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

Upon hearing the commotion, the security guards immediately stepped forward, quickly surrounding Qin Zheng and his group from both sides.

They simultaneously raised their hands, making a gesture to drive them away. Their faces appeared polite, but their tone was unyielding and forceful, completely befitting their attitude towards troublemakers and bystanders.

"Sir, please cooperate. This way, please."

Despite the approaching security guards, Qin Zheng remained standing still the entire time.

His expression was calm, his eyes were peaceful, and there was no panic or intention to back down.

He stood quietly in the center of the red carpet, calmly watching the scene unfold before him.

This unyielding attitude made everyone present frown and grow increasingly impatient.

Fang Chen, who was just about to step into the venue, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He stared coldly at Qin Zheng, who remained motionless in front of him, his heart burning with rage.

With his current net worth of nearly 100 billion yuan in Beijing and his status as the seventeenth on the list, plus the fact that everyone present was watching him, if he were to walk past an unknown old man, this incident would definitely become a laughing stock for others.

How will he maintain his foothold in the business world in the future?

However, if he were to actually lower himself and confront an elderly person over fifty years old in public, it would make him appear narrow-minded and petty, and he would also be subject to gossip.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Fang Chen vented all his anger on the on-site manager.

He turned his head and glared angrily, his eyes sharp and piercing, his voice carrying an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Do I need to remind you again?

"If you can't even handle this small matter properly and are hindering VIPs from entering, I wouldn't mind contacting General Manager Liu immediately and replacing you with someone else!"

These words struck the manager like a heavy blow.

Meanwhile, more and more luxury cars entered from behind, their engines roaring continuously, and the originally short queue stretched for several meters in a short time.

The wealthy business owners and CEOs from Beijing who were at the front of the line, already exhausted of patience, were now being inexplicably blocked, and they couldn't suppress their frustration, complaining loudly.

"What's going on? Why are you dragging your feet? It's such a small thing, taking forever to handle!"

"A strange old man dares to cause trouble and block the way at the door; he really doesn't know what's good for him."

"This old man is a complete waste of everyone's time; he should be kicked out immediately! What kind of manager is he?"

The tourists and lowly servants watching from the outside looked on with disdain, and whispers rose and fell.

"He's asking for it! Doesn't he know what kind of occasion this is? All the people here are important figures, and he dares to cause trouble?"

"They're just humiliating themselves. If they had just obediently let themselves be kicked out, they would have saved some face. But by insisting on putting on a brave face, things will only get worse later!"

Amidst a chorus of scorn and ridicule, the manager's face turned deathly pale, and his forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

Fang Chen's threat was like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head. If he lost his position as manager of the Shengshi Baida Building, the foundation he had built up over the years in Beijing would vanish in an instant.

At that moment, he completely abandoned all restraint and dignity.

He suddenly turned his head and roared at the security guards, his face contorted with rage.

"What are you all standing there for?! Have I been supporting you lot just to eat and do nothing?!"

"Get them out of here immediately! If you dare delay any longer, all four of you are fired tomorrow!"

The security guards, pressured in public, dared not linger any longer. Their politeness vanished completely, replaced by a ruthless and cold demeanor born of workplace coercion.

The four quickened their pace, closing in on Qin Zheng and his group, their voices icy and threatening.

"Sir, if you know what's good for you, leave on your own. Don't force us to take action!"

Seeing that the security guards were about to approach and pull him away, Qin Jianjun and Lu Chengan stepped in front of them to prevent anyone from hurting Qin Zheng.

The two sides are now locked in a standoff.

Just as conflict was about to erupt, Qin Zheng, who had been standing calmly, spoke softly:

"It's alright, the one in charge has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of hurried footsteps echoed from inside the hall.

A slightly overweight middle-aged man, dressed in a custom-made black suit with a perfectly tailored collar, ran out from the depths of the hall, sweating profusely and panting heavily.

