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

The three of them played until very late at night, so they all got up late the next day.

After getting up, I found that Zhou Jing had already prepared all the toiletries, all of which were luxury brands.

After finishing breakfast at Bai Tang's house, Jin Duoduo and Shen Aojun said goodbye and left. Before leaving, Bai Tang also packed some small desserts made by the aunts for the two of them. This made Jin Duoduo, who loved to eat these, very happy and shouted "Long live Bai Tang".

Next is another day of wanting to give up.

Before lunch, the Rolls-Royce 4S dealership called.

"Dear Ms. Bai Tang, your customized Rolls-Royce Cullinan BB version in cherry blossom pink has arrived at our store. We would like to inform you that you have a time to pick it up in our store."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Tang handed the matter over to Zhou Jing. She didn't want to move at all today. If it were her previous self, she would have been excited to pick up the car by now.

But now Bai Tang has become somewhat immune to these things. Forget Cullinan, there are several supercars in the basement, and she has only driven a LaFerrari once.

After lunch, Zhou Jing went out.

More than an hour later, Bai Tang's phone rang.

"Miss, I've already driven the car back to the underground parking lot. Would you like to come down and take a look?"

It’s Zhou Jing’s call.

"Then wait for me downstairs. I'll put on my clothes and come down." Bai Tang, who was lying on the sofa in the living room, was still wearing a silk pajamas.

Ten minutes later, Bai Tang was standing next to Cullinan in casual clothes.

"This car is so big. It must be the biggest one of all the cars I own." Bai Tang murmured to himself as he stroked the pink body of Cullinan.

The originally large and solemn shape is set off by the cherry blossom pink to give it a strong sense of cuteness, which is full of contrast.

Zhou Jing nodded repeatedly when she heard Bai Tang's whisper. As soon as she entered the Rolls-Royce store, she was attracted by the car.

Not only her, but many other customers were also attracted by the car. There was even a rich lady who wanted to buy it, but was sent away by the store manager by saying that it was a customized car for another customer.

This was customized directly by the customer from the headquarters, and it was sent to their Kyoto store just for a quick check to make it easier for the customer to pick up the car.

As for other customers who wanted to customize the car in cherry blossom pink, the manager told them that the store didn't have that color. If they wanted it, they could contact the headquarters for a special order or have the car covered with a pink film.

This statement immediately dispelled the idea. The film was too low-end, but if it was specially customized directly from the headquarters, most people didn't have the financial resources or channels to do so.

So everyone could only look at the Cullinan shining with pink metallic luster and wonder which big boss ordered this car.

It was not until Zhou Jing met with the manager, completed the formalities and drove away that people began to get ready to surround her again.

The manager hastily explained that Zhou Jing was someone else's housekeeper and that the boss hadn't come in person. This finally put an end to the commotion.

It is said that these wealthy people have good vision and are not afraid to lose face. They can always find people worth making friends with and thighs worth clinging to, and are ready to take action at any time.

Of course, these are what happened in the store after Zhou Jing drove away.

After a thorough inspection of the Cullinan inside and out, I found that the luxury of Rolls-Royce is indeed not exaggerated.

Every detail was carefully crafted, even making Bai Tang feel that he was not worthy of getting in the car in casual clothes.

I started the engine and listened to the movement of the pink giant in front of me. The sound was not as violent as a supercar, but it was very steady. The muffled sound was like a beast ready to go.

This is the feeling that a 6.7-liter V12 twin-turbocharged engine brings to people. This feeling is something that current electric cars can never bring.

After sitting in the car and closing the door, the car is very quiet and the sound insulation and noise reduction are excellent.

After playing with it for a while, he threw the keys to Zhou Jing, and the two locked the car and went home.

Keep on playing badly.

Bai Tang, who had been watching short videos at home all afternoon, suddenly turned over and scared Zhou Jing who was tidying up things.

"We're not eating at home tonight. Let's go out for dinner." Bai Tang's thoughts kept coming one after another, leaving Zhou Jing stunned.

