Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Watching the expectant looks in their eyes, Lu Xiaobu curled his lip: "I haven’t decided yet. I’ll let you know when I do."
"Ah?"
Both professors were dumbfounded!
Is this really how he’s going to play it?
When they used to recruit, students would always choose one of them, right?
And now he’s not even considering?
"Lu Xiaobu, we don’t know what you’re considering, but maybe we can help answer your questions, I..."
Hou Zheng hastily said.
"Exactly!"
Sun Haiqing didn’t want to be outdone.
"Alright, alright, Zhang Meng, see them out."
Lu Xiaobu waved his hand impatiently.
"Please, professors," Zhang Meng said politely to the two: "Young Master will think it over carefully and will notify you once he’s made his decision."
"Fine."
The professors wanted to argue a bit more, but seeing Zhang Meng’s resolute demeanor, they could only sigh and choose to leave!
"I already looked it up, you know. Neither of your schools has the most beauties."
Lu Xiaobu muttered under his breath, which reached the ears of the two professors who were about to leave.
The professors nearly spat out blood.
"Not having the most beauties.
Is that your criterion for choosing a school?
What exactly are you going for?"
Well...
But it seems like he doesn’t even need to study!
The professors, who shared the same plight, exchanged a glance and chuckled bitterly, their rivalry suddenly seeming much less intense as they continued to walk out.
However, as soon as they had left Lu Xiaobu’s house, their competitive spirit flared up again!
They were off to vie for the next student!
"Don’t follow me."
"Who’s following you? You’re the one following me, okay?"
"Taxi! Let’s go!"
"Overtake him!"
"..."
...
After the professors left, peace returned to the villa.
"Young Master, Chen Feiyang called and invited you to dinner, saying it’s a celebration party."
Liang Lan informed Lu Xiaobu.
"Not going."
Lu Xiaobu gestured dismissively.
"But he mentioned there’ll be beauties."
Liang Lan sounded somewhat reluctant but still faithfully relayed Chen Feiyang’s words.
It would be nice if the Young Master said no again!
But that was almost impossible.
Sure enough!
"Ahem, actually, I think a celebration is indeed necessary."
Lu Xiaobu said gravely.
"Hmph!"
All three women snorted coldly.
"Hey, you dare to snort at me? Who was it that last night... Ah?! Otherwise, if you finish what you haven’t completed, I won’t go."
Lu Xiaobu said irritably.
"Let’s go!"
The three women nodded and said in unison.
What unfinished business?
No way!
Arriving at the restaurant Chen Feiyang had booked.
"Welcome, Young Master Bu."
The doorman said with keen insight.
"Reward, one thousand."
Lu Xiaobu nodded his head.
Li Jin began to count the money.
"Thank you, Young Master Xie Xiaobu, may Young Master Bu reign forever, ruling over Jianghu!"
The doorman immediately shouted with ecstasy.
In the Heavenly Dynasty, how could an ordinary guest possibly give you a tip?
And if they did, it would be just fifty or a hundred; look at Young Master Bu, his tip is a thousand!
"Wow, ka ka, feels good, here’s another thousand!"
Lu Xiaobu hadn’t heard such compliments in a long time, and he couldn’t help but feel nostalgic when it suddenly happened.
"Thank you, Young Master Xie Xiaobu!"
The doorman was so elated that his molars were nearly showing.
The group made their way to the private room.
It was already full of people—the entire leadership and cast of "A Chinese Odyssey".
"Welcome Young Master Xiaobu!"
Everyone immediately rose to their feet, admiring Lu Xiaobu with adulation.
To think, they were now big-name celebrities who couldn’t get enough adoration from others, and yet here they were, worshipping Young Master Bu!
After all, "A Chinese Odyssey" not only shot Chen Feiyang to stardom but also made everyone’s worth skyrocket!
Even if they got not a penny for their salaries, it would have been worth it!
Yet Young Master Bu still dished out three hundred million to pay them.
How could they not be grateful to Young Master Bu?
"Sit down, everyone, take your seats!"
Lu Xiaobu gestured with his hand, then took his seat at the head of the table.
Despite the room being full of stars and directors, each with their hefty price tags, only he was qualified to sit there.
Lu Xiaobu looked at the lead actors and silently nodded—eh, not bad at all! They even looked better than in the movie.
Given that the actresses often appeared in public, when faced with Lu Xiaobu’s frank gaze, they didn’t shy away but responded with either flirtatious glances or warm smiles.
"Young Master Xiaobu, I toast to you."
Chen Feiyang was thrilled: "Thank you, Young Master Xiaobu, for giving me this opportunity!"
"Sure."
Lu Xiaobu no longer found drinking repulsive now that he had recovered.
After finishing his drink, Chen Feiyang was still emotionally overwhelmed but knowing that Young Master Bu didn’t like formalities, he told a joke: "Young Master Xiaobu, do you remember that Gong Shu from before?"
"The one who called our movie trash?"
Lu Xiaobu nodded.
"Exactly, that’s him. He’s regretting it now! Just like you said, he’s green with regret. He even called me today, crying his heart out! Ha ha ha!"
Chen Feiyang joyfully proclaimed, "He had his chance and squandered it, went to shoot ’Youthful Frenzy,’ and now look who’s the fool!"
"Good!"
Lu Xiaobu was amused, enjoying hearing about such comeuppance.
The private room became filled with toasts, with everyone taking turns toasting to Lu Xiaobu, some even daringly flirting.
Like a touch here, a snuggle there!
All just petty antics.
If those homebodies knew that the goddesses they pine for were actively fawning over someone else, who knows if they’d swallow dung in despair!
"I need to use the restroom."
Lu Xiaobu got up, patting his slightly dizzy head as he spoke.
After having not drunk for a while, it went straight to his head.
"Please go ahead, Young Master Xiaobu," everyone quickly responded.
Zhang Meng rose to follow him out the door.
Returning from the loo.
"Hey, isn’t that what’s-his-name!"
A voice dripping with sarcasm reached his ears.
Lu Xiaobu frowned and turned around.
It was none other than Wu Feng, the so-called top student who’d sat beside him during the college entrance exam.
Fate really does bring enemies together!
"What, want to copy my answers again?"
Lu Xiaobu sneered, not mincing his words.
"Copy your answers? When did I ever copy your answers!"
Wu Feng exploded at the accusation!
That one line brought back the terror from when he was under Lu Xiaobu’s thumb during the college entrance exam!
"Alright, I don’t have time to deal with you."
Lu Xiaobu waved dismissively, ready to leave.
This bookworm who only cared about grades no longer held his attention.
"No time? More like no face, I guess."
Wu Feng grew more aggressive: "Could it be you overplayed your hand at the college entrance exam and did poorly? Well, it serves you right! You can’t expect to get good results from playing tricks! Unlike you, despite your petty antics, I maintained my standards and did very well."
"Idiot!"
Lu Xiaobu was speechless before such delusional arrogance.
"Exactly, you can only show off with your words, but do you know which school approached me? It’s Qinghua Emperor University, and they all came to me! At the same time! They’re sitting in my private room right now! I bet you haven’t even seen them! Want me to bring them out for you to meet?"
Wu Feng spoke with haughty pride.
He knew Lu Xiaobu was wealthy, but so what?
Now it was a competition of talent and academic results—areas where he could crush Lu Xiaobu!