The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

"Ms. Newkman? Why do you feel so familiar..."

"Italian! Isn't there only one Newman family in Italy? Although they are not very active in the international arena, their strength should not be underestimated!"

“Wow, I didn’t expect that the Baili family is actually related to the Newkman family?”

"Wait, the Newman family! I know," a lady whispered, "that famous German brand..."

It was indeed a surprise to everyone, as the Newman family represents strong capital and almost 100% risk resistance.

In the entire Hong Kong city, probably only the richest man Cheng Daoguang’s total wealth and assets combined can barely squeeze into the circle of these big foreign families.

To put it bluntly, everyone present, except Zhou Huai, is actually not worthy of carrying Tang Tang's shoes.

After all, Tang Tang not only has the surname Newkman, but is also a direct descendant of the Newkman family and the only heir at present.

Her status abroad is basically on par with that of the royal princes and princesses, and she will also be invited to attend banquets as a royal guest.

Therefore, many people were already attracted by Tang Tang, and some even looked at their own children with hatred, and looked at Zhou Huai with some jealousy.

Oh my god! This is the heir of the Newkman family. How did Zhou Huai get in touch with him?

"So, let Miss Newkman say a few words next?"

Tang Tang took the microphone calmly, not intending to steal the limelight from the host. He just looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Everyone, I'm glad to be able to attend this party."

"This time I came to Hong Kong, indeed on behalf of the Newkman family to investigate the domestic market, but I have a lot of time, so as a guest, I will not say more."

"Thank you Mr. Baili and Mrs. Baili for your hospitality. Finally, I wish Mr. Baili and Mrs. Baili a happy marriage."

She only said a few words, but each sentence was concise and appropriate, expressing both the signal of cooperation and the appropriate blessing to Baili Qing and Gao Qinglian.

Tang Tang's confident and calm demeanor also left a deep impression on the celebrities present.

"Hahaha, thank you Miss Newkman for your blessing. Now, the party begins! Everyone please feel free to join us."

As Baili Qing finished speaking, the band that had been waiting around the dance hall began to play music.

Although many people wanted to talk to Tang Tang, there was still a lot of time, so no one acted rashly.

It was just the opening dance time, as beautiful music sounded, Baili Qing, as the host of the party, invited his wife to dance.

Gao Qinglian smiled, and although there were wrinkles on her face, she was still gentle and dignified.

The hosts started dancing, and others who came with their partners also joined in the dance.

Zhou Huai looked at Tang Tang with bright eyes, bowed slightly like a gentleman, and then extended his hand to her, inviting her, "I wonder if I would be honored to invite Miss Tang to dance the first dance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a low, hoarse male voice behind him, "Tangtang."

Zhou Huai's outstretched hand was still raised in the air. When he heard the voice, he first looked up at Tang Tang.

Tang Tang's gaze passed through him and fell behind him, and it was obvious that he knew the visitor.

Zhou Huai roughly guessed who was coming.

After all, he already knew that someone had invited Tang Tang to dinner in the open-air garden.

Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Zhou Huai had already turned Song Mu's identity upside down.

Of course, the same thing happened before Song Mu came to Hong Kong, and the news about Zhou Huai was also turned upside down.

In fact, Zhou Huai was even more miserable.

Because he was the only one who checked Song Mu's news, but Zhou Huai's news was checked by a group of men in City A and City B.

Including other men who did not receive the gossip about Tang Tang and Zhou Huai the day before yesterday, now they all know about it.

Zhou Huai sighed slightly, then slowly withdrew his hand and stood up straight.

Well, he was thinking about spending more time with Tang Tang before she returned to the mainland, but who knew that there would be someone so blind as to travel thousands of miles from the mainland to Hong Kong.

It's annoying too.

He turned around and looked at the man in front of him.

Song Mu's information had long been placed on Zhou Huai's desk. He glanced at Song Mu and curled his lips, "Mr. Song, I've heard of your name for a long time."

Tang Tang's vision in men is naturally first-class. Zhou Huai and Song Mu each have their own temperament, and it is hard to say who is better.

Song Mu's eyes fell on Zhou Huai, and then he also responded, "Mr. Zhou, I have heard a lot about you."

The two seemed quite friendly, but they were just talking attentively. In the end, the two who had "admired" each other for a long time didn't even shake hands.

It's also quite plastic "I've heard of it for a long time".

Neither of them had the heart to make the choice up to Tang Tang, so no one mentioned dancing with Tang Tang again.

It’s just that the atmosphere between the three of them was weird, and since they weren’t dancing, they felt a bit out of place standing there.

Just as Tang Tang was about to run away, another person came over.

It can only be said that it was a gathering of heroes. Tang Tang stood firm and prepared to escape, looking at the person who came.

This man had sharp and handsome features and had a bit of a playboy temperament, but he was completely different from Cheng Ran.

Cheng Ran is a playboy, but the man who is walking over now has an explosive body, and his full muscles can be seen under the tight black suit.

He has a pair of cold peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, noble facial features and a nonchalant temperament.

The tall man looked at almost no one and walked in front of the three people in a few steps. He looked at Tang Tang with interest, and then his eyes fell on Zhou Huai.

Zhou Huai obviously knew this person. The two nodded to each other but did not say hello.

"Ms. Newkman?" The man raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of arrogant smiles, and he had a strong sense of aggression. "Nice to meet you, I'm Rongchuan."

Oh, this is Rong Chuan, the eldest son of the Rong family who is as famous as Zhou Huai.

Tang Tang's eyes fell on Rong Chuan's face, and he met Rong Chuan's pair of eyes that were smiling beautifully. He also raised his eyebrows like him, stretched out his hand to shake his hand, and said, "Mr. Rong, I have heard of your name for a long time."

Tang Tang's hands were slender and her palms were delicate. Rong Chuan squeezed them gently and then let go like a gentleman.

He seemed like a person who was born to be at the top. The elegant and handsome temperament he exuded was unconcealed, clearly showing that the man in front of him was a playboy.

After Rongchuan joined in, the lineup of three men and one woman became even stranger, and attracted a lot of attention.

There is no way. Let’s not talk about Song Mu, but just Zhou Huai and Rong Chuan. Although their reputations are completely opposite, their excellence is recognized by everyone in Hong Kong.

Now three young, handsome, and well-connected men were standing together, and many rich girls began to look at them.