"What would you like to eat tonight, miss?"

"Well, let's go out for some spicy hot pot." Bai Tang turned the tablet screen towards Zhou Jing. The video playing on it was a blogger eating spicy hot pot.

Okay, so that's how it is. I was wondering why the lady suddenly wanted to eat this, it turns out she saw someone eating it live and got greedy.

"Miss, this may not be hygienic. It can easily upset your stomach. Besides, the aunties have prepared some blackthorn durian to make durian mille-feuille for you tonight. Are you sure you want to go out for malatang?" Zhou Jing wanted to dissuade Bai Tang from her idea through food.

After hearing what Zhou Jing said, Bai Tang stood there in confusion for a long time, his little face wrinkled.

Just when Zhou Jing thought she had succeeded in seducing him, Bai Tang clapped his hands with a determined look on his face. "Yes, I'm not a child anymore. I want them all. Let's go out for Malatang first, and then come back for durian mille-feuille. I think I can handle it."

Bai Tang's little face was full of pride in my ability to eat.

Seeing that things had come to this, Zhou Jing decided not to spoil the young lady's fun. "Just eat it, it's not like you eat it every day. Once in a while is fine." Zhou Jing's self-brainwashing was successful.

Zhou Jing asked Bai Tang to change clothes. She picked out a slim-fitting black Chanel T-shirt for her, a short one that showed off her waist. Because Bai Tang was going out for spicy hot pot, light-colored clothes wouldn't look good if they got greasy.

At first, Bai Tang was not used to wearing short clothes that exposed her waist and thighs, but now she is almost used to it.

Miumiu's dark blue jeans reveal a section of white ankles, and the style makes the legs look straight.

After being exposed to luxury brand clothes for so long, miumiu is Bai Tang’s favorite brand after Xiangjia. Its clothes are very much to Bai Tang’s liking, and the general style is young and sweet.

Finally, putting on a pair of Hermès flip-flops, Bai Tang was about to rush out, but was pulled back by Zhou Jing.

While telling her young lady not to be frivolous and that it would be inconvenient to eat spicy hot pot with her hair down, she carefully gathered Bai Tang's loose hair into a cute bun.

Zhou Jing, the housekeeper, is extremely attentive to Bai Tang. As an older single woman with no children, she treats Bai Tang as her own daughter.

Of course, people's feelings are mutual, and Bai Tang also gave Zhou Jing enough respect and kindness.

After styling her hair, Zhou Jing looked at her young lady carefully. Her well-proportioned little face was pretty and cute enough, and she had also developed a noble temperament recently.

If she goes out like this, many young men will feel ashamed and dare not come up to talk to her.

"Miss, which car are you going to drive when you go out? How about driving the new Cullinan that arrived today? It will be more comfortable for long distances. Also, miss, have you thought of where to eat spicy hot pot?" Zhou Jing asked her confused lady.

Bai Tang picked up the Cullinan key on the table and handed it to Zhou Jing. There were a bunch of car keys here, and none of the logos on them were ordinary.

"Okay, then let's open this one. Let's go to the spicy hot pot restaurant I saw. The host left the address link in the video. Let's navigate there." After saying that, Bai Tang brought the tablet with him so that he could use it for navigation later.

A dull engine roared from the underground parking lot. Zhou Jing opened the back door for Bai Tang as usual, but Bai Tang refused.

"I don't want to sit in the back, I want to sit in the front. It's pitch black in the back and I can't see anything." Bai Tang opened the passenger door himself.

Zhou Jing finally reacted and slapped his forehead.

My mistress is different from other employers. When I used to serve others, I saw Rolls-Royces always open the back door to invite people in. It has become a habit.

Seeing that Bai Tang was already sitting in the passenger seat and waving at her, Zhou Jing didn't waste any time. She got in the car, shifted gears, and stepped on the accelerator. The pink Cullinan turned a corner and disappeared into the underground parking lot.