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

After entering the Dihao Hotel, there is a large plaza, about 100 meters away from the main gate.

Qin Zheng led Qin Mao across the square and stepped into the gate.

Inside the door is a spacious lobby with a ceiling height of over ten meters, crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome, and bright fiber optic lights shining on the marble floor.

On each side stood a row of female waitresses, all dressed in dark gray suits and skirts, their hair styled in uniform buns, wearing black high heels, and scarves of different colors around their necks.

Everyone was trained in proper posture: hands clasped in front of them, back straight, and a standard smile on their lips.

This is a signature service of the Emperor's Mansion – the escort service, which is actually just a sales assistant. However, the word sounds cheap, so it was changed to escort service.

Their duties include helping carry things, introducing brands, and recommending products.

Each customer who enters the store can be accompanied by a salesperson free of charge while shopping.

At the same time, the accompanying waiter can receive a 1% commission on the customer's spending.

If you provide good service, customers will specifically ask for you again next time they come. The manager will notice, and promotion and a raise will be a natural outcome.

In order to earn more money, the girls here are extremely attentive to every customer.

As soon as a middle-aged couple walked in, a waiter immediately approached them, bowed slightly, and said in a sweet voice, "Good evening, gentlemen. Would you like our escort service?"

The man waved his hand, glanced around at the row of waiters, and asked, "Is Xiaomei here today?"

"Xiaomei is with other customers and can't get away for a while. How about I keep you company today?"

The woman nodded. "Okay."

As he spoke, he casually handed over the expensive handbag he was carrying.

The waiter took it with both hands, stepped aside to lead the way, and kept a smile on his face the whole time.

The three of them walked into the mall, chatting and laughing.

A spot became available on the side, the curtain of the employee passageway was lifted, and another pretty girl stepped in, standing ramrod straight.

As Qin Zheng led Qin Mao inside, the smiles of the two rows of waiters noticeably faded.

A few people even slightly twitched the corners of their mouths.

No one stepped forward.

After walking halfway, Qin Mao realized that no one was coming forward, so he lowered his head and stared at the toes of his shoes as he walked.

They are level 16 members with 100 million yuan in their accounts, so why doesn't anyone come up to offer them services?

He clearly saw that as soon as those two people entered the door, someone came up to them to fawn over them.

He could feel the unseemly scraping sound of his shoes on the floor.

Qin Zheng didn't care at all and walked straight ahead.

As I passed two rows of waiters, a voice rang out from the side.

"Hello, would you like an escort service?"

Qin Zheng stopped and glanced at it from the side.

The speaker was a young woman with a gray scarf around her neck and an employee badge on her chest that read "A-237, Su Xiaowan".

She had a hesitant yet kind expression.

The waiters nearby exchanged glances, communicating in an instant.

Could those two have spent a thousand yuan in one night with their outfits?

One percent of a thousand dollars is ten dollars. It's not worth spending an hour or two shopping with these two people for ten dollars.

If you get a complaint, it will be a thankless task.

Only a newcomer like Su Xiaowan, who hasn't been here long, would be willing to do such a stupid thing.

The Emperor Hotel has a rule that every time a customer enters, the hotel staff must approach them to inquire about their companionship needs.

If it is found that no customer inquires about service, the highest-ranking person at the time will be fired, and the others will have five days' wages deducted.

The waitress with the purple scarf breathed a sigh of relief when she saw a newcomer step forward.

Based on his observation of the two, they didn't seem to be wealthy, especially the middle-aged man, whose eyes revealed an obvious inferiority complex and sensitivity. He had never seen any wealthy person with such eyes before.

Since the newcomer has stepped forward, let her serve us.

"May I ask your surname, sir? Is this your first time visiting the Emperor's Palace?"

Su Xiaowan's tone was natural, but with a hint of restraint.

"My surname is Qin." Qin Zheng nodded. "Which floor can I buy clothes on?"

Su Xiaowan understood immediately and glanced at Qin Mao without leaving a trace.

"Mr. Qin, there are clothing stores on the first floor, but they are all relatively unknown brands. Would you like to take a look?"

"Which floor has the best clothing brands?"

Su Xiaowan was slightly taken aback, not expecting Qin Zheng to ask such a question.

"Each floor has clothing stores of different brands, and the highest floor is the seventh floor. Above the seventh floor, there are no more clothing stores; it's mainly restaurants, entertainment, and office areas."

"Then let's go to the seventh floor."

Su Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard.

She glanced at Qin Zheng and Qin Mao instinctively.

An old man and a dark-skinned man who looked like an Indian.

Want to go to the seventh floor?

That seven-story building where even a casual T-shirt costs tens of thousands of yuan and a jacket can easily cost hundreds of thousands?

These two are probably here for the first time and don't know the rules of the Emperor's Palace.

"Sir, the clothing brands on the seventh floor are positioned at a higher level, and access requires a specific membership level."

She kindly offered her advice, using as tactful a tone as possible.

Qin Mao silently took out a card and handed it to Su Xiaowan.

Su Xiaowan glanced down.

The card has a dark gold finish and is thicker than a regular bank card, with smooth edges that gleam subtly under the light.

Her gaze fell on the upper right corner of the card, where a traditional Chinese character was printed—拾陆 (shí lù).

sixteen.

How many?

Su Xiaowan's mind suddenly went blank.

Although she had only been at Emperor's Palace for two months, she had memorized the membership level system during her training.

