Eight million—this is equivalent to earning over two million in three years, which is already quite impressive. The nightclub owner quickly made the decision: “Deal! With just one word from Young Master David, our business is settled!”

Grace Carter stood to the side, gritting her teeth in anger: “Eight million! Eight million, just like that, this prodigal squandered it away... What’s the point of buying such a dump? He’s going to be the death of me, sigh!”

“Straightforward! I like it!” David Hamilton laughed heartily, then continued, “But I have a condition. Hmm, since I gave you an extra two million as a tip, I should get some benefit, right? How about this: eight million, paid off in two years. If you agree, we’ll sign the contract. If not, just pretend I never said anything.”

Actually, David Hamilton had his own reasons for wanting to pay in installments. First, four million a year, about 350,000 a month—his pocket money should be enough. Second, the money probably had to be spent by him personally to count towards completing the system’s task and exchanging for attribute points. If his family paid, it likely wouldn’t count for him, and all his effort would be wasted. Otherwise, he could just sign a big contract for tens of millions and have his family foot the bill, instantly gaining hundreds of attribute points—but that’s just not possible.

“Two years, huh?” The nightclub owner was a bit reluctant, but realizing this was already the best deal he could get, he finally gritted his teeth and said, “Fine! I agree! I’ll go prepare the contract right away!”

While the nightclub owner was preparing the contract, Grace Carter angrily gave David Hamilton a hard kick and snapped, “You prodigal, who does things like you? You’re going to drive me crazy! Just like that, you gave away an extra two million—has your brain fried?”

But David Hamilton just pulled Grace Carter over and planted a kiss on her soft cheek with a “smack,” laughing, “Aiya, don’t be so mad. Just watch my moves. Squandering money, how to squander money—that’s a real skill, there’s a lot to it!”

Chapter 0009: The Unfriendly Older Brother

“Go to hell! A real skill, huh!” Grace Carter actually had a pretty good temper, but she found that every time she talked to this prodigal David Hamilton, she always had the urge to hit someone.

David Hamilton, however, didn’t mind at all. So what if he squandered money? What’s most important right now? Money is nothing—attribute points from the system are what really matter!

What do you get from squandering money? Tons of attribute points! Health points! Without health, who knows, you might trip and die one day, and then what’s the use of a billion, ten billion, a trillion? So, your body is the real capital for squandering—just like that actor on Earth said, the saddest thing in life is dying before you’ve spent all your money...

Grace Carter pouted in frustration, already deciding a thousand, ten thousand times in her heart that she would definitely break off the engagement when the time came. Meanwhile, David Hamilton casually picked up the pen and signed his name on the contract, then transferred the first payment of 400,000 yuan from his card into the nightclub owner’s account.

Everything was settled. With forty-eight minutes left until midnight, that cold electronic voice sounded in David Hamilton’s mind—

“Host’s first mission: First act of squandering completed. Reward: 1 attribute point. Current total squandered: 298,088 yuan, can be exchanged for 2 attribute points. Allocate now?”

Allocate? Of course, allocate!

Without a second thought, David Hamilton put all three attribute points into his health index. Faintly, a dim light flashed by, and David Hamilton felt an incredible comfort in his chest, as if he were soaking in warm water, cozy and relaxed. After the sensation passed, David Hamilton felt much more energetic.

Wahahaha, this system is really useful! Next, let’s squander even more crazily!

At the same time, the cold system voice sounded again—

“New mission issued: Squander one million yuan within one week. Mission reward: five extra attribute points.”

Squandering a million in a week was no challenge at all for David Hamilton, who had just bought the nightclub. The only thing to watch out for was that it didn’t seem so easy to get that much money from his parents—he’d have to think of a good plan.

By now, the nightclub was getting more and more crowded. After all, word had spread that tonight, everything here was free—who could pass up such a windfall?

Word spread fast, and by the time David Hamilton finished signing the contract, the nightclub was already packed, with a rough estimate of two or three thousand people!

This is exactly the kind of scene he wanted, exactly the effect he was after!

David Hamilton, flanked by his nine lackeys, swaggered up onto the stage, grabbed the microphone, and shouted loudly, “Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is our night of revelry! Everything you spend here is on me! Now tell me loudly, who am I?!”

The crowd shouted at the top of their lungs: “David Hamilton!” “David Hamilton!” “David Hamilton!”