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

As time slowly passed, this lively New Year's Eve dinner gradually came to an end. When the last program of the Spring Festival Gala, "Unforgettable Tonight", sounded on TV, the time also reached midnight, and the new year officially arrived.

"Happy New Year, Miss, may you be happy and healthy."

The mess in the living room had been cleaned up, and Song Tang was invited by Zhou Jing and the others to sit in the middle of the sofa. Everyone came forward to wish her a happy new year. The first one to come forward was the security guard who had won the lucky coin.

"Happy New Year." Looking at the lucky security guard who was wishing him a happy new year, Song Tang smiled and took out a bulging red envelope from the big box that Chen Xiong had just brought to him.

"Here, this is the New Year's red envelope. You must work hard next year."

Faced with the big red envelope handed over by his eldest daughter, the lucky security guard bowed to Song Tang again, stretched out his hands and happily took it.

The people standing nearby couldn't help but gasp in amazement at the red envelope the lucky security guard was holding. "Wow, the young lady is really generous! This red envelope looks like it must be worth at least 40,000 or 50,000 yuan."

Everyone rushed forward to greet Song Tang one by one. Their greetings were so varied and varied that Song Tang was so amused that he even handed out red envelopes faster.

This process only stopped temporarily after every ordinary employee received the red envelope.

Everyone looked at Song Tang excitedly while holding thick red envelopes. It was one thing to watch others receive red envelopes, but only when one held the thick cash in one's own hands could one feel the impact of happiness.

"Everyone still needs to work hard next year, even when I'm not here. Don't slack off. After the New Year, I'll have Butler Deng keep some records. Those who perform well this year will receive bigger red envelopes next New Year."

Everyone looked at the smiling eldest lady sitting on the sofa, nodded in unison, and shouted "Long live the eldest lady".

After they finished their fun, the second wave of people started to arrive. The first to come forward was Butler Deng from Seaview Villa. He knew that he was less experienced than the people around Song Tang, so it was his turn to go forward first.

"Happy New Year, Miss. I'm here to wish you a happy new year. I wish you eternal youth and happiness." Butler Deng clasped his hands together and bowed to Song Tang who was sitting on the sofa with a smile.

"Happy New Year, Steward Deng, thank you for your hard work. Keep up the good work next year." Song Tang smiled as he took the stack of money handed to him by Qiongying and put it on the coffee table in front of him with difficulty.

Butler Deng stared at the money on the coffee table in front of him with his eyes wide open. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Miss, this is too much. I have only been working with you for a short time."

Song Tang looked at the panicked Butler Deng and said with a smile, "It's the first time this year. Take it. Just work hard in the future."

Seeing Song Tang's attitude that would not tolerate refusal, Butler Deng had no choice but to bow again to express his gratitude and then stepped forward to pick up the heavy pile of cash. The others around him were so shocked that their eyelids twitched.

If the three hundred thousand was just a number in a bank card, it wouldn't be that obvious. But when the three hundred thousand in cash was held in my arms, the visual impact was simply too overwhelming.

Of course, this was also Song Tang’s original intention. Although these people were selected through layers of screening and had undergone background assessments, the eye-catching cash incentives would make people more excited.

Next up was Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui. After wishing Song Tang a happy new year, the two children each received a year-end bonus of 500,000 yuan in cash. They jumped for joy, and Song Tang was also filled with joy.

Don't underestimate them as assistants. They spend more time with Song Tang than the housekeeper Zhou Jing, making them his trusted confidants. In ancient times, they were considered the young lady's personal maids, the closest people to her.

Even Deng Mingli, the villa's housekeeper, did not have a higher status than these two girls in front of Song Tang.

The next turn was naturally the other four, including Wei Wu. After each of them came forward to wish Song Tang a happy new year, they also received a big red envelope of 500,000 yuan in cash, just like Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui.

Although the four of them hadn't been with Song Tang as long as Zhou Jing, Zhao Qi, and Zhao Rui, they were very important to him. Their work was also very hard, making them worthy of the red envelopes Song Tang gave them.

Each red envelope was a huge stack, wrapped in festive red paper, and felt heavy when held in the arms.

At this time, there was only one person left, who was Song Tang’s closest person, the guide who first appeared beside her, the housekeeper Zhou Jing.

"Miss, Happy New Year, may you be blessed with good health." Zhou Jing stood in front of Song Tang, her eyes slightly red and a gleam in them, but she fought hard not to cry. Today is New Year's Day, I can't cry.

At this time, Song Tang was sitting on the sofa with red eyes. She smiled and said to Zhou Jing in front of her: "Happy New Year, happiness and health."

This is the woman in front of her. She has been with her all the way since she came to Kyoto alone. She is the second person who has given her warmth and peace of mind after her deceased mother.

The true feelings between the eldest lady and the housekeeper made everyone in the room silent for a moment. The relationship between this master and servant is enviable and worth blessing.

Song Tang stood up, refused Qiongying's help, and personally took out the largest red envelope that appeared today from the big box with great effort.

"Take it. There's still a lot of life ahead of you." Song Tang put the money on the coffee table and said to Zhou Jing with a smile.

Zhou Jing nodded. The annual salary the young lady gave her was much more than this red envelope, so she wasn't as excited as the others. To her, the young lady's blessing meant more than the value of this cash.

This warm moment did not last long, because the mischievous Song Da Nao appeared at this time.

In full view of everyone, the half-grown orange cat jumped onto the coffee table, then squatted on the one million cash red envelope belonging to Zhou Jing. It meowed at the smiling Song Tang on the sofa, and it seemed that it was also wishing the young lady a happy new year.

"Oh my, I forgot about our Song Da Nao." Song Tang laughed, stood up and walked forward to hold Song Da Nao in his arms to comfort him.

Everyone around him was laughing. Some were laughing at Song Da Naotou, the clever guy, and some were laughing at Song Tang for directly shouting out the name Song Da Naotou.

Song Dabo looked at the laughing people around him and was also infected by the festive atmosphere. He meowed a few times in Song Tang's arms, and then licked her chin.

"Okay, okay, stop licking me. I'll give you a red envelope too." Song Tang was so itchy from being licked that he could only smile and push the kitten's head aside, then wink at others.

She had to think of a solution quickly, otherwise she would be disturbed to death by this jealous little cat.

Zhou Jing smiled and walked over to take out a small red envelope from the box. After opening it, she took out a piece of cash and handed it to Song Tang. Song Tang quickly took it and showed it to Song Datou, who was still in a bad mood.

"Meow~?"

Looking at the red cash in Song Tang's hand, Song Datou tilted his head, looking unhappy, and licked Song Tang's face again.