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

Led by the building security, Song Tang and his group walked directly into the building.

At this time, in the top financial and business circles of Shanghai, well-informed people already knew that the owner of this mysterious building had appeared.

After all, Song Tang and his companions came directly here in a luxury convoy without any concealment, and the security of the building also ran out to greet them. For some people, this information was enough.

Such a good building, such a good location, I don’t know how many large companies and even multinational companies have been asking around for it, but they have been unable to find the owner of the building.

However, they will still be disappointed later, because Song Tang just said that this building will only be rented to his own company, and he doesn't mind even leaving it vacant temporarily.

It’s not that no company has thought about buying this building, but all plans are destined to fail.

Not to mention that anyone who owns such a building would not sell it unless they need money urgently.

Another thing is that the construction cost of this building alone is more than 200 billion. If it were to be sold, it would be a sky-high price.

Everyone stood on the top floor of the 88th floor and looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Standing next to them were several other super-tall landmark buildings in Lujiazui.

Downstairs is the street view of the most prosperous area of ​​Shanghai, as well as the Huangpu River and the Bund.

"Not bad, better than I expected."

Song Tang stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside and muttering to himself. The others around him were a little stunned.

Even after all this, she only received a decent evaluation from Miss Song Tang? However, no one at the scene thought Song Tang was showing off.

Huang Xing had already decided which floors he wanted. If it weren't for the fact that the lease there still had a few months left, he would have wanted to move here right now.

Even just looking at the scenery downstairs every day can make me feel much better.

The staff and celebrities of Tenglong Entertainment Media don’t know yet that they will soon come to work in the most prosperous area of ​​Shanghai.

"Miss, there are two things that require your decision." Gao Youliang came to Song Tang with a few people, holding a thick stack of documents in his hands.

Song Tang turned around curiously, not knowing what Gao Youliang was talking about.

"Miss, the first thing is the name of the building. I need your opinion on this. From now on, our building will also have a name."

"Another thing is property management. The security guards here are all hired temporarily. If you don't have a property management company, you need to find a reliable one."

Gao Youliang's words made Song Tang suddenly realize.

She said that she had been feeling like something was missing for a long time but couldn't place it. Gao Youliang reminded her and she understood.

However, Song Tang does not have his own property management company now, and Menglong Group does not have any property management company-related industries. This is mainly because Menglong Group does not value the profits of property management companies.

"I don't have a property management company. So, the property management company in Jingmao Building in Kyoto is doing well. I remember I promised that chubby manager Fang."

"If they do a good job with the Jingmao Building, then it's not impossible to give this building to them."

"So, you are the most qualified to evaluate how well they are doing, Lawyer Gao. So I leave this decision to you. If you think they are doing a good job, then let them do it."

Gao Youliang nodded at Song Tang's words.

Having followed Song Tang for so long, Gao Youliang understands his young lady very well. Whatever she says is what she means, and she never pretends to be polite to others.

Gao Youliang also thought that the property management company of Jingmao Building did a very good job, so it seemed that the property management of this building in Shanghai would really fall into the hands of Manager Fang.

At this time, Manager Fang, who was far away in the property office of Jingmao Building in Kyoto, sneezed several times in a row.

He didn't know that he was about to become successful. This pie in the sky made it too easy for him to climb up the ladder.

"As for the name of the building, it's called Begonia."

Song Tang, who was bad at naming, gave the name without much thought, and this name was also within the expectations of Gao Youliang, Zhou Jing and others.

Mainly because the big things around the eldest lady, such as private jets and private yachts, all have this name, so it is not surprising that this building is called Haitang.

From now on, there will be another Begonia Center Building in the Lujiazui Financial District of Shanghai.

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After finishing their business, Song Tang and his group are now strolling on the Bund. Although the Bund during the day is not as beautiful and stunning as it is at night, it is still nice.

As for Huang Xing, he was chased away by Song Tang just now.

Everything is done now. Why are you, a grown man, always following us girls?

Hurry back to work. Are you trying to take this opportunity to skip class and leave early?

Huang Xing was halfway back to the company when he thought of what the young lady had said to him just now. He felt a little sad. He never expected that such a diligent and conscientious person like him would be considered as skipping class by the young lady.

I thought I had become the eldest lady's confidant, but unexpectedly, I was still disliked by her.

Oh, oh, I can’t think about it. The more I think about it, the more heartbroken I feel.

Fortunately, Gao Youliang and the others were also driven back, which made Huang Xing feel better.

Huang Xing was just comforting himself for a while.

Gao Youliang was truly Miss Song's confidant. He was sent back to continue investigating their company, and Huang Xing and the others were precisely the targets of the continued investigation.

Manager Fang, who was taking a nap in the Jingmao Building in Kyoto, had already received Gao Youliang's notification. He was a little dazed by the unexpected surprise and fell down as soon as he stood up.

Before the other staff around him could rush over to help him, Manager Fang climbed up nimbly with his chubby body.

"I'm rich, wahhahahaha, I'm rich~!"

The scene of Manager Fang going crazy in the office made many property staff who rushed over after hearing the noise look at each other in confusion. The fat man in front of them seemed a little abnormal?

Everyone thought that Manager Fang had been hit hard or possessed by evil spirits. Some people even took out their phones to look for a reliable Chinese medicine doctor or a spirit medium to treat Manager Fang.

Manager Fang in Kyoto was going crazy, while Song Tang's group strolled to the entrance of the Peace Hotel. Song Tang, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was recognized by many Bund tourists along the way.

But just like before, the large group of young ladies and the many assistants and bodyguards behind them were daunting, and people only dared to take pictures from a distance.

If you are brave enough to shout "Miss Black Card" from afar, you can get a smiling face from Song Tang.

Song Tang has always known that someone is taking pictures of her, but she is not unhappy. On the contrary, she sometimes makes a special gesture to the tourists who are taking pictures.

Her popularity made everyone around her, even the young ladies, feel emotional.

Just as the fans online said, Song Tang’s life is full of audiences.