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

The auction hall on the sixth floor of Shengshi Baida is dazzling with gilded lights. Transparent crystal chandeliers hang high in the dome, and their shimmering light spills into the entire space, illuminating every corner with magnificence.

The venue was filled with dignitaries, their elegant attire and gleaming hair creating a vibrant atmosphere of clinking glasses and toasts.

The upper class, dressed in haute couture gowns and suits, had already subconsciously divided themselves into groups based on their social circles, family backgrounds, and net worth, gathering in twos and threes to enjoy tea and chat.

Some exchange business resources, some climb the social ladder, and some casually agree to multi-billion dollar cooperation projects. Every word of conversation is a veiled display of business rivalry and class rules.

Wealthy businessmen of slightly lower status and scions of collateral branches of powerful families, carrying champagne and hot tea, moved among the crowd with perfectly timed ingratiating smiles, cautiously approaching the elite circles, hoping to become acquainted and seek a glimmer of opportunity.

The hall is surrounded by neatly arranged temperature-controlled and dust-proof display cases, where rare treasures are quietly displayed, creating a dazzling array.

The exhibits include small Ru kiln cups from the Song Dynasty, genuine landscape paintings by famous Ming Dynasty artists, icy jadeite bracelets, and warm white Hetian raw stones. Each item is marked with an astonishing estimated value, starting at at least tens of millions, with many pieces worth hundreds of millions.

Countless guests gathered around the display cases, quietly appreciating and commenting, with exclamations of admiration rising and falling. The entire banquet was luxurious and lively, showcasing the extravagance and decadence of the elite.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Qin Zheng and his three companions slowly walked into the hall, instantly attracting the attention of those around them.

The crowd's gaze lingered on them briefly, then quickly swept over them and, seeing they weren't wealthy tycoons from the capital, instantly turned to indifference and disdain.

In their minds, non-Beijing tycoons are nothing more than insignificant nobodys who are beneath their notice.

Looking across the country, only a few individuals from Shanghai, Donghai, and Guangdong with net worths approaching 100 billion yuan can command their respect. The rest of the wealthy from other regions, no matter how rich they are, are just amateurs who can't be brought into the scene. They are merely there to gain attention and build connections.

No one delved into the origins of the four individuals; everyone quickly turned their attention back to their own circles of casual conversation.

Qin Zheng completely ignored the indifferent gazes around him, and led the three of them straight to a spacious empty seat in the center of the hall, where they calmly took their seats.

This location offers an excellent view and is one of the best seats in the entire event. Ordinary wealthy people wouldn't dare to sit here casually, for fear of taking a seat in a position reserved for the powerful and causing trouble.

Lu Cheng'an followed closely behind, his movements skillful and steady. He picked up the exquisite tea set on the table, brewed three cups of warm tea, and bowed to offer them to the tea set in turn.

As soon as Qin Jianjun sat down, he couldn't help but look around, his eyes scanning the treasures in the display cases around him with curiosity.

He picked up the warm teacup, tilted his head back, and gulped down a large mouthful, showing none of the restraint and elegance expected of an upper-class person.

As his gaze swept over the antique jade pieces valued at over 100 million yuan, he couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.

Goodness gracious! Anything casually placed here is a treasure worth hundreds of millions!

These bigwigs in the capital really have some good stuff! He couldn't find such outstanding treasures even in Jiangnan.

Qin Zheng glanced at his eldest son's naive and clueless demeanor, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, but no blame whatsoever, he just chuckled to himself.

He turned to look at his daughter-in-law Zhao Lin, who had simple makeup and a dignified demeanor, and spoke gently.

"With so many treasures tonight, if you see anything you like, just buy it. Don't be shy or worry about the money. We have plenty of money at home. It's a rare trip to Beijing, so you and Jianjun can relax and have a good time."

Zhao Lin felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this. She smiled sweetly, her demeanor reserved and graceful, and nodded gently: "Dad, I understand."

Qin Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

In the past, Zhao Lin was always somewhat reserved and polite in her dealings with people, and she was used to being distant when thanking them. After being reminded a few times by him, she had long since shed her petty nature.

Now she has completely transformed, with an upright posture, a gentle and elegant temperament, and the composure of a top-class lady in every gesture, without a trace of the simplicity and awkwardness of her former housewife.

In contrast, Qin Jianjun, standing beside him, clearly showed the difference in their abilities.

Wearing a custom-made suit, he somehow managed to pull off a casual street style. His posture was relaxed, and his eyes darted around curiously, showing none of the composure and demeanor of a wealthy family's eldest son.

Recalling Qin Jianjun's bewildered and silly expression when he was drunk at the Emperor Hotel that day, Qin Zheng chuckled helplessly.

What else can you do but spoil your own child?

Moreover, Qin Jianjun had already stated that he would not vie for power or pursue profit in the future, but only wanted to live a peaceful and leisurely life with him.

In this way, he would not need to be strict with his son. As long as his son lived a peaceful, happy, and carefree life, that would be enough.

