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

The big guys in the front were greeting each other politely. Mother Qin, who was standing a little behind, looked at Song Tang with admiration as he chatted and laughed with her own husband Qin and the Ning family. Then, she glanced at her son Qin Zhaoyang beside her with regret and sighed in her heart.

Silly son, just give up when it’s time to give up. The girl in the center of the crowd, Song Tang, is already on the same level as your father and the others.

The Qin family and the Ning family, two such big aristocratic families, are polite to others. It is a jewel in the sky.

Of course, Qin Zhaoyang couldn't hear his mother's thoughts, nor would she tell him. The person who knew Qin Zhaoyang best was of course his mother, and she knew that her son must have made up his mind.

From the previous meeting at the hotel entrance to today's meeting, Qin Zhaoyang did not take the initiative to step forward twice. Mother Qin could see that her son was letting go.

Even if I don't let go, what else can I do? Seeing that I'm almost out of the pursuit of qualifications, continuing will only cause more troubles. It's better to just be friends. It's better for everyone.

Mother Ning on the side also liked Song Tang very much, but she knew that her son Ning Yu had someone he liked, and she knew Shen Aojun, a girl who was quite satisfied with her son's choice.

She loved Song Tang like an old mother loved her little girl. Of course, Mother Qin thought the same.

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"It's almost time, shall we go in?" Ning Ze, the uncle of the Ning family, looked at his watch and said with a smile.

When facing Song Tang, he had already put aside all unrealistic ideas and decided to have a normal negotiation.

"Let's go, Uncle Qin and Uncle Ning, please go first." Song Tang smiled and stretched out his hand to make way.

"Hey, no, let's go together, together." Father Qin smiled and refused, then invited everyone to join him.

They walked in front, and the others moved aside. When passing by Qin Zhaoyang, Song Tang stopped and greeted him.

"Hello aunties, Qin Zhaoyang, you are in a bad mood today. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Song Tang, who was confused, politely greeted the elders and teased Qin Zhaoyang.

"No, I was just thinking about something. Come in quickly, you are the protagonist today." Qin Zhaoyang adjusted his state and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's get down to business first and then have dinner together." Song Tang responded with a smile and continued to walk straight into the meeting room. The others followed her in.

Qin Zhaoyang walked behind, looking at Song Tang's back calmly, smiling slightly, his face full of relief. This was also good, Song Tang still regarded him as a friend, so maybe everyone would feel more comfortable this way.

Mother Qin walked beside her son and patted him on the back gently to comfort him.

Qin Zhaoyang turned his head slightly and looked at his gentle old mother in confusion, "Mom, did you take the wrong medicine? Why are you so gentle to me?"

The concerned expression on Qin's mother's face suddenly froze. This bastard, you can't be too nice to him. Thinking of this, Qin's mother angrily pinched the soft flesh on Qin Zhaoyang's waist and twisted it hard.

"Ugh...! Mom, mom, let go, I was wrong, I was wrong, if you twist me again I will scream." Qin Zhaoyang's face was distorted with pain, and he quickly covered his mouth and begged for mercy in a low voice.

Mother Qin heard him begging for mercy, and was afraid that this son of a bitch would really shout out and embarrass himself in this situation, so she angrily let go of her hand and took the arm of Mother Ning, who had been laughing for a long time, and walked forward.

"Hiss..." Qin Zhaoyang, who was gasping in pain, rubbed his waist and thought to himself as he followed behind, this is the familiar recipe and the familiar taste.

Everyone walking near him couldn't help but look at him with laughter. Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui laughed and muttered, "Miss, this friend Qin Zhaoyang might have a masochistic tendency~"

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In the large conference room, people from both sides took their seats on both sides of the huge, extra-long conference table.

Song Tang sat at the front of the line on her side. Although there were many bigwigs in the conference room, she was still at ease and not at all nervous.

Directly opposite her was Qin's father, followed by Ning Yu, Ning's uncles, and the negotiation team.

Under her is Gao Youliang, who brings with him several lawyers and accountants, as well as the young elites in the team.

Everyone else sat in the chairs along the walls on both sides of the conference table, away from the conference table.

Everything was ready and all the staff were seated. Song Tang, who had been sitting in the first seat, tapped lightly on the conference table with his fingers. Seeing Song Tang's actions, Gao Youliang stood up first, walked to the stage and turned on the projector.

"First, let's take a look at the specific data and location of the land we own, as well as the actual value we calculated."

Gao Youliang spoke on stage, while a team of young people worked on the projector. Colorful graphics and data appeared on the projector, and the business negotiations had finally begun...

For a moment, the scene was bustling and no longer harmonious as before. Both sides argued fiercely, trying to gain the greatest benefits for themselves.

These had nothing to do with Song Tang. She only needed to sit quietly until she was given a result. As for what the process was like, that was not important.

Watching the exciting negotiation between the two sides, Song Tang rested her chin on one hand and gradually lost her mind. She recalled the coal mine equity transfer between her and Shenmei Group.

Logically speaking, the value of that time was much greater than this time, but it was completed very simply.

The main reason was that the price offered by Mr. Lu was appropriate at the time, and Song Tang did not have any high expectations. The two parties basically hit it off immediately, and in the end, the legal team only had some minor details to wrestle with during the negotiation and signing of the contract.

In fact, today's negotiation was mainly for Song Tang to provide his team with an opportunity to practice.

Otherwise, according to Song Tang's temperament, as long as she thinks the price and conditions offered by the other party are suitable, she can sign the contract directly without going through so much trouble.

It can be said that Song Tang has taken great pains to increase the experience and knowledge of his team members.

Not to mention that Song Tang's eyes were already blank and his mind was wandering, at this time both sides at the negotiation table were arguing non-stop, even a small detail would take a long time to argue about.

The Qin and Ning teams were fighting for the interests of the group, and all the team members on Song Tang's side knew that this negotiation opportunity was specially reserved for them by the young lady, so in order to repay her kindness in recognizing and training them, everyone was very resilient.

Old hands like Gao Youliang often leave the opportunity to speak to the young people, and they lend a helping hand from the side, making the scene quite exciting for a while.

Father Qin sat at the head of the table opposite, sipping his tea. He was essentially the mascot of this negotiation, and with the professional negotiation team present, he hardly needed to speak.

Looking at the young people opposite him who were full of energy and confidence, and then looking at Song Tang who was still daydreaming opposite him, Qin's father smiled slightly and felt a little emotional in his heart.

The combination of the trustful and empowering young lady and the confident and enthusiastic young team is a delightful and vibrant sight.

It's true that the waves behind push the waves ahead...