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

The people who got out of the two cars outside immediately entered the pet shop with a strange atmosphere.

One of the female assistants was using her cell phone to video chat with Song Tang and others in Hong Kong.

So what was happening in the store at this time was not only seen by everyone on the scene, but also by Song Tang and others who were far away in Hong Kong.

Song Dabo, who had jumped off the back of the dog Song Chuyi before, found the lady's poodle in some corner and chased it and beat it up.

The dog was beaten by the fat orange dog and ran around the room screaming. Although the lady felt sorry for her dog, she didn't dare to say anything.

She could only watch helplessly as her beloved little baby was cornered by the vicious big fat orange boy and was pinned down and beaten and kicked.

"Hurry up and stop it. Be careful that Big Head doesn't get bitten." After seeing this scene on the mobile phone video, Song Tang quickly notified the people here to bring Song Big Head back.

After all, the poodle that was held down screamed and occasionally tried to bite back, but Song Dabo dodged it several times.

With the joint efforts of the life assistant and the pet shop staff, the violent Song Da Nao was finally brought back.

The beaten poodle with messy hair ran back to the lady's feet in shame.

It now finally realized that no corner in this pet shop was safe, and it was the safest place under its owner's feet.

At this moment, several cars suddenly arrived outside the door. The noise made everyone in the pet shop look outside through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The moment she saw the person getting on the car, the lady's face changed drastically and her hands began to tremble involuntarily.

As for the young man next to her, his face was ashen. He knew that today's situation would end in a dead end, and he had been mentally prepared.

It's not that he had not thought about leaving early before, but the big dog squatting at the door and the bodyguard who looked extremely fierce, made it impossible for him to leave.

A calm-looking middle-aged man walked in with a few people with a gloomy expression.

As soon as he entered the door, he stopped his angry steps, but his eyes were still fixed on the uneasy lady not far away.

"Mr. Hu, my young lady specifically told me to inform you. You're welcome."

The bodyguard at the door said something heartbreaking in a light-hearted manner, then walked away a little with the Blue Bay Dog squatting at the door to make way.

Upon hearing this, a hint of helplessness appeared on Mr. Hu's originally gloomy face.

To talk about this, I really have to thank Miss Song, but how can I thank her for something like this?

He was originally in a meeting at the company when his personal secretary hurriedly walked in with a cell phone in hand. Seeing the secretary's look, he knew that there was probably something urgent.

Unexpectedly, the person on the other end of the phone was Miss Song Tang's personal assistant, informing him that his wife had a conflict with Miss Song's people in a certain pet shop with her gigolo.

Mr. Hu believed it at that time and did not have any doubts at all.

He is also qualified to attend the annual meeting of Kyoto Trading Company, but he can only be one of the outermost group of people.

But even so, he had seen Song Tang himself and Song Tang's style, and he knew that someone like Song Tang would never lie to him about such a small matter.

It is definitely true that my wife had a conflict with someone else, but it is also definitely true that my wife had a gigolo.

Miss Song herself is not in Kyoto now, but this matter is basically known to everyone in the high-level circles.

Maybe he was too lazy to deal with such a small matter himself, and it just so happened that his wife was having an affair, so he just took it upon himself to deal with it.

Mr. Hu, an old fox who has been in the business world for many years, quickly analyzed the truth of the matter accurately.

After seeing Song Tang's bodyguards and the big dog make way, he walked up angrily and slapped the lady in the face.

The slap was powerful and powerful, and the frightened lady fell to the ground. She covered her face with her hands and lowered her head without saying a word. She knew she couldn't escape it today.

The poodle under her feet was frightened and ran around at the first moment, while the pretty boy next to her was held down by the two men brought by Mr. Hu with a wry smile on his face.

What is coming cannot be avoided.

"Take him back to me, I will deal with him properly. He dared to cheat on me." President Hu said angrily to his subordinates.

After his two men took the pretty boy out and got into the car, Mr. Hu angrily kicked the lady who was sitting on the ground without saying a word.

The other person screamed in pain and fell backwards to the ground.

"How have I ever let you down? Is it because I don't have enough money or something? Why the hell did you do this to me?"

"You don't have to go back. Go wherever you want. Just wait to receive the divorce certificate." After saying that, Mr. Hu was still not satisfied and kicked her again.

For people at their level, getting a divorce certificate is extremely easy, and there are plenty of ways to do it.

The lady sat up, tears in her eyes and a look of despair on her face. She stammered and opened her mouth but said nothing.

Mr. Hu spat in annoyance, not wanting to look at her again, and turned around and walked to Song Tang's personal assistant.

"Thank you, Miss Song, for informing me. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have been deceived by this woman. If you need Lao Hu in the future, please let me know."

Mr. Hu clasped his fists towards Song Tang's personal assistant and left.

From the very beginning, he noticed the female assistant who had been holding her cell phone upright in front of him, and he almost guessed that the person opposite should be Song Tang himself.

I just don't know if it was a real-time call or a video.

But it doesn't matter. He just needs to express his attitude to the phone.

Mr. Hu and his group came quickly and left quickly.

But when he left, he took one more person with him, that pretty boy.

One person was missing, the noble lady who was still sitting on the ground.

Hong Kong, in the large living room of a luxury villa on Victoria Peak.

Song Tang understood everything that happened on the other side of the phone from beginning to end, and he understood the whole story thoroughly.

Zhou Jing and the others benefited from Song Tang's help and were very satisfied with the melon.

Especially the group of old ladies like Yang Ma, they still have an expression on their faces that says, "I knew it would be like this."

"Mr. Hu is a very interesting person, but I didn't have much impression of him at the company's annual meeting before." Song Tang tilted his head and gently pinched his earlobe and smiled.

"My dear Miss, don't you see where you sit at every annual meeting?"

"This Mr. Hu was basically the one sitting in the back row guarding the goal. It's normal that you don't have any impression of him."

Zhou Jing laughed after she finished speaking.

Once at an annual meeting, if Song Tang had not been modest, President Huang of the trading company would have planned to give up his position to Song Tang.

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that. Let the people in Kyoto take care of Song Da Nao and Song Chuyi."

"As for the bag, ask the woman on the ground if she needs to compensate for it." After saying that, Song Tang stretched his body and strolled out.

Everyone in the living room looked at each other in confusion as Song Tang walked out.

Why is my young lady becoming more and more sinister? She even wants to stab that woman at this time.

But everyone is now very curious whether the woman still dares to ask for compensation for the bag.

If she doesn't, she will definitely need money to live after being kicked out of the house.

If she wanted to, I think she would have realized how terrifying her opponent was. I wonder if she would still dare to open her mouth.