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

After a while, the novelty wore off and everyone started to shift the topic to other things.

Ning Yu sat next to Qin Zhaoyang and asked him with a smile: "Your haircut... is because of Song Tang. What's the matter? Did she dislike your previous hairstyle?"

Qin Zhaoyang stuffed the cashews in his hand into Ning Yu's mouth and said unhappily, "You're so nosy! I'll see if I can stuff your mouth shut."

"Pfft." Ning Yu spat out the cashew nut in his mouth in embarrassment. "You are so ungrateful. Tell me the situation so I can ask Shen Aojun to get some information."

Qin Zhaoyang saw through Ning Yu immediately this time, "Come on, you just want to make fun of me."

"If you want to eat melons, just say so. You even dragged Shen Aojun into this. Let's see if Shen Aojun will pay any attention to you."

Seeing that he couldn't pry Qin Zhaoyang open his mouth, Ning Yu gave up.

"By the way, why didn't you think of bringing Song Tang into the club? She has a lot of nice cars. If she came in, these people would be envious to death."

Ning Yu's words made Qin Zhaoyang ponder for a moment.

"Forget it, it's not suitable."

"First of all, if Song Tang really came, these guys might not be interested in her car or her person."

Ning Yu nodded as he listened. Indeed, with Song Tang's looks, coming here would probably be more lethal than a precious sports car.

"Secondly, you know the original intention of our club. Do you think Song Tang still needs this little help from the club?"

"To be frank, she is the one who can sit with those who are in charge of our fathers' generation. Our club is not only of no help to her, but may even cause her trouble."

Ning Yu nodded. The facts were indeed similar to what Qin Zhaoyang said.

"The last and most important point."

"There's no way she'll join in. I've noticed she has quite a few rare sports cars, but she's not particularly interested in them."

"These sports cars, which cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, might not be as good as a chopped pepper fish head in her eyes."

After Qin Zhaoyang said these words, he seemed to be still thinking about something.

Ning Yu asked in surprise, "Chopped pepper fish head? What the hell is chopped pepper fish head?"

Qin Zhaoyang was speechless. He had only just heard this novel description from Zhao Zihong today when he was with Song Tang and the other three.

"It's a really, really small car. You can't even see it in a parking space. They call it a chopped pepper fish head."

"Hahaha..." Ning Yu laughed for a while before saying, "You know what, that's really true. I once had this happen to me. I got to the parking space only to find there was a car inside. I was almost depressed to death."

"From what you said, Song Tang is driving this thing now?"

Qin Zhaoyang nodded. He thought, there's more than one, they have two.

……

When Qin Zhaoyang arrived home in the evening, of course, he scared his mother so much that she flew off the spot.

"Son, son, tell me quickly, what motivated you to change your look that has remained unchanged for thousands of years?"

Qin Zhaoyang was speechless. He knew this would happen before he went home.

Seeing that her son didn't say anything, Mother Qin continued to chase Qin Zhaoyang, "Son, is this love? Is it? Is it? Is it love? Hahahaha!"

Looking at her son's frowning face, Mother Qin laughed heartily.

Qin's father pretended to pass by and touched it.

"Yeah, not bad, much more energetic. Still quite prickly."

……

Song Tang had a great time this weekend.

The cooking ladies who hadn't seen the young lady during this period made some snacks that the young lady liked and asked Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui to drive them to school.

On this day, Song Tang had just finished a day's classes and was walking not far from the dormitory building with his roommates and some girls from the same class when he saw a lot of people gathered downstairs from afar.

Thinking there was something exciting to watch, everyone quickened their pace and approached to see what was going on.

Usually, such situations are mostly boys coming to confess their love, but Song Tang never thought that this time he would be the one being eaten.

As soon as they approached, the crowd dispersed automatically when they saw them.

Just when Song Tang hadn't figured out what was going on, a person walked out of the crowd.

He was tall, well-dressed, and had decent features, but the look in his eyes was a little off-putting.

Aggressive with a hint of playfulness.

"It's Li Dengke, the vice president of the Student Union and a junior. I heard his family is rich and powerful." The well-informed Yan Siyu whispered in Song Tang's ear.

Han Jing, who heard Yan Siyu's words, suddenly realized, this is Li Dengke?

Before he got close, she quickly whispered to Song Tang, "This guy is famous in school. He's a playboy and has dated countless girls. Someone even saw him with a freshman from the journalism department a few days ago."

Seeing that the other party was approaching, Han Jing and Yan Siyu quickly stood up straight after they finished speaking, as if they had said nothing.

After listening to what these two people said, Song Tang had an idea in his mind.

"Hello Bai Tang, I'm Li Dengke, a junior and the vice president of the student union."

Li Dengke showed a harmless and gentle smile, and took out his left hand, which had been behind his back, and there was a big bunch of gorgeous roses.

"I've heard of your name for a long time. Can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

Song Tang stood there without any movement, his eyes fixed on Li Dengke in front of him.

After a while, there was still no movement, and the crowd that was originally watching and making a fuss gradually realized that something was wrong.

Li Dengke was feeling uneasy. He had even imagined Song Tang rejecting him, but now he was a little confused. "Can you please give me a definite answer?"

Just when Li Dengke was about to lose face, Song Tang, who had been silent all the time, spoke.

"First of all, my name is Song Tang. You're pursuing someone, but you can't even figure out their name?"

Song Tang did this on purpose. Apart from her roommates, class counselors, and school leaders, no one else in school knew about her change of surname.

At this moment, Yan Siyu, who was in the next dormitory, was looking at her in confusion, not to mention Li Dengke who had been standing there awkwardly for a long time.

"Secondly, I'm not looking for a boyfriend. Thank you for your love. Please go back."

After saying that, he didn't care what Li Dengke thought and planned to call his roommates to leave together.

But as soon as she took a step, Li Dengke held her back with his arm. "Junior, it's my fault for getting your name wrong. I apologize." Li Dengke was resilient.

But he was cursing in his heart. Chasing girls was always easy for him, so when had he ever hit such a wall? It was completely embarrassing.

He is smiling on the outside, but feeling very nervous inside.

"I hope you can forget this little unpleasantness. I am pursuing you sincerely."

Song Tang was stopped and began to feel a little irritated. Why didn't this person understand what he was saying? "I'm not unhappy, and I'm sincere in rejecting you."

Seeing that Song Tang was so disrespectful, Li Dengke could no longer pretend to be angry and reached out to grab Song Tang's wrist.

Before he could touch Song Tang's arm, his wrist was pinched by a rough hand.

Then a strong force came from his wrist, and after a burst of severe pain, he was thrown back three or five steps. If a classmate had not caught him, he would have sat on the ground.