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

Faced with the eldest daughter who was even younger than their own children and sitting in the first seat, all the bosses, led by a few smart bosses, began their own journey of flattery.

There's nothing we can do. After all, they hold the future and financial prospects of these people in their hands. Especially since the eldest lady really let these lucky ones off this time.

It may be a little difficult to make a truly elderly boss happy, but when it comes to making a little girl like Song Tang happy, these old foxes are very capable.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room was cheerful for the first time today. Song Tang, who had been laughing for a long time, rubbed his cheeks and said, "Okay, okay, enough small talk, let's get to the point."

All the bigwigs in the conference room sat up straight after hearing this. It seemed that the last highlight was about to begin.

"Tell me about your current business situation. This is my first time taking over, and there are many things I don't know at all."

"Just to be clear, everyone is safe this time, but that doesn't mean it will be like this in the future."

"Although I don't understand all of this, there are many people around me who do."

"I don't care what you did. I only care about the final result."

"If you're doing well, keep it, and there's no problem even moving up. If you're not doing well, you need to think about it yourself."

"Okay, let's start with Huang Xing. Let's talk about your current business status and future plans."

Although Song Tang's words were unpleasant to the ear, all the big guys knew that it was the truth. No matter where you are, you won't stay long if you don't get good results.

Huang Xing started speaking, followed by the heads of each country and region under him.

Although some of these people have done some dirty things, they are all very professional when talking about their own work areas.

In this way, the first serious work report finally began in the conference room, with each company taking the order.

The bosses of the thirteen Asia-Pacific branches, plus the regional managers brought by their subordinates, that’s nearly a hundred people.

Even if everyone only takes five minutes to report, the meeting will still be incredibly long.

But this is a serious matter, so Song Tang did not try to be sneaky this time.

She always sat in the first seat and listened carefully to the reports from her subordinates. Occasionally, she would interrupt and ask questions if she didn't understand something.

It was already past two in the afternoon, and the work report in the conference room was still in full swing. Many people were enduring it even though their stomachs were growling with hunger.

There was no way. The young lady was sitting there silently listening attentively. Who among us dared to complain?

Just when Huanglong Real Estate's Liu Wen's subordinate, the Baodao person in charge, was reporting on his work in a coquettish voice, a faint noise came from the front.

Everyone looked towards Song Tang curiously, but the scene they saw left all the bosses speechless.

Even the head of the Baodao region of Huanglong Real Estate, who was giving a speech, looked at his eldest daughter and forgot to continue speaking for a moment.

At this time, Song Tang took out a snow cake from somewhere on his body. As soon as he opened the plastic package and put the snow cake in his mouth and took a bite, he felt that the meeting room suddenly became very quiet.

When I looked up, I found that everyone was looking at me with dark faces, including the person who was speaking, who stopped in shock.

Zhou Jing, who was not far away, felt his eyes go dark. He slapped his forehead and turned his head to the side, and happened to meet the eyes of Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui beside him.

Several people looked at each other and saw puzzled expressions in each other's eyes.

Who is it? Who on earth had nothing better to do than stuff snow cakes into the young lady's body?

Qiongying, who was standing beside them, smiled slightly when she saw the scene before her, and then whispered to Zhou Jing and the others, "This is what the eldest lady secretly put in her pocket, and there are more than just snow cakes."

After hearing what Qiongying said, everyone realized that these things were secretly taken by their young lady in the lounge before?

No wonder then.

However, since the young lady prepared snacks for herself, it seems that these big guys still have a hard time today.

It is probably impossible for them to have food before dark.

Looking back at Song Tang who was holding a snow cake and looking awkwardly at a group of big men, Zhou Jing laughed silently in her heart. The eldest lady was going to play a prank again.

But for these big guys, it’s not a big deal to starve them for a meal, and they dare not say anything.

"Keep going, why did you stop when you were talking so well?"

"Don't look at me like that. Isn't it normal for a little girl like me to eat some snacks? Do you want to eat some too?"

After the embarrassment, Song Tang simply waved his hand, then pretended to hand forward the snow cake with a bite taken and a small crescent moon missing from it.

After the big guys came to their senses, they looked at the snow cake handed over by the eldest lady, which was missing a small crescent moon, and shook their heads wildly.

Are you kidding me? Fighting with my daughter for snacks? Do you want to die?

Although some big guys were so hungry that their eyes were blurry, they still drooled even when they saw the snow cakes that they had never even looked at before.

But faced with the eldest lady's false humility, everyone shook their heads firmly and refused.

Knowing that the young lady's modesty was just an act, if you still foolishly go up to take it, you must be really hungry.

Who would do such a thing as to lose his future for a snow cake?

Not only did everyone refuse, even the younger ones like Liu Shaojun, the head of Shenglong Pharmaceutical, patted his chest and told Song Tang that he was not hungry and could continue to drive for three days and three nights.

Song Tang was amused by him and nodded with a smile, signaling the speaker to continue reporting.

Although the other old guys had smiles on their faces, they were secretly complaining about Liu Shaojun in their hearts.

You are young and strong, you are great and noble, and you are willing to do anything to please the young lady.

It’s still three fucking days and three nights, but today alone is enough to starve us old guys to death.

Of course, Liu Shaojun knew what everyone was thinking at this time, but he didn't care at all.

Although they are all part of a large group, the companies and businesses they are in charge of do not overlap.

Apart from the eldest lady on the first seat, who can do anything to me?

In this way, the whole day passed slowly with everyone's work reports. During this time, Zhou Jing and the others took turns going out for meals under Song Tang's quiet arrangement.

Of course, the bosses also knew what these people did in rotation, but they couldn't say anything because they were in the wrong before.

Even if she was not in the wrong, the young lady was sitting there without moving. Who would dare to ask for something as stupid as eating?

In fact, Song Tang didn't really stand still.

Until the meeting ended at around 8 o'clock in the evening, Song Tang kept taking out various snacks from his pockets.

Something like meat floss patties, beef jerky, and even a small bag of spicy strips?

While others were working diligently on their work reports down there while enduring hunger, she was hissing from the spiciness up there, haha.

Seeing that the milk tea was finished, she actually took out an AD calcium milk...

While the bosses were left extremely speechless by the eldest lady, they were also complaining madly in their hearts.

What kind of clothes is the young lady wearing and what kind of pocket does it have?

Why can all these strange things be taken out? Why does it feel like this bag has no bottom at all?

Zhou Jing and the others finally understood why their eldest daughter had been able to sit back and relax. It turned out that she had secretly packed so many things.

I’m afraid that Doraemon’s dimensional pocket is sewn onto the clothes?