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

Qin Zheng's doting yet domineering words of coaxing fell to the ground.

The Qin family's living room fell silent once again.

If Qin Zheng's previous boast of crushing the Xie family and forging a marriage alliance with the Wang and Bai families was merely a subversion of everyone's understanding of social circles, then these few words now have directly shocked everyone present, leaving them numb and their brains blank.

Will the Xie family, with its thousand-year history, be wiped out tomorrow?

The day after tomorrow, I will go to the capital to marry Bai Lingxi, the proud daughter of the Bai family.

This can no longer be explained by arrogance!

Only a madman could say such a thing.

Everyone looked at each other, and the same thought popped into their eyes at the same time: Can this still be considered human speech?

Could it be that Qin Zheng has really gone mad and can no longer distinguish between reality and fiction?

Even Zhou Erniu, who always blindly supported Qin Zihao and worshipped everyone in the Qin family, stared wide-eyed, his heart filled with turbulent waves.

He genuinely admired the old man on the other end of the phone; his domineering aura was astonishing.

I just don't know if Qin Zheng is far removed from humanity and very close to God.

After all, only mentally ill people talk nonsense.

Qin Zihao sat frozen in the main seat on the sofa, his mouth slightly agape, his pupils trembling, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

A few seconds later, he suddenly came to his senses, looking flustered, and hurriedly began to explain into his phone, his tone clearly hesitant and guilty.

"Grandpa, I wasn't crying. I just..."

He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, and frankly spoke his truest thoughts.

"I just feel guilty for not firmly choosing to believe in my grandfather..."

He was afraid that his grandfather would be disappointed by his performance.

That's why I choked up at that moment.

On the other end of the phone, Qin Zheng laughed heartily after hearing the story, his voice filled with joy.

"My dear grandson, Grandpa knows. It's Grandpa's fault. I let you take over such a large family business, but I didn't give you enough confidence."

"Grandpa will give you an extra boost of confidence!"

Qin Zihao quickly sat up straight and declined, saying, "No, no... Grandpa..."

He was interrupted forcefully by Qin Zheng before he could finish speaking.

The old man spoke casually, as if he were casually assigning a trivial task.

"From now on, Grandpa will transfer one hundred trillion to your supplementary card. The money in the card is your personal allowance. Spend it however you want, as much as you want. Just tell Grandpa whenever you run out, and Grandpa will replenish it for you."

"Grandpa didn't mean anything by it, he just wanted to tell you something."

"My dear grandson, the Qin family fears no one. If you find the Xie family troublesome, just use money to sweep them aside. Your grandfather has taught you how to do it."

pat--!

A crisp clinking sound echoed through the quiet living room.

Zhou Erniu, who was sitting upright in his seat holding a milk tea, suddenly trembled and his arms shook uncontrollably.

The milk tea I had just refilled slipped from my hand and slammed heavily onto the solid wood coffee table with a jarring sound.

Then nobody paid any attention to the commotion.

Everyone stared intently at the phone in Qin Zihao's hand, their breaths caught in their throats, their eyes glazed and numb.

One hundred trillion!!!

Even though they had never seen a hundred trillion dollars, they could still get a general idea of ​​what that meant by the size of the Wang and Bai families.

Duanmu Hong had previously stated that the combined valuation of top-tier ancient families like the Wang and Bai families was only 50 trillion a few years ago, and now their total net worth is at most 130 trillion.

The key point is—total net worth.

The total assets of a wealthy and prestigious family include real estate, group equity, overseas fixed assets, antique collections, and long-term commercial premium valuations.

Available working capital accounts for only a very small portion of total assets.

Even for a giant like Wang Bai, the amount of pure cash he can mobilize instantly is less than half of one hundred trillion, or fifty trillion.

What Qin Zheng was referring to was the direct transfer of 100 trillion yuan in cash flow.

The difference between the two is enormous!

Before everyone could process this mind-blowing news, Qin Zheng's nonchalant voice rang out again, his tone still casual:

"My dear grandson, from the moment the funds arrived, you have been in control of trillions of dollars in cash flow."

