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

"Miss Song, please sit down and rest first. I'll go over and receive you."

The store manager apologized to Song Tang, and after seeing Song Tang nod, he walked straight towards the arrogant female customer who had already walked into the store and was looking around.

"I thought you were gone. I've been here for a long time and I haven't seen you anywhere." The store manager was retorted as soon as he walked up to the person and hadn't even started to speak.

Faced with such customers, the store manager could only smile.

"Miss Duan, you're joking. I was just entertaining other guests. I'm really sorry for being so negligent."

At this time, the other customers in the store were looking at the people who had just come in speechlessly. The Miss Song in front was not so exaggerated. Who are you and why are you so arrogant?

Even Song Tang stood up curiously and looked over there.

Seeing Song Tang was a little curious, Han Jing, the internet expert beside her, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I know her name is Duan Jie. She debuted last year and she has a very popular drama this year."

"Someone online said she was a big shot before, and seeing this today, it's true."

After hearing what Han Jing said, Song Tang and some people around him understood. It turned out that this was just a rising star in the entertainment industry.

She just came to the fore and didn't know how to keep a low profile. It seems that her agency is not a serious one either.

While Song Tang and the others were still gathered together whispering and gossiping, the store manager and the young star Duan Jie seemed a little unhappy.

"I'm telling you, I'm shopping at Chanel because I'm doing you a favor. I'm just asking you to close the store. What's the point of you being so reluctant?"

The little star Duan Jie pointed at the store manager angrily, her finger almost poking the store manager's forehead.

The assistant or agent around her did not try to stop her. Instead, they looked at the Chanel manager with resentment, as if their master had suffered a great injustice.

I think they just asked the store manager to close the store, but the manager refused.

You should know that there is another customer named Song Tang in the store at this time.

Not to mention the little star Duan Jie, even if the president of Chanel came in person he wouldn't dare to say something like closing the store in front of Song Tang.

"I'm sorry, Miss Duan. If you want to shop when the store is closed, you can wait. We will notify you as soon as there are no customers in the store, but it's really not possible now." The store manager has tried his best to mediate.

"I don't care. Just tell me if you can close the store now. Don't force me to complain about you." Duan Jie was still unyielding and completely disdained the solution the store manager had just proposed.

"If you notify me when the store is empty, how is that different from closing the store? Why would I need you to close the store then?"

Seeing that this unruly and domineering little star was not going to give up, the store manager stopped tolerating her and stiffened his neck to become tough.

Complain? If the headquarters knew that Miss Song was among the customers you were closing the shop for, they'd be very polite not to blacklist you.

"We can't close the store now. If you're unhappy, go ahead and complain, Miss Duan."

What level do you have to be so arrogant as to talk to us here? Even though I'm giving you face, do you really think you're a big shot?

Not to mention that Miss Song is in the store now, even if Miss Song is not in the store, I will not tolerate you if you yell at me like this.

You are just a young star who has just become popular. Let’s see how long you can last.

Duan Jie obviously didn't expect that the store manager would dare to speak to her like that.

Since she became famous because of a drama this year, no one dared to talk to her like this except her boss and those capital sponsors. Even some old seniors in the circle were polite to her.

"Okay, just wait for me." Duan Jie pointed angrily at the store manager who was no longer polite to her.

"Xiao Wang, go find the mall manager of their IFC mall. Sister Li, call Chanel to complain."

"You two, clear everyone out of here. I'm going to close the store today and see what you can do."

While Duan Jie was giving tasks to her assistant agent and bodyguard, she glanced sideways at the indifferent Chanel store manager next to her with a look of disdain.

If you are rude to me, I will show you what it means to be rude.

It has to be said that those who seek death will eventually get their death. If Duan Jie had just complained to the mall or Chanel, it wouldn't have been a big problem, but she actually dared to let her bodyguards clear the Chanel store?

What's the difference between this and seeking death? You should know that there is a big Buddha sitting in the store.

Not to mention her, even the bosses and financiers behind her would be scared if they packed up their bags together.

At this time, the big commotion at the Chanel store has attracted the attention of many passers-by in the mall.

There were already some passersby watching Song Tang's exaggerated shopping spree here, and now there were even celebrities making a scene in the Chanel store, so in a short period of time, more and more people gathered outside the door to watch.

The customers in the store knew something was wrong as soon as they saw the situation. Those who could go shopping at Chanel were considered to have some money. How embarrassing would it be if they were forced to leave?

Seeing Duan Jie's two bodyguards walking towards the crowd, several customers in the store looked around and moved to Song Tang and the others without any prior agreement.

I think the safest place in the store right now is with Song Tang.

Didn't you see that even when the other party's two bodyguards were approaching, this young lady was still watching the fun with a smile on her face, and it seemed that she was not worried at all.

Song Tang and the others' calm and relaxed demeanor made everyone feel a little more at ease, but also caused the two bodyguards who were approaching to murmur in their hearts.

These people didn't look like they were easy to mess with, especially the ones standing behind the young lady who looked like bodyguards, staring at the two of them with unfriendly faces.

Just as Duan Jie's two bodyguards were standing in front of Song Tang and the others, hesitating, Duan Jie's domineering voice came over.

"What are you two dawdling for? It's so hard to clean up a few people, what else do you want to do?"

"Can you still do this? If not, then pack your bags and get out!"

Just as the two bodyguards were urged to go by Duan Jie, a group of salesgirls and salesmen in the Chanel store came to Song Tang and the others at the manager's signal, and all stood in front of Song Tang to block them.

The store manager was fighting with Duan Jie personally. As for Miss Song, she couldn't let Song Tang suffer any injustice even if one of her own people was injured, otherwise the headquarters would tear her apart.

Seeing that the conflict in the store was about to break out, the mall manager of IFC was also exhausted and panting. He brought a group of security guards and rushed over here. However, the team behind him looked strange.

Just now, when the manager received the call and learned that the complainant was a celebrity, he got a headache. It is the most troublesome when public figures like these cause trouble, and it is not appropriate to deal with it too lightly or too harshly.

Just as he was rushing over, he received another call from the Chanel store.

When he learned that Little Star was going to clear the place and that Miss Song, a black card holder, was among the customers in the store, the manager of the IFC almost went crazy.

He and a group of security guards ran towards the Chanel store like crazy, using all his strength.

He had never run so hard for his life since leaving school many years ago.