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

Meanwhile, at the Bugatti official flagship store inside the Third Ring Road in Beijing.

A young man with an air of nobility walked slowly to the center of the exhibition hall, one hand in his pocket.

He is Fu Jingyan, the eldest son of the Fu family in Beijing who previously won the bid for Sky Dome No. 1. He is a prominent figure in the top second-generation circles in Beijing.

Three days ago, during Qin Ziyang's live-stream battle, he saw that Qin Ziyang's sports car was from the same series as the sky he had photographed, and he felt very uncomfortable that day.

Does a car that even a nouveau riche can drive match his status? What does that make him?

In addition, other people casually mentioned this matter when we went out.

Feeling his own worth had been diminished, he turned around and gave Sky Dome One to his subordinates.

But he still harbored a deep resentment.

Even knowing the news about the Qin family banquet, he still felt that the Qin family were just nouveau riche, and even if they survived the Yuan family's attack, they were still an uncultured wealthy family.

He wants to commission a one-of-a-kind, limited-edition supercar to regain the face he's lost in his social circle.

Upon seeing the newcomer, store manager Lin Zhou quickly jogged forward, displaying utmost respect.

Although the Fu family in Beijing is not among the top ten wealthy families in the city, its market value is still over 100 billion yuan.

He dared not be negligent at all.

"Young Master Fu, why did you come in person? Would you like some tea or champagne? I'll arrange it right away."

Lin Zhou bent over, keeping his gaze below Fu Jingyan's shoulder, not daring to look him in the eye.

Fu Jingyan didn't bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point: "I want your customized supercar slots for this quarter. I only have one requirement: there can't be any duplicates."

"Give me a quote."

Lin Zhou's smile froze, and his expression instantly turned troubled.

"Young Master Fu, I'm truly sorry, but the only top-of-the-line customized supercar slot for this quarter was bought out three days ago. The contract has been signed, and the pre-ordering party has paid in full. The supercar proposal from headquarters has also been approved."

Fu Jingyan raised an eyebrow, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. "I'll increase the price by twenty million. You have the client transfer the spot to me."

The price increase of 20 million yuan means that the store's profit per transaction will increase by a quarter, and as the store manager, he can get a share of nearly one million yuan.

Normally, he would definitely try to contact the buyer.

But Lin Zhou shook his head repeatedly, bending his waist even lower.

"Young Master Fu, it's not that I'm unwilling to compromise. The contract between the buyer and Bugatti headquarters includes an exclusivity clause, meaning that once signed, the car cannot be transferred or terminated permanently, and the penalty for breach of contract is three times the car's price. Even if you add 50 million, it won't make a difference. The total value of this supercar they customized is 200 million, so I can only apologize to you."

After saying that, Lin Zhou bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle to apologize, "Why don't you take a look at the supercars you have in stock? Or go to another store to have one custom-made?"

"In that case, forget it." Fu Jingyan didn't necessarily want to have it custom-made by Bugatti.

Moreover, being ready-made means it can't be sold, it's too low-class. If he really dares to buy it, wouldn't he be ridiculed by those second-generation kids in the industry who drive custom supercars?

He turned and left.

Half an hour later, Pagani arrived at its flagship store in Beijing.

Upon hearing of Fu Jingyan's visit, the store manager greeted him with an even more humble attitude than a Bugatti.

However, when Fu Jingyan proposed to buy out the entire supercar customization quota for this quarter, the store manager gave the exact same answer with a troubled expression:

The spots have already been bought out, and the signing date was also three days ago.

Fu Jingyan's expression darkened slightly, but he still tried to buy it out at a higher price.

The store manager could only keep apologizing, because the contract was still three times the breach of contract and was still irrevocable.

Fu Jingyan frowned and left.

Over the next two hours, he visited two more custom supercar dealerships: Koenigsegg and Lotus.

All six private customization slots from four of the world's top supercar brands have been booked this quarter.

