The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

In June, the evening market in Jiangnan Province is so hot it feels like steaming dumplings.

Neon lights flashed on the street, and cars flowed like water.

The old residential area and the bustling commercial district are separated by only one street, yet they seem like two different worlds.

"East gate of Cuiping Beili residential area".

Qin Zheng glanced at his phone, then looked up at the gate of the residential complex in front of him.

This is the right place.

Qin Zheng never expected that he would have to come out and look for a job when he got old.

He is sixty-three years old this year, with a few traces of traitors in his black hair, and wrinkles are faintly visible on his face.

Qin Zheng was covered in sweat from the search, his body felt sticky, and his joints ached slightly.

This is a hidden danger left over from his high-intensity work without taking care of his health when he was young, which has now come to the fore in his old age.

Qin Zheng had a physical examination and was found to have a lot of minor health problems.

It's not fatal, but it's certainly not comfortable.

Qin Zheng folded the job posting, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked towards the security booth.

He is not from this world.

To be precise, he traveled from Earth.

In his early twenties, he struck it rich and found himself in a parallel world on Earth, a young man of the same name and gender.

Having been given a second chance at life, Qin Zheng was extremely excited.

He boasted that after reading so many novels, the next step after this kind of plot should be the golden finger that every time traveler needs, right?

He waited a day, a week, a month.

No.

He tried to activate it manually.

He used his savings to speculate in stocks, invest, and start businesses, only to lose everything. Now he's hoping for the arrival of the "Spendthrift System."

No response.

He then lay dormant for three months, eating and sleeping all day, hoping for the "Dormancy System".

Still not.

Then I remembered a novel called "The System of Spending Money on Goddesses and Getting Cash Back". I shamelessly pursued a rich girl for two years, spending all my salary on entertaining and giving gifts, and she never even let me touch her hand.

The system still hasn't arrived.

He tried almost every system activation method mentioned in online novels, but all to no avail.

It wasn't until a year later that he remembered the saying "Many children, many blessings".

After all other methods failed, he could only hope that this was the only correct way to unlock the cheat system.

So he got married, had children, and took the matter of having children very seriously.

The eldest son, Qin Jianjun, the second son, Qin Mao, and the third son, Qin Huirong, were born one after another.

The system remained completely unresponsive.

Qin Zheng was completely heartbroken.

But the baby couldn't be put back in place after birth, and she had elderly parents and young children to care for.

The elderly need care, the children need to go to school, and the family needs expenses, so the heavy burden fell on his shoulders.

He gritted his teeth, saved every penny, saw his old man pass away, raised his three children with great care, and saw his wife pass away, until his children all grew up and established their own families.

I finally made it to retirement, thinking I could enjoy my old age in peace.

Unexpectedly, the second child got into trouble.

The second son, Qin Mao, got married early. The down payment for the wedding house was made with Qin Zheng's savings for his funeral and the eldest son's savings. Just after the monthly mortgage was paid off, his wife, Li Wan, plotted to sue him for domestic violence.

The judge ordered him to leave the house with nothing.

Even her only son, Qin Zixuan, took the surname of Li Wan's current husband, Zhao Qingde, and was renamed Zhao Zixuan.

Afterwards, in order to pay off his debts, Qin Mao worked as a security guard, a food deliveryman, and a construction worker. He also had to spend most of his monthly salary on child support until Zhao Zixuan graduated from university.

He himself lived in a partitioned room in an urban village and couldn't even afford a decent meal.

In recent years, Qin Mao has not dared to go home.

He only called home two or three times a year, each time asking his older brother for more time to raise money and inquire about Qin Zheng's health.

The eldest brother, Qin Jianjun, also had bad luck.

After his second son got into trouble, he lost money in a business partnership, owed the bank nearly a million yuan, and his house was almost foreclosed on.

In recent years, the eldest son and his wife have been arguing frequently, and their relationship has reached a freezing point, with divorce seemingly imminent.

Qin Jianjun drives for ride-hailing services until midnight every day after get off work to try to alleviate the financial burden on his family.

The workday can last 18-20 hours.

If no one helps, it won't be long before the elderly bury their children.

