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

The morning sunlight streamed through the old glass window, falling on Qin Zheng's face and waking him up.

I picked up my phone and glanced at it; it was 9:30.

What a wonderful sleep!

Qin Zheng stretched and felt more energetic than usual.

As soon as he opened the door, his son and grandson at the dinner table got up to greet him.

"father."

Good morning, Grandpa.

Qin Zheng waved his hand, "No need to be so formal, sit down and have breakfast."

He glanced at the dining table.

It contains more than ten kinds of food, including steamed buns, porridge, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and soup noodles.

Qin Zheng knew that his daughter-in-law might not like his taste, so he prepared a variety of breakfast options.

Just as Qin Zheng had expected, Zhao Lin's face showed a cautious nervousness.

She didn't know what wealthy people ate, so she could only buy and cook more so that her father-in-law could choose what he liked to eat.

Therefore, Yu Guang kept a close eye on Qin Zheng's expression.

"Eat it all." Qin Zheng picked up the bowl of white porridge and took a sip.

Qin Jianjun looked energetic and his brows were relaxed, making him appear much younger.

He must have been able to sleep soundly after paying off those debts.

Qin Zheng was very satisfied; who would spend their days with a gloomy face?

Qin Mao sat opposite him. Although his skin was still a bit dark, his demeanor was even better than the boss's.

The way he picked up the porridge bowl and put down his chopsticks revealed an elegance and composure he was unaware of.

Zhao Lin served everyone porridge with a smile. Seeing that Qin Zheng had no objections, she finally sat down and began to eat in small bites.

"Grandpa, you look younger than before."

Qin Zihao stared intently at Qin Zheng, observing him closely. "Your white hair is gone, and your wrinkles have lessened. Grandpa, you look even younger than Dad!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Qin Zheng and scrutinized him closely.

Just as Qin Zihao said.

Qin Zheng held the bowl of porridge and took a sip slowly.

"Wasn't it all just to keep it from you all? This is actually Grandpa's true nature."

They suddenly realized.

I've always heard that rich people know how to take good care of their skin, and Qin Zheng's radiant complexion is definitely true.

"Grandpa, then what do you..."

Qin Zihao was speaking when he suddenly hissed in pain.

He glared angrily at his father.

Qin Jianjun withdrew his foot, ignoring his son's angry glare.

You ignored me last night, and just now you're making fun of me again. Do you really think I don't hold grudges?

Zhao Lin saw her husband's little trick and covered her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Qin Zheng also noticed his boss's little action and chuckled as well.

How wonderful! With such a warm and loving family, there's something to look forward to in life.

It was past ten o'clock when I finished breakfast.

Qin Jianjun's family was supposed to go to work, but Qin Mao stopped them in the morning.

It was only after Qin Mao's reminder that they truly realized they were no longer the same people they used to be.

Moreover, the old man dislikes it most when others embarrass him.

Qin Jianjun remembered the 100 million yuan his father had transferred to him last night; after paying off his debts, he would still have over 90 million yuan left.

Even considering Qin Zihao and Qin Nian'an, he still didn't know how he could possibly spend all the money.

That class really doesn't need to be attended anymore.

Zhao Lin also realized that her father-in-law was very rich, her husband was a second-generation rich kid, and she was the wife of a rich young master.

In such families, every action a woman takes must be worthy of her husband.

Qin Zihao took it for granted and naturally didn't go to work.

"We'll wait for Grandpa's arrangements and see when we can take over the family assets."

Their supervisor even called to ask about it.

"Not going to work? Forgetting your salary? You're done living?"

The unanimous answer I received was, "No, I don't care about that little bit of money."

This has left the foreman speechless. Did his house get demolished or did he win the lottery? How can he be so arrogant?

Qin Zheng finished the last mouthful of porridge, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and stood up.

"Let's go."

"Where are we going, Dad?" Qin Mao asked.

"Let's go to the dealership to buy a car." Qin Zheng glanced at Qin Mao and teased, "You were practically glued to that Maybach last night. Look at you, that's all you've got."

Qin Mao chuckled but didn't reply.

He really liked that Maybach S680; it was black and looked very imposing.

Last night, while sitting in the back seat, he was already thinking about picking up the car today.

"The eldest son's old car is also due for repair, so let's all go take a look. If we find one we like, we can buy it directly, so that everyone can have one."

Qin Zihao's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Grandpa, is any kind of car okay?" His voice sounded a little uncertain.

"Buy it if you like it."

Qin Zihao's lips curled into a wide smile.

Although my second uncle's Maybach is impressive, he thinks it's a car for successful people, and it's too old-fashioned for a young man in his early twenties like himself to drive one.

He wanted a Porsche Cayenne, black, suitable for young people, something that would make him look good without making him look old.

Or a Land Rover Range Rover, white, the boxy kind.

Or perhaps...

He mentally compared all the cars he knew about several times, his expression shifting between excitement and anxiety, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

Seeing his grandson like this, Qin Zheng felt happy too.

He was about to go out when he suddenly forgot something.

We don't have a car anymore.

Should I walk or take a taxi to the 4S store?

Qin Zheng stood at the door and suddenly found it a little funny.

Why would someone with 999 trillion yuan in their bank account need to take a taxi when they go out?

"Second brother, call Li Jun."

Qin Mao took out his phone and hesitated for a moment: "Dad, we're not going to the Emperor Hotel. Wouldn't it be too much trouble to ask them to pick us up? It's not far to take a taxi to the 4S store."

Qin Zheng turned around and glanced at Qin Mao.

"Cat, your status is different now. You must live up to your own standards in terms of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation."

Qin Zheng looked at the three of them and spoke each word clearly.

"I know it's hard for you to adjust to your new roles right now. But that's okay, take it slow. I want you to gradually shed your inherent cowardice, especially your tendency to be stingy with money."

"I'll emphasize this one last time."

"Our family is not short of money."

The three nodded earnestly, "Understood, Dad/Grandpa."

Qin Mao didn't say anything more, and dialed Li Jun's number.

"Mr. Li, could you please pick us up at Xingfu Garden and take us to the 4S flagship store?"

"Okay, Mr. Qin, please wait a moment. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

Qin Mao hung up the phone and looked up to see Qin Zihao looking at Qin Zheng with an almost worshipful gaze.

Qin Zihao suddenly realized that his grandfather was really powerful when he said, "Our family is not short of money!"