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

The seats in the center of the hall.

Qin Zheng raised his eyes and glanced indifferently at the two figures facing off in front of the jade exhibition stand not far away.

He turned his head to look at Lu Cheng'an beside him and whispered the instructions:

"Go over there and keep an eye on things, don't let my boss get bullied."

Qin Jianjun was unaware of the size and influence of the Xie family. If someone were to use the Xie family's status to exert pressure and intimidate him, and this foolish boy were to back down, he would lose face for no reason.

After saying that, Qin Zheng added:

"Oh, and by the way, remind him to buy as many of the rare and valuable items in the hall as he likes. If he needs them later, they can help with his nephew's wedding."

"Yes, sir."

Lu Cheng'an bowed slightly and responded respectfully, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

He was incredibly intelligent, and in an instant he guessed Qin Zheng's intention.

Next month, the patriarch of the Wang family will celebrate his 80th birthday in Beijing, at which time the news of the marriage alliance with the Xie family will be announced.

Now, Qin Zheng is deliberately having Qin Jianjun scour the entire venue for treasures, taking them all into his possession. This is clearly an attempt to prepare top-tier betrothal gifts in advance, paving the way for Qin Ziyang and openly snatching the marriage to the Wang family's daughter from the Xie family.

It seems that the marriage between the Wang and Xie families is destined to fail.

The Wang family's daughter is destined to be the Qin family's granddaughter-in-law.

Having understood, Lu Cheng'an said no more and turned to leave.

After Lu Cheng'an left, Zhao Lin, unable to suppress her curiosity, turned to him and asked softly.

"Dad, when did Ziyang start dating again? I've never heard of it before. Which family's girl is he interested in?"

She had always been interested in the private affairs of the younger generation in the Qin family. The whole family knew about Qin Ziyang's relationship during his university years, and their recent peaceful breakup had never been kept secret from them.

Upon suddenly hearing that Qin Zheng was preparing for Qin Ziyang's wedding, Zhao Lin immediately became interested.

Qin Zheng has always placed great importance on the marriage and continuation of his family line.

The girl who Qin Zheng personally went to great lengths to plan and pave the way for must be someone of extraordinary status, undoubtedly a heiress from a top-tier social circle.

She was filled with curiosity and eager to know whose precious daughter she was, that she could catch her father-in-law's eye and make him care so much about her.

Qin Zheng picked up the warm teacup, took a small sip, and instantly recalled Wang Zhaoyue's bold and straightforward manner this morning, her eyes full of joy. A faint smile flashed across his eyes, and his tone was playful.

"It's not that he's interested in her, it's that someone else is eyeing him. That girl wasn't polite at all; she came to his door and took him out to play."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes crinkling with amusement.

Judging from the tone, it's clear that the woman took the initiative to fall in love and pursued him passionately.

Seeing that Qin Zheng didn't intend to elaborate, she tactfully refrained from pressing him for details. She silently resolved to find out more about the girl from Lu Cheng'an later.

As her thoughts wandered, Zhao Lin thought of the younger generation of the Qin family.

Qin Ziyang is now in a relationship, but his son Qin Zihao has yet to make any moves.

As the nominal mistress of the Qin family, she should be more concerned about the marriages and the continuation of the family line.

After Zhao Lin decided to return to Jiangnan, she wanted to introduce Qin Zihao to the daughters of wealthy families so that he could get married and have children as soon as possible.

If we can have four generations living together under one roof and the whole family living in harmony soon, my father-in-law will be very happy and gratified.

As Zhao Lin was pondering family matters, a soft, elegant footstep slowly approached, interrupting her thoughts.

She subconsciously looked up.

A woman who looked to be in her fifties walked slowly toward them.

The woman was very well-maintained; her skin was firm and delicate, her figure was dignified and elegant, and her posture was slender and upright, showing no signs of aging.

With her exquisitely beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her gentle and elegant features, one could tell at a glance that she was definitely a stunning beauty in her youth.

Behind the noblewoman followed an elderly butler dressed in a black tailcoat, with gray hair and a refined and composed demeanor. His steps were measured, and he was humble and reserved, clearly a personal servant carefully trained by a top-tier family.

From the moment she approached, the noblewoman's gaze was fixed on Qin Zheng, her eyes filled with shock, surprise and disbelief. She subconsciously slowed her pace and her gaze lingered on him for a long time.

Zhao Lin's eyes flickered slightly, and she glanced at Qin Zheng beside her without making a sound.

To her surprise, her usually calm and composed father-in-law showed a hint of astonishment and surprise in his eyes.

In an instant, Zhao Lin's gossip instincts ignited, and all sorts of melodramatic stories about wealthy families flashed through her mind.