The third daughter, Qin Huirong, was a worry-free person. She married Zhou Hongyi, who moved into her family home, and they had a son named Qin Ziyang. The young couple were quite ambitious, and their life was relatively stable.

Fortunately, with the help of the third son and his son-in-law, the eldest son's family was not reduced to living on the streets.

But as their son Qin Ziyang grew up, the couple had to help arrange his wedding, preparing a car, a house, and a dowry.

With less support from the eldest brother, life became even harder.

Qin Zheng had taken a two-year break, and his savings for his funeral were almost gone again, so he was already thinking about making a comeback.

In addition, Qin Zihao's eldest grandson had been dating his girlfriend for three years and they were about to get married, but they broke up because his family was too poor to afford a car, a house, or a bride price.

That same day, the tall, strong young man squatted in the stairwell, hiding from his family, and cried all night.

Qin Zheng was so heartbroken that he couldn't sleep all night.

He has to come out and earn money.

"Hello, are you hiring security guards?"

Qin Zheng walked to the security booth and smiled at a middle-aged man in uniform inside.

The security captain looked Qin Zheng up and down, his gaze lingering on his slightly graying hair.

"How old are you?"

"Sixty-three."

The team leader waved his hand immediately: "No, we only hire people between twenty and forty-five years old. Your age isn't suitable."

"I'm in great health, and the two-shift system is no problem at all!"

"Sir, we have clear regulations here. Besides, even if you're the right age, there are still a series of requirements, such as appearance and physical fitness..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.

Qin Zheng opened his mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

Begging shamelessly? He can't bring himself to do it.

Qin Zheng turned and left, his gait appearing somewhat limping due to a knee problem.

As the team leader watched Qin Zheng leave, he poked his head out and shouted, "Grandpa, why don't you go check out the neighborhood next door? They should still be hiring there, though the pay is a bit low."

Qin Zheng didn't turn around, he just waved his hand.

He had looked at all the security guard positions in the city, and the salary next door was only 2,500 yuan a month.

Too little.

The salary here is six thousand yuan.

This is the highest-paying job he's found in the past two weeks.

If I can get the job, I can give the boss a subsidy of three or four thousand yuan every month, which will make things much better for him.

The rest will be given to the second son to help him pay off his debts and give the children a better life.

Now it seems he's not even qualified to be a gatekeeper.

Do I really have to go work as a security guard in those old residential areas for 2,500 yuan a month?

Qin Zheng stood by the roadside, watching the flow of traffic, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

He lived two lives.

He must have been incredibly lucky in his past life to work so hard to raise three children in this one, and now he's over sixty and still has to worry about money.

The cheat code I fantasized about countless times when I was young never came true, even as I die.

He didn't even dare to die.

If he dies, the family will truly fall apart.

"bite."

A crisp notification sound rang in my mind.

Qin Zheng was stunned.

[Sorry for the long wait, host. This loading took a considerable amount of time.]

[Scanning and assessing host condition... Identification complete.]

[Congratulations, host, on binding with the Godly Tycoon System! You have received 99.99 trillion RMB.]

The funds have been legally transferred to BlueStar, and no organization will verify the source of these funds.

[Furthermore, sensing that the host's time is near, and in order to compensate for the excessively long system loading time that prevented the host from enjoying life normally, a special mission will be issued. Completing the mission will grant special rewards, including but not limited to: lifespan extension, comprehensive restoration of bodily functions, cure of diseases, and physical enhancement drugs.]

[The RMB has been deposited into the host's linked bank card, which has been automatically upgraded to a Supreme Black Gold Card with unlimited spending.]

"99999999999999999 RMB have been deposited into your bank account."

Qin Zheng stood still, his pupils suddenly contracting.

To seize the young?

Qin was counting the string of nines.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand...

99.99 trillion?

Hahahahahaha.

He suddenly burst out laughing, a sound that seemed rather unpleasant in the sweltering night, drawing stares from passersby.

Forty years.

Forty years!

He had waited for the "spendthrift system" (a system designed to exploit people's wealth), and when he was twenty, he sold his old house to speculate in stocks, losing everything except his underwear, and eating bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat every day.

He waited for the abandoned system, lay around for three months, and was kicked out of the house by his father.

