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

In Shenzhen, Song Tang and others arranged a celebratory banquet for Zhao Zihong in a private restaurant. Even Zhao Zihong's entire team was arranged in a very nice way.

In addition to Zhao Zihong's own talent and hard work, the team behind her also deserves great credit for her success.

So today, not only can everyone have a big meal, but there will also be rewards from the eldest lady later.

The members of these teams are all from Song Tang’s company.

Moreover, Zhao Zihong's current agency contract is signed with Song Tang's company, so all the awards come from Song Tang.

Of course, Han Jing’s novel contract, copyright contract and Ye Jin’s music contract are all in Song Tang’s company, and the treatment they receive is unimaginable for others.

Just as Song Tang and Zhao Zihong were playing and laughing, Zhou Jing, who was beside her, came up with a cell phone.

"Miss, the heads of major companies in Shenzhen, as well as some leaders here in Shenzhen, are asking if you have time."

Zhao Zihong and the other two are now accustomed to such scenes. Such things happen no matter where Song Tang goes.

"Just reply to them and tell them I don't have time." Song Tang shook his head and refused without even thinking.

Zhou Jing guessed that the young lady would have similar reaction, but what needed to be reported still had to be reported, as the eldest young lady was the one who made the decision.

After the celebration banquet, Song Tang and others drove towards Shenzhen No. 1 Bay.

The intense competition and the celebration party after the game made Zhao Zihong, the tiger girl, look a little tired, so after Song Tang and others discussed it, they decided to go home and rest first. As for where to go for fun later, they would decide after Zhao Zihong had rested well.

The luxurious and solemn motorcade passed through the streets of Shenzhen, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

The pedestrians on the roadside outside were looking at the convoy, and Song Tang in the car was leaning against the window and looking at the outside world, the fireworks and various aspects of the world.

……

"pull over!"

Song Tang's sudden shout woke Zhao Zihong, who was dozing off in the back seat of the car with her.

Qiongying, who was driving, looked at the rearview mirror at the first moment, then turned on the turn signal and slowly stopped by the side of the road.

After seeing the young lady's car pull over, the other vehicles in the convoy also stopped by the roadside.

I was planning to open the window and curse because there were other cars on the road, but then I saw that every one of the cars in the fleet parked on the side of the road was a multi-million dollar luxury car.

Moreover, a group of big men in black clothes got out of the cars that had just stopped. Some drivers who were angry quickly closed the windows, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Fortunately, I didn’t say the curse words I wanted to say, otherwise I would have been crushed into a big ball along with my car.

The bodyguards did their job conscientiously and immediately became alert after parking the car close to the side of the road.

As for whether parking is possible here, that has nothing to do with them. It makes no difference to the young lady whether parking is possible or not.

Except for the bodyguard, everyone else was confused and had no idea why the car stopped suddenly.

Everyone got out of the car and looked at Song Tang's car.

Zhou Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the car and gently opened the door. After a while, Song Tang got out of the car.

Song Tang stood in front of the car in silence for a long while, the expression on her face was unclear, with other emotions mixed in her complex expression, making it impossible to tell what she was feeling and thinking at the moment.

This scene made everyone silent. Even the three roommates could see that something was wrong with Song Tang, but given the current atmosphere, no one dared to step forward and ask.

Many passers-by in the distance also watched this scene curiously from afar.

A fleet of luxury cars, a young lady, and a group of bodyguards. This scene is not easy to see in reality.

Two motorcycle patrolmen happened to be patrolling here and saw from afar that there was a long line of cars parked in the no-parking section of this busy area.

The two men rode their motorcycles closer and just stopped. Before they could speak, a man in black standing in front of them showed an ID.

The two traffic policemen looked at each other, got on their motorcycles and left without saying a word, as if nothing had happened.

……

"Is it him?"

Song Tang, who was standing by the car and looking in the direction they came from for a long time, suddenly spoke softly.

Although the sound was not loud, the air pressure around was extremely low and it was unusually quiet, so people who were not far away could basically hear it.

"Miss, it's him."

Others didn’t know what Miss Song was asking, but Zhou Jing beside her knew.

After hearing Zhou Jing's affirmative answer, Song Tang hesitated for a moment before asking again, "How did you become like that?"

Zhou Jing moved a little closer to Song Tang, looked in the direction Song Tang had been looking at before, and organized her thoughts and words.

"He returned to Urumqi to deal with all the inheritance and real estate of the two elders of the Bai family. He simply arranged the funeral arrangements for the two elders and then left."

"After returning to the Shenzhen Stock Exchange, I started squandering my money and even learned how to play the stock market like others. I lost a lot of money."

"Later, I learned how to gamble from some people. Not only did I lose all the money left by the Bai family, but I also owed a lot."

"He has a lame leg now. It was broken when he was climbing over a wall and was being chased by creditors. He had no money so the leg wasn't reattached properly, so he's lame."

Zhou Jing said a lot in one breath, and Song Tang frowned as he listened. Good people who get involved in gambling will have a bad ending, let alone a scumbag like Bai Wengang.

"It's like this, where are his wife and children?"

Song Tang couldn't believe that even though he was in such a state, the woman could still follow him.

"He ran away a long time ago."

When Zhou Jing said this, there was a look of emotion on her face. It's true that things in the world are so unpredictable.

"It was fate, after all. That little boy wasn't Bai Wengang's biological child. He was deceived by that woman from the beginning to the end."

"After Bai Wengang got the money back from Urumqi, the woman took some and hid it."

"When Bai Wengang got involved in gambling and came home to ask for money due to debt, the two of them fell out completely."

"It was during this quarrel that Bai Wengang discovered that the child was not his biological child."

"That woman ran away with the child and their savings. Bai Wengang had no money to pay the rent and was kicked out. He's in a very miserable situation now."

Zhou Jing's words made Song Tang's eyes widen, and his face was full of disbelief.

What is going on? Should I celebrate or not?

Abandoned his wife and daughter for the so-called son.

Now, not only has she been abandoned, but even her son is not her biological son.

Is it really true that the old saying goes, "God will punish you for what you have, and no one can escape it?"

She had no idea that Zhou Jing was involved in Bai Wengang's miserable situation.

"Come with a few of you, we'll go take a look. The rest of you just wait here."

Song Tang said a few simple words and walked towards Bai Wengang's stall not far away.

She had already adjusted her emotions. She was just caught off guard by the sudden collision with her face.

Zhou Jing, Zhao Qi, Zhao Rui, three people from the dormitory, and Wei Wu followed closely, and everyone else stood there waiting.