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

Early the next morning, everyone gathered in front of the breakfast shop where they had agreed to meet in advance.

Ten off-road vehicles of various shapes were parked neatly on the roadside, attracting the attention of many early-rising workers passing by.

In addition to the people who were traveling with them, there were also some friends who could not go with them and came to see them off.

However, these people didn't seem to be very interested, and there was some envy and regret in their eyes.

It’s no problem to go sand-walking or camping for a day or two around the city.

However, if we were to travel as far as Song Tang and the others this time, the conditions would not allow it as there would be too many constraints.

So, some things must be done when you are young, otherwise you will get old if you don’t do them.

Getting old is not the point. The point is that when you have a family and children, the responsibilities will not allow you to live your true self, unless you are completely financially free.

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With Zheng Long’s shout of “Let’s go” on the lead vehicle, the Western Grand Loop Tour officially began.

Amid the envious gazes of all the friends who came to see them off and their constant reminders to be careful on the road, the convoy gradually moved away and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

After leaving the city, the convoy went directly onto the highway. Although it was midsummer, because this place is located in the northwest, there were still vast wilderness and Gobi on both sides of the highway, with occasional green embellishments.

With Zheng Long, an experienced veteran, driving the lead car, everyone just needs to keep a safe distance and follow.

Along the way, the radio in the car was like a small voice group chat room, and everyone was chatting excitedly.

Especially those who, like Song Tang, are traveling long distances by car for the first time, are full of curiosity about everything along the way.

The first stop after leaving Urumqi is the neighboring Ning Province. Everyone plans to stop for a rest and have lunch in Yinshi, the capital of Ning Province, before continuing on their journey.

Because the two places are so close, most people in Wushi have been to Yinshi and its surrounding areas.

Even Song Tang had been here before with Shi Mei and Li Wenwen, so everyone who was already familiar with the place did not plan to stop in Yin City.

The car was not fast on the road, so it took more than two hours to reach Yin City. Everyone drove directly to the most famous restaurant here to eat beach lamb, which was eaten with their hands.

After parking the car, Song Tang looked at the shop sign in front of her and felt a sense of realization. Shi Mei and Li Wenwen, who came to her side, also sighed.

This restaurant is the one where Song Tang ate when Shi Mei and Li Wenwen took her to Yin City for shopping and sightseeing when she first made her fortune.

I didn't expect that after so long, Song Tang has changed a lot and came back here to revisit the old place.

Because they arrived early enough, there were enough seats in the store for more than 20 of them. Of course, Song Da Nao was still in the car, while Song Chuyi was walking on the side of the road by Feng Bo.

The exaggerated convoy parked at the door and Song Chuyi being walked by Feng Bo still attracted a lot of people's attention. However, Song Tang and the others had already entered the store, leaving Feng Bo, who was walking the dog, to deal with it.

More than 20 people sat at several tables, and the steaming hot plate of beach lamb made those who didn't eat breakfast seriously drool.

The hand-pulled mutton from Ning Province and the hand-pulled mutton from Meng Province are somewhat similar but also different. In short, they each have their own characteristics.

Wei Wu quickly ate his fill, then took some meat and went out to exchange for Feng Bo.

At this time, Feng Bo was surrounded by some enthusiastic local young ladies.

Of course, the target of these girls was not this rough old man, but the majestic Song Chuyi.

At first, no one dared to approach Song Chuyi because of his cold appearance.

The situation on the scene changed completely until a brave young lady learned from Feng Bo that Song Chuyi was well-trained and would not bite.

Looking at Song Chuyi's furry black face being held and kissed by the brave young ladies, Feng Bo was so envious that his drool was about to flow.

It really showed a scene where people were worse than dogs.

This was the scene Wei Wu saw when he went out with the meat.

Song Chuyi sat on the ground, surrounded by a group of young ladies, who were kissing him affectionately, with a helpless look on his face, while Feng Bo stood aside, pulling the leash, with jealousy in his eyes.

Wei Wu just laughed out loud, thinking that his little brother would actually be envious of a dog.

But looking at Song Chuyi who was still being kissed all over, Wei Wu understood that there is a difference between a single dog and a popular single dog.

The first time Feng Bo saw Wei Wu, his eyes were filled with relief. Finally, someone came to help him.

"Brother, I finally waited for you. Come on, I'll give it to you, give it to you." Feng Bo stuffed the leash into Wei Wu's hand, turned around and left this place that made him sad.

However, when he walked to the door of the store and looked back unintentionally, he was not only sad, but also completely broken.

Wei Wu, holding a leash in one hand and a dog bowl in the other, was actually surrounded by two or three young ladies. Looking at the smiling faces of those young ladies, it seemed that they were having a happy chat with Wei Wu?

Feng Bo broke through the defense directly and never looked over there again.

Even when he returned to the dining table, he kept eating, as if he wanted to vent all his unhappiness on the mutton.

This scene filled everyone at the same table, including Song Tang, with confusion.

"Feng Bo, eat slowly, there's no rush. We have enough time." Song Tang looked at Feng Bo and was afraid that he would choke himself.

Hearing his young lady's concern, Feng Bo swallowed the mutton in his mouth, and then said to Song Tang miserably: "I was walking Song Chuyi outside, and a group of young ladies surrounded him and hugged and kissed him, but no one paid any attention to me."

After hearing what Feng Bo said, everyone burst into laughter. Some people with a low sense of humor were even choked and started coughing.

"You are jealous of a dog? There is no need to be jealous. Maybe those young ladies already have a partner and they are just dog lovers." Song Tang smiled and comforted Feng Bo.

"Miss, it's not like that." Feng Bo's expression became even more embarrassed after hearing what Song Tang said. He was afraid of comparison in everything.

"After Wei Wu left to replace me, I walked to the door and looked back. There were actually several young ladies chatting with him, and they looked quite happy. You know, apart from asking me if dogs bite people, they didn't pay any attention to me anymore."

As soon as Feng Bo finished speaking, everyone lost their composure and their previously reserved chuckles instantly turned into bursts of laughter.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay. Maybe he's just asking Wei Wu for some information about Song Chuyi."

His own bodyguard was hit hard. Even though Song Tang knew that Feng Bo was mostly acting, he had to comfort him again.

Song Tang's words made Feng Bo, who was trying to turn his grief and anger into food intake, freeze. He couldn't help but look up at his smiling young lady.

"Miss, don't lie to me. Although I'm still single, I can still see some things."

"They are not what you said at all. Didn't you see how happy those girls were laughing around Wei Wu?"

"Although Wei Wu is the old squad leader, he stole my work. What do you think those girls like about him? I'm a handsome man, right? Can they ask me for information about the dog?"

Faced with Feng Bo's doubts, Song Tang was also a little confused. Logically speaking, Feng Bo's appearance was better than Wei Wu's.

"Why would you ask so many questions? Maybe Wei Wu is just the type those girls like. You also said that only two or three girls talk to him. Who can say for sure about such things?"

Zhou Jing's words put the final nail in the coffin, completely dispelling Feng Bo's last bit of fantasy. He could only focus on the mutton in front of him.

"Don't worry, it's okay. If there are people who like his type, there will be people who like your type. You will meet them in the future."

Song Tang was still good at comforting people, and her words at least made Feng Bo smile a little.