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

After properly putting away the information about the Lingxiao Wumeng Bracelet, Song Tang picked up the information about the last thing he signed in for this time, which was a newly built building in the Magic City.

Even though Song Tang knew from the beginning that this thing must be worth a lot of money and was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

This building is located in Lujiazui, Pudong, Shanghai, where every inch of land is valuable. It was recently built and has been fully renovated.

It is still vacant and doesn’t even have a name, just waiting for Song Tang to become the owner.

The skyscraper, which is over 400 meters high, has a total of 88 floors, with each floor covering nearly 4000 square meters, and a total value of more than 200 billion yuan.

Such a building is quite impressive even in a place like Lujiazui in Shanghai.

After sitting on the bed and looking carefully for a long time, Song Tang finally came to his senses.

After so many check-ins, the cash in my hand is only more than 500 billion, and now this building is worth 200 billion. It's really exaggerated.

After packing up all his things, Song Tang planned to go to bed quickly because he had to set off for Shanghai tomorrow.

It took me nearly an hour to read all the information, and it was already late.

As for these things, Song Tang planned to let Qi Wei keep the sports car and wait for her to come back, and the same went for other luxury goods.

Song Tang plans to bring all the documents and information to the building in Shanghai tomorrow, so that he can take over the project personally when he arrives in Shanghai.

What puzzled her the most was the Lingxiao Wumeng Bracelet. She really couldn't imagine how this thing would be delivered to her.

Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it anymore, let’s go to bed quickly. Song Tang closed his eyes and brainwashed himself.

There will always be a way to get there. No matter how it is delivered, just wait patiently. After all, the system has its own capabilities and channels.

Just as Song Tang fell asleep on the bed, the bedroom door, which was ajar, was slowly pushed open, and two furry heads poked in, looking into the bedroom with a sly look.

The bad guy Song Da Naotou sneaked in with Song Chuyi.

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When Song Tang returned home for the holiday yesterday, he brought back three roommates with him, and everyone planned to set off together.

Zhao Zihong and Han Jing were also very excited about this trip to Shanghai and visiting Ye Jin's home.

As for the other friends, they all agreed to meet at the airport, and Song Tang also informed everyone of the take-off time of his private plane early on.

Yesterday evening, when we learned that we would be departing on Song Tang’s private jet, everyone was very happy.

Everyone knows Song Tang’s Haitang, and this time I finally have the chance to ride it.

Early the next morning, when Song Tang and the others were having breakfast, Qiongying walked in from outside the restaurant.

Seeing her eldest daughter chewing something with a dazed look on her face, Qiongying, who had just walked in, almost laughed out loud.

It seems that the eldest lady didn't sleep well last night.

Seeing Qiongying's face trying to hold back laughter, Zhou Jing and the others couldn't help laughing as well. Everyone had already laughed before.

Song Tang swallowed the food in his mouth in a daze, then raised his eyes and saw Qiongying standing at the door of the restaurant.

"Um, it's Sister Qiongying. Is there anything wrong?" Song Tang perked up a little.

She had gone to bed late last night because she was reading those materials, and was woken up in the middle of the night by those two little brats, Song Da Nao and Song Chuyi. She also got up early this morning. With all these factors combined, it would be strange if she could stay awake.

At this time, no one knew where Song Dabo and Song Chuyi had hidden. The first thing Song Tang did when she got up in the morning was to pick up the two little ones who were sleeping on their backs in her room and give them a good beating.

Qiongying looked at Song Tang, who had managed to cheer himself up, and said with a smile, "Miss, there's an old man outside the gate. Judging from his attire, he's not an ordinary man. He said he came to see you specifically."

When she said this, Qiongying was still confused. The old man looked very familiar with her young lady, which made the guards outside the door a little confused.

Especially Qiongying, Wei Wu and the other four who had followed Song Tang early on. They were very sure in their hearts that they had never come into contact with such people during the time they followed the eldest lady.

"Old gentleman? What kind of old gentleman?"

At this time, Song Tang was also a little confused. She only knew that he was an old man and under the limited conditions, she was not very sure of her own thoughts.

"Yes, an old gentleman in a long gown, dressed like a teacher in the early days."

When Qiongying was talking to Song Tang about this, she was still thinking about what happened before.

Just now, news came from the monitoring room that a strange old man walked in from the entrance of the alley and seemed to be heading towards the courtyard.

After receiving the news, Qiongying and the others went out to take a look, and indeed saw the old man walking to the gate.

The old man even greeted them with a smile, saying that he had come specifically to look for his eldest daughter, Song Tang, and hoped they could let him know.

Although everyone was very confused, they still asked Qiongying to go back and inform the eldest lady, just in case something really happened.

After Qiongying returned to the yard, Wei Wu and the others paid close attention.

Because the old man in front of them was completely invisible to them.

In their perception, if such a person is not an ordinary person, then he must be some extraordinary person.

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"You guys continue eating, I'll go out and take a look." Song Tang wiped his mouth and followed Qiongying out.

Zhao Zihong and the other two sat at the dining table, looked at each other, smiled and continued eating.

Song Tang said that he was going out to take a look, so they couldn't follow him out of curiosity.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Song Tang saw an old man with a smile on his face standing not far away.

It was just as Qiongying said. With his green gown and special temperament, he really didn't look like someone from this era.

Wei Wu and his team had communicated with the old man before Song Tang came out, and the old man also showed enough sincerity and let Wei Wu and his team do a simple check.

Song Tang smiled and took two steps forward. The first time she saw the old man, she confirmed what she had thought.

This old man must have come to deliver something to her.

Song Tang, the person assigned by the system, has a feeling about it.

It’s not that complicated, it just feels very familiar.

"Old man, what's your name?" Song Tang asked with a smile as he walked closer.

Whether it was because the old man was sent by the system and was no different from his own family, or out of respect for the elders, there was nothing wrong with Song Tang speaking first and saying hello.

"I, Chu Jiang, am unworthy of the title of sir. Today, I am here on the orders of the Patriarch to present a gift to Miss Song."

"I apologize for disturbing you."

The well-dressed and elegant old gentleman smiled and nodded after Song Tang greeted him, folded his hands in front of his chest, and bowed to Song Tang.

Old Mr. Chu Jiang is now unable to deal with Song Tang.

Modern people shake hands when they meet, and those who are closer may hug, but the old man's ancient etiquette really stumped her.

In the end, there was really no other way, so Song Tang could only imitate Chu Jiang's actions and return the gift in a very realistic way.

Although it was the first time that Song Tang had seen such an ancient ritual in reality, he still had some understanding of it.

This kind of long bow was a greeting etiquette in ancient times regardless of status and was often seen among peers.