He waited for the "simp system" (a system that licks boots up women), and licked the boots of rich girls, only to find that they turned around and married a rich second-generation heir who drives a Porsche.

He waited for the cashback system, tipped the beautiful women on live streams, and spent all his savings.

He even tried sign-in systems, attendance systems, top student systems, and martial god systems...

He tried everything that appeared in the novel.

The results of it?

There was nothing there.

He accepted his fate and worked hard as a bricklayer to raise his three children.

I thought I would never have anything to do with the system in this lifetime, but who would have thought that the system has been running for forty years!

It's impossible not to feel resentment towards the system.

Qin Zheng took several deep breaths to calm himself down a little.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine trillion.

He had seen this number countless times in novels, but the impact was completely different when it truly belonged to him.

His first reaction wasn't excitement, but rather a sense of bewilderment.

How do I spend so much money?

The most extravagant thing he ever did in his life was when he bought his wife a gold ring worth three thousand yuan for their wedding.

Moreover, at his age, his health is already poor. Even if he's going to splurge, he has to be careful, otherwise his body won't be able to handle it, and he might pass away any day now.

Just as Qin Zheng was feeling somewhat lost.

The system beep sounded again.

[Detection indicates that the host's second son, Qin Mao, has lost his will to live and is contemplating suicide!]

[Special mission issued.]

[Task Title: The Son Should Follow His Father.]

[Mission Details: Qin Mao, the second son, is currently located outside the guardrail in the middle section of the Chengdong Binjiang Bridge, and is extremely emotionally unstable. Please proceed to the scene immediately to prevent Qin Mao from committing suicide. Note: Qin Mao's phone is switched off and he cannot be contacted via communication.]

[Mission Reward: One year of lifespan + one random blind box.]

[Mission Failure Penalty: The probability of triggering random missions is significantly reduced.]

Second child? Suicide?

Yes, the second son has been living a miserable life these past few years because of money problems, and he has suffered a lot in secret.

The eldest son's family is also facing difficulties.

Didn't he always hope that his children and grandchildren would be well?

Now that he has so much money, he can benefit his family and give them a better life!

Not only that, he also wants to build the Qin family into the world's number one super-rich family!

Having found his direction, Qin Zheng turned around and ran towards the roadside without saying a word.

He walked too fast and his knees hurt terribly, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, rushing to the side of the road to hail a taxi.

Three vehicles, all carrying passengers, drove past in a row.

"Damn it!"

He cursed and rushed to a taxi that was about to pull over to drop off passengers, banging on the window and shouting, "Driver! Chengdong Binjiang Bridge! Drive faster!"

"Help!"

The driver was startled and rolled down the window, about to yell at him, but when he saw Qin Zheng's pale face and the words "save people," he swallowed the words back.

"Come on up."

Qin Zheng opened the back door and got in, leaning back in his seat with his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Qin Mao.

His second son.

That child was honest and quiet from a young age, and he never uttered a sound even when wronged.

When Li Wan accused him of domestic violence, Qin Zheng refused to believe it no matter what. He knew perfectly well what kind of son he had raised.

But the court believed it, outsiders believed it, even his grandson Qin Zixuan believed it, and he severed all ties with his second son.

In recent years, Qin Mao has been living alone outside, and he doesn't even come back for the Chinese New Year.

Occasionally, I'll make a phone call, but it's just a quick exchange of words before hanging up.

Qin Zheng knew he was hiding.

He was hiding from his debts, from his family, and from the world that made him ashamed to face.

Now he no longer needs to hide.

He will give him the best of everything!

"Faster, Master."

Qin Zheng's voice was somewhat hurried.

The taxi weaved through the traffic, the neon lights outside the window casting blurry streaks of light.

As the outline of the Binjiang Bridge came into view, Qin Zheng saw a figure vaguely visible on the outside of the bridge railing.

His heart stopped for a moment.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Qin Zheng pushed open the car door and rushed out.

His knees were throbbing with pain. He staggered and almost fell to the ground, but gritted his teeth to steady himself and ran toward the figure.

Qin Mao stood on the outside of the railing, gripping it with both hands, facing the river, with two empty bottles of Snow Beer lying slumped to the side.

The wind made his shirt flutter loudly.

"Kitty!"

"Your dad's here!"