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

Early the next morning, Sunday, Song Tang, sitting at the dining table, said to Zhou Jing, "Sister Zhou, call Wei Wu and the others and ask them to come to Manye to wait for me."

Zhou Jing didn't ask Song Tang what he was going to do, he just had to do it.

After swallowing the last shrimp dumpling made by his aunt, Song Tang clapped his hands and said, "I'm going to SKP later. Do you want to come with me? Or should we go back to school first?"

Hey, is this still a multiple choice question? SKP, shopping, do I even need to choose?

The three people in the dormitory unanimously decided to go with Song Tang, if for no other reason than that they had never been to SKP since they came to Kyoto.

Zhou Jing was busy taking care of Song Tang, which made the three people envious. What a great life.

Even the little princess Ye Jin from Shanghai doesn’t receive such treatment at home.

After getting ready to set off, Wei Wu and the others were already waiting in the underground parking lot.

There were two Land Rover Range Rovers in the front and back, and two Lexus LMs in the middle. The four cars headed straight for SKP.

Wei Wu and the other three were dumbfounded when they arrived at SKP. In Song Tang's words, this trip to SKP was mainly to buy some things for her four big babies as a reward.

Without giving them any chance to refuse, Song Tang pulled Qiongying away. The other three looked at each other and had no choice but to follow.

The three people in the dormitory and Zhou Jing and the other two were all laughing behind. These bodyguards were so ferocious when they fought, but it was really funny to see them being at a loss in front of Song Tang.

Soon, the entire SKP knew about Miss Song's arrival.

As soon as Song Tang changed her surname, Zhou Jing corrected all her membership information.

So now these luxury brands have already known Song Tang’s new information, and have issued special notices to all their stores.

Although we don’t know why Song Tang changed his surname, if any staff in his stores still call out the wrong name, they will be responsible for the consequences if any problems arise.

In fact, they were overthinking it. There were still people who called her Bai Tang, but there were many who could not change their name for the time being or who did not know the news yet.

Song Tang took an indifferent attitude towards this situation and just wanted to keep his own business to himself.

She is not some bandit who starts killing people at the slightest disagreement.

At the Zegna store, the SA standing at the door was surprised to find that Song Tang actually visited the men's clothing store this time.

Without thinking about anything else, I hurried to meet him.

"Welcome Miss Song to Zegna."

Good guy, I finally got it, Zegna SA thought happily when he met Song Tang and his group.

Looking at his colleagues in the store who were all in shock, SA smiled happily.

Who would have thought that he was just standing at the door wanting to see the legendary Miss Song, but a huge pie would fall on his head.

"Pick out some suitable ones from the three of them, all over their bodies."

Song Tang pointed at Wei Wu and the other two behind him.

SA quickly took action, and the store manager also called on others to help.

Wei Wu and Feng Bo were easy to deal with, but when it came to Chen Xiong, everyone was in trouble.

All the Zegna staff were extremely embarrassed, while Song Tang and his group burst into laughter.

Only poor Chen Xiong stood there with a frown on his face, allowing everyone to watch.

The largest-sized ready-to-wear clothes in Zegna's store looked like tights on him.

The good trousers became nine-point trousers, and the ankles and a part of the calves were clearly exposed. The two buttocks were perky and round, but the buttocks were a little big, and it felt like the buttocks would be in danger of breaking at any time.

The buttons on his upper body couldn't even be buttoned, and the lapels on both sides were far apart.

Chen Xiong's face turned red from holding his breath. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that his clothes would be ruined.

He could afford to pay for the damaged clothes with his salary, but the lady was still here, so it was impossible for him to pay.

But if his clothes broke and he was exposed, he would be too embarrassed to go out again.

"Pfft... Hurry up, take it off. This is so uncomfortable."

Song Tang smiled and quickly instructed Chen Xiong to change his clothes.

Seeing Chen Xiong swaying stiffly from side to side in small steps towards the fitting room, the people behind him burst into laughter again. This time, even the Zegna staff couldn't hold back.

"Miss, it can only be customized." Zhou Jing rubbed her face which was a little stiff from smiling.

"Okay, then let's make it custom." Then he looked at Wei Wu and Feng Bo, who seemed to be gloating over their misfortune, and said, "You two should go change your clothes too."

"If you want to customize it, just order it all at once. Try to be fair."

After hearing what the young lady said, Wei Wu and Feng Bo also nodded.

When the store manager and the salesperson heard Miss Song say she wanted custom orders, they were delighted.

After a while, he took the fabrics and brochures and introduced them to Song Tang, Zhou Jing and others.

Another clerk took a tape measure to measure the size of Wei Wu and the other two who had already changed their clothes.

After listening to their explanation for a long time, Song Tang finally realized that there are different brands of Zegna, and the fabrics are divided into red label and blue label.

"Okay, let's stop here." Song Tang waved his hand to signal the other party to stop.

"For the three of them, each of them will get two suits, one thin and one thick. Use the good blue label material you mentioned."

"You need other shirts and other things too, to complete the outfit from head to toe."

Big business has come, and the store manager and SA are secretly happy. Miss Song is worthy of being so generous to her bodyguard.

"Miss Song, two suits for each person, plus other outerwear and clothing, will total over 350,000 yuan per person."

"Let's take it as 350,000, a total of 1,050,000."

Ignoring the hesitant expressions of Wei Wu and the other two, Song Tang made the decision directly.

"Okay, arrange it as soon as possible and go find Butler Zhou to settle the bill."

This big order is finally done.

After Zhou Jing paid the bill, the group left with a warm farewell from all the Zegna staff.

Next up was Giorgio Armani, who did the same thing, two sets of clothes for each person.

Song Tang didn't let the three of them try on clothes again, and went straight for custom orders.

The three people in the dormitory were all shocked. My goodness, are Song Tang's bodyguard benefits so good?

And after just going into two stores, each person spent 600,000 or 700,000 yuan.

Song Tang didn't care about what others thought. Eighteen million was not enough for her monthly pocket money or interest, and it was still a far cry from that.

Her monthly pocket money is more than 300 million, plus the interest on tens of billions of deposits, not to mention that the system has now begun to provide cash.

To put it bluntly, the one million or ten million in Song Tang's hand is no different from the few dollars or cents in the hands of ordinary people.

As for shoes, in addition to the ones customized together with the clothes, Song Tang also went into the men's shoe store when he passed by and took a look around.

Song Tang likes the Ferragamo men's shoes, and he still orders two pairs for each person, custom-made.

I won’t look at the finished product, Chen Xiong can’t wear it.

As soon as they turned into a new store, Zhao Zihong's loud voice silenced everyone.

"Hey, I know that sign. It's a farmer on horseback swinging a pickaxe."

Some people were laughing, some were embarrassed, and the Ralph Lauren store employees were all frowning.

If she hadn't been with Song Tang, Zhao Zihong might have been beaten today.