Qin Jianjun had sharp ears and vaguely heard his father's soft laughter. He instantly realized that his earlier look around was too inappropriate.

He immediately composed himself, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and picked up the Hetian jade teapot on the table with a sheepish smile, taking the initiative to pour tea for Qin Zheng to make up for his blunder.

Lu Cheng'an, who was standing to the side, saw it all clearly, suppressed his laughter, and gently reminded him.

"Young Master, please fill the tea cup to seven-tenths full."

He stopped there, without going into too much detail about the reasons.

There's a long-standing rule in the social circle: a full glass of wine shows respect, while a full glass of tea is considered disrespectful. Leaving a small gap when pouring tea is not only to prevent burns from hot tea, but also a refined way of dealing with people and things, showing tact and discretion. It's the most basic social etiquette among the top circles.

But these rules were completely irrelevant to Qin Jianjun.

Given the Qin family's current immense wealth and Qin Jianjun's noble status, comparable to that of the ancient aristocratic family Fusu, the only person in the world for whom he would bow and pour tea is Qin Zheng.

There's no need to learn the social norms and worldly etiquette of ordinary social circles.

Whether you know it or not is not a big deal.

"Okay, I got it!"

Qin Jianjun quickly responded, adjusting the teapot's angle and carefully controlling the water level, not daring to fill the pot completely. He looked honest and simple.

Looking at his son's clumsy yet earnest expression, Qin Zheng felt both amused and exasperated, and shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Lin stood to the side, gently covering her mouth with a smile, her eyes full of warmth.

She was always moved by the fact that her father-in-law, despite being at the top of the social ladder and wielding immense power and wealth, never put on airs, was always gentle and easygoing, and always put his family first.

The Qin family lacks the cold scheming and backstabbing typical of top-tier wealthy families. Instead, they are filled with warmth and affection, making them far happier and more genuine than countless outwardly glamorous but inwardly scheming aristocratic families.

Lu Cheng'an was also filled with envy.

He spent half his life in the upper echelons of society, witnessing how powerful families turned against each other for profit, how fathers and sons became estranged, and how relatives schemed against each other. But the Qin family was different; it was full of warmth and genuine affection, a rare find indeed.

The four of them, with their relaxed, indifferent, and detached demeanor, sat in the most prominent central position in the hall, appearing out of place with the tense and utilitarian atmosphere of the surrounding social circle.

More and more privileged children and wealthy business tycoons are taking notice of them.

A barrage of scrutinizing, disdainful, and contemptuous gazes fell upon the four, causing them to furrow their brows and mutter grumbling to themselves.

Where did this country bumpkin come from? He's so arrogant and ignorant!

Occupying the most prestigious position in the entire venue, he showed no restraint whatsoever, behaving casually and unrestrainedly, as if he were treating a top-tier auction for the elite as his own living room!

Whispers of disdain arose softly, neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to linger around.

The semi-enclosed viewing pavilion at the top of the hall offers a superb view, overlooking the entire scene.

The direct descendants of the four major families in the capital and a group of top-level nobles sat around a table, chatting and laughing, exuding an air of arrogance.

Lin Song sat upright, his gaze directly facing the entrance of the hall, and immediately recognized Qin Zheng and his group.

A complex and unreadable expression flashed across his eyes.

The Qin family, Qin Zheng, has indeed arrived...

But he was deep in thought, and instantly suppressed all his unusual emotions, his expression returning to normal. He blended into the conversation without making a sound, so that no one around him noticed anything amiss.

In front of a high-end jade display case on one side of the hall, Mr. Wang of Changsheng Holdings was accompanying several bigwigs to appreciate the treasures. Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at Qin Zheng and his three companions who were seated in the center.

Recalling his wife's mockery at the door and the other party's feigned composure, a deep displeasure flashed across his eyes, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Mr. Li, who was standing guard at the threshold of the top ten richest people in Beijing, followed his gaze, glanced at Qin Zheng and the other three, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Mr. Wang, do you know these people? They look unfamiliar; they don't seem to be from the Beijing social circles."

Mr. Wang calmly withdrew his gaze, his contempt undiminished, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance and impatience.

"How could someone of my rank know such lowly bumpkins? They're just a few out-of-town tycoons who barely make it into the event, here to act as background figures and network. They don't know any manners and are so ostentatious, it's truly outrageous."

Upon hearing this, General Manager Li immediately understood and smiled, offering flattery in a tone full of obsequiousness.

"That's true! Mr. Wang, you have nearly a trillion in assets and connections in both the political and business worlds. Your vision and perspective are far beyond those of ordinary small-time tycoons. Those who catch your eye are the real top figures in Beijing. These nobodies can't possibly try to take advantage of you."

A few words of flattery eased Mr. Wang's displeasure, but he still felt a bit angry and casually retorted.

"Speaking of cooperation, I think we need to reassess your company's qualifications and capabilities regarding the old city renovation project north of the Third Ring Road, to see if it can meet my cooperation standards."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Li's expression changed slightly. He quickly suppressed his smile and apologized sincerely.