"Those damn heirs of ancient aristocratic families, the younger generation of the Xie, Wang, and Bai families, at most have a few trillion in working capital. What do they have to compare with you?"

"Next time you meet, even if you beat Xie Mingqiu, the heir of the Xie family, to a pulp, if he dares to utter a single word of nonsense, you can wipe out the entire Xie family."

"See if anyone dares to be arrogant in front of you now?"

hiss~

Everyone in the room felt a chill run down their spines and the hairs on the back of their heads stood on end.

Qin Zheng's words, though rough, are not without merit.

With trillions of dollars in free cash flow at their fingertips, they can do whatever they want not only in China, but also among all the wealthy families and multinational conglomerates around the world.

The living room fell silent for a moment.

After a moment, the crowd's fervent emotions gradually subsided, and they returned to rationality.

The shock on his face slowly turned into solemnity, and even a touch of pity.

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

Gongshu Yi shook his head subconsciously, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Even the world's largest central bank cannot withdraw one hundred trillion in net cash flow at once.

How could the Qin family, who live in seclusion in Jiangnan, possibly produce such a thing?

This completely defies common economic sense.

Duanmu Hong slowly closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"Mr. Qin, I'll book your tickets and head to Beijing right away to give you a thorough medical check-up."

In his eyes, Qin Zheng had completely lost his mind.

Making harsh statements earlier could be interpreted as a superior exerting pressure with confidence, but to casually transfer trillions of dollars in cash is 100% indicative of a mental breakdown, a typical symptom of insanity.

Gongshu Yi quickly echoed this, and then began to offer his advice:

"Mr. Qin, Brother Duanmu is right. You seem to be overworking yourself lately and your mind is in disarray. You must have Brother Duanmu give you a full check-up."

Even Qin Zihao and Qin Mao, among others, realized what was happening and joined in the persuasion:

"Father, are you alright?"

"Grandpa, I don't want the money anymore. I'm scared by what you're doing..."

However, Qin Zheng on the other end of the phone didn't hear what the others were saying, or rather, he heard it but didn't have time to pay attention.

He was gazing into the void, conversing with the system in his mind and head.

"System, transfer one hundred trillion to my grandson's supplementary card."

A system notification sounded in Qin Zheng's mind.

[Warning: This action by the host may trigger a series of chain reactions, attracting the attention of those with ulterior motives. The system suggests changing the supplementary card's total limit to 100 trillion, with a single transaction limit of 10 trillion, to reduce external public opinion fluctuations.]

Qin Zheng shook his head and refused.

"Ten trillion? Putting aside whether it's worthy of your status, it certainly doesn't do justice to my current status."

"Stop dawdling, transfer the money now, my precious grandson is waiting!"

A system is just a system; it doesn't understand which is more impressive: a limit of 100 trillion or a transaction record of 100 trillion.

If you say you have a card with a limit of one hundred trillion, everyone will think you're mentally ill. If people ask you to prove it, how can you prove that the card has one hundred trillion?

It's impossible to prove, because there really isn't anything worth a hundred trillion in this world. Even the world's most valuable brands, like Invista, are only valued at around 33 trillion, and Maxx is only 25 trillion.

But if you say you have a card with a hundred trillion in it, it's easy to prove that it's true; you just need to show the balance in the card.

After sensing Qin Zheng's thoughts, the system remained silent for a moment before being greatly shocked.

It was the first time it was shocked by Qin Zheng's logic of doing things.

And the problem is, Qin Zheng is right.

A limit of 100 trillion and having 100 trillion in cash actually lying in your card are two completely different concepts.

The latter is the ability to directly and bluntly shatter other people's perceptions.

So the system stopped trying to dissuade him and directly transferred 100 trillion to Qin Zihao's supplementary card.

[Host's instructions received. Initiating full fund transfer.]

[The host's request has been fulfilled! One hundred trillion Dragon Coins have been transferred to Qin Zihao's secondary card.]

After hearing the system's reply, Qin Zheng said calmly into his phone:

"My dear grandson, check your text messages."

"Grandpa sent you money!"