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

The top floor of the Jingmao Building is an entire floor dedicated to Song Tang alone, and it is spacious enough.

At this time, hundreds of people gathered in the office floor of more than 3000 square meters, but it was quiet and silent.

The secretary girl who had been guarding here alone timidly served tea to Song Tang who was sitting in the boss's chair, and then hid aside carefully.

She had no qualifications to get involved here, and the many big men and expressionless young ladies in front of her who looked like chicks waiting to be slaughtered made her dare not even breathe. She could only hide in an inconspicuous corner and observe quietly.

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Song Tang sat in the boss chair, his left hand resting on the huge desk, tapping the table lightly one by one. The faint but crisp tapping sound was like a huge hammer hitting the heart of everyone present.

This stressful scene lasted for nearly five minutes, and everyone stood quietly and endured it for five minutes.

Zhou Jing, Gao Youliang and others felt relatively relaxed standing aside. After all, they were all Song Tang's confidants and knew that their young lady's display of power was not directed against them.

The hundreds of business elites standing obediently opposite Song Tang's desk were all panicking at this moment. Some of them even had sweat on their foreheads, but they didn't dare to reach out and wipe it.

"Wei Wu, close the door."

Seeing that the huge clock hand on the office wall was about to reach nine o'clock, Song Tang said softly.

Wei Wu, who was standing not far from Song Tang, nodded and signaled with his eyes to the bodyguards standing at the door.

Just as the door was about to be closed, hurried footsteps and breathless shouts were heard outside.

"Wait a moment, Miss, wait for us~"

The bodyguard who was closing the door glanced outside when he heard this, then turned back to look at his eldest daughter.

The business elites standing in front of the desks separated to both sides early, leaving Song Tang with a direct line of sight to the door.

Song Tang looked up at the clock and nodded to the bodyguard at the door.

There are still more than ten seconds, which can be accommodated. After all, I did say it would be until nine o'clock sharp.

Just when there were only a few seconds left, a middle-aged man rushed in from outside with four or five people.

Huang Zhen, who had just entered the room, didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He ran directly to Song Tang's desk under the gaze of everyone present.

"My apologies, Miss. We were almost there when we ran into a traffic jam. We couldn't leave the car behind and have someone look after it, so I brought some people over here."

Huang Xing and his subordinates behind him were sweating profusely, which made Song Tang believe that these people really ran over.

Huang Xing was also nervous at this time. As soon as he entered the door, he felt the solemn atmosphere of the scene, but he didn't care about that just now.

He had to explain everything to the young lady immediately, hoping that the young lady would let him go because he responded immediately after receiving the notice.

"Huang Zhen? Huang Zhen from Tenglong Entertainment?"

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was sweating profusely but acting cautiously, Song Tang asked curiously.

She recognized Huang Xing's voice without him introducing himself.

Of course, she had also seen the detailed information and photos of these people.

Seeing that the young lady not only did not get angry and blame him, but instead looked curious, the old man Huang Xing knew in his heart that the young lady had no opinion about him.

"Yes, Miss, I'm Huang Zhen from Tenglong Entertainment. I spoke to you on the phone earlier."

Song Tang nodded, smiled and waved to Huang Xing, signaling him to go to the side and rest, then continued to look at the group of big men in front of him.

Everyone could see that Song Tang was very satisfied with Huang Xing. Some of the bigwigs who had spoken to Song Tang on the phone before were also feeling quite relaxed at this moment.

It seems that the eldest lady of this family will be lenient towards those who have proactively reported in advance. After all, Huang Xing's example is right in front of her.

And those big guys who had been putting on airs or didn't take Song Tang seriously before are now feeling uncomfortable.

Song Tang stared at them with a not-so-sharp gaze, making them feel for the first time that time was so unbearable.

It was already past nine o'clock and the door to the office floor was closed by the bodyguards.

The sound of the door closing behind them made everyone's heart skip a beat. The time had come, and it looked like the eldest lady was going to take action.

Everyone hung their heads and dared not move, waiting to be nominated by the eldest lady.

"Is everyone here?"

Just when everyone lowered their heads, Song Tang's clear voice came from the front.

Zhou Jing and Gao Youliang looked at each other, then walked to Song Tang and took out a document and handed it to Song Tang.

"Miss, I just checked and everyone is here."

Song Tang took the information Zhou Jing handed over and went through it, then looked up and scanned the people in front of him.

Everyone probably knew that the young lady was counting the number of people, so they all raised their heads so that the young lady could see their faces and not count them as absent.

At this moment, the young lady with a stunning face in front of them was like a sword hanging over their heads, which could be chopped down at any time and cut off all their escape routes.

Seeing that everyone in front of him was so cautious, Song Tang couldn't help but smile after looking around.

Tsk, I thought they were all so awesome, but they were all indifferent when they received the news that I was taking over.

Now that I'm at the scene, it's just like this. So I still feel scared? It's good to know how to be afraid.

So, Song Tang sat and everyone else stood.

The atmosphere, which had been a little lively since Huang Xing's entry, became quiet again. Everyone seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats.

After a long time, when some people began to panic so much that their legs were shaking and trembling, Song Tang's voice came from the front like a sound from nature.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

Everyone was refreshed, as the previous suffering was too unbearable.

Now, whether you stick your head out or hide it, you will be cut. No matter what the result is, let's start quickly. I really can't stand it anymore.

All the heads of the companies present stood together with their people, and at a glance they looked like small groups.

Gao Youliang walked over to Song Tang and placed a thick document on the table in front of her.

At this time, Song Tang's face was finally no longer cold.

She smiled and picked up the documents on the table and casually flipped through them. Everyone was staring at her every move with intense attention.

Every word and every decision this little girl makes next may determine the future and prospects of everyone present, and even life and death, so everyone has to be careful.

"I think you all should understand one thing."

Song Tang's slightly cold voice echoed in the quiet office, making everyone shudder.