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

The cabin door slowly opened, and warm yellow light shone out, vaguely revealing a luxurious corner of the interior.

As Qin Ziyang stepped inside, the camera panned again, revealing the entire interior of the cabin.

The leather seats gleamed softly under the warm yellow light, and the mini-bar displayed top-quality red wines.

The large shower tub, private meeting room, private kitchen, and suites all exude luxury, making you feel like you've stepped into a five-star suite.

On the other side, Xu Sanshao stared intently at the screen, unconsciously pressing his face close to it, his eyes wide open, displaying an ugly expression.

His last shred of hope completely crumbled.

Netizens with sharp eyes noticed that the second-generation rich kids from Shanghai who had been showering Xu Sanshao with gifts had all stopped giving them and disappeared completely, while the actress was still celebrating and showing off her arrogance.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! This is something you can modify from an airplane cabin?! Poverty limits my imagination. Dream Bro is awesome! The Qin family is awesome!]

[Where's that second-generation Shanghai scion who was just mocking Dream Bro? Speak up! Are you mute?]

[Xu Sanshao's ridiculous behavior is hilarious! His face is practically glued to the screen, and he still won't accept reality?]

"Young Master Xu, take a look! Isn't this a large private jet? Didn't you want to check the interior?"

[Here's the important part! Why aren't those second-generation rich kids from Shanghai who supported Xu Sanshao sending gifts anymore? Where did their arrogance go?]

[Dream Bro really made the governor of Jiangnan province look good. From now on, all those second-generation rich kids in Shanghai will have to be half a head shorter in front of Dream Bro.]

After walking around the interior, Qin Ziyang loudly questioned the camera: "Tell everyone loudly, is this the interior of a large private jet?"

This question startled Xu Sanshao so much that he slumped into his chair, his face ashen.

He muttered to himself, "I lost... I lost..."

He understood what losing this bet meant.

This means he has lost face and can no longer gain a foothold in the elite circles of Shanghai.

This means that the Xu family has offended a top-tier wealthy family that they cannot afford to offend, and they will likely face great difficulties in Shanghai from now on.

The live stream room erupted in celebration, with a dense barrage of comments filled with adoration and cheers.

[Dream Bro is awesome! The Qin family is awesome!]

[That was so satisfying! From questioning sports cars to questioning private jets, they finally got a good slap in the face. This is what happens when you look down on others!]

[Young Master Qin is so domineering! This is what a truly top-tier wealthy family looks like—rich, powerful, and brimming with confidence!]

[The pride of Jiangnan Province! Young Master Qin has made us proud!]

In a private club in Beijing, the smiles on the faces of the group of top second-generation elites froze instantly, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They stared intently at the interior of the Gulfstream G700 on the screen, their mouths slightly agape.

They simply couldn't believe that a "nouveau riche" from Jiangnan Province could actually produce a Gulfstream G700 and pass the stringent verification process!

Everyone snapped out of their daze and subconsciously looked at Xie Zhan, only to find that the smile on his face had also frozen, the lazy aura around him had instantly dissipated, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But it was only for a moment. Xie Zhan quickly regained his composure and gave his attendants a few words of advice.

"Keep transferring the money, don't stop."

Then, he picked up his wine glass, his tone flat and arrogant.

"The top-tier wealthy families have always been the four great families of Beijing. The Chen family of Shanghai can barely be considered half of them."

"The Qin family? At best, they're a first-rate wealthy family. They've never won against me."

The group of second-generation rich kids quickly realized what was happening and started to chime in.

"Brother Zhan is right! Without the approval of the four major families in Beijing, no matter how wealthy the Qin family is, they can't be considered a top-tier wealthy family!"

"Exactly! The Qin family is just lucky; they have some money. They're not qualified to play with Brother Zhan and your group!"

"Brother Zhan is magnanimous; he doesn't get upset even after losing money. That's the true spirit of a top-tier wealthy family!"

Back in Shanghai, Lin Tianyu watched everything on the screen, a cold sweat breaking out on his back, his heart filled with lingering fear.

Fortunately, he heeded his father's advice and did not provoke Qin Ziyang because of the Sky Dome supercar.

The Qin family's strength was far more terrifying than he had imagined; the Lin family simply couldn't afford to offend them.

If he had acted impulsively and stepped forward, his fate would probably have been even worse than that of Xu Sanshao.

Xu Sanshao looked at the thousands of comments in the live stream demanding an apology, and saw that his supporters had long since fallen silent.

He could no longer hold back, lowered his once proud head, gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'm sorry... I was blind to your worth."

