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

"Sister Qing, I want to talk to this little girl for a few words. Can you please help me?" Gao Feng said in a very polite tone.

It’s not that he is afraid of Sister Qing, but he has already had a conflict with Zhao Lao Hu. If he provokes Sister Qing again, he might really lose face today.

The proprietress Qing Jie clearly felt that Bai Tang's hand behind her, which was pulling the corner of her clothes, was getting a little stronger. She gently patted Bai Tang's hand and then looked at Gao Feng.

"Crazy, Sister Qing, let me be fair. After all, this happened in my store today."

"First of all, it was you, my little brother, who forcibly tried to take the girl's car keys. This is a supercar. If you really took it, it would be considered robbery, and the amount of the robbery is quite large. Besides, the girl never provoked you from the beginning to the end."

"Secondly, you grown men are fighting for face among yourselves, why do you want to take the little girl along? Your little brother is such a piece of shit."

"Finally, I can't control what happens between you and Zhao Lao Hu, nor do I want to. As for this girl, she's in my shop, so I definitely have to keep an eye on her."

"If you want to give Sister Qing this favor today, then don't involve that little girl. Also, do you really think you have the ability to deal with this little girl?"

Sister Qing's last sentence was so meaningful that Gao Feng and Zhao Yong were both a little confused.

The other brothers of Lanmao pointed at Jin Duoduo and shouted, "That woman, that woman just kicked our brother Mao."

Jin Duoduo was not very scared at this time and glared back.

Gao Feng did have a new breakthrough.

"Sister Qing, you heard it too. Hand these two girls over. Don't worry, Gao Feng isn't someone who would lay hands on a woman. We're just discussing compensation."

Zhao Yong laughed out loud, "Come on, you've hit so many women, don't flatter yourself. If you have any ideas, come to me, let's have a show. Why do you always pick on little girls? You haven't improved at all in all these years."

Gao Feng was not angry. He just stretched out his hand and nodded at Zhao Yong, "Don't be anxious. We are not done today yet." After that, he walked towards Sister Qing and Bai Tang and the others.

Sister Qing immediately perked up. The fat boss hadn't known when he'd arrived beside her. His previously innocent eyes had become fierce, like a tiger ready to pounce and devour anyone it chose.

Before Gao Feng could get closer and say anything, the roar of sports cars and the honking of horns could be heard from the distance. Judging from the noise, there were quite a few cars coming.

Everyone present stopped and looked towards the roadside outside the crowd, while the onlookers outside consciously gave up the roadside completely.

A black Lamborghini rumbled over in the lead, followed by seven or eight other sports cars.

There are also seven or eight heavy motorcycles.

All the cars stopped on the road in a row, and then nearly twenty people got out of the sports cars and motorcycles.

This group of people are all dressed elegantly and look like wealthy second-generation people.

Bai Tang didn't know the person on the sports car side, and Jin Duoduo was waving happily from the side.

Leading the motorcycle was the dashing Shen Aojun. As he walked forward, Shen Aojun looked at the group of colorful-haired men who were obviously thugs with a look of disdain on his face.

As soon as the two sides met, Jin Duoduo started chattering and greeting his friends and complaining.

Bai Tang ran out from behind Sister Qing and hugged Shen Aojun.

Shen Aojun patted Bai Tang's back gently, then thanked Sister Qing. She could tell from the moment she arrived that Sister Qing was protecting Bai Tang.

"No, you're welcome. Anyone who comes to my shop is my customer, and the little girl is also very popular. I will definitely protect her."

Sister Qing shook her head to indicate that it was okay. Then she looked towards Gao Feng, who had just approached, along with his companions and a group of colorful little brothers.

Shen Aojun followed Sister Qing's gaze and realized that this group of people were the ones blocking Bai Tang.

"Brothers, what do you have to say? You're blocking my sister from leaving? Just say whatever you want to say. I want to see how powerful the underworld is in today's society ruled by law." Sister Shen Aojun's aura was fully revealed.

The group of people who came with them, including Jin Duoduo and the others, also gathered together. They pointed their fingers at Gao Feng and the others and started cursing.

These are all kids from wealthy families, and they are usually arrogant and domineering. Who can be afraid of whom?

On the contrary, this kind of thing makes them more excited and more exciting than going to bars and drinking.

Zhao Yong was still sitting there, laughing at the embarrassing appearance of Gao Feng and his group. When the cars arrived, he knew that Gao Feng would not be able to handle this matter today.

It's not easy to deal with a large group of rich kids, the energy they generate is already huge enough.

Gao Feng was a bit angry at this time. He was a big brother, but when had he ever been pointed at and scolded by a group of young people? When the blood of the underworld gets hot, who cares who you are?

At this time, except for Gao Feng and his group who had their backs to the road, everyone else noticed something unusual on the road.

The east-west road was already congested at this time, with more and more people watching, and a lot of supercars and motorcycles parked on the road.

But at this time someone discovered that two convoys were coming from the east and west directions respectively.

The convoy coming from the east was led by a pink Rolls-Royce Cullinan, followed by a white Land Rover Range Rover, and then three Mercedes-Benz sedans.

The convoy coming from the west consisted directly of five black Audi A6s.

The two luxurious and impressive motorcades gave everyone a whiff of something unusual. The people on the road also completely left, clearing the entire road.

Sister Qing watched the scene on the road from afar, and thought of Bai Tang's phone call just now, and sighed softly in her heart. This little girl...

Judging from the situation, Gao Feng is going to be completely defeated today.

Zhao Yong and others also stood up at this time. Anyone who saw such a scene would be a little scared.

The entire scene was silent, even the group of rich second-generations who were shouting and cursing had stopped. Everyone was quietly observing what force was coming.

Only Gao Feng and his group, who were facing away from the road, were unaware of the situation. They thought everyone was frightened by his aura and were about to call their younger brothers to go forward and pull Bai Tang and Jin Duoduo out.

The two convoys, having just come to a complete stop, opened their doors in unison. A powerful-looking woman emerged from the lead pink Cullinan, while the remaining cars were filled with burly men in black.

Just as Gao Feng's men stepped forward and prepared to pull them, Bai Tang, who had been hiding in Shen Aojun's arms, suddenly had his eyes lit up and waved happily in the direction behind Gao Feng and the others.

"Sister Zhou, I'm here, I'm here!"

Gao Feng was stunned. What was this little girl doing? He turned his head and looked behind him.

Gao Feng felt numb and a chill ran from the top of his head to his heels.

I saw a long line of luxury cars parked on the roadside behind me. Leading the way was a woman, and at least twenty big men in black were running towards them beside her.

Gao Feng felt cold all over and saw Zhao Yong who was laughing at him not far away.

Damn Zhao Yong, he didn’t even remind me. I’m in trouble today.

Before Gao Feng could finish his thought, he was hit in the face by a fist as big as a sandbag.

Then, in just a moment, all the people on his side were knocked down and pressed to the ground.

The miserable Gao Feng and his younger brothers who didn't understand what was going on had their hands twisted from behind and their heads pressed to the ground.

Everyone present, including the onlookers, could see that the group of black-clad men had explosive physical fitness and strong and skillful techniques. It was obvious that they were professionally trained.