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

After the contract was signed, Qin Zheng took out a supplementary card with a limit of one billion yuan generated by the system and casually tossed it to Lu Cheng'an.

"We're checking into the manor today, go and make the preparations."

"Yes, sir."

Lu Cheng'an accepted the deputy card with both hands, bowed respectfully again, and turned to leave quickly with the three deputy stewards. His steps seemed hurried but were very steady.

Once the house was bought and the person was chosen, Qin Zheng didn't need to handle anything else.

He stood up and left with his family.

At the entrance of the Nine Heavens Dragon Court.

"Mr. Qin, congratulations in advance on moving into your new home! When you hold your housewarming party, please don't forget to send me an invitation. I'll definitely bring a small gift and come over for a drink to share in the joy!"

Shen Jianting's words reminded Qin Zheng of the housewarming party.

Indeed, things are different now, and it's time to let those wealthy people in Jiangnan Province recognize the Qin family.

"Yes, you'll get your share." Qin Zheng said calmly, without any unnecessary formalities, and then told Qin Mao to drive away.

Shen Jianting stood there, watching the Qin family's departing figures, his smile unchanged, but he was making plans in his heart.

The Qin family's resources are probably comparable to those of the major families in the capital.

A conventional gift probably wouldn't appeal to the recipient.

This is a dragon that has settled in Jiangnan Province.

He had to carefully select a gift that was both appropriate and thoughtful.

If he could use this opportunity to establish a connection with the Qin family, it would be a rare opportunity for both him and the Nine Heavens Dragon Court.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was blazing, making the ground scorching hot, with waves of heat rolling in, and the space itself seemed to be distorted.

When Qin Zheng returned to the Emperor's Palace, he no longer needed to enter through the queue.

After Qin Mao showed his Level 18 membership card, the three cars entered directly through the dedicated lane.

No sooner had Qin Zheng arrived than Dihao's General Manager Ding Haifeng, accompanied by Li Jun, went to greet him, their faces beaming with respectful smiles.

"Mr. Qin, welcome to the Emperor's Mansion."

As he spoke, Ding Haifeng stepped aside to lead the way, welcoming Qin Zheng's family into the most luxurious private car owned by Dihao.

"Mr. Qin, which floor would you like to visit today? Would you like me to act as your guide and introduce you to the features of each floor?"

Ding Haifeng glanced at Qin Zheng's family through the rearview mirror and knew what was going on.

Li Jun had gone out to see Qin Zheng off that morning and reported what he had seen and heard upon his return.

Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's exactly as Li Jun described—a rare story of a wealthy man raising his children and grandchildren frugally. However, this Mr. Qin's background seems to be even more impressive than I expected.

"Let's have a meal first, and then we'll take the boss and the others to buy some clothes and stuff."

On the way here, Qin Mao mentioned that he would take his eldest son's family to Guanlan Pavilion, the same restaurant they had visited yesterday.

"The eldest?" Ding Haifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly glanced at Qin Jianjun's family through the rearview mirror.

The one who came last night was Qin Mao, the second young master of the Qin family, and the remaining three should be the eldest young master of the Qin family.

He subtly noted down the identities of the group, then quickly asked, "Mr. Qin, would you like me to recommend a suitable restaurant? The restaurants on each floor of the Emperor Hotel each have their own unique characteristics and are all top-notch."

At this moment, the Maybach entered the dedicated elevator and slowly ascended.

Was the restaurant we ate at yesterday a five-star restaurant?

Qin Zheng thought about it and realized that the prices of the dishes yesterday were generally in the thousands, which was different from what he knew about five-star hotels.

"Mr. Qin, Guanlan Pavilion is just a high-end five-star restaurant. Top-tier five-star restaurants are only found on the tenth floor and above," Ding Haifeng explained.

"Make arrangements as you see fit, but start with the signature dishes. Don't keep my second son waiting too long," Qin Zheng said casually.

Qin Mao blushed again when his name was called, but fortunately, the elevator was slowly ascending, so no one could see his expression.

"Alright, Mr. Qin, then I'll take the liberty of recommending a restaurant to you: Lung King Heen on the 15th floor. This restaurant specializes in high-end Cantonese cuisine, with Michelin-starred chefs and an elegant ambiance, making it perfect for family meals. What do you think?"

Ding Haifeng asked tentatively, "This requirement to not name the floor is quite tedious."

If you make the arrangements, that's expected; if you don't, that's your problem.

Considering Qin Mao's level 18 membership, the floor cannot be too low or too high.

If the price is too low, it doesn't match the customer's status and seems disrespectful; if it's too high, it might be considered overcharging.

After much thought, the fifteenth floor seems the most suitable.

