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

After this conflict in the nightclub, Song Tang, a young man from Kyoto, successfully suppressed most of the rich second generation in Shanghai silently.

Some other second-generation members also found out the details of the nightclub conflict through various channels.

Everyone knew that even Qin Feng and many other rich second-generations were easily defeated by the eldest daughter Song Tang.

In a short period of time, the second generation of young people were hardly seen out and about in the international metropolis of Shanghai, which indirectly led to a sharp drop in the income of many nightclubs and other entertainment venues.

The rich second generation who had not experienced Song Tang's beatings were afraid to show up.

The one-armed heroes who had experienced beatings hid in the hospital and refused to come out.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the holiday to end and Song Tang to leave the Magic City.

……

At Ye Jin's house, Ye's father and mother, who received a phone call from their daughter last night, put aside all their work and waited at home today.

Ye's father was taking care of various reception matters in the living room. After arranging the fruits and dried fruits, he took out various teas from his collection and smelled them one by one.

He also didn't know whether the girls liked to drink tea or what kind of tea they liked to drink, and he was worried and confused about it at the moment.

Apart from his own little daughter, he has never entertained any little girl.

Ye's mother was busy in the kitchen with her aunt.

The various fresh ingredients bought early in the morning are now being processed one by one by Ye's mother and aunt.

Ye's mother herself had a hard time when she was young, and all kinds of housework and cooking were not difficult for her.

She had already learned from her husband that her daughter's roommate Song Tang lived in an old villa near Sinan Mansion in Shanghai.

While busy with the work at hand, she was discussing with the aunt next to her, wondering whether her 300-square-meter apartment could catch the eye of the young lady.

The aunt also noticed that her host was a little worried, so she put down the fish she had just prepared and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I heard from the young lady about her roommate before. According to the young lady, that girl is not a difficult person to get along with."

Auntie's words made Ye's mother nod involuntarily. She also knew this truth, as she had seen Song Tang before.

But I couldn't help but worry about neglecting others.

Just as the couple were busy with their own things, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Old Ye, go open the door. My hands are wet."

Ye's mother was washing vegetables when she heard the doorbell and called out to her husband loudly.

Father Ye quickly put away the various teas in his hand, leaving the best ones outside.

"These two, one of them has the key and won't open the door, and the other one is hiding in the kitchen and won't come out. They still have to rely on me, the head of the family."

Although Father Ye was trying to encourage himself, he was still a little scared.

There was something he had never told his wife.

Yesterday, when he was at a social event, several CEOs who were usually higher in rank than him came up to him and chatted enthusiastically for a long time.

At first he was a little confused.

I've seen these people before, but they've never been this enthusiastic towards me. Is it possible they're taking something wrong today?

But soon he understood what was going on.

One of the pot-bellied CEOs smiled and lit a cigarette for Ye's father and said, "Boss Ye, do you know what happened two days ago?"

Father Ye looked puzzled. What was it? Did he need to know?

The people around knew from Ye's father's expression that this man knew nothing.

"A big incident happened in our Magic City the day before yesterday. Many rich young men were taken advantage of by a girl from Kyoto."

Someone started talking, and several people around him followed suit. Soon, Father Ye understood what they were saying.

While looking surprised, Ye's father also started muttering in his heart.

Why does that young lady from Kyoto that these people are talking about sound like their daughter's roommate Song Tang?

"It is said that many people were seriously injured that night. Even Qin Feng had an arm broken. Some people were carried out and their lives were unknown."

"These are just minor issues. I've heard everything. Someone was shot."

"I also heard from others that late that night, all the big leaders in our Magic City rushed to the scene of the incident."

"That's not the point. The point is that the leaders were all very polite to that young lady. After beating up so many top rich second-generations, she got away with it without a scratch."

Several CEOs talked at once, and with every word they spoke, the surprise on Ye's father's face grew more intense.

While he was surprised, he thought these CEOs looked like the old ladies at the village entrance, so talkative...

"Old Ye, you don't know about this."

One of the CEOs even changed his address from Mr. Ye to Old Ye, which seemed much more approachable.

"I thought your daughter told you, but someone saw your daughter playing with that young lady on the street yesterday."

"That's right, I heard there were also the daughter of Penguin Group, Mr. Lei's daughter, and so many other young girls there."

Only then did Father Ye understand why these people suddenly became so close to him. It turned out that it was because they knew the relationship between his daughter and Song Tang.

"She was my daughter's college roommate. She came to Shanghai to do some business and also to visit my home."

"But my daughter didn't tell me anything. I guess in her eyes, this is not a big deal at all."

Father Ye could only smile bitterly and briefly talk to the people around him.

People have lowered their pride and come over to ask, so how can he still pretend?

What's more, he really didn't know what happened before.

Things that happen at the level of those top rich second-generations are not something that he, a person with a net worth of just over 10 billion, can understand or experience.

If these bosses had not taken the initiative to talk to him about it today, he would have had no idea that such a big thing had happened in the Magic City.

……

"I'm coming."

Father Ye trotted to the door and opened it. Mother Ye also walked over while wiping her hands.

"Mom and Dad, I'm here with my roommates."

As soon as the door opened, Ye Jin jumped in with a smile and shouted happily.

"Good morning, uncle and aunt. Sorry to bother you." Song Tang, Zhao Zihong and Han Jing, who were outside the door, were carrying a lot of things and greeted with a smile.

"Okay, okay, come into the house quickly."

"Oh, you came here and brought so many things. Don't do that next time."

Both Ye's father and mother had kind smiles on their faces. They hurriedly invited Song Tang and the others into the house, and also took the heavy things in their hands.

"I told them they didn't need to buy anything, but they said it was their first time and they wouldn't come if they didn't bring anything."

Ye Jin also hurriedly looked for slippers for everyone.

"Just this once, don't do it again. Look at this little hand, it's all red." Mother Ye handed all the things to Father Ye to carry, and said while looking at the palms of the hands of Song Tang and the other three.

Ye's father went to put things away and made tea and poured water for Song Tang and the others. Ye's mother brought a few girls to the living room to rest.

In fact, one of the main purposes of Song Tang and the others deciding to visit Ye Jin's home was to discuss Ye Jin's future development direction.

However, no one expected that on the first day of arriving in Shanghai, Ye Jin went home and took care of the matter by himself.

So, this time I’m here as a guest, I’m really just here as a guest.