Did my father-in-law also have a passionate, unrequited love when he was young?

A wealthy heiress falls in love with an ordinary poor boy, but their love is unrequited and they are separated by their families. She suffers lifelong regret for her unrequited love.

Decades later, with the world changing and a series of unexpected events leading to their reunion, their old feelings are rekindled.

Is it a fate missed in youth, but after half a lifetime, they meet again, and the love at first sight is still the same?

Countless thoughts raced through Zhao Lin's mind. She forcibly suppressed her curiosity, pretended to remain calm, and quietly observed from the sidelines.

At the same time, the noblewoman in front finally calmed down, stopped, looked at Qin Zheng sitting in his seat, and spoke softly with a somewhat uncertain, tentative tone.

"Qin Zheng? Is it really you?"

Qin Zheng slightly raised his eyes, nodded slightly, and spoke calmly.

"It's me, Zhao, the school beauty."

A simple address instantly brings back memories of youth from decades ago.

The elegant lady in front of him was named Zhao Manjun, and she was the most beautiful girl in Qin Zheng's university.

In his youth, Qin Zheng pursued Zhao Manjun in order to activate the school beauty system. The two dated for a period of time and went through a period of innocent campus life.

But that relationship ultimately didn't last.

The reason for their breakup was quite ordinary and common: after the wealthy second-generation heir intervened, she found a better option and dumped him, ending their relationship with the words, "You can't give me the future I want."

From the day they broke up, the two completely severed all contact. Forty years have passed, and they have had no news of each other and no further interaction.

They met again after half a lifetime, but everything had changed, and the world had turned upside down.

Seeing Zhao Manjun again now, Qin Zheng felt no emotion.

After all, both of them have started their own families. Although he is not yet seventy or eighty years old, he is still an old man and has long passed the age of dating.

His only wish now is for his family to be healthy and well, for his descendants to be happy and joyful, and for him to enjoy the happiness of being surrounded by his children and grandchildren.

Upon receiving Qin Zheng's accurate response, Zhao Manjun's shock intensified, her eyes filled with disbelief, and she blurted out unconsciously.

"What are you doing here?"

This question was direct and abrupt, carrying a hint of undisguised surprise.

In the decades following their breakup, Zhao Manjun would occasionally, subconsciously, inquire about Qin Zheng's current situation.

From scattered information from various sources, it is known that after graduating, Qin Zheng lived a normal life, got married, had children, and lived a mundane life, without wealth or power, and was unremarkable.

Upon learning this news, she felt completely relieved and became even more convinced that her choice back then was absolutely correct, and she had never regretted it in the slightest.

But she never expected that her former lover, who was supposed to live an ordinary life, would appear at an auction in Beijing, where top dignitaries gathered.

This grand event has extremely high entry requirements; without a certain status, one is simply not qualified to enter.

Could it be that while I've been neglecting him for the past ten years or so, Qin Zheng's family has quietly risen to prominence and turned their fortunes around?

With countless questions swirling in her mind, Zhao Manjun stared intently at Qin Zheng, waiting for his answers.

Qin Zheng didn't explain much. He simply glanced at her, then picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and remained silent, his demeanor calm and composed.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Manjun was completely unaware of the impropriety and inappropriateness of her words, and continued to speak on her own, her tone carrying a self-righteous kindness.

"I don't mean to look down on you, it's just that tonight's auction has an extremely high threshold; without status and background, you simply can't get in. It seems that your son has done quite well over the years, accumulating a considerable fortune, allowing you to benefit from his success and enter this top-tier circle."

She subconsciously thought that with Qin Zheng's abilities, it was impossible for him to have such wealth and status. He must have relied on his son's hard work to get into this top-level event.

As she spoke, she turned to look at Qin Jianjun, who was confronting Wang Qi, a top tycoon from Beijing, in the jade exhibition area.

The two men have very similar features, about 70-80% alike, and it's easy to tell at a glance that they are father and son.

A hint of disdain and helplessness flashed across Zhao Manjun's eyes as she spoke in a flat tone, as if stating a given fact.

"But your son is still too young and impulsive. Wang Qi is firmly ranked eighth on the Beijing Rich List, his company's market value is approaching one trillion yuan, his personal net worth starts at hundreds of billions, and he has a deep network of connections. No one dares to mess with him easily."

"Not to mention that Xie Zhan, the eldest son of the Xie family, personally came to the scene tonight to support Wang Qi. Your son's rash act of showing off and provoking in public is likely to lead to a major setback this time."

At this point, Zhao Manjun slightly raised her chin, her posture becoming increasingly noble and arrogant, with a hint of condescending condescension.

"For the sake of our old classmate relationship, I have a piece of advice for you. Take your child and apologize as soon as possible; don't try to save face."