The man's lower abdomen was slightly protruding, bouncing noticeably as he ran. Clearly, he rarely engaged in strenuous exercise, but at this moment he disregarded his appearance and sprinted with all his might, fearing that even a second's delay would lead to disaster.

Even though he was breathing heavily and his face was flushed, he still managed to keep his balance and hurriedly stopped when he was three steps away from Qin Zheng.

This man was Liu Bing, the owner of Shengshi Baida Building.

As a veteran entrepreneur who has been navigating the business world of Beijing for decades, Liu Bingneng has been able to maintain his position today not through brute force or arrogance, but through extreme caution and keen insight.

He knew that Beijing was full of hidden talents, especially in the top circles, where many truly important figures lived in seclusion and never flaunted their identities.

Tonight's high-end auction is a gathering of celebrities and dignitaries.

He had heard that the four young masters of the capital had come and was originally going to personally greet them inside, but he had just inadvertently caught a glimpse of the confrontation at the door.

Despite the pressure from Fang Chen and the powerful figures, the ordinary elderly man remained calm and composed.

This kind of magnanimity and temperament is something that ordinary nouveau riche or ordinary wealthy people can not possess.

His years of experience in high positions told him that the seemingly unassuming old man before him was definitely not simple, and was very likely a reclusive top figure.

If a real conflict breaks out and his subordinates recklessly offend a powerful figure, his decades-long legacy could vanish in an instant.

He dared not delay; he immediately put aside all the reception arrangements and rushed out at top speed.

Liu Binggang had barely regained his footing and hadn't even had time to catch his breath when Fang Chen immediately spoke first, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and reprimand.

"Boss Liu! Your men are incredibly incompetent! An old man has been blocking the entrance for so long, and you just can't get rid of him! Look at how long the VIP line is behind me!"

Liu Bing quickly suppressed his panic, turned to Fang Chen, bowed and nodded, his face full of apology.

"Mr. Fang, I am so sorry! It was an oversight on my part that caused you and all the distinguished guests to be neglected. I will take immediate action!"

Fang Chen, his face full of impatience, coldly urged, "Hurry up and handle it! Do you know that the few minutes you've wasted are enough time for me to close several multi-million dollar deals!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fang is right!" Liu Bing echoed repeatedly, adopting an extremely humble posture.

After calming Fang Chen down, Liu Bing immediately turned his head and looked at Qin Zheng. His expression instantly became respectful and cautious, and his tone became humble and probing.

"May I ask, sir, where are you from? Your presence at Shengshi Baida today is an insult to my hospitality; I hope you will forgive me."

Before Qin Zheng could speak, Fang Chen sneered and interrupted with a disdainful tone.

"Boss Liu, you're being too cautious. He's just an old geezer, at most a small-time tycoon from out of town, with assets barely exceeding a hundred million. He's not worth your politeness at all. What's there to ask? Just kick him out!"

Lu Cheng'an glanced coldly at Fang Chen and replied in a deep, indifferent voice, "My master is from Jiangnan."

"Jiangnan?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Chen burst into laughter, his contempt deepening and his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Hahaha! What kind of big shots could come from that godforsaken little place? No wonder they have such narrow-mindedness, daring to cause trouble in Beijing's top circles!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bing's mind raced, quickly reviewing the information about the social circles in his mind.

He knew a bit about the Jiangnan region. The richest man there, Xiao Mingyuan, was worth around 60 billion yuan and could barely be considered part of the upper class. He had met him a few times.

But the dignified, composed, and domineering old man in front of him was definitely not Xiao Mingyuan.

He suppressed his doubts and bowed again to probe, his tone becoming even more respectful:

"May I ask your surname, sir?"

Lu Cheng'an spoke calmly, uttering a single word: "Qin."

The single word fell lightly and without any ripples, yet it was like a thunderclap, exploding in Liu Bing's mind.

Liu Bing's pupils suddenly contracted, his whole body trembled violently, the respect on his face instantly turned into extreme awe, and the hair on his body stood on end.

