against the Young Master? Today, I’ll smash you along with it!"

    Wu Qianmin also glared at Zhang Wenliang, "You shameless scoundrel, can’t beat Xiaobu, so you resort to these sneaky tactics?"

    "Sneaky tactics? This is called overwhelming with power!" Zhang Wenliang laughed coldly, feeling utterly thrilled.

    "Motherf**ker!" Lu Xiaobu was incredibly pissed, extremely pissed!

    When had Lu Xiaobu ever been humiliated like this?

    Openly slapped in the face?

    Really think Lu Xiaobu can only hand himself over?

    "The Zhang Family, huh? Sister Lan, sort him out for me!"

Novel