Rebirth Of The Godly Prodigal Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Brother Dali Drank Too Much Again…Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When these words came out of Hong Dali's mouth, everyone around him collapsed at once.

Who does it like you? Directly asking if being a wastrel was embarra.s.sing or not in front of the leader of the Heavenly State?

In the past, the mysterious man thought that Hong Dali could be cured. Besides, even though this chap looked like he was without a care in the world, he wasn't a stupid person in reality. However, judging from what happened today, this chap would be better off without stopping his medication.

He hoped to draw support from Hong Dali's luck by bringing him along to Merika. Besides, despite countries addressing each other as amicable friends, the details of the relations.h.i.+p were hard to say in reality. Hence, the most basic reason as to why he definitely had to bring Hong Dali, this lucky wastrel, along with him was the great service he would render. Not to mention an additional level of certainty where they would not be unlucky, at the very least.

However, this chap actually asked if being a wastrel would cause the Heavenly State to lose face—was there even a need to ask?

The mysterious man suddenly realized how grave the current situation was and also couldn't give an answer to this question.

If he wasn't called a wastrel, it would be equivalent to removing the source to all his benefits. A Hong Dali who wasn't a wastrel would still be Hong Dali? However, if you asked him to casually behave in his squandering ways, heaven knows what he would do in Merika. If he were to embarra.s.s us…

The mysterious man was depressed, the mysterious man went berserk, the mysterious man wanted to pull out his hair…

“Er, Dali.” The mysterious man breathed in deeply, working hard to calm his slightly worked up feelings. “Er, being a wastrel is fine. However, remember to keep a low profile, a low profile. When we go out, we are representing the Heavenly State's face. Globally, reputation is very important.”

“Ah, I see.” Hong Dali nodded his head fervently. “Alright, no problem! I understand this the most!”

Afterward, his next words caused the mysterious man to breakdown immediately. Hong Dali faced Ling Xiaoyi and said, “Go back and change the gold bars to 200g ones. We can't lose face. Oh right, mount a diamond at the top and engrave a few words—Hong Dali Gifts!”

The Bureau Chief listened on in astonishment. The mysterious man, who had always been reserved, said frantically, “You rascal, why would you do that?! Who do you intend to gift it to?”

“I'll gift it to whoever is to my liking. I'll decide on the spot.” Hong Dali grinned broadly before replying. “Besides, it's better to be prepared than sorry.” After saying that, he did not forget to comfort the mysterious man. “Rest a.s.sured, rest a.s.sured. I will act according to the circ.u.mstances. You just focus on not constantly worrying.”

“Alright… Alright, then…” Even though the mysterious man replied that way, his heart was filled with uneasiness.

Luckily, liquor and side dishes were served at this moment. The mysterious man coughed twice and cleared his throat, finally regaining his previous calm composure, before saying slowly, “I heard that his family's pies are pretty good. Dali, give it a try.” As he said that, he picked up a piece himself. As he used his chopsticks to take apart the pie to cool the insides, he pretended to casually say, “Oh right, Dali, the aircraft carriers have been transported. They are currently at the last stage of inspection. This weather is pretty hot. You can go for a spin on the ocean, just don't get too far.”

One may say that his words were of utmost concern for Hong Dali. Of course, it also had another reason—he hoped that Hong Dali would go out for a spin. As long as Hong Dali went out to squander, he would definitely reap something regardless of the size and not return empty-handed. Lest Hong Dali invite An Yangxu and other old military chaps to talk from running about in Tianjing City. Luckily, he arrived a few minutes early. What would have happened if he felt uneasy and couldn't say it well?

Hence, in his efforts to liven up the atmosphere, the mysterious man even poured Hong Dali half a small cup of triple steamed sorghum wine. “Drink less wine?” The leader of the Heavenly State personally poured alcohol for Hong Dali. Such treatment was very different, indeed!

This triple steamed sorghum wine was a special product of Tianjing City with quite a high alcohol volume and was stronger in flavor.

Tang Muxin, who was at one side, still remembered how Hong Dali became after drinking. She fervently gave the Bureau Chief a look. “Uncle Chief, Dali can't drink. One drink is too much. Once it's too much a problem will arise. And once a problem arises, it won't be small!”

The Bureau Chief glanced at the leader before glancing at Hong Dali. He opened his hands upwards and shrugged. “Leader wants to drink, who am I to persuade otherwise?”

Tang Muxin covered her face with her hands and Li Nianwei lowered her head as well—it seemed like there would be a good show to watch today…

“Hehe, this rascal, I knew you would be happy.” The mysterious man at this moment was not serious or conservative like an upper-cla.s.s man should be. He looked at Hong Dali like he was his most doted on nephew. “Play to your heart's content, and remember that safety is the first priority. Oh right, let your Uncle Chief know if you discover anything. It'll cheer us up.”

This chap was a treasure. There was no telling what treasures lied in the ocean. Perhaps after riding in the aircraft carrier and going for a spin in the ocean, he could possibly bring back a dragon or some underwater treasure? Petroleum? Natural gas?

Whatever the case, the mysterious man was extremely certain that Hong Dali would not return empty-handed.

