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

The special effects of the gifts filling the sky gradually faded away.

Qin Ziyang looked at the densely packed gift-giver IDs on the screen, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before speaking softly to the camera.

"Thank you all for your support, Jiangnan friends. It's very kind of you."

He never expected that these wealthy families in Jiangnan Province would take the initiative to stand up for him.

Whether or not outsiders support it, this bet will not have any surprises.

However, he remembered this small token of his appreciation.

On the other side of the screen, Xiao Shaojie, Zhang Chengyu, and the other second-generation rich kids breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and smiles appeared on their faces.

Become!

Qin Ziyang's words of thanks meant that their gift was not wasted, they had successfully completed the task assigned by their elders, and the Qin family remembered their family's attitude.

They all sent another lavish gift and left comments:

"Young Master Qin, you're too kind. It's our honor to stand up for you."

Qin Ziyang nodded slightly, said nothing more, and directly initiated a live broadcast connection with Xu Sanshao.

The connection request was accepted almost instantly, and the images in both live streams switched simultaneously, showing Qin Ziyang's composed figure and Xu Sanshao's arrogant face appearing before the eyes of netizens across the internet.

Before the two could even exchange a single word, Xu Sanshao's live stream was suddenly flooded with dazzling special effects and gift notifications, all from IDs with the prefix "Shanghai".

Clearly, the second-generation elites of Shanghai's wealthy families were unwilling to let Xu Sanshao be outdone by the second-generation elites of Jiangnan Province, so they rushed to support him immediately.

"Do they really think we're nobody in Shanghai? Some bumpkin from some backwater dares to show off?"

"They're just a bunch of rabble. Let's show them what real second-generation rich kids are like."

"A nouveau riche leading a bunch of bumpkins dares to dream of calling themselves a powerful family? Let's see what you're capable of."

"Brothers, let's start!"

[Xu Mingzhe of the Xu family in Shanghai is giving away 100 units of the "Universal Throne"!]

[Lu Zeyu of the Lu Family in Shanghai is giving away 100 [Liuli Immortal Pavilion] items!]

[Shen Haochen from the Shen Family of Shanghai is giving away 100 Starship Battleships!]

...

The second-generation rich kids from Shanghai are even more extravagant than those from Jiangnan Province, each of them receiving at least two hundred top-tier gifts, with special effects instantly filling Xu Sanshao's screen.

Sitting in his study, Xu Sanshao looked at the strong support from his friends in the industry and a smug smirk appeared on his lips.

He spoke arrogantly to his live stream camera, deliberately raising his voice as if he were speaking to Qin Ziyang, or perhaps to all the viewers online.

"These bumpkins from Jiangnan Province dare to compare themselves to me?"

"Look at the social circles in Shanghai! This is true elite status, something you country bumpkins from Jiangnan can't compare to!"

He recalled Qin Ziyang's message and, mimicking the other's provocation, said, "Brother Dream, it's not too late for you to apologize now."

Qin Ziyang rolled his eyes, his tone arrogant, "You'd better prepare a hundred million first, or you'll come crying to your mother when you lose."

Seeing that Qin Ziyang was still stubborn, Xu Sanshao sneered, "Since that's the case, let's start with the terms of the bet."

"Also, don't try to fool me with those beat-up sports cars. I bet you don't own any top-of-the-line supercars, let alone a decent private jet."

After Xu Sanshao finished speaking, the viewers in the live stream became restless, and the comments section split into two extremes, arguing fiercely.

The wealthy families in Jiangnan Province are definitely not in the same league as those in Shanghai.

Top-tier supercars are all limited editions; they're not that easy to own. Let's see how Dream Bro explains himself if he can't produce one later.

[This is hilarious! So what if they're from Shanghai's wealthy families? Wasn't the spectacle from Jiangnan Province impressive enough? Aren't the Xiao and Zhang families top-tier wealthy families?]

[If Dream Bro couldn't come up with 100 million, he wouldn't have accepted the bet in the first place! Young Master Xu should worry about himself!]

[Top-tier supercar? Dream Bro's sports car is a hundred times more luxurious than your beat-up Rosewood! Private jet? Didn't you see the lines on the ground? The background is an airport, are you blind?]

The live stream was buzzing with excitement, with gifts and special effects never stopping. The second-generation rich kids from Jiangnan Province, after hearing Xu Sanshao call them country bumpkins, seemed to be competing with each other, showering gifts wave after wave, causing the gift revenue to skyrocket.

Qin Ziyang listened to Xu Sanshao's provocative words, but his face remained expressionless. He simply spoke calmly.

