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

One morning some time later, Song Tang was sitting in the living room chatting with Mr. Qin, who had come to deliver something to her.

The two were chatting happily when Zhou Jing walked in with a smile and whispered a few words into Song Tang's ear.

"Turn on the TV and see."

Song Tang smiled and nodded, and asked someone to turn on the giant screen TV in the living room that had been covered in dust for a long time.

But after a while, the smile on Song Tang's face gradually disappeared.

What the hell is this? I can’t even read the news. Everything has to be charged?

"Where is Gao Youliang?" Song Tang threw the remote control on the sofa with an unexpected look on his face.

Zhou Jing quickly picked up the remote control and said, "He's busy in the island country recently. If you have anything, I'll notify him to come back."

"That's not necessary. No wonder no one watches this TV anymore. I can't figure it out. How many elders would bother with it?"

"Notify Gao Youliang and have him collect all the necessary materials and report all those responsible for these incidents to me. Report them to death."

"Consult the relevant regulatory authorities in the name of the Menglong Group and ask them if they can handle this situation. If they can't, just let me know and I'll take care of it myself."

When Miss Song gets angry, there will be a major earthquake in related industries.

Zhou Jing took the order and went to work. Song Tang picked up the remote control and fiddled with it for a long time before finally finding a TV station where he could watch the news.

"You want to make money in any way you can. You really don't mind being ashamed."

"Those who cut ice don't keep cattle or sheep. Don't they understand this principle?"

Mr. Qin on the side looked at Song Tang's outburst with a smile, and then said earnestly: "Times are changing, everything has changed."

"Don't be so angry, because these are trivial matters."

The old man and the young man chatted for a few minutes before their attention was drawn to the news on TV.

There have been dramatic changes in South Korean politics.

The incumbent president stepped down at lightning speed during the riots and disappeared. Kim Dae-kwang quickly came to power and stabilized the situation with the support of his party and the expectations of the people.

"Miss Song played this trick well." Mr. Qin smiled after reading the news.

"Hey, you know I did it?" Song Tang didn't expect that Mr. Qin could see through this matter.

Mr. Qin did not give Song Tang an accurate reply. He just smiled contentedly, drank his tea again, and left.

Song Tang curled his lips as he watched the old man walking away.

No matter what the personalities of these old men are, they are all like this. They will keep silent when asked something key.

……

While Song Tang was at home having a video call with his friends, many places outside were already in chaos.

There is unrest in South Korea right now.

The new president, Kim Dae-kwang, is trying his best to stabilize the situation, but there are still some die-hard fans of the former president fighting back, but they are all suppressed by some secret forces.

The streets were full of military and police patrolling. Except for Jin Daguang and a few others, people had no idea that this situation was caused by a casual remark made by a girl in her twenties.

Some South Korean chaebols who originally supported the former president quickly withdrew their claws and pretended to be dead after discovering the background behind Kim Dae-kwang.

You can't wade into this muddy water, it could be fatal.

……

In the beautiful country, in a simple country courtyard.

The bald gangster Dana White was sitting respectfully on one side, in front of him was an old white man lying on a recliner.

"Have you seen the news this morning?" Old man Terry asked in a hoarse voice with his eyes half closed.

"I see." Dana White nodded obediently.

"I guess this is what you told me when you came back earlier. Missy was joking about changing the president of South Korea, right?"

"Yes, Uncle Terry, that's it." Dana White rushed here as soon as he saw the news.

Old Terry smiled and sat up from the recliner. After taking a sip of coffee, he looked at Dana White on the side.

"Do you still think the young lady was joking?"

Dana White shook his head at what Terry said.

The news was broadcast and the chaos at the scene spread online.

The newly elected president is indeed the previous Jin Daguang. Even Dana White himself doesn't believe that it wasn't done by Miss Song.

Just a few words can plunge a country into civil strife and conflict. Even Dana White was terrified when he heard about this ability.

“Although the technique is still a little immature, it’s already done very well.”

Old Terry stroked the fur of the sheepdog beside him, looking into the distance with lifeless eyes.

"But I think we'll be able to see her soon." Old Terry's words made Dana White's forehead throb.

Just taking over the Asia-Pacific region of Menglong Group gives him such ability. How powerful will Song Tang be in the future?

"But you don't need to worry. You were trained independently by me."

"Although it has nothing to do with the Menglong Group, as long as I'm here, I think the young lady will give me some face."

Dana White nodded seriously.

He owes his current situation to Old Terry, who is no ordinary man. He is one of the founders of the Menglong Group and a die-hard member of the Song family.

The UFC and other industries that he currently manages were all developed by Terry with the help of the Dream Dragon Group. Although he said that they have nothing to do with the Dream Dragon Group, there are still many connections.

"So after I explained everything to you, I told you to be respectful enough to Miss Song and not to cause trouble for yourself." Old Terry muttered to himself.

"The terrifying nature and depth of the Menglong Group are beyond your comprehension."

……

In China, most TV manufacturers and TV content software providers are now in a state of panic.

Many software and hardware companies suddenly received interviews from relevant regulatory authorities today, which has never happened before.

Well-informed people have already found out that the reason why the relevant departments made such a big fuss this time was entirely because a certain super boss got angry while watching TV.

People say that they can't even watch the news. It's all so complicated that even young people are confused. How many elders and elderly people can watch TV?

I don’t know when it started, but watching TV has become a technical skill that must be learned.

There are also endless layers of charges, with all kinds of fancy pretexts, which are harder to peel than the skin of an onion.

That afternoon, many software and hardware bigwigs gathered in the conference room of the relevant departments.

This secret meeting did not end until after nine o'clock in the evening.

The big guys who came out one after another were all in low spirits, with none of their usual high-spirited look.

However, the strict rectification order from the relevant regulatory authorities is not what makes them most worried. They are just a little dejected at the moment.

It won't be long before they receive a lawsuit from Miss Song after they return. In comparison, this is like a bolt from the blue.

But these are just things they need to worry about and have nothing to do with Song Tang.

Song Tang just wanted to read the news, but he asked him to pay attention to this, register for that, and become a member of this and that.

It’s not that I’m short of money, but that I can’t make the argument.

Even a clay man has some temper, let alone a super little steel man like Miss Song.

If you don't let me watch TV properly, I won't let you make money comfortably. This is reasonable.