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

Two hours later, Ye Jin sat in Song Tang's old villa and looked around curiously. The girls around him were chattering about where to go for fun today.

After she called Song Tang in the morning, she was going to come over to play with them. Father Ye, who was planning to drive his daughter there himself, almost swore in shock when he saw the address given by Song Tang.

Sinan Mansion, an old Western-style house? Old Shanghainese like him are very familiar with this.

Ye Jin felt like laughing when he thought about his father's muttering along the way. Song Tang really scared Ye's father.

Since most of the important business I had to do in Shanghai this time was completed yesterday, the rest of the time was just for sightseeing.

By the way, there is one more thing, which is to take some time to visit my old friend Zhang Shaoyang.

Now that I'm in Shanghai, it would be a shame not to visit my old classmates and friends.

But there was no rush. Song Tang patted his forehead and put Zhang Shaoyang, whom he had just thought of, behind his mind.

Poor Zhang Shaoyang didn't know that Song Tang had remembered him and thrown him aside again. He and several roommates were lying in the dormitory of Modu Finance.

In the afternoon, Song Tang and a group of girls were strolling and shopping in the IFC Center in Shanghai when they received a call from Qin Zhaoyang.

"Tangtang, we're already in Shanghai. This time we're mainly here to support our friend's nightclub. I'm calling you guys to come and play with us tonight."

Qin Zhaoyang made an excuse, but he didn't dare say that Ning Yu wanted to find Shen Aojun.

But this time I happened to come here when a nightclub was opening for someone I know, so this is true.

When he heard about going to a nightclub, Song Tang couldn't help but feel a little curious.

So far, she has only been to the flower sea in Kyoto, and her main focus is on performing arts.

"Sure, I'll ask who's going later. We have a lot of people here."

Song Tang still wanted to go and take a look. With so many friends together, including Wei Wu and the others, she didn't think she would be in any danger.

When everyone heard Song Tang say that they were going to a newly opened nightclub in the evening, they nodded in agreement excitedly.

We are all young people, how could we not be interested in going to nightclubs?

Qin Zhaoyang also received Song Tang's message and repeatedly said that he would ask his friends to reserve the biggest and best booths for these girls.

As for the private room, forget it. Song Tang doesn't want to go to a nightclub and play in the private room. It would be better to find a KTV.

In the evening, a famous private restaurant in Shanghai.

In addition to Song Tang and her group of girls, even Qin Zhaoyang and his friends came over to eat for free.

It was already very late when Song Tang and her friends finished shopping. Going to a nightclub on an empty stomach was not a good idea, but fortunately, Zhou Jing, the thoughtful housekeeper, had found a place and booked a table early.

The girls were having fun eating, chatting and having fun, but Qin Zhaoyang and the others were pitiful.

They had been staying in Wang Zhongqing's villa in Shanghai. Seeing that it was almost time, they planned to have dinner with Song Tang and the others. However, when they called, they found out that they were already having dinner.

This is because the two parties did not make it clear during the previous phone call.

Song Tang thought that Qin Zhaoyang and the others would go to the nightclub with her directly after dinner, while Qin Zhaoyang thought they would have dinner together first.

The final result was that Song Tang and his friends slowed down to wait for Qin Zhaoyang and the others after eating half of their meal, and at the same time notified the restaurant to add more dishes.

Wang Zhongqing and his men rushed over as quickly as possible.

It was already past nine o'clock when we arrived, mainly because it took a lot of time to get here.

Wang Zhongqing and Qin Zhaoyang were so hungry that they wolfed down their food, not caring at all about the laughing looks of the girls present.

Ning Yu, who shamelessly rubbed against Shen Aojun, was much more elegant. Even though he was very hungry at the moment, he didn't want to be too rude in front of Shen Aojun.

What he didn't expect was that Shen Aojun actually picked up some food for him.

Ning Yu just smiled and looked up at Shen Aojun beside him, but was rejected by the shy Shen Aojun with a stern face.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat. I don't think you're hungry."

Ning Yu smiled and quickly lowered his head to eat. The slightly shy Shen Aojun looked even more beautiful, but he couldn't look at her for too long.

If the other party gets angry and embarrassed, he will be in big trouble.

Everyone in the room saw the funny interaction between the two, and they just laughed secretly.

It's always interesting to watch other people being ambiguous and in love, and that sour smell is simply intoxicating.

After Wang Zhongqing and his friends had eaten and drunk their fill, they sat down to drink tea and chat to help digest the food before they decided to get up and set off.

There’s no point in going to the nightclub too early, and we’re not in a rush to see a performance this time.

Qin Zhaoyang and the other three were driving sports cars. Seeing Song Tang and the other girls giggling as they got into a long line of brand new, shiny Maybachs, they couldn't help but feel jealous and began to dislike their own sports cars.

It was already tiring enough to drive all the way from Wang Zhongqing's villa to here. Now after dinner, I have to drive to the nightclub. My waist aches just thinking about it.

However, no matter how sad they were, they had to drive ahead and lead the way after receiving Song Tang's WeChat message.

Song Tang and the others didn't know where the nightclub they were going to was.

Three supercars led the way, followed by a long line of Maybach cars as they drove through the bustling streets of Shanghai at night for more than 20 minutes.

Just as Song Tang was talking to Ye Jin beside her, the cell phone suddenly rang.

The incoming phone ringtone was normal, but Song Tang's heart suddenly started beating fast and his brows furrowed.

It was a call from Zhang Shaoyang. As soon as Song Tang pressed the answer button, a panicked female voice came from the other end.

"Bai Tang, help~!"

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Generally, large nightclubs will do enough publicity before opening, so Zhang Shaoyang and his roommates also knew the news.

Thinking that they were free anyway, Zhang Shaoyang and his roommates decided to go out and have some fun.

Unlike Song Tang and the others who had reserved big cards in advance, they walked slowly and leisurely until after ten o'clock.

The four people from Zhang Shaoyang's dormitory arrived at the place early.

When a large nightclub like this opens, if ordinary people want to join in the fun, it’s best to go early, otherwise they probably won’t even be able to get a table.

The charm of Shanghai is at its peak at night, and the bustle in front of nightclubs is even more exaggerated.

The lights were flickering, and countless young men and women dressed in trendy and cool clothes gathered in groups of three or five to chat and laugh.

The roar of sports cars could be heard from time to time, causing a burst of exclamations and onlookers.

Zhang Shaoyang and the others arrived early enough.

Having been studying in Shanghai for so long, Zhang Shaoyang, as a rich second-generation, has also been to many nightclubs, so he happened to know a marketing person who had just switched to this place.

"Mr. Zhang, you are here. The table you asked for is reserved for you. Shall we go in now?" asked the young marketing guy with a smile.

Zhang Shaoyang nodded. They were all men, and there was no one waiting for them outside, so it would be better for them to go in early.

Since there were only four of them, Zhang Shaoyang and his friends didn't bother to reserve a booth and just sat down at the table.

Considering the size of the nightclub today, you're lucky to be able to book a single table.