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

How should I put it about personal charm? It’s something that can’t be seen or touched, but it can be felt.

There aren't many people like Song Tang who can talk and communicate with ordinary people in a friendly manner. Even Wang Zhongqing has many people online saying he's approachable.

The bigwigs who can put aside their pretensions and talk to people from different social classes on an equal footing are generally older, their rich life experiences allowing them to settle down. There are really not many young people like them.

It's either the arrogance of the children of aristocratic families, or the condescending attitude of the nouveau riche. In short, they all have a certain contemptuous attitude when dealing with ordinary people.

Song Tang, on the other hand, had no such experience. She had lived in obscurity at a young age and had experienced the vicissitudes of life, so her kindness allowed her to empathize with others.

The wind starts from the tip of the green duckweed, and the waves form from the ripples. It is not surprising that Song Tang behaves in a way that is not suitable for her age, considering her past experiences.

"Aunt Qin and Aunt Ning, it seems like you're planning to go out and have fun. I won't bother you anymore. I have to go book a room for tonight."

Wang Zhongqing spoke to Song Tang and the others, then took Lin Qianqian's hand and said to Song Tang again, "Song Tang, thank you so much for today. I'll treat you to dinner later."

Beside him, Lin Qianqian quickly echoed Wang Zhongqing's words and thanked Song Tang again. She could see that if Song Tang really refused to give up his room, her boyfriend, Principal Wang, would be completely helpless. Furthermore, she had to admit that the sensation Song Tang gave her was incredibly pleasurable.

Song Tang looked at them and said with a smile: "Hey, thank you so many times, you two should go back to your work."

Watching the backs of the two people walking towards the front desk after saying goodbye, Song Tang was still gossiping. Judging from the pattern of Wang Zhongqing's girlfriends on the Internet, it was hard to tell how long Lin Qianqian, the little internet celebrity, could stay with him.

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Song Tang's convoy was already waiting outside the hotel. It couldn't be helped, as no one else on Qiongzhou Island had prepared as well as she did.

After some pushing and shoving with the people in front of them in the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Song Tang pushed the two ladies to the back seat, and she herself got on the passenger seat.

This is a matter of courtesy and respect for seniority, and Song Tang prefers to sit in the front for a better view.

After their respective bodyguards and assistants boarded their vehicles, the Maybach S680 led the way, followed by two Bentley Flying Spurs. Under the curious gaze of passersby, the luxurious convoy slowly started to merge into the traffic on the road.

"This morning, I played with sharks for half a day, and chatted with Wang Zhongqing for a while. It's almost noon." Mrs. Qin, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the time and said speechlessly. Time passed too quickly.

Madam Ning smiled and said to Song Tang, who was sitting in the front row, "Since it's already this late, let's find a place to have lunch first, and then go sightseeing. What do you think, Tangtang?"

"I'm fine with it. I can play after dinner. I'll have enough energy to walk after I'm full." Song Tang turned around and said in the front row, making Mrs. Qin and Mrs. Ning in the back row laugh. This little girl is really a happy person.

"Then Tangtang, what do you want to eat? Or are there any dietary restrictions?" Mrs. Ning continued to ask after laughing.

Song Tang thought for a moment, "I'm not picky about food. I don't have any dietary restrictions. Besides, this is my first time on Qiongzhou Island, so I don't know anything. You aunties, just make the arrangements. I'll just be an attendant today and follow your arrangements."

"You are easier to raise than our boy." Aunt Ning said with a smile. She felt from the bottom of her heart that Song Tang was the girl she wanted.

"How about this, let's go eat dregs vinegar hotpot? That thing is quite tempting. The last time I had it was when I came here last year."

"What do you think, Tangtang? This dregs vinegar hotpot is a specialty of Qiongzhou Island. Let's try it together for lunch?"

Mrs. Qin made the decision immediately and asked Song Tang for his opinion.

After Song Tang said it was okay, Mrs. Qin directly told Qiongying, who was driving, an address. After Qiongying notified the Maybach, the lead car, the convoy changed its route and sped away according to the address provided by Mrs. Qin.

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It didn't take long before Song Tang and his two wives were sitting in a local zaocu hotpot restaurant that was particularly famous.

Although this store is not a high-end hot pot restaurant and its decoration is just average, you can tell from the flow of customers coming and going in the store that it is doing good business.

"Don't be fooled by the ordinary decoration of this restaurant, but look at how many customers it has. This is the best hot pot restaurant I know." Mrs. Qin said with a smile to Song Tang who was still looking around curiously.

Song Tang nodded after hearing what Mrs. Qin said. This store did have a lot of customers. They came quite early, and more than half of the seats in the store were already occupied. New customers came in from time to time.

The entire hot pot restaurant was filled with a strange aroma that was different from any hot pot Song Tang had ever eaten. Looking at the strange yellow soup boiling on other customers' tables nearby, Song Tang couldn't wait to try it.

After taking turns looking through the menu and choosing their dishes, they began chatting while waiting.

Seeing that some of the guests at other tables had already started eating, this short waiting time was simply torture for Song Tang, a hot pot lover.

After chatting with the two ladies about the characteristics of this dregs vinegar hot pot, Song Tang suddenly said to Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui beside him: "Don't stay here with me. I don't have anything for you to do right now."

"Go, find Sister Qiongying and the others. You guys can set up a table and order whatever you want. Everyone should try something new."

Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui nodded upon hearing this. After arranging the tableware for Song Tang and putting on a transparent disposable apron, they left to find Qiongying and the others.

It is necessary to wear this apron. Every time my young lady eats soupy dishes like hot pot, there will be oil spots on her body no matter how careful she is.

If it were at home, it would be fine, as I could change it anytime after dinner. But now I'm eating out, and I have to go out with my two wives later, so getting greasy on it is really too much...

As for the fact that they really left because their mistress asked them to go to dinner, there was nothing they could do. They knew Song Tang's temper too well. If she asked you to go to dinner, you just had to go quickly.

If you still stand here and don't leave, there is no doubt that the lady will definitely pull you to a seat and serve you the food.

So, even though there were two other ladies at the table and their assistants were watching, Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui simply left after taking care of the pre-meal matters for Song Tang.

As for whether it would affect the young lady's face in front of outsiders? I thought too much, this is the order of my young lady, and it is also my young lady's habit.

They just had to obey and do what they were told. Song Tang wasn't relying on this to gain face. He was eating while Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui, his closest friends, stood and watched? Song Tang couldn't do it, and it wouldn't taste good either.