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

The setting sun in the sky was slightly red. Standing under the bright sky, Song Tang took a long breath of fresh air. The short journey just now seemed like a nightmare.

Now she could finally turn around. The dark exit not far behind her was like a monster's mouth that could devour people. Song Tang knew that was the direction of hell.

Figures with heavy steps slowly walked out of the darkness, and their tear-stained faces looked heartbroken.

One, two..., ten, a hundred.... One by one, those who walked out of that despairing abyss and black hole seemed to be sent out of hell and pushed into the human world by the hands of their deceased ancestors.

All the people who came out, like Song Tang at this moment, stood there for a long time and were unwilling to leave. They all looked back deeply at the darkness they had just experienced, as if they wanted to keep it in their memory forever.

Song Tang discovered that everyone here was like himself, as if they had an extra strength. It was a cry, it was indomitable, it was the angry roar of a great nation.

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The setting sun is stained with blood, spreading across the earth.

Everyone who leaves here under the red light seems to be reborn.

Elderly people wore expressions of relief, passionate young people's eyes grew resolute, and frightened children gradually calmed under their mothers' soothing care, transforming their fear into food for courage.

Everyone in Song Tang's team followed her silently until they were about to get on the car. Song Tang turned back again and looked deeply at the crime evidence exhibition hall in the distance.

Zhou Jing, Wei Wu and others who were originally following behind her were now facing her.

Everyone saw in Song Tang's tearful eyes an expression that they would never forget in their entire lives.

Tears rolled in her eyes that were as beautiful as stars, containing a hint of fear that had not yet dissipated, a heart-wrenching sadness, a memory that she was unwilling to forget, and an unforgettable hatred.

The myriad of complex emotions hidden in Song Tang's tearful eyes as he gazed into the distance stunned everyone whose eyes were still slightly red.

It was not until all these emotions slid down everyone's face with a tear that they woke up as if from a dream.

Zhou Jing quickly stepped forward and hugged Song Tang, who was still standing by the car door, unwilling to get in. The brokenness she felt at that moment made her feel incredibly heartbroken. No one had expected this trip to leave such a sentimental young lady so distraught and heartbroken.

Qiongying, Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui also gathered around to check on Song Tang's condition. Wei Wu and the others looked at each other and turned around at the same time, leaving the space behind them to these women to comfort the young lady.

After a long time, when Zhou Jing felt that the lady in his arms was no longer trembling, he slowly let her go.

"Miss, don't be sad. Just remember it. If the spirits of these ancestors in heaven see how much you care for them, they will be comforted."

After hearing Zhou Jing's words, Song Tang nodded slowly. Her tears for the day had already dried up with the last teardrop that had just fallen.

"Sister Zhou, check if this place accepts social donations. If so, donate 300 million."

"Also, inform Lawyer Gao that after all planned matters are completed, two charitable foundations should be established."

"After we have connected all the links, we will do it ourselves. We will not donate to other organizations, nor accept external donations. Each fund will initially inject 500 million yuan for operation, and will increase or decrease it annually as appropriate."

This can be said to be one of the biggest expenses Song Tang has ever made since she changed her life. Although her tone was weak, she spoke with certainty.

"One is to provide assistance and support to survivors, veterans, military families, martyrs' families, and orphans. The other is to engage in social charity, providing aid to students, the disabled, and the poor."

After saying all this in one breath, Song Tang lay down limply in the car as if all his strength had been drained away. Zhou Jing, who was about to agree, was so shocked that she almost screamed.

Qiongying hurried forward to check, until she found that her young lady was just exhausted due to the sudden relaxation after being extremely tense. Now everyone felt relieved.

Everyone quickly got in the car and went home. The young lady's current condition required a thorough checkup and rest.

A group of three cars quickly drove away from this place with a heavy and depressing atmosphere and sped towards the Ritz-Carlton.

In the Rolls-Royce Phantom in the middle, Song Tang was sleeping in Zhou Jing's arms with his eyes closed. Zhao Qi, who was sitting in the front, kept looking back worriedly.

Zhou Jing used her eyes to signal to Zhao Qi that she was alright, then she held the sleeping Song Tang in her arms, gently patting and rocking him. She mumbled something, but no one could make out what she was saying. Only her eyes, reddening once again, revealed her sadness.

Maybe she's still blaming herself? If she had simply given up on the trip when she hesitated at the beginning, would everything have been fine?

However, the decision to go to the exhibition hall was made by the young lady herself. Zhou Jing, who had been with Song Tang the longest, knew that her young lady had a stubborn nature and some of the things she decided on could not be taken back.

At this moment, Song Tang, who was sleeping in Zhou Jing's arms, suddenly trembled all over, as if he had dreamed of something terrible. He struggled in panic and slapped around randomly.

Zhou Jing no longer cared about being sad, and quickly took Song Tang's hands in her arms, hugged her tightly and coaxed her softly. After a while, Song Tang, who had experienced the nightmare, calmed down and fell into peace again.

Only her slightly red face and the beads of sweat on her forehead proved that she had just experienced something bad in her dream.

Zhou Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The young lady was too sensitive and fragile. She had a special ability to empathize, which made her always fall deeper than others when she went through something.

Seeing that Song Tang finally calmed down again, Zhao Qi, who had been worried in the front seat, breathed a sigh of relief. As for Qiongying, who was driving, she secretly stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed again.

The Audi car leading the way saw the Rolls-Royce Phantom flashing its lights and accelerating in the rearview mirror, and understood what the other party meant. It stepped on the accelerator and instantly increased its speed again.

Everyone tacitly wanted to return to the hotel as soon as possible. At this time, the private doctor who had received the news in advance was already waiting at the door of the hotel suite.

They hurried along at lightning speed, and soon a group of three cars stopped steadily at the hotel entrance. The hotel manager, who had received the news in advance and brought his private doctor upstairs, was already waiting here with an anxious look on his face.

It was still Qiongying who took action and carried Song Tang out, who was still sweating even in his sleep. Zhou Jing took a coat and put it on Song Tang's head to prevent him from catching a cold due to the sudden drop in temperature outside the car.

Under the curious gazes of some passers-by, the group hurried back, and the accompanying hotel manager jogged to press the elevator button in advance and waited.

Soon Song Tang was carried back to the big bed in the bedroom of the presidential suite.

Song Dabo in the room was startled at first by the number of people, but soon discovered that his owner was soundly asleep.

Contrary to its usual behavior, it did not jump around and make trouble, but instead carefully and obediently nestled back in the crook of Song Tang's neck, snoring as it accompanied its owner.

The private doctor who wanted to examine Song Tang initially wanted to move Song Tang's head away, but he didn't expect that the little cat would snort at him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Hiss...!" Song Da's hair stood on end. He opened his mouth wide to reveal his small fangs and stared at the private doctor fiercely.

Not only was the private doctor shocked, but even Zhou Jing, Wei Wu and others were also shocked.