Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Third Level Rich List No. 1 — Wen Family Hall.

"Mr. Wen, come have some grapes."

The bikini-clad beauty in Wen Family Hall’s arms picked up a bunch of grapes and said to him.

"Sure, let’s eat." Wen Family Hall laughed heartily.

"Mr. Wen, I heard you know Lu Xiaobu." The bikini beauty said with admiration.

"Yes, I know him, and we have a pretty good relationship." Wen Family Hall smiled and said, "Why, do you want to meet him?"

"No, no, I couldn’t possibly, I’m just asking." The bikini beauty said coquettishly: "Knowing Mr. Wen is good enough for me."

"Alright, no need to flatter me. It’s unnecessary." Wen Family Hall released the woman, leaned back, looked down at his increasingly swollen belly, and patted it: "I’m getting more and more decadent."

"Not at all. Mr. Wen is still so handsome." The bikini beauty praised.

"I like hearing that, but I still have some self-awareness." Wen Family Hall twisted his neck and smiled: "For example, I’m quite clear about your approach towards me."

"Mr. Wen, what do you mean by this..." The bikini beauty’s smile froze on her face.

"Enough, no need to play games with me. So, who sent you?" Wen Family Hall yawned and said.

"Mr. Wen, you truly have a sharp eye." The bikini beauty’s expression suddenly became calm: "I’m from the person who is ranked eighth on the First Level Rich List. There’s nothing else, just hoping Mr. Wen could help with something."

"What, does he feel threatened by Lu Xiaobu?" Wen Family Hall chuckled.

"Yes, Mr. Wen, my boss said that as long as you agree, there will definitely be a spot for you on the Second Level Rich List." The bikini beauty nodded and said.

"Then why shouldn’t I cooperate with Lu Xiaobu?" Wen Family Hall asked lightly.

"Lu Xiaobu? Maybe in the future, but right now, do you honestly think he can compete with my boss?" The bikini beauty said indifferently.

"That may not be certain." Wen Family Hall took out a notebook, opened an email, and turned the screen towards the bikini beauty.

The bikini beauty was taken aback, not understanding, and looked down.

Immediately!

Her expression froze.

"The Divine List gains a new member, Shimen Lu Family becomes the eleventh on the Divine List."

"Gulp!"

She swallowed hard, a wave of panic surged in her heart!

What?!

Lu Xiaobu made it onto the Divine List?!

How is this possible?!

Even her boss couldn’t achieve this!

How did Lu Xiaobu do it?!

"Don’t doubt it." Wen Family Hall smiled: "Lu Xiaobu’s capabilities are beyond your imagination. By the way, thank you for the gift, I need to go congratulate Lu Xiaobu."

"Gift?! What?!" The bikini beauty was stunned.

Then, she quickly caught on: "You mean..."

"That’s right, guess. If I tell him I found a hidden enemy for him, wouldn’t he be pleased?" Wen Family Hall smiled, stood up, picked up his coat, and walked out.

"Thud!"

The bikini beauty behind him sat on the ground, her body going limp!

It’s over! Completely over!

She initially thought that Lu Xiaobu and Wen Family Hall were their prey!

But unexpectedly, it all turned around in an instant!

Why so fast?! How could it be so fast?!

The Divine List! That’s the Divine List!

"No way! Have you been waiting for this all along?! How did you know?!" The bikini beauty suddenly shouted.

"Guess." Wen Family Hall said without turning his head.

...

First Level Rich List No. 1.

Feng Xiao.

In his early thirties, he still looks relatively young thanks to his regular exercise.

Ordinarily, someone his age shouldn’t be in this position.

However, because his father passed away early, he assumed this position early on and has been here ever since.

Now, he’s looking at a simple email.

"Lu Xiaobu joined the Divine List?" Feng Xiao closed the email, leaned back in his boss chair, squinting and rubbing his forehead: "Why Lu Xiaobu? Why is it you?"

Though showing no expression on his face, there was an unnamed fire boiling inside him.

Lu Xiaobu joined the Divine List?!

The first ever?!

A brat? A wastrel?! Became part of the Divine List so easily?!

What about him?!

He, who has long occupied the first position on the First Level Rich List, closest to the Divine List, what does that make him?!

His years of effort, diligently courting the Zhu Family, what does that count for?!

In the end, the peach was picked by someone else?!

Why?!

He’s been serving others like a dog, but damn it, he’s not truly a dog!

"Mr. Feng." The secretary knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Feng Xiao’s tone was calm and detached.

"Yes." The secretary entered and spoke: "Mr. Zhu called, saying Miss Zhu is coming soon and hopes we can provide protection."

"Alright, I got it." Feng Xiao nodded: "I’ll go. You can leave now."

"Yes!" The secretary turned and left the office.

After the secretary left.

Feng Xiao knocked on his head, recalling information about Miss Zhu.

Zhu Xiaohua, the eldest daughter of the Zhu Family, 23 years old, still unmarried, the Zhu Family intends to have him and Zhu Xiaohua marry to strengthen relations.

Thinking of this, his eyes revealed a hint of a hunter’s glint as they opened and closed.

He initially thought he could take his time, but now it seems he can’t wait!

If Lu Xiaobu can make it, then so can he!

Feng Xiao is not destined to be someone who settles for mediocrity!

...

Pan Yang and Zheng Hai were drinking together. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Hey, it’s been a while since we caught up with the boss, huh?" Fatty Pan Yang gulped and murmured.

"Haven’t you seen the boss is busy saving the world?" Zheng Hai rolled his eyes: "Where does he have time to hang out with you?"

"Nonsense, I’m eyeing that set of Battle Armor, ok?" Fatty chuckled: "It’s so cool, don’t you want to try it on?"

"Sure I do, but there’s no chance." Zheng Hai also showed a hint of envy but then shook his head: "Stop daydreaming."

"How is it daydreaming? I’ve already thought of my nickname — Fiery Hero, what do you think, cool, right?" Fatty boasted proudly.

"Immature." Zheng Hai almost burst out laughing.

"Tch, then you come up with a mature one for yourself." Pan Yang rolled his eyes.

"Me?" Zheng Hai thought for a moment: "Dust."

"Become? Why don’t you call yourself Center! Sounds grounded!" Fatty mercilessly mocked.

"I mean, the dust of dust." Zheng Hai was speechless.

"Yeah, the dust of dust." Fatty chuckled: "So insignificant. Dust, I, the Fiery Hero, will have your back from now! First, find you a girlfriend!"

"Get lost. You drink a couple of mouthfuls and start talking nonsense!" Zheng Hai laughed and scolded.

At that moment, a woman suddenly rushed over.

"Wow! This is awesome! Just got a nickname and already having a stroke of luck!" Fatty exclaimed.