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

Finally, after several rounds of tough bidding, Domain Real Estate Group, which owned Room No. 67, withdrew from the competition, and Qin Ning and his family, which owned Room No. , joined forces to acquire this hot piece of land at a price of billion yuan.

This thrilling bidding war has come to an end.

When the auctioneer's gavel fell heavily, Ning Yu and Qin's family raised their glasses to celebrate in private room number three.

"Congratulations, Uncle Qin, for getting what he wanted." Ning Yu said to Qin's father with a smile, holding up the champagne in his hand.

"I have to congratulate you too. This is another win-win cooperation between our two families." Father Qin smiled and took a sip of the champagne in the glass, looking at Ning Yu with eyes full of praise.

The head of the Ning family this generation is really good.

Then he glanced at his son and thought, he's not bad either. Although he's still a little playful, he sometimes has unique insights and good suggestions when discussing things with him.

It's just that the head of the Ning family is in poor health, so Ning Yu got involved in the family business early on. As for me, I'm in great shape, so as a son, I can have fun as much as I want.

"By the way, is there still no news about the land next to it?" Father Qin asked with a slight frown, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Not yet, but we've found some clues. What we need to consider now is that even if we finally find the person, we don't know what their attitude will be. After all, that piece of land has been shelved for a while."

Ning Yu and Qin Zhaoyang looked at each other and said somewhat unconfidently.

He and Qin Zhaoyang handled this matter together, but there is still no result.

"It doesn't matter. It's still early in the project development. Let's take our time." This was all Qin's father could say.

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This auction ended successfully. When the land was sold for 67 billion yuan, the three little ones in Song Tang’s private room widened their eyes in shock. They couldn’t imagine how much 67 billion yuan was put together.

Song Tang stood by the French window, watching the auctioneer's gavel drop, thinking, "67 billion? That's quite a bold move."

However, what she didn't know much about was that the housing prices around that piece of land had already reached more than 13 yuan per square meter, and it looked like they would continue to rise.

These old foxes who have been in the business world for a long time naturally have their own unique ideas when they go to such great lengths to acquire land.

Every big boss has different ideas and plans for this piece of land. It seems that the Qin family and the Ning family also have their own ideas and plans for this piece of land that they have already acquired.

As Song Tang and his group were about to go home, they ran into Qin Zhaoyang and his group in Room 3 as soon as they walked out of the private room. Following them were many business tycoons who were chatting and laughing. They had all just come out of the private room and were about to leave.

"Song Tang, where are we going next?" Ning Yu asked with a smile.

As for Qin Zhaoyang, her mother had already pinched the soft flesh on her lower back, so she could only stand beside Ning Yu and laugh dryly.

Mother Qin was really worried that her eldest son's nonsense would affect Song Tang's impression of him. What she didn't know was that Song Tang had always only regarded her son as a funny friend...

"I'll ask Sister Zhou to take me back to school later. I have classes tomorrow, Monday, and it's too tiring to rush from home to school so early in the morning."

Song Tang responded to Ning Yu with a smile, and also said hello and goodbye to Qin's father and mother.

"Brother Qin Zhaoyang and Ning Yu, and uncle and aunt, I'm leaving first. I'll see you again when there's a chance."

……

Looking at the backs of Song Tang and his group leaving in front, Qin's father and mother smiled at each other.

Under the suppression of his mother, Qin Zhaoyang could only stare at Song Tang as he left without saying a word.

At this time, the big guys behind also came closer, and everyone walked out together while chatting politely.

When I walked to the entrance of the venue, I saw the backs of Song Tang's convoy leaving.

"That's the person who was in private room number two just now, right? I saw you two chatting from a distance, and the one in charge seemed to be a little girl?" Rich man Wang asked Qin's father with a smile.

"Qin Zheng, you are not looking for a wife for your son, are you?" Another familiar boss spoke up and everyone laughed.

Even Ning Yu and Wang Zhongqing couldn't help but laugh, while Qin Zhaoyang blushed profusely. It seemed even these familiar figures knew that the Qin family's young master had been playing around and unwilling to find a partner, much to the dismay of his parents.

After the joke, Father Qin looked at the Rolls-Royce Phantom that his driver was driving slowly in the distance, and said to the group of big men with a smile: "No way, that girl just now was from private room number two, but she is not the wife I found for my son."

"He, Zhao Yang, and Ning Yu are already friends. We just happened to run into each other today. As for me, this is the first time I've met his mother, too."

All the big guys looked at Qin Zhaoyang who was a little embarrassed, thinking that everyone said that this guy was not interested in women, could it be that he finally got it?

The richest man Wang also smiled at Qin Zhaoyang, then gently slapped his son Wang Zhongqing on the back of the head, leaving Wang Zhongqing confused.

How come he was laughing at Qin Zhaoyang one second and getting slapped by his own father the next?

Of course, Wang Zhongqing didn't know what the richest man Wang was thinking.

Looking at Qin Zhaoyang and Ning Yu across from him, both of them looked capable. Then looking at his own son, who spent his days looking for new girlfriends and causing trouble online, the thought of these things made Wang, the richest man, feel itchy.

"Okay, okay, the car is here. I have something to do and I'll leave first. Qin Zheng, you got the land this time, you have to treat us to a meal later." A leader of a real estate company said to Qin's father with a smile as he got into the car.

Of course, Qin's father accepted the dinner invitation with a smile.

People would think that these business tycoons are competitors and their relationship should be as hostile as fire and water.

In fact, most people at this level have good relationships. Excluding some places where there is competition, there are still many places where everyone cooperates and makes money together.

……

Originally, Zhou Jing planned to take Song Tang and the others to dinner and then send them back to school, but when she thought of Song Da Nao Waiting in the dormitory, Song Tang refused.

Zhou Jing probably knew what the young lady was thinking, so she simply sent them to school.

The four people who had packed some food in the cafeteria quickened their pace and hurried back. When they passed by the dormitory manager's duty room, they didn't notice that the dormitory manager looked at their hurried backs and nodded with a smile.

When the door was opened, no one noticed Song Da Naotou.

"Big head~."

Song Tang called out softly.

"Meow~?"

There was a soft meow of a kitten, and Song Da's furry orange head popped out from the bathroom.

When he saw that it was Song Tang and the others who came back, the vigilance in the little guy's eyes disappeared, and he jumped and ran towards Song Tang happily.

"Oh my dear, how come you are so smart."

Song Tang picked up the kitten that was rubbing against his trouser leg and kissed it.

Then came the next three people, each of whom held Song Dabo in his arms and got close to him for a while. Even Ye Jin was no longer afraid and played well with Song Dabo.

When everyone started eating at the table, only Song Datou was lying on Song Tang's cotton slippers with his legs up in the air, looking hopeless.

These cat owners are so scary. The cats have lost their temper because of being kissed. The fur on their heads is all messy and standing up, as messy as a typhoon.

After lunch, Zhao Zihong took Song Dabo away from Song Tang's bed and tucked him into her own bed. This afternoon, she wanted to cuddle with this little guy who had always been against her.

The cat struggled in vain and could only surrender with tears.