There are no vacancies, and there is no room for private transfer.

Fu Jingyan stared at the bowing figure of the Koenigsegg store manager, remaining silent for half a minute, his aura visibly decreasing.

He didn't react, but said coldly, "I don't want to make things difficult for you. I just need the reservation information, who bought out the spots."

The store manager hesitated for a long time. Headquarters required that customer information be kept confidential, but he dared not hide anything from Fu Jingyan. He replied in a low voice, "The Qin family of Jiangnan."

The Qin family of Jiangnan? Dream Bro? Is it him?

Fu Jingyan was slightly surprised, and a guess suddenly flashed through his mind: Could it be that the Qin family also bought the other companies' customization slots?

He made a phone call and asked someone to investigate, and the information he received was exactly what he expected.

The Qin family has bought out all the slots for top-tier supercars this quarter.

Inside the Koenigsegg store's reception room, Fu Jingyan picked up his cold coffee, drank it all in one gulp, and pinched the ceramic cup until it developed tiny cracks.

He has been in the supercar industry for eight years and has never seen anyone buy out all the top-tier supercar customization slots in one go.

Supercar customization aims for uniqueness, and a normal person can only pre-order one. The Qin family directly monopolized the entire quota, clearly not wanting others to get their hands on the new custom-made supercars.

Without a new supercar, he would lose face.

He disliked Qin Ziyang; he was too pretentious and lacked any gentlemanly demeanor.

If Fu Jingyan hadn't known that the Ding family had caused trouble and been wiped out at the Qin family's banquet, he probably would have called the Qin family long ago to ask them to give up their spot.

He didn't dare to confront the Qin family directly, but the Qin family wouldn't be able to cause trouble for long either.

The main reason was that Xie Zhan told him at the gathering yesterday that the main branch of the Xie family had declared their intention to destroy the Qin family.

All he had to do was go with the flow and use the Xie family's influence to make Dream Bro look bad, without the Fu family having to take any risks.

After figuring it out, he immediately got up to go find Xie Zhan.

4 PM, Yunding Clubhouse in the western suburbs.

This is a secret club built by the top second-generation elites in Beijing, open only to them as shareholders.

Xie Zhan sat alone on a rattan chair on the terrace, playing with a Hetian jade carving in his hand. The setting sun shone on his profile, and he looked relaxed and content.

Seeing Fu Jingyan walk quickly onto the terrace, Xie Zhan did not get up, but merely glanced at him indifferently.

Fu Jingyan bowed slightly. "Young Master Xie, didn't I give away my supercar? I was thinking of ordering a new one today."

"But guess what happened to me?"

Xie Zhan remained silent, and Fu Jingyan, not daring to keep him in suspense, continued:

"The Qin family has bought out all the supercar customization slots for this quarter!"

"The Qin family has become too arrogant. They're not content to behave themselves in Jiangnan, and now they're even extending their reach to the capital."

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhan's lips curled into a mocking smile, a smile that reflected both Fu Jingyan's ulterior motives and the Qin family's overestimation of their own abilities.

Fu Jingyan knew he couldn't hide his thoughts, so he smiled and said, "Young Master Xie, isn't your family planning to deal with the Qin family?"

"If you perform exceptionally well in the process of destroying the Qin family, wouldn't that make others look at you differently?"

"Furthermore, I really dislike that Dream Bro. He dared to snatch all the customized slots; he's too arrogant."

"Young Master Xie, I want to use the Xie family's influence to teach the Qin family a lesson!"

Xie Zhan remained silent for a moment, then slowly put down the item he was holding.

Fu Jingyan's words made sense. As a member of a collateral branch of the Xie family, how could he expect the main family to take notice if he didn't perform exceptionally well?

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"I agree to let you borrow the Xie family's influence."

"Since the operation against the Qin family has already begun, you can take this opportunity to teach that Dream Bro a lesson."