He noticed throughout that Qin Zheng never uttered a single unnecessary word; his attendants answered on his behalf the entire time.

This composure, this profound knowledge, this understated aura, combined with this surname, instantly connects all the clues.

His throat bobbed, his voice trembling uncontrollably, seemingly questioning, yet his tone was utterly certain.

"You...you are Old Master Qin of the Qin family in Jiangnan?!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Chen, who had been beaming with arrogance, instantly froze with a smile.

The Qin family of Jiangnan!

This name has been a household name among the top tycoons in Beijing these past few days!

He instantly recalled a banquet in Jiangnan some time ago, where the top Yuan family of the Dragon Kingdom personally came to the banquet, but ultimately returned empty-handed and humiliated.

The Ding family, a long-established and powerful family in Beijing, was crushed by the Qin family overnight after merely getting involved in a dispute between the younger generation of the Zhao and Qin families.

The Ding family was forced to sell all its assets at low prices, and all its direct descendants withdrew from Beijing. The once-powerful family, which had been passed down for decades, was completely removed from the social circles of Beijing!

Fang Chen was able to climb from eighteenth to seventeenth on the rich list entirely by taking advantage of the Ding family's downfall. He relied on acquiring the industrial chain that the Ding family had sold off to increase his net worth to the trillion-level and enter a new circle.

In other words, his current status, wealth, and connections are all thanks to this old man, Mr. Qin!

Thinking of this, Fang Chen felt a chill run through his body, his hands and feet instantly stiffened, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. An extreme fear rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Wan Jin, the lobby manager at the entrance, still looked bewildered and spoke in a low, puzzled voice.

"Boss, I know Jiangnan. There's no Qin family among the top-tier families in the country, is there?"

No wonder he didn't know about the Qin family in Jiangnan.

His level was too low; he only had access to the peripheral news of the lower-level business circles in Beijing. The real secrets of the top circles and the Qin family's crushing of other wealthy families were simply beyond his reach.

Among all those present, only top figures like Fang Chen, whose wealth was in the hundreds of billions, truly understood the terrifying power of the Qin family in Jiangnan.

Liu Bing was able to learn about it in advance because the auction organizers tonight had given him a heads-up, informing him that a family with a foundation comparable to the ancient Yuan family had recently emerged, namely the Qin family of Jiangnan.

After that, he used his connections to inquire about some peripheral information from people in the circle and only then did he realize how terrifying the Qin family in Jiangnan was.

Upon confirming his identity, Liu Bing's heart pounded, and he was filled with lingering fear.

At this moment, Fang Chen quickly stepped forward, bowed at a ninety-degree angle, his posture extremely respectful, and his tone full of fear and apology.

"Old Master Qin, this is like a flood washing away the Dragon King's temple; I have been extremely rude!"

He clearly remembered that Qin Zheng had casually remarked, "The seventeenth person on the rich list should be replaced again."

At the time, he thought it was just the other person bragging, but now he realizes it was just a notification...

The conflict between the Ding family and the Qin family wasn't very deep, but it was over in an instant. In the eyes of the Qin family, he, who had risen to the position by chance, was no different from an ant!

Qin Zheng didn't even bother to look at him properly, and coldly snorted:

"You dare to challenge me?"

Those three cold, indifferent words pierced Fang Chen's psychological defenses like a sharp blade.

Fang Chen could no longer maintain his composure. He quickly stepped forward, bent over, and lowered his head, his voice trembling with fear and humility as he begged for mercy.

"Old Master Qin! I was wrong! I was short-sighted and didn't recognize your greatness! I shouldn't have offended you, shouldn't have spoken so rudely! Please, have mercy on me!"

He was filled with regret at that moment, wishing he could slap himself a few times.

What kind of trouble is this in Beijing...? Now look what's happened, they've offended a big shot...

Fang Chen's body trembled violently, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he bent over even lower, almost touching the ground, his voice pleading.

"I am unworthy! I was arrogant and conceited! I beg you, Old Master Qin, to have mercy on me this time! I will never dare to do it again!"