"President Wang, please forgive me! It was my over-the-top flattery that offended you! Please don't have any other thoughts. Looking across the entire capital, in terms of financial strength, project operation, and network resources, my Li Group is absolutely the most suitable partner for you! Other companies either have a funding crisis or lack sufficient foundation and simply cannot handle such a large project. Where else can you find such a reliable partner as us!"

Mr. Wang was just giving him a warning, not making fun of him; he didn't really intend to terminate the cooperation.

He gave a cold snort, no longer dwelling on the trivial matter, and turned to look at a prized treasure in the display case, changing the subject.

Inside the display case lies a high-quality imperial green jade Buddha, its entire body a clear, bright green, with excellent translucency, even color, and without any impurities or flaws.

The craftsman's exquisite workmanship has resulted in a Buddha statue with a compassionate and gentle face, lifelike folds in its clothing, and an overall translucent and dynamic appearance, making it flawless.

This jade Buddha started at 300 million, but the consensus among onlookers was that it could reach 500 million, making it one of the top treasures in the jade exhibition area tonight.

"What do you think of the condition of this jade Buddha? It's the 80th birthday of the Wang family patriarch in Beijing next month. I'd like to give it to him as a gift. Is it substantial enough?"

Mr. Wang's gaze was fixed on the jade Buddha, his eyes filled with determination to win.

All the top elites present knew perfectly well that the Wang family patriarch's birthday banquet next month would be the most prestigious social gathering in Beijing in the first half of the year.

As one of the three top aristocratic families, the Wang family is a top family that countless wealthy families would do anything to get close to.

Those in the entertainment circle who can or cannot attend have been scouring for rare and precious items to present at the birthday banquet and win favor with the Wang family.

For everyone, making money through cooperation is secondary; the real opportunity to get on the good side and benefit for life is to establish connections with the Wang family's extensive network of connections.

Tonight, Shengshi Baida is hosting a rare product exhibition and an auction for the harvesting rights of Songzhong No. 1. Countless bigwigs have come from far and wide, with the core purpose of collecting top-notch congratulatory gifts.

As for the much-anticipated right to harvest the mother tree of Songzhong No. 1, those present tacitly agreed.

The seven picking spots rumored online had already been pre-selected by those at the top.

The so-called public auction is just a formality, a show, and there's no chance for outsiders to bid.

As for who will get the tea, they have no idea; they'll find out soon enough who raises their paddle.

Mr. Li approached the display case, examined it carefully for a moment, his eyes filled with amazement and reluctance, and he sincerely praised it.

"Exquisite! Absolutely top-tier! The clarity, color, and craftsmanship are all superb. It would be the perfect gift for Mr. Wang's birthday celebration! Mr. Wang, would you be willing to part with this treasure? I'm willing to pay a premium!"

Without hesitation, Mr. Wang coldly refused, "No, go find it yourself."

Mr. Li smiled wryly and joked:

"It's too much trouble to find things yourself. It's time-consuming and laborious, and you might not even find good products. It's better to just look at what other people have chosen. It's less trouble and less effort."

"Yeah, it's too much trouble to find it yourself, so it's better to just snatch what someone else has their eye on."

"This jade Buddha is nice, I'll take it!"

A clear and honest voice suddenly rang out from behind the two of them.

Mr. Wang and Mr. Li froze, startled, and turned around sharply.

Before anyone knew it, Qin Jianjun had walked up behind the two of them, staring quietly at the Imperial Green Jade Buddha in the display case, his eyes shining and his face full of love.

He completely ignored their shocked and bewildered expressions, clicked his tongue, and said:

"This is really nice, in excellent condition. I'll buy it as a gift for my dad."

Mr. Wang's face instantly darkened, and anger surged in his eyes.

He had his eye on the jade Buddha and was planning to use it to curry favor with the Wang family, but now a country bumpkin from out of town whom he looked down on was interfering and openly clamoring to steal it away.

This is no longer just about liking an object; it's blatant provocation!

In his eyes, Qin Zheng and his group were just low-level freeloaders with no status or background, yet they dared to compete with a billionaire like him for things?

Mr. Wang laughed in anger, his tone icy and full of contempt.

"You mere country bumpkin from out of town, do you think you're worthy to steal the jade Buddha I've got my eye on?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Jianjun turned around and glanced at the two of them, clicking his tongue and saying, "What a small world!"

He hadn't forgotten that just now at the entrance of the building, it was this man's wife who had publicly and sarcasticly mocked them as country bumpkins trying to get in, saying they should wait and see them get shut out and made a fool of themselves.

A gentleman doesn't leave a grudge unavenged. Since he's run into the other party, who also happens to have his eye on this jade Buddha, he might as well take this opportunity to vent his anger.

Qin Jianjun looked up, a smile on his face, but his tone was exceptionally forceful, refusing to budge an inch.

"I'll take this jade Buddha."

"Who's in favor? Who's opposed?"