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

"Then so be it."

Qin Zihao took out his phone and sent a message and his location to Lu Chengan.

[Help me contact the director of the provincial public security bureau and tell him I have a major achievement to present to him.]

Lu Cheng'an replied almost instantly: "Yes, young master!"

Meanwhile, Li Haitao had just finished washing up and was lying in bed preparing to go to sleep.

He recalled the two documents he had signed that day.

One is a document proving the legal source of nearly 20 billion yuan in revenue from live streaming rewards on the Douyin platform, and the other is a document that Qin's helicopter urgently approved to save lives.

The first one was just a normal process that was sped up a bit, but the second one was what excited him the most.

Because he knew that the Qin family had invested another 1000 billion yuan into Zhenshi Group.

That's a whopping 100 billion! Add that to the previous 30 billion, and if all of it were invested in various industries in Jiangnan Province, how many jobs would it create, and how much GDP growth would it boost?

Tomorrow is the Qin family's banquet, and heaven knows how difficult these past two days have been for him. Many times, he wished he could bring a box of project documents and visit them on the spot.

Thinking this way, my initial drowsiness gradually disappeared, and I became even more energetic.

He kept simulating how much project funding he should try to secure during his meeting with the Qin family the next day.

A hundred billion? Impossible.

Eight hundred billion? Almost impossible.

Cut it in half, 65 billion? Yes, we must strive for it to the highest possible extent.

We must strive for at least 30 billion!

In addition to investing over 10 billion yuan in the new energy project that has been shelved for three years, the remaining money will also be invested in other key livelihood projects.

By then, once he's achieved some political success, his position will be even more secure, and he might even be transferred back to the central government...

Li Haitao was still thinking when his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and glanced at the caller ID.

It's Lu Cheng'an! Why is he making a phone call in the middle of the night?

Could something have happened to the Qin family?

Tomorrow is the Qin family's banquet. At this crucial juncture, the Qin family cannot afford any mishaps!

He answered the phone and lowered his voice, saying, "Mr. Lu, is there anything I can help you with so late?"

"I do have a very important matter to trouble Secretary Li with. My young master has been threatened by some underworld figures who say they have a major political achievement to present to Director Li Zhenggang. Could you please help me notify him to come and collect it?"

Threat? Li Haitao suddenly sat up in bed, startling his wife beside him.

"Mr. Lu, tell me where your young master is, and I'll have Director Li take some men there right away!"

After he finished speaking, sweat began to bead on his forehead.

If something serious happens to Qin Zihao tonight, will he still have the face to try to secure funding for the Qin family's projects tomorrow?

Qin Zheng could easily shut down all his requests with a simple excuse like "the public security in Jiangnan Province is too bad".

No, Qin Zihao absolutely cannot get into trouble.

After receiving Lu Chengan's location, Li Haitao immediately hung up and dialed Li Zhenggang's number.

"Zheng Gang, dispatch the police immediately, with plenty of men, to a barbecue restaurant called 'Kao Lu Zai San' on North Street in Jiangbei University Town. Make sure Qin Zihao is safe!"

After saying that, he threw off the covers, got up, and started getting dressed.

"It's so late, is there anything else?" his wife asked groggily.

"Yes, there's something important I need to do. You should get some sleep and make sure you're well-rested. Tomorrow, you can have a good talk with the young mistresses of the Qin family and build some rapport."

-

On the Qin family's side, Lu Cheng'an is having enough vehicles and manpower prepared.

In the bedroom, after listening to Lu Cheng'an's report, Qin Zheng calmly instructed, "I won't go."

"At this crucial moment, please pass on a message to my eldest grandson."

"Make plenty of friends, and wipe out all enemies."

Lu Cheng'an naturally understood Qin Zheng's meaning; this was a trial for Qin Zihao.

A slight smile curved his lips as he respectfully replied, "Yes, sir."

The full moon hangs in the sky, and the night is clear and bright.

The gates of Longhu Manor opened, and dozens of luxury cars filed out, each almost full of people.

-

Inside "Deliberation After Deliberation".

When Fang Lijie saw that Qin Zihao hadn't even made a phone call, he assumed the other party was scared and couldn't help but mock him again.

"Hey kid, weren't you going to call someone to take me in? What, you can't even bear to make a phone call? No phone credit?"

Qin Zihao picked up a drink and splashed it at Fang Lijie, startling him. Then, he slowly and deliberately said:

"You said before that I wasn't involved in the underworld and that I was too low-class, but now I'm going to tell you that you're not much better at calling people."

"You've been in the underworld for too long, you've forgotten what it's like to be in a position of power."

"You need to call for help yourself? Don't you find it ridiculous to say something like that, given your position?"

Fang Lijie scoffed, "You're so quick-witted, you think you're so great just because you made a phone call?"

"Strength isn't something you can just talk about. You'd better actually be able to call on some big shots, or my third uncle will make sure you don't see the sun rise tomorrow."

Qin Zihao chuckled, "Then shut your dog mouth and just wait and see."

Fang Lijie gritted his teeth, but dared not say anything more.

He vowed in his heart: when his third uncle arrives, he will make Qin Zihao kneel down and beg for mercy, then brutally dismember his limbs to vent his anger. Finally, he will teach him a lesson in his next life.

Over here, Qin Zihao turned to look outside and shouted, "Boss lady, are our skewers ready yet?"

"Huh?" The proprietress hurriedly replied, "It'll be ready soon."

She glanced at Liu Hu, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she went with the boss to rush to grill skewers.

The people inside the private room and the diners outside shared the same reaction as the proprietress.

"With disaster looming, you're still thinking about food? Young man, you're incredibly arrogant!"

"The last supper, oh no, just the last midnight snack. Time to eat before we go."

...

Qin Zihao glanced at the people sitting around the table and said, "Eat up, everything will be fine."

Are you sure nothing will happen?

They looked at the table full of slightly cold skewers with despair, and had no appetite left.

Only Zhou Erniu seemed to be completely uninhibited, eating and drinking like a starving ghost.

He noticed everyone looking at him with puzzled expressions and muttered:

"Eat your fill, so you won't starve to death on the road."

Qin Zihao smiled silently.

The atmosphere inside the store was unusually strange.

Inside the private room, Qin Zihao and Zhou Erniu were enjoying their meal.

The others looked around and decided to eat some too, just like "The Last Supper".

Fang Lijie was forced to kneel on the ground by Lu Zheng, his knees were numb.

The diners outside the shop were quiet, occasionally whispering a few words, not daring to make a sound or pay their bills, just waiting to see how miserable the young man who was enjoying his meal would be in the end.

Outside, the proprietress and proprietress were busy grilling skewers.

About twenty minutes later, five luxury cars stopped outside the store, all the doors were opened, and more than twenty thugs dressed in black suits walked out.

The person leading the group was Fang Lijie's third uncle, Fang Tong.

Before he even entered the store, his loud roar reached everyone's ears.

"Who hit my nephew? Step forward! I'll cripple you tonight, or I'll change my mind!"