The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Even a small security guard dared to decisively shake his head and reject him. Tang Hao also understood the attitude of the property management.

The property management is unwilling to reveal even a little information about the other party, which means that the other party must be very difficult to deal with.

It seems that the only option is to call for help as the other party's housekeeper said.

After glaring at Du Yu, Tang Hao took out his cell phone, flipped through it, found a number, hesitated for a moment, and dialed it.

"Yeah, it's right here in the parking lot downstairs from my house. Okay, okay."

After a brief call, "Wait and see if my friend can help."

Just as a few people were leaning against another friend's Nissan GTR waiting, the property manager also came down with two other security guards.

It’s better to come down and take a look in person.

If the gods fight, just don't let people like them suffer.

What's more, it doesn't look like a fight between gods, but more like the King of Hell bullying little ghosts.

Of course it is more fun to watch the fun in person. This property manager is also a black-hearted person.

Soon the roar of a sports car was heard from the far end of the basement.

A fiery red Ferrari 458 drove up to the crowd and stopped.

The person who got out of the car with big wavy hair and long legs was Shen Aojun.

Before Tang Hao could say anything, he was pulled away by Shen Aojun who screamed in surprise.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change, and Tang Hao, who was pushed aside, was still a little confused.

"Fuck, fuck!"

Shen Aojun took two steps with his long legs and ran to the group of sports cars.

That’s right, aren’t these Bai Tang supercars in front of us now forming a group?

"Which warrior did this?"

Shen Aojun turned around and looked at everyone with an incredible look on her face. The Bai Tang she knew had never been so angry and made such a big fuss.

Did Tang Hao's grandson offend Bai Tang? Then what's the point of calling him?

Seeing Shen Aojun turned around and asked, everyone turned their attention to Du Yu, the instigator who was standing aside.

Du Yu felt a little scared when he saw the lady driving a Ferrari in front of him.

Shen Aojun looked at Du Yu's wimpy look and complained in his heart, is this all?

He raised his hand to stop Tang Hao who was about to speak.

"No need to say anything, Tang Hao, I understood everything you said on the phone just now."

"You parked in someone else's parking space, but he didn't move when someone called him, and he even turned off his phone, right?"

This was indeed the case, and anyone who heard it would feel it was unreasonable, so Tang Hao could only nod his head.

The property manager and three security guards on the side tried to hide in the corner to reduce their presence.

They looked at each other and found that everyone was trying hard to hold back their laughter.

It's a bit embarrassing to call in someone's best friend for help.

"I can't help you with this."

Shen Aojun said it very straightforwardly.

"I'll tell you why. The girl surrounding his car is a very good friend of mine."

Looking at the stunned crowd, Shen Aojun continued, "Tang Hao, I'm giving you face by not helping my friend deal with you."

Now all those who had been kept in the dark knew one key point: the owner of these cars was a woman.

While everyone was still digesting the news, Shen Aojun smiled and said to Tang Hao, "But I don't want to give you face for today's matter. You should think of another way."

Before Tang Hao could react, Shen Aojun got into his Ferrari, stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and parked the fiery red Ferrari 458 next to Bai Tang's car.

This amazing operation stunned everyone present.

Tang Hao stammered, "Uh...Shen...Sister Shen, what are you doing?"

Shen Aojun lifted her big waves and smiled charmingly, "I think this is quite fun, I want to join in."

Is this the proverbial rock that shoots one's own foot? Or should we say, calling in reinforcements to knock one's head off?

Shen Aojun didn't care whether the group of people in front of her were embarrassed or angry. After all, she only knew Tang Hao.

I took out my phone and dialed, "Hello, Sister Zhou, where are you?"

"I came to SKP early in the morning. It's time for the lady to change into her autumn clothes."

"Bai Tang has already gone to school? Then wait for me at SKP. I'm free today, so I'll find you and we can go together."

After finishing the call with Zhou Jing, Shen Aojun called Qi Hai again.

"Where the hell are you? Are you at home? Come down and drive me to SKP. It's raining, I can't ride my bike."

"Sports car? Sports cars have other uses. Hurry up and don't waste time."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Aojun looked at Tang Hao who was standing there speechlessly.

"I'm sorry, Tang Hao, I really can't help you with this. Your brother has offended someone he can't afford to offend."

"We'll get together again if we have the chance. Let's leave it at that for today."

After saying that, she walked away with her long legs. She knew where Qi Hai's car was parked.

After Shen Aojun left completely, the remaining people looked at each other.

What the hell is this?

Tang Hao looked at the depressed Du Yu with embarrassment. This guy was hit hard this time.

The woman next to him didn't even dare to breathe, and his other friends were also silent.

"The Ms. Zhou she just called should be the housekeeper Zhou the property management mentioned."

"A person named Bai Tang appeared in the conversation. He's probably the owner of these cars."

At this time, Tang Hao's girlfriend, who had been standing at the back without saying a word, suddenly spoke.

Everyone thought this made sense, but what good would it do even if they knew the person's name?

Tang Hao was at a loss. Judging from the property manager's expression, he probably wouldn't be able to get anything out of him.

He took out his cell phone and continued to flip through it, hesitating for a long time when looking at a number.

His girlfriend came over to take a look, then warned him, "Are you sure? You'd be indebted to him if you approached him, and he might not even help you."

Tang Hao hesitated at his girlfriend's words, but looking at Du Yu who was looking at him with hope in her eyes, he finally dialed the number.

After all, they are still my friends and we usually have a good time together.

Tang Hao couldn't really go to such a point that he would just watch someone die without helping.

This time the phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hello~"

A slightly lazy voice came, and it seemed that the other party was still sleeping.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, I'm Xiao Tang. Yes, that's right, Tang Zhan's younger brother."

Tang Hao swallowed nervously.

"Oh, I remember now. Tang Zhan's younger brother, your brother Tang Zhan, had a party before he went abroad. Were you there too?"

The person on the other end of the phone thought for a long time before he probably had some impression.

"Yes, you have a good memory, Mr. Qin."

"Ah, it's okay. Is there something wrong with calling so early?"

Tang Hao looked at his watch and saw that it was already past ten o'clock, and was speechless.

Is it still early? But he didn't dare say it.

The person opposite was a friend of his brother Tang Zhan. He also came to a party before his brother went abroad.

I remember that his brother Tang Zhan invited the other party to sit in the seat of honor.

Finally, through Tang Zhan's introduction, he also left his contact information with the other party.

Tang Hao was really unsure about this rash call.

"Mr. Qin, I encountered something today, and I really have no other choice but to ask for your help."

"There will be a generous reward afterward. The other party is a woman named Bai Tang."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice from the other side, which was originally a bit lazy, suddenly became high-pitched.

"Who? Bai Tang?"