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

After all the irrelevant people left, only Song Tang's own people were left in the manor.

In a short period of time, he completely took over everything in the manor, including security and daily life.

However, Song Tang did not dismiss the replaced staff members who remained in the manor after Song Yaowu's death.

It just takes some time for everyone to build new trust in each other.

These people also understood the concerns of the new young lady, and none of them had any negative emotions. Instead, they worked more enthusiastically and harder than usual.

I think the salary for this job should be pretty good.

In the retro-style manor owner's villa, Song Tang was sitting on the sofa in the huge living room.

Opposite her were ten old men, some sitting upright, some looking around.

"The Ten Kings of Hell, huh?" Song Tang looked at the old men opposite with a smile.

In her mobile phone, there was also the encyclopedia of the Ten Courts of Hell that she had just searched.

Those who knew the names could match them all, and those who only knew the surnames could also match them one by one. Aren’t they the Ten Kings of Hell?

"Hey, miss, you're too polite. These are just rumors from the past. Don't take them seriously."

Old man Chu Jiang stopped stroking his beard and rubbed the tip of his nose awkwardly.

"I see that the way those elders from the Dream Dragon Group look at you is not right, and they immediately exposed your identities."

"What's the matter? It seems like you are old acquaintances?" Song Tang didn't know what he was thinking now.

A little angry? Angry that they kept it a secret from me for so long?

Still a little happy?

After all, the old men are powerful enough, and she has some extra help.

In short, it's very complicated.

"Well, decades ago, we helped Song Yaowu a lot, and we have met those elders today several times."

After listening to Chu Jiang's explanation, Song Tang suddenly understood.

It turns out that they are old acquaintances of Song Yaowu, no wonder.

In fact, Song Tang was wrong. She thought that these old people were also young people decades ago and had similar interests with Song Yaowu.

In fact, people looked like this decades ago.

However, since Song Tang didn't ask much, the old men naturally wouldn't say much. They just wanted to protect Song Tang's safety.

"Alright, all of you should go and rest. You've been running around all day at your age, especially since Mr. Song even resorted to violence."

Song Tang rubbed his forehead and started to chase people away.

After the old people left one by one, Zhou Jing sat down next to Song Tang with a smile and rubbed her temples.

"Miss, is your mind a little confused because so many things happened today?"

Song Tang nodded, opened his eyes and looked at Feng Bo who came back from outside.

"Miss, the man caught at the airport has been identified."

"So fast?"

"Well, the methods over there at Menglong Group are not bad. With the addition of our people, even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, we will have to recruit them completely."

Song Tang smiled and stood up from the sofa and looked at Feng Bo, "Just tell me briefly."

"The clues on him point to the drug lord in Mexico, but according to our investigation, that drug lord is not the end."

"All signs indicate that there is a mastermind behind this, and the clues that have been deconstructed in a short period of time all point to one person."

"The current president of the United States, Lao Deng."

"But it's only a suspicion. The other party did it very cleanly, and there's no follow-up investigation."

After listening to Feng Bo's brief report, Song Tang nodded.

There is no need for any definite clues or ironclad evidence, just suspicion is enough.

"Since we've dealt with the drug lords in Mexico, let's get the Black Dragon Armed Forces to take action. I think the Mexican government will be happy for our help."

"As for Lao Deng, I thought of a very interesting person."

"Sister Zhou, please inform the Menglong Group to bring former President Trump with you tomorrow. I think Trump would be happy to play this game."

Song Tang's words made everyone present smile. The eldest lady's disgusting little tricks were becoming more and more sophisticated, and she could just hit the opponent's most annoying spot.

"Regardless of whether it was Lao Deng who did it, let's assume it was him. What's the reason? Tell me what you think."

Although Song Tang could make a rough guess, she still wanted everyone to brainstorm and see if others had any new ideas.

"I think he has a sense of crisis?" Zhao Qi guessed, and Song Tang nodded.

"He's been a bit out of control in recent years, probably because there's no one to suppress him."

"Now that the young lady wants to take over the Menglong Group completely, Lao Deng is probably afraid that the young lady will use him as a scapegoat." Qiongying's analysis was very accurate and similar to what Song Tang thought.

"When he came to power, in addition to the Dream Dragon Group, he had the support of other chaebols and forces behind him."

"I think there are these reasons. As for Lao Deng himself, he probably wouldn't dare to do it." Wei Wu saw it more clearly.

Everyone discussed it one after another and soon analyzed the matter roughly.

Maybe some of them are true and some are false, but for Song Tang, just treat them all as true.

"Miss, we have completely taken over the security of this manor." After discussing Lao Deng's affairs, Wei Wu began to report other things.

"The area several kilometers outside the manor is under surveillance, and any clues can be found."

"In addition to the powerful firepower storage inside the manor, there are also air defense radars and air defense systems, all of which are products of Menglong Group's own military industry group."

"Very good." Wei Wu still had some aftertaste when he said this. There were really a lot of good things.

Although Song Tang had a smile on his face, he was also very surprised in his heart.

According to Wei Wu's description, this manor is simply impregnable.

After a simple dinner, Song Tang slept on the land of the beautiful country for the first time.

Perhaps it was because of the jet lag, or perhaps it was because he had taken a nap on the plane, but Song Tang didn't fall asleep peacefully until very late. He was still a little dazed when Zhou Jing woke him up the next day.

……

"Miss, wake up."

While drinking the porridge cooked by the chef brought specially from Longguo, Song Tang heard Zhou Jing's voice in a daze. When she looked up, she found that Zhou Jing was looking at her with a helpless smile.

A thin stream of porridge flowed between her and the bowl of porridge. There was still half a spoonful of porridge in the spoon in her hand, and the rest had all spilled.

He shuddered all over and grabbed a napkin to wipe his mouth.

"No more eating, no more eating, let's change our clothes. Is everyone here?"

Song Tang stood up and walked upstairs, Zhou Jing and others followed her with smiles.

"Miss, everyone is here, but the gate of the manor is not open. Everyone is waiting outside the manor. You can see them when you go upstairs." Zhao Rui said with a smile.

Song Tang nodded, and the first thing he did after going upstairs was to stand by the window. From afar, he could see the endless black convoy and crowds of people outside the manor.

"all these are?"

Song Tang was a little surprised. Were there too many people?

"Miss, besides the people from the Menglong Group, there are also other powerful people in the world. Everyone is wondering if they can have a chance to meet you."

Zhou Jing came over with a new dress.