Rebirth Of The Godly Prodigal

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Chapter 61: My Sense of Logic Has Shattered All Over the Floor

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Yes... that's right..." The secretary felt that the sweat that he wiped in his entire life couldn't compare to what he wiped today. Being a Ph.D. in both economics and assistance, he helped Hong Weiguo lessen a lot of his load. But today, he clearly felt that his brain wasn't able to handle this information—obviously, he couldn't fathom whether it was all part of Hong Dali's plan or just because of his dog shit's luck.

After thinking for two hours with his IQ level of 144, his conclusion was—this was an unsolvable puzzle.

The problem was, he still had a third problem to report. "There... there's something else, CEO HongCEO HongCEO Hong, not just these..."

"Something else!" Hong Weiguo's eyes almost popped out. "Wait for a moment, let me get a sip of water and take a deep breath. Oh right, do you have any of those quick result heart-rescuing pills? Give me some of those. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I might lose my breath."

"Well... CEO HongCEO HongCEO Hong, your body condition has always been healthy, so I didn't prepare any of those." The secretary wiped his sweat again, his whole body cold with it.

"If you don't have it, then just forget it." Hong Weiguo violently took a few deep breaths and felt much calmer. "What are you waiting for? Say it, I can still handle anything that you have got to say! Looks like this little prodigal plans to give me a big surprise this time."

"Then... then I will say it..." The secretary suddenly seemed a bit down. "This matter, this matter... I suddenly feel that after studying for so many years, it was all in vain. CEO HongCEO HongCEO Hong, using the common internet slang nowadays to describe it, it seems that any sort of problem has to kneel before Young Master Dali's invincible luck."

"Tell me what this is about, let me see what's the matter." Hong Weiguo rubbed his temple. "Remember to say it slowly, slowly."

"Yep, OK." The secretary took a few deep breaths and said, "After Lady Li Nianwei's concert, her worth rose suddenly and sharply. In just a few days, quite a number of companies wished for Lady Li Nianwei to endorse and advertise their products. A total of 23 companies offered a total of 8 million plus yuan of advertising fees, but it was all rejected by Young Master Dali."

"Oh? This little prodigal, an artist with such a high endorsement fee, this is really rare. But he rejected it? What's the reason?" With Hong Weiguo's financial assets and status, although he felt that it was a pity, he wasn't really concerned with this loss. He was just curious about the reason behind it.

"The reason, the reason is..." The secretary gulped down a mouthful of saliva and said, "The reason is that Young Master Dali said that Lady Li Nianwei's... thigh was very comfortable to sleep on, and was afraid that she would be too busy..."

Cough cough cough... Hong Weiguo was almost choked to death by his own saliva. After violently coughing for quite a while, he could only helplessly give a bitter smile and say, "This little rascal, even if he wants to reject them, he should have thought of a better reason. In the end, his reason was that laying on Li Nianwei's thigh to sleep is very comfortable?"

"Yes... that's right..." Speaking up to this point, the secretary's face was bright red, and his expression as pitiful as it could get. "The problem is that, because Young Master Dali refused to let Lady Li Nianwei go and work, her worth suddenly increased sharply. In just a matter of days, her endorsement fee increased to a sky-high price of 800,000 yuan. That means to say, the total endorsement fee that the 20 plus companies offered is now... 18.5 million yuan."