Qin Ziyang snorted coldly, "Didn't the Xu family feed you enough? Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Xu Sanshao gritted his teeth, his eyes red, and shouted at the camera, "I'm sorry, Young Master Qin! I underestimated you! I was wrong!"

After yelling, he didn't dare to look at the comments again. He hurriedly turned off the live stream, slumped into his chair, and trembled all over.

Just then, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Xu's father walked in with a livid face, raising his hand to give Xu San Shao a loud slap across the face.

With a sharp "slap," the crisp sound of a slap echoed through the room.

Young Master Xu covered his face, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and dared not look up at his father.

Mr. Xu was so angry that he trembled all over, and he grabbed his hair and forced him to tilt his head back.

"I told you to keep a low profile! I told you not to cause trouble! But you wouldn't listen! Now look what's happened, the Xu family is going to be ruined because of you!"

He pulled a black card from his pocket and threw it at Xu Sanshao's feet: "Take this card. I don't care what method you use, you must satisfy the Qin family and make them give up their revenge against the Xu family! Otherwise, I'll pretend I don't have a son like you!"

Xu Sanshao picked up the black card, covered his face, and quickly opened Qin Zihao's live stream, starting to shower him with gifts.

To save time, he ordered 100 copies of each top-tier gift, with special effects constantly flooding the screen.

He also added a message, making it clear to everyone in the live stream.

[I'm a dog who looks down on people, Young Master Qin, please don't hold it against me, I beg you to spare the Xu family!]

In the live broadcast room, netizens from Jiangnan Province were in an uproar, showing their pride and joy.

[Why can't you just be a good second-generation rich kid? You have to jump out and question Dream Bro. Fine, there are always dogs that don't know their place and bark indiscriminately. They only learn their mistake after being beaten.]

[That's so satisfying! This is what happens when you offend Dream Bro!]

[I hereby declare the Qin family era: A time of fervent anticipation!]

While sending gifts, Xu Sanshao waited anxiously for Qin Ziyang's response. When the gifts reached 100 million, Qin Ziyang's voice finally came, "That's enough."

But Young Master Xu dared not stop, fearing that Qin Ziyang would be dissatisfied. He continued to shower Qin Ziyang with gifts until he had spent 300 million, at which point he stopped, his hands trembling.

Looking at the gift records on the screen, Qin Ziyang spoke calmly, smiling at the viewers in the live stream.

"The compensation for this bet will be used to give the brothers a bonus. Remember to click the lucky bag in the upper right corner."

This time, netizens discovered that there were a total of three million lucky bags, with each bag containing 100 yuan.

Lucky bags worth 3 million!

The live stream room erupted in celebration once again.

[My God! 3 million in benefits?! Dream Bro is so generous!]

Thank you, Dream Bro! You're so generous!

[Out of three million lucky bags, will I be able to win one? Please, Young Master Qin, bless me!]

[So this is what it feels like to slap a rich kid in the face! My scalp is tingling, my skull is about to explode, I can't take it anymore~]

Qin family.

Qin Zihao watched as Qin Ziyang casually let Xu Sanshao go in the live stream and gently shook his head.

He remembered his grandfather patting him on the shoulder and saying that as the future heir of the Qin family, he had the responsibility to protect his clan and uphold the Qin family's honor.

If anyone who offends the Qin family can get away with it so easily, then who will respect the Qin family? Who will take the Qin family seriously?

Ziyang's decision not to pursue the matter demonstrates his magnanimity.

But that doesn't mean he, as the eldest brother, can easily let this matter go.

Qin Zihao turned to Qin Zheng, his usual playful expression gone, and said seriously, "Grandpa, I've almost used up the 300 billion yuan in funds from Zhenshi Group. Could you add a little more?"

A knowing glint flashed in Qin Zheng's eyes. He naturally knew that his eldest grandson had used 300 billion yuan to short the stocks of the Zhao family in Shanghai in order to avenge Qin Nian'an.

Looking at his eldest grandson's calm expression, he instantly guessed what the other party wanted to do.

This is an attempt to take action against the Xu family and establish the Qin family's authority.

He smiled, took out the black card that symbolized immense wealth, handed it to Lu Cheng'an beside him, and casually instructed: "Transfer 1000 billion to Zhenshi Group."

The eldest grandson is on the path to becoming the heir to a top conglomerate, so it's time to give him more experience.

Qin Zheng looked at Qin Zihao with a big smile, beckoned him to sit down next to him, and patted him on the shoulder again.

"Go for it! Grandpa will always support you!"