LV1到LV5是银色卡面，LV6到LV10是金色，LV11到LV15是玫瑰金，颜色逐渐加深。

She had only ever seen the dark gold card on the last page of the training manual.

LV16 and above.

It is said that there are no more than one hundred people in the entire Jiangnan Province who possess an LV16 membership card.

Are you alright?

Qin Mao called out.

Su Xiaowan came to her senses and realized that her hands were trembling slightly.

She quickly took the card, holding it with both hands as a sign of respect.

The natural smile on his face now carried a sense of awe.

"Mr. Qin, this way please. I'll take you to the private elevator, which will get you to the seventh floor much faster."

Su Xiaowan led the two around the main passage and towards the east side of the lobby.

As I passed by that row of waiters.

The girls who had been expressionless just moments before were now staring at the dark gold card in Su Xiaowan's hand with disbelief.

The person with the purple scarf had the worst expression.

She recognized the card; it belonged to a level 16 member or higher.

She had previously had the privilege of serving a wealthy man whose card was exactly the same as the one in front of her. The wealthy man spent over eight million yuan, and she received a commission of over eighty thousand yuan.

If Su Xiaowan hadn't stepped forward just now, she would be serving you right now.

Several security guards stood on each side of the private elevator to prevent anyone from barging in.

In the adjacent general elevator area, a dozen customers were crowded at the elevator door, waiting for the elevator to come down.

Su Xiaowan stepped forward and placed the Mo Jin Card on the sensor.

"Ding." The elevator doors opened in response.

The interior was carpeted in dark gray, with mirrored walls and soft, natural lighting overhead, creating a comfortable atmosphere.

Su Xiaowan stood sideways in the doorway, one hand on the door, and bowed slightly: "Mr. Qin, please come in."

Qin Zheng stepped inside, with Qin Mao following behind.

Upon seeing the dark gold membership card in Su Xiaowan's hand, the security guards stood even straighter and bowed in unison.

Someone noticed the commotion at the General Elevator.

"Is the private elevator open?"

A middle-aged man in a suit peeked out and saw Qin Zheng and Qin Mao's backs.

He had just shown a look of disdain on his face when he saw the black gold card in Su Xiaowan's hand.

The man's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Am I seeing things? That's a level 16 member?"

The people around him looked on in disbelief.

"Level 16? Are you sure?"

"A dark gold card, no doubt about it. I've heard it's at least level sixteen."

"Was that an old man who just walked by? He didn't look wealthy. Is there such a person in Jiangnan Province?"

"What do you know? You can't tell if someone is truly rich."

Someone asked the accompanying waiter, "Do you think the dark gold card indicates a level 16 membership?"

The companion withdrew his surprised expression and replaced it with a smile, "Yes, Mr. Lu."

If she wasn't mistaken, the person serving her was Su Xiaowan, an intern.

Why would she be serving such an important person?

Everyone gasped in shock after receiving the answer.

The elevator doors closed, and the car rose smoothly without any jerking or hesitation during acceleration or deceleration.

If it weren't for the floor numbers above your head jumping around, you could hardly feel the elevator moving.

Su Xiaowan stood beside the button panel, her hands clasped in front of her, her body straight, a faint smile on her face, and her heart pounding with excitement.

Although Qin Zheng and Qin Mao's attire made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But the thought of the commission she could get tonight made her breath quicken.

She had always heard that rich people liked to spend lavishly, and she assumed that the two people in front of her were no different.

"Mr. Qin, let me introduce you to the floor layout of the Emperor's Mansion."

Su Xiaowan controlled her tone and introduced the topic carefully.

"Floors one through seven are for general merchandise, covering almost all the commonly used categories on the market."

"The eighth to tenth floors are the jade and antiques area."

"Floors 10 to 16 are high-end entertainment venues, including private cinemas, bars, clubs, etc., which are generally used for business receptions."

She paused for a moment, then remembered Mr. Qin's membership status and added.

"Entry to the seventeenth and eighteenth floors requires a certain status and position, but there are no strict requirements regarding assets."

Qin Mao asked curiously, "What kind of status is required to enter?"

Su Xiaowan smiled apologetically: "I've only heard about this. It's said that there are no more than fifty people in the entire Jiangnan Province who can enter the seventeenth floor. The eighteenth floor is even fewer. Of course, this doesn't include people from other places. Even if you include important figures from all over the country, I don't know how many people meet the requirements. However, I've heard that the eighteenth floor is open to receive important figures who come to the capital."

Qin Mao clicked his tongue and turned to look at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng leaned against the elevator wall, his expression calm, as if these words were commonplace to him.

He glanced at Qin Mao. "You want to go up?"

Qin Mao quickly waved his hand, "I was just asking out of curiosity."

In the short dramas he watched, those domineering CEOs from the Shen family all had hundreds of billions in assets and were also big figures in politics and business!

The phrase "politics and business" places "politics" first, indicating that power is more powerful than wealth.

Although his father had just deposited 100 million yuan, he was still unsure of himself.

He had a rough idea in his head that his father had a net worth of several hundred million.

He had never seen the old man display even the slightest bit of the demeanor of an official in his entire life.

I doubt he's going to be a high-ranking official.

He could guess a bit from Su Xiaowan's words; the identity requirement for entering the seventeenth or eighteenth floor was probably that of a high-ranking official.

Qin Mao didn't dare to think about it any further.