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

"Dad, isn't this too much?"

Qin Jianjun's voice trembled.

The string of numbers on the screen made his palms sweat.

100, 000, 000.

One hundred million? He'd never seen so much money in his life.

He originally thought that his father would give him a maximum of ten million.

Who knew it would increase tenfold?

"Big brother, don't worry, Dad is really rich. He put two hundred million in my account."

As Qin Mao spoke, he took out the dark gold membership card of the Emperor of the World.

Qin Zihao's gaze was drawn to the card.

"Second Uncle, what's this?" he asked curiously.

"See those two words? Emperor!" Qin Mao pointed to the gilded lettering on the card, his tone proud. "Emperor of the World, that's the biggest shopping mall in our Jiangnan Province."

His finger moved to the upper right corner of the card and tapped the traditional Chinese character.

"See this traditional Chinese character? 拾扒!"

Qin Zihao's Adam's apple bobbed.

The Emperor of the World. As the most prestigious shopping mall in Jiangnan Province, he had certainly heard of it.

In college, the richest classmate in my class had a birthday party and invited a few close friends to dinner at the Emperor Hotel. He bragged about it for the entire semester.

"Let me tell you, the Emperor's Mall has different tiers. My classmate's dad is a LV5 member and has been to the fifth floor once. The lights inside are all crystal, and there's even a professional driveway. I heard only the super-rich can drive up there..."

That was the first time he had ever heard of the "Emperor of the Human World".

LV5.

It was a level that he and his classmates had always envied.

And now the card in my second uncle's hand says...

"eighteen!".

Qin Zihao gasped.

He later inquired about the ranking system of the Human Emperors, and the highest level was level 18.

It is said that there are no more than fifty people in the entire Jiangnan Province who possess this card.

My grandfather is actually one of the richest men in Jiangnan Province?

Wouldn't that make him a third-generation rich kid?

Thinking of this, Qin Zihao's breathing became noticeably more rapid.

He looked down at the newly unpacked iPhone 15 Pro Max in his hand, then at the pile of bags on the ground labeled Dior, and then at the dark gold card in his uncle's hand.

These things weren't borrowed or rented; they belonged to their family.

Zhao Lin stood to the side, looking at Qin Zheng in disbelief.

My father-in-law is so rich?

She has been married into the Qin family for over twenty years, and Qin Zheng always wears clothes from street stalls and eats in a very refined manner.

During holidays, Qin Zheng would give them red envelopes, usually containing a maximum of two hundred yuan, and always said, "The sentiment is enough."

Every time something happened in the family, the money her father-in-law gave her was pieced together from various sources, and she always thought he was just an ordinary old man.

Now tell her that her father-in-law has always been very wealthy?

She swallowed hard.

It looks so fake, but everything happening in front of me is real.

"Dad, I'll go get the account book to pay off the debts first." Qin Jianjun turned and walked towards the bedroom.

He kept a small notebook to record every single debt his family owed.

The amounts were from banks and friends, ranging from a few hundred to several thousand to tens of thousands, with some even specifying the interest rate, and the notes were densely written across several pages.

He needs to calculate carefully; he needs to repay more of the interest-free loans he received.

"It's getting late, remember to go to bed early. With the money in hand, you can pay it back anytime," Qin Zheng stood up.

"Okay, Dad, you rest first, don't worry about me."

Qin Jianjun just wants to pay back the money and get a good night's sleep.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin turned around and went inside to lay out the freshly dried sheets and quilts.

Qin Mao, who was standing to the side, suddenly relaxed and felt sleepiness wash over him.

So much happened that day that his nerves were completely exhausted.

"Dad, I'm going to sleep now."

With that, he walked into a guest room, closed the door, and went to sleep.

The sound of snoring soon came from the room.

Zhao Lin brought the sheets and blankets into the room. After hearing the snoring, she paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"My second brother must be exhausted. He's been inside for less than a minute and he's already snoring."

She spread out the sheets, and then laid the blankets vertically across half of the bed.

"You've had it tough too; these past few days have been hard for you."

Qin Zheng's voice came from behind.

Zhao Lin paused for a moment.

"It's not hard," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "With Dad here, I won't have to suffer in the future."

Qin Zheng didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. He hadn't taken his vitality potion yet.

Now is the perfect time.

Zhao Lin stood still, lowered her head, and quickly wiped the corner of her eye with her sleeve.

It would be a lie to say it wasn't tough, but after all the hardship came the reward, and it was all worth it.

On the other hand, Qin Zihao took many photos of Dior clothes and Apple phone packaging boxes, and shared them on his WeChat Moments immediately.

