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

"Okay, when will you return to the beautiful country?" Song Tang speechlessly stopped Dana White's self-harming behavior.

"Ahem, uh, Miss Song, my flight is this afternoon." Dana White almost choked to death on his saliva when Song Tang stopped him.

Song Tang nodded, then turned to Zhao Zihong and asked, "What about you? Do you plan to take your team directly to the United States with Dana Bai and the others, or return home with us first?"

Zhao Zihong and Dana White exchanged a few words, then said to Song Tang, "Let's go back to China together. We can't arrange any competitions in the short term, so I'll go back to China to rest."

"Alright, then come back with us. We haven't been together for a long time."

"When you arrive in the Beautiful Country, tell me in advance and I'll have someone arrange accommodation and a training ground for you. Your team will be there for the rest, so everything will be fine."

"Dana White, you have to pay attention. Lao Zhao is planning to get the gold belt as soon as possible."

Dana White nodded repeatedly in agreement.

This young lady's character of being decisive is really amazing. If he dares to ignore her, the octagonal cage will be smashed.

The place where the Menglong Group has the greatest influence is the Beautiful Country!

After Dana White left, everyone tidied up their appearance and started to travel around Seoul under the leadership of Wang Zhongqing, a veteran who traveled all over the world.

However, what made Song Tang complain was that apart from a little bit of exoticism, there was nothing new at all, and it was even extremely similar to the culture of the Dragon Kingdom.

The city construction is just so-so. Some high-end wealthy areas and commercial areas are okay, but the rest of the places are not even as good as the third and fourth tier cities in Longguo.

Come to think of it, how could a tiny country possibly compare with a vast ancient civilization like Longguo? The small territory inherently limits the upper limit of their development.

We spent the whole afternoon playing in Seoul's most prosperous commercial area, and the greatest fun was actually watching Wang Zhongqing flirt with girls.

I have to say that Wang Zhongqing is really good at flirting with girls. He randomly found a beautiful Korean girl on the street and chatted with her for a while, and the girl affectionately put her arm around his arm.

Seeing Wang Zhongqing showing off when he returned to the crowd with his sister, everyone praised him for being awesome but also wanted to give him a beating.

Especially Qin Zhaoyang, he was unhappy with Wang Zhongqing no matter how he looked at him.

We are all young and promising, uh, young and wealthy people with great potential. Why are you, Wang Zhongqing, so outstanding in this aspect?

If Wang Zhongqing knew what Qin Zhaoyang was complaining about at this moment, he would definitely say proudly: It’s nothing special, I’m just skilled at it.

"Did you show people the online photos in which the media said you were the son of the richest man in Long Country?" Ning Yu, who was holding Shen Aojun, suddenly said with a smile.

One hit kill!

Everyone was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter. Qin Zhaoyang was no longer depressed and he was the one who laughed the most happily.

Wang Zhongqing's face flushed instantly. He stammered for a long time before pointing at Ning Yu and saying speechlessly, "You're so shameless! You don't even give me any face at all."

"However, even though the trick is old-fashioned, it works fine."

Wang Zhongqing was not shy and recovered quickly, even hugging the beautiful Korean girl next to him.

Song Tang took off his sunglasses and wiped away the tears from laughing just now, and then he heard the Korean girl in Wang Zhongqing's arms suddenly scream in surprise.

"Song, you are Song, Miss Song~!" She said in surprise in not very fluent English, probably because she knew that Song Tang and the others could not understand Bangla.

Everyone was stunned. The Korean girl in Wang Zhongqing's arms broke free from him in an instant and stood in front of Song Tang with an excited look on her face.

"Ms. Song, I have been following you online for a long time. I am your loyal fan."

The Korean girl took off her baseball cap and found a pen from somewhere on her body.

"Miss Song, can you sign an autograph for me?"

Everyone reacted at this time.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. What was going on? How did it suddenly become a star-chasing scene?

Wei Wu and Qiongying stood aside with smiles on their faces. If they hadn't observed, there was no way this Korean girl would get close to Song Tang.

Seeing the girl he just picked up running away so beautifully, and running to Song Tang, Wang Zhongqing looked at his empty arms and complained.

Song Tang, ah Song Tang, you even want to compete with me for a woman.

But no one paid attention to his thoughts at this time. Everyone looked at the Korean girl with a smile.

Song Tang took the pen from the South Korean girl with a helpless look on his face.

While signing the brim of her baseball cap, he asked in confusion, "You know me? And you're my fan?"

When the South Korean girl saw Song Tang sign her autograph, she was so surprised that she hugged the baseball cap in her arms. She was reluctant to wear this cap anymore.

"I've known you for a long time. You are rich, beautiful and awesome." The Korean girl excitedly spoke in unfluent English.

"Your videos are always available on major video websites around the world."

"A few days ago, I saw the video of our South Korean president personally picking you up at the airport, and also the video of you at the boxing match yesterday."

"Those politicians and chaebols can't even raise their heads in front of you. You're simply too awesome."

The young lady became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally her mood calmed down a lot after being comforted by Song Tang and the people around her.

This was the first time that Song Tang met his foreign fans. After agreeing to the request of the Korean girl to travel with him and others, he looked at Wang Zhongqing apologetically.

What else could Wang Zhongqing say? He could only wave his hands helplessly amid the teasing looks of his many friends.

Take it, take it. It’s just a young lady. How could I, Wang Zhongqing, miss this?

At worst, I can just pick up another one.

But Wang Zhongqing is Wang Zhongqing, and he is really awesome in this regard.

Less than half an hour after they had been playing, he came back with a beauty who was no less beautiful than the fan girl he had just seen.

Everyone gave Wang Zhongqing a thumbs up, even Qin Zhaoyang was convinced this time. Only the fan girl following Song Tang looked at Wang Zhongqing with contempt.

"Don't envy me, I'm a legend in this regard." Wang Zhongqing said with a smile while holding the little sister's waist, which immediately caused everyone to collectively complain crazily.

Fortunately, the new girl who was hooked up didn’t understand what everyone was talking about, otherwise she would have had to abandon Wang Zhongqing.

"Qin Zhaoyang, if you call me Big Brother, I'll find one for you."

Wang Zhongqing looked at Qin Zhaoyang proudly, but was met with a blank eye from Qin Zhaoyang.

"Stop it. If I were like you, my grandfather would beat my calves into nunchakus." Qin Zhaoyang gave Wang Zhongqing a middle finger with contempt.

While they were playing around, Qin Zhaoyang's cell phone suddenly rang.

I picked it up and took a look. Hey, speaking of Cao Cao, there he is.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Hearing Qin Zhaoyang's words, everyone around him fell silent.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see what you've been doing lately. You didn't even mention coming back to see me."

The old man on the other end of the phone had a voice as loud as a bell, sounding very strong.

"I'll go back and see you in a couple of days. I'm currently touring Seoul, the capital of South Korea."

Qin Zhaoyang didn't dare to escape from his grandfather at all.

"What's so fun about that crappy place? Your grandfather went there in a tank, hahahaha."

The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, and his laughter was heart-wrenching.