CHAPTER 112: 110, CASHBACK 15 MILLION! A HUGE PROFIT!

"It’s getting late. For those of you who can still drink, let’s finish up the booze and not waste it."

"And for those who can’t hold their liquor, don’t overdo it."

"Xiaoyun, and Brother Dali, you two are really good at ’nursing’ your drinks, huh?"

"Come on, drink up."

Luofeng glanced at the dozen Wangzi Milk he had purposefully ordered for Duanmu Yunji.

They had already become the drinks of choice for those two.

What a couple of Salted Fish they are, he thought. So unexciting.

"Hahaha, I can’t drink anymore, can’t drink anymore! Is it so bad to just sip on some ’pretend’ alcohol?" Lin Xiaoyun’s face was flushed as she continued to take a sip of milk.

"I’ll take over. I can still drink a bit."

Ma Jian licked the corners of his mouth, sensing that Luofeng was genuinely encouraging him, and thus poured himself a glass.

Seeing this, a few of the girls also shook their heads.

The last two bottles were divided among some of the men.

With only one bottle remaining, Chen Dali and Lin Xiaoyun insisted they couldn’t drink anymore.

But at this level, the System wouldn’t consider it a waste, would it? Luofeng mused. That would be too stringent. If that were the case, when eating at a restaurant, it’s not like you’d have to lick up every last drop of oil, right?

"Xiaoyong, come over, it’s time to pay the bill," Luofeng called out, seeing that everyone was mostly done.

But Zhang Shunyong indicated it was quite an ordeal for him. Today, even he, the salesperson, had drunk a fair amount—at least a whole bottle. After all, with Lin Xiaoyun and Chen Dali out for the count, he had to step up and keep the festive mood going with everyone.

"Alright, Brother Feng, just a moment, please wait," Zhang Shunyong said, staggering to the front desk.

Shortly after, he returned with the receipt and the card machine. He first handed the receipt to Luofeng and proactively said, "Brother Feng, for the two Big Shenlongs, the total is 2 yuan short of 200,000 yuan. Everything else is on the house."

The dozen Wangzi Milk, originally priced at 240 yuan, were complimentary. Some snacks ordered on the fly, worth about 1,500 yuan, were also waived for Luofeng. Although it wasn’t a lot of money, the gesture was quite pleasant.

"Add the 2 yuan. I’ll pay 200,000 yuan, and the remainder is a tip," Luofeng said with an innocuous expression.

Zhang Shunyong nearly fainted on the spot. Of course, he wasn’t upset about the 2-yuan tip. After all, from this 200,000 yuan expenditure, his commission would be several thousand.

"Thank you for the tip, Brother Feng!" Zhang Shunyong even played along with Luofeng’s jest.

Duanmu Yunji was also nearby, her pretty face flushed from the alcohol, giggling as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"Xiaoyun, Brother Dali, we’re going to head out now. Can you two manage on your own?" Luofeng asked, standing up after swiping his card.

He glanced at the one remaining bottle of Spade A but decided not to worry about it. They can handle it themselves, he thought, especially since Ma Jian and the others indicated they wanted to hang around a bit longer.

"Let’s go, together."

"I’m leaving too."

Lin Xiaoyun and Chen Dali stood up.

However, Cao Lulu, Su Linlin, and a few others chose not to leave. They stayed, planning to slowly finish off the last bottle.

Why not sit for a while longer when such an opportunity arises? they thought. Why the rush to leave?

***

Outside the bar, Luofeng first helped Duanmu Yunji into a car and reminded her to send him a message once she arrived home. Since Duanmu Yunji hadn’t drunk much, she was still very sober. Luofeng chose not to see her home personally.

After sending off the beautiful Duanmu Yunji, Chen Dali glanced at the few people still in the bar and said, "Sorry about today, Brother Luo Feng. I didn’t think things through."

"It’s fine, I really don’t mind," Luofeng said indifferently.

"How about we go get some barbecue skewers? After having that bowl of porridge and then such an uneventful round of drinks, I’m starving now," Chen Dali suggested.

"Sounds like a great idea!" Luofeng immediately nodded in agreement.

Chen Dali also responded, "Let’s go, let’s go! I know a good barbecue place near Workers Stadium."

Since everyone had been drinking, no one had driven. Naturally, hailing a taxi was inevitable. Asking them to walk in their current state would have been more torturous than death.

In a little while, the three of them arrived at a brightly lit Hutong. Even late at night, the place was bustling. Many small tables were set up on the sidewalks. On either side, numerous stall owners were busy at their barbecue grills, roasting skewers. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say the air was thick with cooking smoke.

Chen Dali picked a barbecue restaurant and shouted, "Three-inch Ding! Fifty meat skewers, seven or eight large kidneys, five grilled tendons, twenty ribs. And get us a Grilled Brain Flower. Plus, three WUSU Beers!"

