Hmm, my physical fitness isn’t that great—hearing that is the most comforting thing. David Hamilton burst out laughing, “No problem, no problem, let’s get things done quickly. Let’s go over there and have a seat. Oh, right, what about the lights? The music? Turn them all on! Yes, yes, you—the singer, I’m talking to you, what are you staring at? Hurry up and sing, you’ll definitely get your tip.”

What’s a real tycoon? What’s a prodigal who squanders money without batting an eye? This is it!

Sleeping until you wake up naturally, counting money until your hands cramp—what’s that? This feeling of squandering money with your eyes wide open is the real thrill, isn’t it?!

As soon as the singer heard that this big spender from who-knows-where said there’d be tips, what was there to wait for? He belted out a song at the top of his lungs. David Hamilton couldn’t stand it after just two lines: “Can you sing something better? If you keep singing like this, I won’t even be able to drink my water!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” the singer replied, trembling as he hurried to change the song, but the new song was still unbearable to David Hamilton’s ears. Just as David Hamilton was about to ask for another change, a thought struck him: “Since I said I’d tip him, even if he’s dumb, he should know to sing his best song. But he picked such an awful one, and everyone else seems to like it. Does that mean all the songs in this world are like ‘Tears Behind Bars’? Are these kinds of songs normal here? Damn, how am I supposed to live like this…”

Before crossing over, David Hamilton loved listening to music—it was one of the few things that let him relax without spending money. The feeling of reading a novel with headphones on was just unbeatable. If all the songs in this world are like this… Listening to ‘Tears Behind Bars’ would instantly ruin even a decent mood, wouldn’t it?!

“Young master, young madam, your drinks are here.” Just as he was thinking this, the prettiest of the nine lackeys, a maid, came over carrying a high-end, classy silver tray. On it were two glass cups glowing with a charming purple light, filled with some unknown liquid that smelled faintly of jasmine and looked quite nice. It’s worth mentioning that this maid was truly quick-witted—she’d already changed into a maid outfit in such a short time. Look at that long, straight black hair, that slender waist, those thighs hugged tightly by black stockings, those rosy lips, those big, furry eyes, those two bunny ears on her head, and the white fluffy tail on her backside…

David Hamilton almost had a nosebleed, staring blankly for a while before remembering to take the drink, giving a thumbs up as he did: “Nice, nice, you really know what’s up. Beautiful, what’s your name? How old are you?”

“My name is Lily Lane, I’m twenty-two years old.” Hearing David Hamilton ask, the girl quickly replied.

“Not bad, here’s your reward!” David Hamilton instructed the other lackeys nearby, “See that? Learn from her! If you’re going to be a lackey, you need to have the right attitude! Take note, give Lily five thousand yuan as pocket money later.”

“Yes, yes!” The lackeys nodded furiously, secretly thinking that when they got back, they’d have to find every way possible to please the young master. As for their jobs—being a lackey for a young master who tips five thousand so casually, with a car and everything, who needs a regular job!

By now, everyone more or less guessed the young man’s identity—he was definitely the infamous prodigal of the Hong family, the super spendthrift known to all, David Hamilton, Young Master Hong!

Sure enough, the girl beside him kept grumbling, “David Hamilton, you prodigal, do you even know how much five thousand yuan is? Who gives out that much money at once?” As she spoke, Grace Carter sounded a bit aggrieved, “I… I only get five hundred yuan a day as pocket money…”

David Hamilton didn’t hesitate: “Lackeys, you know what to do, right?”

The other lackeys looked at each other, confused, but Lily Lane was the smartest—she immediately bowed respectfully to Grace Carter: “Since young madam is a bit short on cash, the tip young master gave me should go to her instead. Please, young madam, you must accept it.”

Hearing this, the other lackeys immediately wailed inwardly, pinching their own thighs hard—damn, how could they be so stupid, missing such a perfect chance to show loyalty…

Sure enough, David Hamilton was very pleased with Lily Lane’s performance, laughing heartily: “Not bad, not bad! You’ve got a good eye—definitely material for a top lackey!” He didn’t forget to lecture the others: “Look at you guys, not knowing how to seize such a good opportunity—so stupid! From now on, be smarter. There’s a lot to being a lackey—when we get back, give Lily another five thousand as a tip. From now on, she’s your leader. If I’m not around, listen to her. Got it?”

“Got it!” The other lackeys snapped to attention with a crisp salute.

Grace Carter watched from the side, completely dejected: “This prodigal… I… I really can’t compete with you…”

Just then, the lackey who had gone to the manager to swipe the card came running back to report to David Hamilton: “Reporting, young master, tonight’s bill has been tallied. So far, including everyone’s expenses and our tips, the total is 73,588 yuan.”