Finally, it's still necessary to ask a question first, so that the other party has an expectation in mind, which can also avoid mistakes.

"Hmm," Qin Zheng replied softly.

That's considered an implicit agreement.

Ding Haifeng took out his phone and contacted the manager of Longjingxuan to prepare a private room and heat up the pot to cook the dishes.

The car was quiet for a moment.

Qin Mao glanced at Qin Zihao, who was sending a message.

He noticed his nephew's brows were slightly furrowed, his expression somewhat complicated, and he glanced curiously at the chat box.

He seemed to be chatting with his girlfriend, and it appeared that the two had a disagreement.

Qin Mao looked away. His nephew was 24 now, the age to get married.

He then thought of his son, Qin Zixuan, who was 22 years old this year, and wondered how he was doing.

It must be unpleasant to live under someone else's roof.

He needs to find some time to go and take a look.

Qin Zihao noticed his second uncle's gaze, quickly turned off his phone screen, concealed the complex emotions in his heart, and pretended to be nonchalant.

Li Yan came to him crying again this morning.

This time, however, she did not beg for his forgiveness. Instead, she told him in detail why they had broken up and mentioned many of the things they had experienced together.

Those happy memories resurfaced in his mind, and Qin Zihao wavered for a moment.

Was he too heartless towards Li Yan?

He recalled one of Li Yan's messages.

[Zihao, everyone makes mistakes in life, some of which are forced upon us. My decision to break up with you was due to pressure from my parents. I didn't want to break up with you; for the past three years, I've endured immense pressure from them. Are you going to negate our three-year relationship because of this one mistake?]

Yes, Li Yan said that due to pressure from her parents, she had no choice but to break up with him. In order not to delay his happiness, she could only say goodbye in the most ruthless and heartless way.

If what Li Yan said is true, then haven't I misunderstood her? For the past three years, she has been dating me despite pressure from her parents?

Qin Zihao's mind was in turmoil.

He recalled all the moments he had shared with Li Yan over the past three years, and the image of Li Yan's happy face kept appearing in his memory, lingering there.

[Zihao, I don't expect you to forgive me, but could you please give me a chance to explain?]

This was the last message Li Yan sent; the chat window remained silent afterward.

Qin Zihao thought about it and realized that his family would probably be very busy these few days. When he left Jiuxiao Longting, his grandfather made it clear that he wanted to hold a housewarming banquet.

He also needs to re-examine their relationship.

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Zihao opened his phone again and typed a few words in Li Yan's chat box.

"I've been very busy these past few days."

There was neither refusal nor agreement, which gave each other some buffer time.

Meanwhile, in an old rental house in Jiangnan Province.

"Lele, do you think what I'm doing will really work? Will Zihao still ignore me?"

Wearing a pink plush toy pajama, Li Yan nervously and anxiously asked her best friend Yang Lele, who was standing next to her.

Last night, after learning that Qin Zihao was a hidden third-generation rich kid, she panicked instantly and hurriedly asked Yang Lele to help her think of a way to make Qin Zihao change his mind.

Yang Lele connected her with an intelligent older sister who was an expert in male psychology, who specialized in teaching women how to capture a man's heart.

After paying a consultation fee of 50,000 yuan, she sent him her situation with Qin Zihao and their recent censored chat history.

The other party quickly analyzed Qin Zihao's current psychological state and pointed out a few tips for Li Yan to win him back, telling her to follow the steps one by one and not to rush.

Li Yan followed the advice given by the wise older sister.

Half a day passed, but there was not a single reply.

She panicked and contacted her intellectual sister again to tell her what had happened.

"No reply is the best reply. It means he saw your message and is seriously considering what you said. The fact that he didn't immediately reject you is a turning point. From now on, you don't need to do anything; just patiently wait for him to contact you."

Having received a reply, Li Yan could only wait patiently, no matter how anxious she was.

"Yan Yan, don't worry. That older sister's achievements are obvious to all. She's taken on countless jobs from rich second-generation and third-generation rich kids. Qin Zihao, who has no experience, is no problem at all."

Yang Lele smiled and comforted Li Yan, who had a worried look on her face.

"Beep beep".

Upon hearing the sound, Li Yan's eyes lit up, and she quickly looked at her phone.

I've been very busy these past few days.

Seeing that it was Qin Zihao's message, Li Yan hugged Yang Lele excitedly and said, "Lele, it worked! Just like that sister said, he replied to me! Thank you so much!"

A complex expression flashed across Yang Lele's face, but it vanished without a trace in an instant.

She hugged Li Yan, her tone suggesting she was happy for her.

"I knew it! Why would I lie to you? With all these years of friendship between you two, you're bound to get back together."