If Qin Jianjun and Lu Chengan hadn't been steadily blocking his way, he would have already rushed forward, grabbed Qin Zheng's legs, knelt down, and begged for mercy.

The security guards and lobby manager Wan Jin were completely dumbfounded, standing there in a daze, their minds blank.

The nameless old man they had just tried to forcibly remove was actually a big shot who could make President Fang bow his head and beg for mercy!

Even their posture was so humble, almost to the point of being in the dust.

What they just did was practically suicide...

In an instant, all the security guards turned pale, their bodies stiffened, they kept swallowing their dry throats, their eyes filled with extreme terror, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.

All the onlookers, followers, and nouveau riche who had been watching and mocking from the sidelines fell silent, trembling with fear.

All the disdain, contempt, and ridicule from before now transformed into a chilling coldness, enveloping everyone's hearts.

For someone as powerful as Fang Chen to bow down and beg for mercy in public, this seemingly ordinary old man must have an extremely terrifying identity!

The group of wealthy business owners queuing to enter from behind, who were initially filled with agitation, all suppressed their emotions, held their breath, and cautiously looked ahead, with no one daring to utter a single word.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense.

Liu Bing quickly stepped forward, his face full of respect and humility, and turned to the side to make the highest-level welcoming gesture.

"Mr. Qin, please come in! Please come in! Tonight was my fault; my subordinates were ignorant of etiquette and offended your dignity. I sincerely apologize! I beg you to forgive their rudeness!"

The lobby manager, Wan Jin, collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted, his eyes vacant, his face ashen.

His mind kept replaying Qin Zheng's casual remark.

"I'm not only going to get in tonight, I'm going to make your boss beg me to get in."

It turned out he wasn't just bragging; the boss genuinely wanted to politely invite him in...

He was blind to the truth and judged people by their appearance, thus offending a very important person.

It's over...

Although Liu Bing wasn't entirely clear on what had happened, seeing the manager's current state, he roughly knew that the manager must have said something that had offended him terribly.

Without hesitation, he coldly shouted, "Wan Jin, you're fired! From this moment on, pack your things and get out of Shengshi Baida. I won't tolerate a blind piece of trash like you here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze swept over the trembling security guards beside him, and he was about to continue questioning them.

"Boss, let's go."

Qin Zheng spoke calmly and took the lead, walking into the hall.

Qin Jianjun and Zhao Lin quickly followed.

Liu Bing was quick-witted and understood that Qin Zheng meant to stop there and did not want to make things too difficult for the low-level security guards who were following orders.

His admiration for this old man from Jiangnan grew even stronger, so he quickly changed his words:

"Your entire bonuses for this year are forfeited! This is a one-time exception! If you ever dare to look down on us or mistreat our esteemed guests again, you're fired!"

The so-called annual bonus was nothing more than a two-thousand-yuan red envelope, a drop in the ocean compared to the salary of this job. The security guards could tell that the boss was giving them a small punishment as a warning.

They felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and immediately bowed, their voices trembling as they thanked them.

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss! We'll never do it again!"

Liu Bing quickly corrected him in a deep voice:

"It's because Old Master Qin is so magnanimous that he doesn't bother with you insignificant people!"

The security guards immediately turned around, bowed deeply to Qin Zheng's departing figure, and shouted respectfully in unison.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, sir!"

Fang Chen, who was completely ignored, watched Qin Zheng's receding figure and felt panicked and anxious. He quickly shouted out.

"Grandpa Qin! What about me? Please, I beg you, please let me off the hook!"

"Old Master Qin!!!"

He was filled with fear, afraid that Qin Zheng would settle scores later and make him suffer the same fate as the Ding family overnight.

All that answered him was the sound of footsteps fading into the distance, and his figure disappearing into the depths of the luxurious hall.

(I took a day off yesterday, and I still have 4000-6000 words to write tonight. Please keep urging me to update. Love you all.)