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

At this time, Zhao Zihong's parents were already waiting at the airport pick-up area.

They were quite confused by the flight landing time that Zhao Zihong had sent them before. Zhao Zihong's father even checked and found that there was no flight from Kyoto to Ice City landing at that time.

But since their girl has said so, they have to come and pick up their baby no matter whether the time is right or not.

A short while later, Zhao Zihong's parents spotted a group of people from afar. A chubby girl led the group, followed by a group of assistant bodyguards and airport staff. The scene drew the attention of the other passengers.

Zhao Zihong's parents who came to pick her up at the airport followed the crowd's gaze and took a closer look. Hey, the girl walking opposite and looking around at the leading girl was none other than their own daughter.

"Zhao Zihong~Zhao Zihong~!" Zhao Zihong's father happily waved and shouted in the direction of his daughter.

"Dad~!" Zhao Zihong, who heard the voice, also discovered his parents. He rushed over happily dragging his suitcase, making Song Tang and his group laugh.

Zhao Zihong, who usually acts like a big sister at school, unexpectedly becomes a little cotton-padded jacket when she meets her parents.

Seeing Zhao Zihong throw herself directly into her father's arms, the old man stumbled and almost fell down. Her mother grabbed her collar and pulled the silly girl down, scolding her.

"Oh my god! Don't you know your own physique? Come down quickly, or you might bump into your dad."

Only then did Zhao Zihong let go of her father awkwardly, put her arms around her mother's neck, and kissed her.

At this time, Song Tang and his group also walked over with a smile, "Hello, uncle and aunt, nice to see you again."

"Little girl, I remember you. You are the prettiest girl in my Zhao Zihong's dormitory." Zhao Zihong's parents also greeted Song Tang with a smile. Mother Zhao even took Song Tang's little hand and held it.

"Girl, are you cold? This is the weather in Northeast China. You'll get used to it after two days. Make sure you dress appropriately."

In response to Zhao's mother's concern, Song Tang smiled and said, "Auntie, it's not cold. I'm wearing a lot of clothes."

After saying that, he showed off his somewhat chubby body from top to bottom.

"Okay, stop talking here and go home first. Girl, you come with me, let's go home together first."

Mr. Zhao quickly interrupted everyone and said that chatting here was not a good idea and they should go home first.

After saying this, Mr. Zhao originally wanted to help Song Tang with his luggage, but he found that Song Tang had nothing in his hands, and his things were all held in the hands of those people who looked like bodyguards behind him.

"Yes, yes, let's go home first. Let's go. I'll ask your uncle to book a hotel for you later. It's near our home and it's convenient." Zhao Zihong's mother also spoke, holding Song Tang's little hand and preparing to take her home.

This little girl is really dear to her. Her daughter has been like a boy since she was young, always noisy and boisterous. A sweet and soft girl like Song Tang is simply the dream girl of Zhao's mother.

At this time, Zhou Jing, who had been watching the scene, smiled and said, "Brother and sister, we have booked the hotel in advance. Look, the hotel pick-up staff are waiting here."

There is nothing wrong with Zhou Jing, who is in her thirties, calling Zhao Zihong's father and mother "big brother and big sister".

As soon as Zhou Jing finished speaking, everyone looked at a young man standing on the side. He was holding a pick-up sign with Song Tang's name on it and looking at everyone with a smile.

It was only then that Song Tang realized that she had been a little confused by the enthusiasm of Zhao Zihong's parents.

"Uncle and aunt, we have booked a hotel. Let's go back to the hotel to rest and then visit our family."

Father Zhao and Mother Zhao looked at each other and said, "That's fine. Go back and have a good rest first, and then come to our restaurant for dinner tonight. I'll have Zhao Zihong send you the address later. You must come. Uncle knew you were coming, so he prepared everything in advance."

Song Tang quickly smiled and nodded in agreement.

Everyone walked out together, and Mother Zhao walked beside Song Tang and talked in a low voice.

"Little girl, which hotel did you book? Don't make any mistakes since it's your first time here." Mother Zhao's worry made Zhao Zihong, who was following beside her, feel a little amused.

Good fellow, Song Tang is afraid of being ripped off when staying in a hotel? Don't you even look at where she lives?

"Auntie, I'm staying at the Ritz-Carlton. It's okay. The housekeeper has already made arrangements in advance. Don't worry."

After hearing Song Tang's words, Zhao's mother finally felt relieved, and then she felt a little emotional. When she sent Zhao Zihong to school at the beginning of the semester, she knew that this girl was rich. Sure enough, the Ritz-Carlton was the first place she went to in Bingcheng.

It was indeed cold in Ice City. Song Tang shivered as soon as he went outside. Even though he was wearing very thick clothes, he couldn't withstand the sudden cold.

Zhao Zihong's father had originally planned to drive Song Tang a ride in his Audi and then help the others get a taxi. But before he could say anything, three black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedans slowly pulled up in front of the crowd.

"Ms. Song, the hotel shuttle is here." The young man, the hotel staff member who came to pick up the guests, said to Song Tang in the center of the crowd with a smile.

Well, Mr. Zhao has calmed down. He was indeed worrying too much. A young lady like Song Tang shouldn't be worried about travel issues.

After saying goodbye to Zhao Zihong's family and agreeing to go to dinner tonight, Song Tang and Zhou Jing were led by the hotel staff to sit in the back seat of the middle Mercedes-Benz. The young man helped Song Tang close the car door and then sat in the passenger seat.

The three bodyguards got in the front car, Zhao Qi, Zhao Rui and Qiong Ying got in the back car. There were eight people in three cars, just enough space.

The convoy began to move slowly. When passing by Zhao Zihong's family next to the Audi car, Song Tang lowered the window and said goodbye to them again.

The motorcade sped away in full view of the family of three, causing Zhao's father to sigh. The cars used by other hotels to pick up guests were even fancier than his old friend's.

"Let's go, let's go home quickly. We are freezing to death." Father Zhao put Zhao Zihong's suitcase into the trunk of the Audi and called the mother and daughter to get in the car quickly.

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The Ritz-Carlton Hotel's Mercedes-Benz fleet drove steadily along the streets of Ice City. The street scene outside the car window caught Song Tang's attention. She looked out of the car window curiously, and occasionally there were some Russian-style buildings on the roadside.

Seeing Song Tang's curiosity, the staff member on the co-pilot seat started to act as a part-time tour guide, explaining to Song Tang the origins of every distinctive landscape and building they passed by along the way.

Song Tang listened carefully to the other party's explanation while feeling the Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan he was riding in.

Besides owning a Mercedes-Benz supercar, this was her first time riding in a Mercedes-Benz, and she felt pretty good about it. Speaking only of the ride and the luxurious interior, it was quite good.

Soon, the convoy stopped steadily in front of the Ice City R&F Center Building. This skyscraper, which is more than 270 meters high, is majestically located in the prosperous area of ​​Ice City, and the Ice City Ritz-Carlton Hotel is right in front of this building.

As soon as the convoy stopped, the hotel staff who had been waiting at the entrance of the building came forward to help Song Tang open the car door.

"Ms. Song, welcome to the Ice City Ritz-Carlton Hotel."