Prodigal System in the Flourishing City-Chapter 1248: Kicked Away

The Hollywood folks snorted at Lu Xiaobu’s words: "Lu Xiaobu, do you really think you’re all-powerful? I don’t want to deal with you just because it’s too much hassle, not because I’m actually afraid of you! Make us lose everything? You’re dreaming!"

He has ample confidence in this regard; Hollywood places significant importance on the Mainland market.

So each selected film is the best commercial blockbuster suitable for Mainland audiences.

A strong promotional campaign was already underway before the films even premiered.

Now Lu Xiaobu dares to boast he can single-handedly make them lose everything?!

What is this if not bragging?

Yes, Lu Xiaobu has his name on the wealthy list of the Heavenly Dynasty, but to be honest, he’s not really significant in Hollywood.

In Hollywood, even the weakest of the six giants has more than double the assets of Lu Xiaobu.

Of course, that’s referring to the present. When Lu Xiaobu’s disaster of a film finishes airing, it’s estimated to be twenty times more!

The reason he doesn’t want to confront Lu Xiaobu head-on is merely to avoid trouble. To say he’s scared—now that’s just not true.

"Alright, then wait and see." Lu Xiaobu yawned.

Then he turned to Liang Lan: "Sister Lan, post a statement on our website in my name."

"Yes, Young Master, I understand." Liang Lan nodded.

Soon, a notice appeared on the Lu Group’s film website, which had already established authority in the film industry, under Lu Xiaobu’s name.

The content was simple, without much explanation. It echoed Lu Xiaobu’s usual style: impulsive, heedless.

"I’m fed up with that Hollywood film, so everyone, refund your tickets!"

The foreigners over in Hollywood took notice immediately.

However, their attitude remained the same—sneering!

Does Lu Xiaobu really take himself that seriously?!

Do you honestly think your statement will make everyone refund their tickets?!

Seriously?!

I think you’d at least add some threats!

Like saying buying our tickets means you can’t watch the documentary.

If you did that, I might worry a little.

But now, you’re just blindly jabbering and expecting refunds?!

Do you think you can call upon everyone to fight by raising an arm?!

However!

Just as he finished thinking about this—or hadn’t even finished thinking.

The data analyst beside him suddenly exclaimed, "John, look, the data! The data!"

"What about the data?!" The foreigner named John was shocked.

"Look quickly! Massive refunds! It’s huge!" The data analyst jumped up, pointing at the computer in shock.

In all these years, except for when films got postponed or due to policy restrictions from the Heavenly Dynasty, this has never happened!

"Investigate! Quickly, check if someone is sabotaging us, or see if policies from the Heavenly Dynasty have changed!" John hurriedly said.

At this moment, he didn’t even consider Lu Xiaobu.

He truly couldn’t believe a single remark from Lu Xiaobu could have such an impact.

Yet, after a thorough check, they found nothing.

Finally, John remembered Lu Xiaobu, hurriedly grabbed the mouse, and opened the Lu Group’s website comments.

Upon reading the comments, he was dumbfound.

"Brothers, follow the order. The Prodigal Hero has spoken; let’s refund the tickets!"

"Execute the order decisively! Refund!"

"Hey! Why are we refunding the tickets? Is the movie bad? Forget it, no matter! If the Prodigal Hero says so, let’s follow it!"

"Alright! Done with the refund!"

"Hahaha! It’s interesting, even though I don’t know why, it’s inexplicably satisfying!"

"Yeah! This command to move, followed by thousands of troops is so exciting!"

"What Hollywood?! Dare to anger our Prodigal Hero?! Let’s show them what unity means!"

"Come on! Let’s go all out! Hahaha!"

"Charge forward, unswerving, hahaha!"

"Why indeed?!"

"Why worry so much?! Didn’t the previous article say we don’t understand Lu Xiaobu’s reasoning, but ultimately we benefit, so let’s go along with it!"

"Exactly! It’s the Prodigal Hero’s order; we lose a movie yet gain more family time!"

"..."

Truth is, these comments seem foolish; many have no idea why they’re refunding — Lu Xiaobu says, so they do it!

Honestly, this seems a bit like personal idolization.

After that article came out, plus a mountain of hype, it created an illusion that Lu Xiaobu acted for their benefit.

As for Lu Xiaobu not explaining?!

When has Lu Xiaobu ever explained his actions?!

It’s like inertia.

Moreover, honestly, there’s another, more important psychology influencing them—one they’re not aware of.

They’re the ones who placed Lu Xiaobu in this position; they’re the ones who gave Lu Xiaobu this title.

Protecting Lu Xiaobu’s dignity feels like protecting their own face, giving them a sense of shared glory.

And when will this feeling end?

Once Lu Xiaobu’s title hits tomorrow’s papers, the television.

It’s like fishing; you’re about to catch something, and someone suddenly disrupts.

What will you do?!

Don’t care about details, just kick them away.

Currently, that’s the mindset of the netizens. Sure, fight if you want, but wait until tomorrow when we’re done with our affairs!

Regardless, John was dumbfounded.

"Why?!" John scratched his head frantically.

He really couldn’t understand how an insignificant person like Lu Xiaobu could influence so many people!

Words becoming law; orders executed without doubt?!

These are things he’s only seen in some Medieval sect hierarchs.

But they issued commands in the name of a higher power!

And Lu Xiaobu?! Just based on personal charisma?!

The Prodigal Hero?!

What’s a hero?!

Is it like our Western religions?!

As a Westerner — though exposed to Heavenly Dynasty culture — he still lacks understanding of the historical hero culture!

"John, what should we do?" The data analyst hurriedly asked, "Headquarters has started to inquire already!"

"I’ll go talk to Lu Xiaobu." John sighed, dialing Lu Xiaobu.

He surrendered, completely surrendered.

To think he was still dismissive earlier?!

Ultimately, he didn’t last half an hour before Lu Xiaobu taught him a lesson!

This slap stings—really hurts!