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

As soon as Lin Song stepped out of the study, he looked up and saw two figures standing quietly under the eaves not far away.

It was Lin Wu and Lin Han, who hadn't gone far.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Lin Wu turned around first, looked at Lin Song who was walking towards him, and asked in a low voice.

"Second brother, Father asked you to speak with him alone. Is he planning to do everything he can to protect the Qin family? But the Xie family will probably object as well. If we forcefully intervene, the risk is too great, and it might not be appropriate."

Lin Song paused, letting out a quiet sigh.

As expected, the eldest brother remained as straightforward and inflexible as ever.

Inside the study just now, Father neither nodded in agreement to save the Qin family nor explicitly said he was giving up; his attitude remained ambiguous and neutral throughout.

But in Lin Wu's eyes, things were still black and white: either protect them with all your might or abandon them completely, with no gray area in between.

In the real power struggles at the top, there are never absolute right or wrong choices; rather, it is more about weighing the pros and cons, maneuvering in the cracks, and operating in the gray areas.

Most people in high positions, when faced with such a dilemma, never choose to confront it head-on or take a drastic approach. Instead, they try to compromise, leave themselves an escape route, and prepare for both possibilities.

The eldest brother is indeed single-minded and inflexible.

Despite the turmoil in his mind, Lin Song remained calm on his face, first shaking his head slightly, then nodding slightly.

"Brother, Dad didn't say he would protect the Qin family, nor did he say he would give up on them."

"Dad's meaning is simple: first, let me contact some powerful families to see if any are willing to take over the Qin family's military projects entirely, and then we'll make a decision."

Lin Wu suddenly realized and said, "Then, Second Brother, you go and get busy."

"Hmm." Lin Song nodded slightly, said no more, and turned to leave.

Only after Lin Song's figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor did Lin Han speak softly:

"Eldest brother, second brother is always getting private talks with Father. Is it because... second brother is more valued by Father than us?"

The father had just dismissed the two men and left Lin Song alone for a talk; the signal was all too obvious.

It was almost an explicit statement.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wu laughed heartily, patted his third brother on the shoulder, and looked at him with an open and honest expression.

"This is not about favoritism, but about each person doing their own job and having their own strengths."

"The second son is in business, which complements our career perfectly. As we climb higher in the military, we can provide him with the strongest support and assistance; the further he goes in the business world and the more stable his foundation becomes, the stronger the Lin family will be, and the smoother our path will be."

"It's just complementary, no need to overthink it."

After thinking carefully for a moment, Lin Han gave Lin Wu a hearty smile.

"Big brother, I understand."

...

Meanwhile, in downtown Kamijing.

Grand Platinum Hotel, a five-star hotel.

This is one of the most luxurious hotels in Beijing, situated in the heart of a prime commercial district, overlooking the city's vibrant cityscape. Standard rooms cost tens of thousands of yuan per night, while the penthouse suites are extremely rare and highly sought after; only the most powerful and wealthy individuals are qualified to stay here.

With top-tier security, service, and privacy protection, it is the preferred location for powerful families to stay in the capital and conduct confidential business.

The luxurious VIP suite is decorated in a grand and elegant style. The floor-to-ceiling genuine leather and silk cushions are of the highest quality, and the whole room is equipped with a full range of smart devices. Outside the window is the ever-present and dazzling night view of Beijing, with its bustling traffic and endless lights, which remain prosperous and vibrant even late at night.

Qin Jianjun and Zhao Lin were visiting Beijing for the first time. Seeing the bright lights and bustling traffic outside, and the shopping malls that were still incredibly lively even late at night, they couldn't resist taking their bodyguards out for a stroll.

Inside the suite, only Qin Zheng and his personal butler Lu Cheng'an remained.

Qin Zheng, dressed in a plain casual long shirt, sat calmly on the sofa, holding a cup of warm tea in his hand.

Lu Cheng'an stood with his head bowed, reporting on all the matters that had recently been resolved.

"Master, the visiting card has been delivered to the Lin family. The second young master of the Lin family said he would consult General Lin before replying."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zheng simply gave a soft "hmm".

Seeing this, Lu Cheng'an continued to report on the important follow-up matters.

"In addition, the special auction for the harvesting rights of Songzhong No. 1 will be held at 8 pm tomorrow night in the top auction hall on the sixth floor of Shengshi Baida Building."

"The Songzhong No. 1 variety is growing well this year, with a total annual yield of 1.4 jin of dried tea. This auction will release seven picking rights, each of which allows the picking of 2 liang of finished dried tea."

"Based on previous years' transaction prices, the estimated price for a single picking right will fluctuate between four and six million."

After reporting, Lu Chengan stood quietly to the side, awaiting Qin Zheng's instructions.

Qin Zheng looked up, his gaze passing through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window to the boundless night view of the bustling capital city, with its myriad lights and dazzling neon signs. A faint sigh crossed his eyes.

"Only one pound and four ounces, that's a bit too little."

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of dominance.

A knowing smile appeared on Lu Cheng'an's face.

As expected, the master intends to take all of this year's Songzhong No. 1 into his own pocket, leaving none for anyone else.

The master is as domineering as ever.

But it was precisely this calm, domineering, and confident demeanor that made Lu Cheng'an feel completely at ease.

Now that the Qin family is openly challenging the Xie family, the entire top circle is pessimistic about the Qin family, believing that the Qin family is courting its own destruction.

Despite the Xie family's terrifying background, the patriarch remained calm and composed, showing not a trace of fear even when facing Bai Lingxi.

This shows that the Qin family's true strength is far more than what it appears on the surface, and it is not just the mysterious dragon-shaped jade pendant in Bai Lingxi's hand.

Ancestors' status is just a simple endorsement; it's all about who's stronger. Now it's a new era. No matter how powerful your ancestors were, it all comes down to whether your descendants prosper.

However, it is also impossible without powerful ancestors. Nowadays, aristocratic families emphasize inheritance and heritage, and neither can be lacking.

The reason why those aristocratic families regarded the Qin family as nouveau riche was that although the Qin family had a certain foundation, they did not specify their ancestral origins. In their eyes, they were rootless and without roots, so naturally they had to be inferior to them no matter what.

Ancestral prestige is the ticket to entry into certain circles; present-day strength is the foundation for survival.

Only by possessing both qualities can one truly command the fear and awe of all powerful families.

Qin Zheng slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Lu Cheng'an standing to the side, and spoke in a gentle tone, with a hint of sympathy.

"You must be tired after your long journey by plane. Go back and rest early. As for the boss, bodyguards will be fine with him."

A simple word of concern instantly warmed Lu Cheng'an's heart and deeply touched him.

He bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Yes, sir."

He verbally agreed to rest, but after leaving the suite, Lu Cheng'an did not slack off at all.

He stayed in the hotel's private lounge corridor until late at night, and only after personally confirming that Qin Jianjun and Zhao Lin had returned safely to their room did he finally feel relieved enough to go back to his own room to rest.