"My supercar is definitely a hundred times better than your piece of junk."

Xu Sanshao's face darkened, enraged by Qin Ziyang's attitude, and he immediately retorted:

"What a joke! I'll put the Mei Ying right in front of the camera right now. Do you dare to bring out your so-called top-of-the-line sports car and compare it? Is it just a photo from some Hollywood blockbuster?"

"Stop talking big and don't be afraid of biting your tongue."

As he spoke, Xu Sanshao instructed his assistant to point the camera at Mei Ying outside the window, and the gilded purple car body reappeared in the frame.

He deliberately showed off, saying, "See that? This is a real top-of-the-line supercar!"

At this moment, Lin Tianyu was sitting on the bed, looking at Xu Sanshao's arrogant face, a hint of disdain and mockery flashing in his eyes.

The Xu family?

They're just a second-rate wealthy family in Shanghai, like the Zhao family. They're not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the Lin family. They actually dared to make a bet with that young master of the Qin family. They're simply courting death!

He had personally witnessed Qin Ziyang's aura and Qin Zheng's domineering behavior when he snatched the car. Coupled with his father's instructions, he had a certain guess about the Qin family's background and knew that this newly wealthy family was not one that the Xu family could easily mess with.

As for the tattered Rose Shadow, needless to say, it's a trash brand they look down on, not even worthy of being compared to Sky Dome. Only Young Master Xu would take it out and show it off like a treasure.

The real top-tier supercars are either taken by the upper echelons or intercepted by people in their own circle; they simply cannot circulate among the lower levels.

Lin Tianyu remembered that Xu Sanshao would occasionally come to the supercar circle, so he sent a bullet screen reminder.

Admit defeat; they're someone you can't afford to mess with.

But as soon as the message was sent out, it was attacked by Xu Sanshao's fans who mistook it for Dream Brother's fans.

[Where did this nobody come from, daring to mock Young Master Xu?]

[Is he probably Qin Ziyang's lackey? Doesn't he know his place?]

Get lost! Let's see how long you can stay arrogant after Young Master Xu wins the bet!

Lin Tianyu was too lazy to argue with these people, so he simply turned off the comments and watched the live stream quietly.

He wanted to see just how much pain Xu Sanshao's face would feel in a moment.

Qin Ziyang listened to Xu Sanshao's boasting, smiled speechlessly, and turned to Zhang Xianglin beside him to give instructions:

"Let this young master from Shanghai see what my sports car really looks like. He can't even recognize the Bugatti Sky Dome, which is not for sale. How dare he show off his top-of-the-line supercar? Isn't he afraid of embarrassing himself?"

Zhang Xianglin nodded in agreement.

The camera slowly pans to reveal a vehicle entirely gray-black, with smooth, flowing lines and a body covered in futuristic patterns. Under the lights, it gleams with a cold luster, even more dazzling than Xu Sanshao's Mei Ying.

Viewers in the live stream were instantly stunned by Tianqiong's beauty.

Holy crap, Dream Bro wasn't lying! The photos in the trailer are actually real.

[A Bugatti Sky Dome? Guys, I checked, there are only two models in this series, one of which was auctioned off. This one is a Bugatti that's not for sale! And Dream Guy actually got it! Holy crap!]

[Young Master Xu, did you see that? This is Dream Bro's sky. Do you think your little shadow can even stage an accident?!]

Xu Sanshao looked at the sky in the camera lens, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes. Then, remembering something, he said disdainfully:

"That Bugatti Sky Dome is not for sale. Are you trying to say you bought it from Bugatti?"

He remembered checking specifically that morning, and the car was indeed on display at a Bugatti dealership in Shanghai, so it couldn't possibly be in Jiangnan Province.

"Your car is definitely fake. It's just an ordinary supercar that you bought and had someone paint it to imitate the sky."

"You try driving it around; I bet its lighting patterns are completely different from a real sky!"

Lin Tianyu looked at Xu Sanshao's hideous and grotesque face and sneered, "Fool."

I don't even know Tianqiong. It's a good thing I didn't hang out with him, otherwise I would have lost face and my status.

Qin Ziyang took the key from the bodyguard, twirled it between his fingers, then walked to Tianqiong, opened the car door, and inserted the key.

The engine roared, deep and resonant.

As the lights dimmed at the opportune moment, the neon light patterns embedded in the Sky Dome body instantly lit up, flowing along the body lines, creating a striking and smooth silhouette through the interplay of light and shadow.

It possesses both the rugged texture of technological machinery and the cool tension of a neon-lit city.

Qin Ziyang gripped the steering wheel, gave a cold laugh at the camera, and shouted:

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"