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

Song Tang, who had been having fun on Central Avenue all day, slept soundly.

Apart from the military training at the beginning of the school year, Song Tang probably couldn't remember the last time he felt so tired.

He slept until the next morning. In a daze, Song Tang felt that his right leg was a little numb and heavy, as if something was pressing on it.

Still a little confused, she straightened her waist and turned over, and kicked up her right leg. The whole set of movements was smooth and seamless.

"Meow~~!"

Then a cat's scream was heard, and Song Datou, who was sleeping soundly on Song Tang's legs, spun two and a half weeks in the air with an invincible wind and fire wheel, and was kicked to the side by Song Tang.

Song Tang was so frightened that she shuddered and sat up suddenly. She saw Song Datou standing on the bed beside her legs, looking at her resentfully.

Uh, Song Tang, who was awakened by the shock, looked into Song Dabo's eyes. At this moment, she felt a little embarrassed to be stared at by a little kitten.

Yes, Song Tang also brought the lucky little cat Song Dabotou out. Song Tang was not very reassured if he left it at home.

She knew that the little thing was particularly clingy to her right now. If she hadn't been away for such a long time, she wondered if the little kitten would become depressed.

And according to her plan, she planned to fly directly from Bingcheng to Qiongzhou Island and not return to Kyoto. In this case, Song Da Nao must be brought along on this trip.

Don’t say that pets are not allowed on airports or planes. On Song Tang’s own plane, he can even take a big wild boar with him, let alone a little kitten.

When the Ritz-Carlton in Bingcheng learned that Song Tang had a cat when he checked in, they didn't mention it at all. Instead, they thoughtfully added a lot of cat canned food and snacks to the suite where Song Tang stayed.

Rules can often be broken, it just depends on whether it's worth it. Clearly, Song Tang's status warranted the Ritz-Carlton breaking the no-pets rule for her.

At this time, on the big bed in the presidential suite, it was Song Tang who first broke the awkward situation of the man and the cat staring at each other in silence.

"Oh my, are you angry?" Song Tang pretended not to know what happened. He deliberately ignored the accusation in Song Dabo's eyes and reached out to pick it up in his arms.

While coaxing Song Datou in his arms, he reached out and pressed the call bell at the bedside.

Soon the door of the room was opened, and the person who came in was not the suite's butler, but Zhou Jing, Song Tang's personal butler.

Since Song Tang checked in this time, the suite butler arranged by the hotel has been completely useless and has become a human guide and consultant.

"Miss, are you awake? Are you hungry?" Zhou Jing walked in and asked with a smile Song Tang, who was still lying on the bed with Song Da's head in her arms. She was holding a new set of underwear in her hand, and it seemed that she was planning to let Song Tang change.

"I don't feel anything. I'm not hungry." Song Tang held down Song Da's head, who wanted to do something evil, and answered with a smile.

"By the way, I remember I fell asleep in the car? Did you carry me back?"

Hearing Song Tang's question, Zhou Jing smiled and said, "Well, Miss, you slept so soundly. It was Qiongying who brought you back."

You have to know that Zhou Jing, Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui couldn't walk so far with Song Tang in their arms, let alone carry him out of the car and back to the suite.

The male bodyguards around her would not easily have physical contact with Miss Song Tang unless in a critical moment, so the only one who could bring her back was Qiongying.

Song Tang nodded, released Song Dabo's hand, and took the clothes Zhou Jing handed over. The moment Song Dabo's hand was freed, he jumped up and ran away.

Song Tang, who had just changed his clothes and washed up, received a call from Zhao Zihong.

"I knew you'd be up late today," Zhao Zihong said with a smile on the other end of the phone. "You fell asleep in the car last night and didn't even wake up when I got out. By the way, where do you want to go today? Or should I arrange it?"

After hearing Zhao Zihong ask where he wanted to go today, Song Tang suddenly felt a little sore.

"Ah~, forget it today. I feel like it's already a big deal that I just got out of bed. Let's take a day off and fight again tomorrow."

After hearing Song Tang's words about calling it a day, Zhao Zihong smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a day off today. I can go to the restaurant and help out. Get up early tomorrow and I'll take you to the Northeast Morning Market."

"Okay, okay, it's settled. Let's go to the morning market tomorrow." Song Tang had seen short videos of bloggers sweeping through Northeast China's morning markets before, and she had long envied them. Tomorrow, she would go to the morning market to quench her hunger and be herself.

After hanging up the phone, Song Tang opened a can for Song Dabo under Song Dabo's expectant gaze, but only fed it half.

She was afraid that if she fed Song Daboo too much, he would stop eating cat food properly. The canned cat food provided by the Ritz-Carlton Hotel was quite good, and Song Daboo ate it with great relish.

"Miss, what would you like to eat for lunch? I'll arrange it in advance."

Zhou Jing appeared out of nowhere and spoke to Song Tang, who was squatting next to the cat's bowl and watching Song Dabo eat.

He took the half-remaining can of cat food handed to him by Song Tang, sealed it with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator of the hotel suite.

"I don't know. I don't want to eat in the hotel anymore. How about we go out for a meal? Oh, and how about we try a Northeastern buffet lunch?"

Song Tang, who was talking to Zhou Jing halfway, suddenly remembered that in addition to the Northeast morning market, there is another major attraction in the Northeast that is most attractive to foodies all over the country: the self-service boxed lunches.

Song Tang had long wanted to experience the Northeast's self-service boxed lunches. She had long wanted to try out the Northeast's self-proclaimed currency system at the Northeast's morning markets and self-service boxed lunches.

People joked that people in Northeast China had their own monetary system. Although Song Tang's wealth was terrifying, it did not affect her desire to participate in such happiness.

Now that we have an idea, we should execute it quickly. Zhou Jing stood up to help Song Tang match his outerwear for the trip, while Song Tang followed her eagerly in his thermal underwear.

It is said that when you visit Northeast China in winter, you should wear a big cotton-padded jacket and cotton-padded trousers, with sheepskin inside and cloth outside.

But for Song Tang, there is no need to go through so much trouble. The thermal underwear she is wearing, which looks a bit thin, is actually very valuable and can almost buy an ordinary family car.

Song Tang, dressed neatly, planned to take Qiongying and Zhou Jing out today. As for the others, she sent them away to do whatever they wanted.

Standing at the door of the room and looking at Song Da's head in the room, Song Tang was a little hesitant.

"Miss, don't worry about it. It's well-fed and well-watered. There's a litter box in the room, so it can play happily on its own."

After hearing Zhou Jing say this, Song Tang could only agree.

There was no other way. It wasn't that they didn't want to take Song Dabo with them, but they had tried to take him out yesterday. However, Song Dabo was too cold as soon as he got outside, so they had to put him back in the room.