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

"Come on, come on, open a crab and eat it. Auntie will help you."

At the dinner table, Ye Jin's parents and roommates sat together harmoniously.

Mother Ye happily planned to peel the crabs for the girls herself, and Song Tang and the others had a hard time declining.

Mr. and Mrs. Ye were so enthusiastic that they were almost overwhelmed.

Ye's father and mother did not give any special treatment to Song Tang because of his special identity. They were equally enthusiastic towards everyone.

These girls are all my daughter's best friends. It's nonsense to treat them differently.

Their family situation doesn't require them to please anyone, as long as they have enough money for their daughter to spend.

And judging from what his daughter has always said about Song Tang, this girl is also a kind and fair person.

If you treat people differently, it may cause them to be disgusted.

Just let nature take its course.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room to digest the food and chat.

Song Tang is now exposed to a lot of business matters, and he and Ye's father have some topics to talk about.

Seeing that Song Tang and Ye's father were talking seriously, Ye Jin took Han Jing and Zhao Zihong to visit his bedroom and some of the girls' collections.

Mother Ye also smiled and let Song Tang chat first while she went to make some juice.

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At around four o'clock in the afternoon, after watching Song Tang and the others drive away in the underground garage under the protection of a group of bodyguards, Ye's father and mother returned home.

Ye Jin also went out to play with Song Tang and the others. Now only Ye's father and mother, and the aunt who was resting in the nanny's room were left at home.

Seeing her husband sitting silently on the sofa in the living room, seemingly lost in thought, Ye's mother couldn't help but feel curious. She sat down next to Ye's father and asked softly, "You seem to have something on your mind. Tell me about it."

Father Ye was interrupted by Mother Ye's words. He smiled and put his arm around his wife's shoulders and said, "It's nothing serious. I'm just a little emotional."

"Tell me about it." After hearing what her husband said, Ye's mother became even more curious.

Father Ye sorted out his thoughts and feelings for a while, then looked at Mother Ye and said seriously, "You know what our family business is about, right?"

Hearing this, Ye's mother nodded and said, "I know. One is in decoration and the other is in logistics."

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Ye's mother was almost getting anxious because of her husband's pretentious behavior.

Father Ye smiled and shook his head. Seeing that his wife was about to lose her temper, he quickly said, "No, no, don't be anxious."

"You were all elsewhere just now. Miss Song Tang and I talked a lot about these things."

"She handed over the building lighting project of the Begonia Center Building in Lujiazui to me." Ye's father said with emotion.

Hearing that it was not a bad thing, Ye's mother felt relieved but also became curious.

"Haitang Center Building? In Lujiazui? Never heard of it?"

It was normal for Ye's mother to be confused, after all, no one outside knew that Song Tang had named the building.

"Yes, the Haitang Center Building, that new building over 400 meters tall next to those landmark buildings in Lujiazui."

"We passed by it before and were impressed. It would be great if we could decorate it."

After Ye's father finished speaking, Ye's mother suddenly realized that it was the building that everyone in the Magic City was staring at.

But then she realized what was going on and exclaimed, "You mean that building belongs to Song Tang? She gave you the lighting design for that building?"

"Well, it's hers."

"She said before that if the house had not been renovated directly, the entire interior decoration of the building could have been handed over to us." Father Ye felt a sense of emotion when he said this.

"My God, there are a lot of people watching that building."

"Now that the lighting work has fallen into our hands, I wonder how many people will be jealous." Ye's mother also sighed.

"That's okay. The building is Song Tang's private property, so there won't be any complications."

"And with Song Tang's influence in the Magic City, no one would be so blind as to cause trouble."

There have always been disputes in industries such as construction, earthwork, and decoration, and snatching of work is not uncommon.

The use of power to suppress others was more common in the early years, but it is much better now.

Just as Ye's mother was still sighing, Ye's father dropped another big bomb.

"Song Tang also introduced me to Mr. Luo Han from Jianlong Construction and Mr. Liu Wenliu from Huanglong Real Estate, two CEOs of super large companies."

"From now on, whenever these two giant companies have any renovation-related work, they will leave it to us."

When he said this, the teacup in Ye's father's hand trembled slightly.

The big shot who was so far away from him was so respectful in his words when Song Tang called him.

Mother Ye was so shocked that she was completely dumbfounded. She couldn't digest such scary news at all.

"There's also Huang Zhen from Tenglong Entertainment, Li Daosong from Yulong Hi-Tech in Kyoto, Li Zhujun from Yinglong Heavy Industry, Yi Zheng from Zhenlong Chemical, and Liu Shaojun from Shenglong Medical in Shenzhen."

"Song Tang introduced all these people to me, and he personally gave instructions to them over the phone in front of me."

"From now on, whenever these companies need any renovation or logistics work, they'll give it to me."

"But the prerequisite is that I can provide them with high quality and quantity."

After Ye's father finished speaking, he lit a cigarette and took a long puff.

In the dense smoke exhaled, he seemed to see Song Tang's perfect and confident face again.

Those famous big companies and the high-ranking super bosses all called Song Tang "Miss" politely on the phone and agreed to whatever Song Tang said.

When they knew that Song Tang was contacting them for cooperation, even though they had never heard of a small company like theirs, they spoke to them politely.

Father Ye kept puffing smoke in the living room, venting his excitement.

Ye's mother was shocked at first, then frightened, and finally stunned, until now she was completely numb.

When good things like pie in the sky keep bombarding your head, no matter who you are, you will probably be numb to the point of being overwhelmed in the end.

"So, those big companies you just mentioned are actually Miss Song Tang's own companies?" Mother Ye murmured in a low voice after recovering from her shock for a long time.

She didn't even bother to enforce her own rule against smoking in the living room.

Any one of the companies that my husband mentioned just now is a world-famous super company.

Even every branch in China is among the top in the same industry.

Not to mention wealthy people like Mr. and Mrs. Ye, even top domestic billionaires like Mr. Lei would feel that this kind of thing is nonsense, as it completely breaks the cognition of ordinary people.

It seems like a fairy tale that so many powerful companies are gathered under the name of one person.

"Well, judging from the way those big bosses addressed Song Tang and their respectful attitude, it's very likely that this is true."

Unlike Ye's mother who was in a trance, Ye's father now had some doubts in his mind.

This almost impossible thing can only be achieved by only one company in the world, and the connection can also be analyzed from the names of these companies.

It’s just that his level is too low, and he can’t access some of the top-level information at all.

So I can only doubt but not be sure.

If this information were heard by people like Mr. Lei or Mr. Xiao Ma, they would be able to quickly analyze and confirm Song Tang's true background.

Just like the brothers who were the heads of the Chanel Group before.

Through some channels of information that you have, you can infer the truth with certainty.