"No problem!" The owner, a man only about 1.5 meters tall, smiled and nodded, not minding the unflattering nickname at all.

Chen Dali began to explain, "This place is a haunt known only by old-timers of Capital City. I’ve been eating their barbecue since elementary school, and I’m still not tired of it. You can imagine how tasty it is."

Lin Xiaoyun nodded. "Indeed. Wait until it’s served, Brother Feng, and you’ll know just how fragrant it is."

About fifteen minutes later, the skewers arrived, the service notably faster perhaps due to special attention for their table. It couldn’t be helped; the owner knew who Chen Dali and Lin Xiaoyun were and had to give them preferential treatment.

Is society fair, you ask? Perhaps. But with money, you can certainly bypass fairness.

Luofeng was the first to start tasting. The barbecued meat from this place was indeed crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. The Cumin was fragrant, and it wasn’t greasy at all. The meat was also very fresh. Perhaps because he was genuinely hungry, Luofeng began to eat in large mouthfuls.

But then, he saw a delivery girl taking away a large order of late-night snacks.

Not long after, Luofeng sent a message: "Did you receive the food?"

"Mm, thanks, generous little brother," Duanmu Yunji messaged back.

"Alright, eat quickly. You have work tomorrow, don’t you? The reason I didn’t ask you to come over is because these people are such dawdlers. It wouldn’t have been good for you to leave early, so I had it sent to you separately."

Luofeng chuckled. It wasn’t as if he’d seen her ’desire list’ entry about wanting to go home and cook a bowl of noodles. So he just went ahead and arranged some late-night snacks for the young lady. Of course, they weren’t greasy—just the kind of late-night snacks girls typically like.

"Okay, thanks. Like you said, I need to eat quickly and then sleep."

"Alright, we’ll chat tomorrow."

"Then, little brother, let me wish you good night in advance."

"Mm, good night to you too."

Luofeng chatted while eating skewers. These guys, as expected of people without jobs, really knew how to drag things out, he thought.

It was around 1 a.m. when Luofeng was finally dropped off at the Keely Hotel.

He took a thorough shower and then lay down on the Simmons bed.

[Ding! Satisfaction rating for this bar gathering: Chen Dali: 8 points! Cashback: 8 points times RMB 200,000, equaling RMB 1.6 million!]

[Lin Xiaoyun satisfaction: 9.5 points! Cashback: 9.5 points times RMB 200,000, equaling RMB 1.9 million!]

[Ma Jian satisfaction: 10 points! Cashback: 10 points times RMB 200,000, equaling RMB 2 million!]

[Cao Lulu satisfaction: 9 points! Cashback: 9 points times RMB 200,000, equaling RMB 1.8 million!]

[Su Linlin satisfaction: 9.5 points! Cashback: 9.5 points times RMB 200,000, equaling RMB 1.9 million!]

[...]

[Total cashback: RMB 15.1 million!]

[Withdraw now?]

Luofeng chose to withdraw immediately.

Such a Prop Card was really hard to come by. So exhilarating! His previous methods of snagging small bargains were truly insignificant compared to this. Indeed, when it came to beauties like Duanmu Yunji, the incredible rewards from a ’critical hit’ left one speechless.

Actually, Luofeng had noticed that while it was largely random, certain exceptional beauties had a good chance of triggering great rewards. Gold-digging types, those entry-level goddesses scoring around ninety points, usually yielded junk. But it wasn’t as if they never dropped anything good; the chances were just smaller.

Luofeng’s original savings, after giving RMB 5 million to Lu Yaqing for her web series investment and factoring in various bargains, Prop Cards, Jump Money Cards, and so on, had amounted to about RMB 11 million. But after buying a car for RMB 6 million, he only had RMB 5 million left. Now, with about RMB 15 million more, didn’t that bring him to a solid RMB 20 million?

Luofeng wasn’t in a hurry to repay the RMB 10 million from the Interest-free credit card prop card. It was interest-free for a year anyway, so why rush to pay it back so soon?

Chen Dali, only eight points? This shows that bringing Ma Jian along really did affect his mood! As for Lin Xiaoyun? He’s so carefree. Plus, with Su Linlin in his arms—I recall there were quite a few ’Dragon Claw Hand’ incidents... of course, he’s happy. As for any more excessive actions, Lin Xiaoyun probably couldn’t get away with them... And Ma Jian? He’s just a poser anyway. Who knows how many photos he took to show off? A satisfaction rating of 10 points isn’t surprising for him.

Of course, from this bar outing, Luofeng also had an additional gain: the fact that he had taken good care of Duanmu Yunji. Her drinking satisfaction was also 9.5 points, indicating no unhappiness at all.

Without the System, who could tell who was happy and who wasn’t? But with the System, they were all like transparent people to him.