When the time came, the Heavenly State would only be concerned with rolling out policies and setting the conditions. Hong Dali would be happy, the Hong Family would get wealthier, and the Heavenly State would have its resources. Three wins!

“Yes. yes. No problem, no problem. Grandpa Mysterious, you can rest a.s.sured, hehe.” Hong Dali grinned cheekily as he ate his pie. “You have already invited me to eat pie. If I encounter anything good, I definitely won't forget you.”

“You rascal, this point is what makes you so likable—you don't keep all the good stuff to yourself.” The mysterious man pointed out, as if he were hinting at something, before adding food to Hong Dali's plate. “Try this, it tastes pretty good.”

It could be said that they were both thoroughly enjoying their meal. The boss' eyes almost popped out as he waited upon them respectfully at one side!

Oh my goodness, this Young Master Dali is simply going against the Heavens. The Heavenly State's number one person personally added food onto his plate! Even if this piece of information traveled, I reckon n.o.body would believe it! It's decided. After today, I shall shout “Dali Creates Miracles!” twice every morning!

At this moment, the restaurant boss discovered that Hong Dali's face was becoming increasingly flushed. This chap was actually hiccuping after drinking…

Tang Muxin pulled Lin Chuyin along and together with Li Nianwei, Ling Xiaoyi and the others, collectively moved forward in their seats before digging in.

*Are you kidding me, Dali this rascal drank too much again. Every time he has too much to drink, he will become very scary. We must definitely stay away from him and be careful of getting injured accidentally! *

The Bureau Chief took one look at Tang Muxin and the others' behavior and knew that something was about to happen. This old chap decisively changed his table…

As expected, after Hong Dali was done hiccuping, he began to sway. A foolish smile appeared on his face and he stared at An Yangxu. Afterward, he struck his hand out at the speed of lightning and tugged on the old chaps' beard. “An… Grandpa… Ah, you want the Mechanical… Holy Garment… Ah… If you want one… then say something… If you don't tell me that you want one, how would I know that you… really want it? Even though you sincerely hoped… I… but you still have to tell me that you want one. It's not possible that I won't give one to you even though you said you do. You said that you don't want one… I insist on giving you one. Everyone must be… reasonable! Do you really want one? Then you can take it, you don't really… want one, right? Could it be that you really want one… Hiccup…”

After Hong Dali's stretch of words, the mysterious man listened in astonishment. The slice of pie he held in his chopsticks hovered in the air. He was unsure of whether he should put the pie in his mouth or dip it in soy sauce.

Tang Muxin and the Bureau Chief, as well as the others, were on the verge of burying their heads in the table. The surrounding lackeys, soldiers, and bodyguards from around the country were all flushed in the face. They had strange expressions on their faces like they drank 500 grams of triple steamed sorghum wine.

Instead, Lin Chuyin was very simple. “Hm, Dali is very talkative today.” Afterward, she continued eating her pie.

Honestly speaking, An Yangxu had a strong urge to strangle Hong Dali at this moment. This chap nagged so much, what was it! So long-winded, fussy, and naggy like there was a fly constantly buzzing around the entire day… I'm sorry, not one but a group of flies surrounding you, buzzing away… Flying into your ear, help me!

Afterward, it was obviously not over. Hong Dali took a look at An Yangxu's expression and continued, “Aiyaya, Grandpa An, don't get angry. Getting angry will hurt your body…” There was a clatter—An Yangxu's wine gla.s.s dropped to the ground. Hong Dali said, “Aye, look, I haven't finished my words and you threw your cup away! What's inside the gla.s.s is wine. It'll pollute the environment if you throw it away. What would you do if it came into contact with children? Even if it doesn't, it's wrong if it comes into contact with flora as well…”

An Yangxu totally kneeled down to Hong Dali.

He suddenly realized that this rascal before his eyes had an unmatched presence after drinking alcohol.

If words could kill, he would already have died a few hundred times in the way of dismemberment. What the heck, this fellow was too frightening. After drinking, this chap's words were equivalent to a machine gun, simply unbearable to all who heard it!

“Er, Dali.” Even the mysterious man could no longer continue watching. “Can we talk less and be more precise with our words. We can't comprehend this messy chunk of words you just spewed…”

“Ah…” Hong Dali hiccuped again before exhaling a breath that stunk of alcohol. “Grandpa Mysterious… ask about the Mechanical Holy Garment… If you wish to ask then go ahead…”

Alright, the conversation was turning back to the right topic. The mysterious man quickly halted it. “Yes, Dali, would it be okay if you lent us the Mechanical Holy Garments to give them a try?” This chap was a treasure. With the mysterious man's status, he was not able to command him—the key thing was that this chap obviously had too much to drink. Even if a command was indeed given, it would have been useless…

“Oh… That's not a big deal…” Hong Dali swayed left and right. “That, Grandpa Mysterious, you see, this matter… Hehe… Hehe…” Having said that, he grinned foolishly again. Yet, the meaning behind his words was very obvious.

“Rascal, you are probably the only one in this world who negotiates about the conditions so straightforwardly.” The mysterious man shared a look with An Yangxu. They saw that Hong Dali was a little loose on the lips but didn't seem to be too drunk. This meant that the matter could still be discussed, so they hurriedly said, “Tell us. If you really can complete this matter successfully, what are your conditions?”