"If you're too embarrassed to ask for help, I can have my husband step in and get Wang Qi to give me face, and we'll let this matter drop and not pursue your son's reckless behavior."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired old butler standing to the side frowned almost imperceptibly, took half a step forward, and whispered a reminder in a low voice.

"Second Madam, Young Master Xie from the capital has a special status and wields great power. This matter concerns the reputation of our social circle. It would be best to consult with Young Master Xie before making a decision. Do not make any promises rashly."

"It's alright."

Zhao Manjun raised her hand to interrupt the old housekeeper's advice, her tone full of confidence and self-assurance.

"He's just a junior member of the Xie family. Given my status, how could he not give me some face? It's a small matter, no need to make a fuss."

Seeing her arrogant and blindly confident demeanor, Qin Zheng couldn't help but sneer.

Women, they really are all hypocritical.

He was well aware of Zhao Manjun's little schemes.

This isn't a genuine desire to help; it's just that after decades, seeing someone she abandoned back then again, she's eager to flaunt her current high status, condescendingly bestowing favors and forcing herself to beg her, all to satisfy her decades-long sense of superiority and vanity.

Qin Zheng pretended to be casual and asked in a nonchalant tone.

"May I ask your husband's surname?"

Upon hearing the question, Zhao Manjun raised her head even higher, her eyes radiating an even stronger sense of superiority, and her tone carrying a hint of arrogance.

"Cui".

Fearing that Qin Zheng might not understand the significance of this statement or be able to see the current strength of her family, Zhao Manjun immediately added an explanation, her tone full of boasting.

"You've studied history, so you should have heard of the Five Families and Seven Noble Families. My husband is a descendant of the Cui family of Qinghe, an ancient and prestigious family with a foundation far exceeding that of ordinary wealthy families. They are simply incomparable to billionaires like Wang Qi."

"My husband asked, so Wang Qi didn't dare to refuse."

Qin Zheng glanced sideways, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Qin Zheng glanced sideways, surprised that Zhao Manjun had managed to climb to this level.

As far as he knew, the rich second-generation who pursued Zhao Manjun back then was just a minor rich second-generation from Jiangnan Province, and he wasn't surnamed Cui.

Seeing a hint of surprise in Qin Zheng's eyes, Zhao Manjun's smug smile grew even wider, convinced that Qin Zheng had been intimidated by her family background.

She waited quietly, waiting for Qin Zheng to swallow his pride and ask for help.

But the next second, Qin Zheng simply shook his head slightly, his tone calm and indifferent.

"No need."

In an instant, the smile on Zhao Manjun's face froze completely, and the smugness in her eyes suddenly solidified.

Decades of self-cultivation allowed her to suppress her astonishment and quickly compose herself, though a hint of anger and impatience lingered in her eyes.

She assumed Qin Zheng was just a man who cared about his image and was still upset about their breakup years ago, so she couldn't help but let out a soft snort, her tone laced with a hint of disappointment and sarcasm.

"Qin Zheng, I know you men value your reputation the most. But reputation is ultimately meaningless. Can it be more important than your son's career prospects and future development?"

"If you stubbornly hold on now, your son will lose face and might even be blacklisted later. By then, it will be too late for you to beg for help!"

"Don't wait until it's too late to beg me for mercy. By then, I won't be as easy to talk to as I am now."

Faced with her earnest "advice" and condescending pressure, Qin Zheng was too lazy to waste any more words.

He turned to look at Zhao Lin, who was sitting quietly beside him, and gave the instructions:

"Pour her a full cup of tea."

Zhao Lin snapped out of her daze, a hint of disappointment in her eyes, but she didn't dare say anything. She just smiled and nodded, picked up the exquisite jade teapot on the table, and gracefully poured Zhao Manjun a cup of hot tea.

Fill the teacup before seeing the guest off.

This is the most basic rule in the industry, and also the most straightforward way to ask someone to leave.

As the second wife of the Cui family, how could Zhao Manjun not understand this principle?

Looking at the cup full of tea and Qin Zheng's completely indifferent and dismissive attitude, she could no longer suppress her anger. Her elegant composure vanished, leaving only obvious rage.

"Qin Zheng! I helped you out of kindness and out of old friendship, but you don't appreciate it at all!"

"You really don't know what's good for you. No matter how rich your son is, can he compare to Wang Qi, who has trillions in assets?"

"Since you insist on sticking to your guns and refusing to listen to advice, then I have nothing more to say. Just wait and see your son begging for mercy on his knees in a moment!"

Zhao Manjun decided that when Qin Zheng cried and begged her to save his son, she would humiliate him severely to vent her anger!