The title is: "Turns out my grandpa had a little bit of money."

Each uploaded photo has a small English text message in the bottom left corner that reads "iPhone 15 Pro Max".

send.

Within a minute, likes and comments flooded in, with the first comment coming from a college roommate.

Jiang Lei: "Brother Hao, did you find this picture online?"

Guo Fan: "Brother Hao, does your grandpa need another grandson? I'm obedient, sensible, and well-behaved, the kind who can help spend money."

Zhou Erniu: "Brother Hao, Brother Hao, I'm not afraid of you driving a Land Rover, but you have to remember our friendship, remember to take me along, *crying*."

Several college classmates I don't usually keep in touch with also chimed in and liked the post.

Someone posted a string of "???" in the comments, and someone else sent him a private message asking, "Bro, did you win the lottery?"

Qin Zihao read through them one by one, a wide grin spreading across his face.

Suddenly, a private message popped up.

It's my ex-girlfriend, Li Yan.

"Zihao, is what you posted on your WeChat Moments true?"

Just as Qin Zihao was about to reply "yes", several more messages popped up.

"Zihao, I've thought about it seriously. I was wrong before. I shouldn't have been so willful."

"It was my fault, but I've realized my mistake. Please forgive me this once, okay?"

"You said you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me, you wouldn't lie to me, would you?"

...

Qin Zihao looked at the messages popping up on the screen and suddenly deleted "Yes".

Li Yan and he were together for three and a half years, dating from university to graduation.

He gave her his whole heart.

When his internship salary was 3,000 yuan, he could spend 2,800 yuan to buy her a birthday gift, while he himself ate only steamed buns for half a month.

She said she wanted to go to the beach, and even though his family was struggling financially, he saved up for three months and booked two plane tickets to Sanya, taking her there for a week.

Then she said she wanted to break up, citing the lame breakup excuses used by female supporting characters in TV dramas that he had once mocked.

"You can't give me the future I want."

This was the last thing she said.

Then we didn't contact each other for two whole months.

I just posted on my WeChat Moments that my family is rich.

Did she immediately "realize her mistake" and beg for forgiveness?

Qin Zihao stared at the screen and suddenly realized how ridiculous he had been.

He carefully read the messages Li Yan had sent.

Every single one of them says something bad, that she's wrong, that she's incorrect.

Not a single word from him expressed concern about whether he had been doing well these past two months.

She never cared about him; she cared about her grandfather's money.

Or rather, they are rich people, whoever they may be.

Qin Zihao suddenly realized that Li Yan was just so-so.

The beautiful image of Li Yan in my heart has shattered.

In the past, what he hated most was gold diggers.

Now, Li Yan keeps saying she was wrong, but the messages she sends are still trying to get him to send her the latest iPhone and a Dior bag.

If it's not materialism, then what is it?

Messages kept popping up on the screen, one after another, with the tone becoming increasingly urgent.

"Zihao, are you there?"

Are you still angry with me?

"I really know I was wrong, please forgive me?"

Qin Zihao swiped away from the chat interface.

Just then, a few private messages from my brothers popped up.

Jiang Lei: "Brother Hao, I don't care if you're really rich or not, just treat me to dinner next time, lol."

Guo Fan: "Brother, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me. Remember to take me with you. I'm not picky; I'll take you to any roadside stall."

Zhou Erniu: "Brother Hao, seriously, if you really become successful, just don't forget your brothers. No need for you to treat us, we'll stick to the old ways—barbecue and beer on me. Our friendship won't be ruined by money!"

Qin Zihao looked at these messages and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

None of these people asked him, "Can you give me a designer brand item?" nor did any of them say, "Are you trying to scam me?"

He didn't even need to treat us; it was still the same as always.

He recalled those difficult years in college, during which his roommates would often treat him to meals. His trip to Sanya wouldn't have been possible without their strong support.

He would go to great lengths for his brother's happiness.

That's what brothers are all about.

in the bathroom.

Qin Zheng drank the vitality potion, and instantly his skin began to ooze oil, which was jet black and emitted a foul odor.

Is this the filth inside the body?

He turned on the water heater and rinsed it clean.

At the same time, a surge of heat suddenly rose within him, warming his entire body.

Qin Zheng felt an inexhaustible surge of energy within him, just like when he was young and strong.

He lifted his foot, and the pain in his knee disappeared.

I bent over until I was completely down, and there was no discomfort.

His old ailments have all been cured.

As expected of a product from the system!

Feeling the youthfulness in his body, Qin Zheng suppressed the urge to burst into laughter.

He no longer needs to worry about his health; he should enjoy life to the fullest!