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

We've reached the seventh floor.

The elevator doors slid open silently, revealing a wide corridor with dark brown marble flooring and luxuriously decorated shops on both sides.

Su Xiaowan stepped aside to lead the way, "Mr. Qin, this way please."

She led the two through a short corridor and stopped in front of the first huge brand store.

There are only six letters on the signboard.

CHANAL.

This is one of the world's top luxury brands, but on the seventh floor of the Emperor Mansion, it is just one of many famous stores.

The store has a very large space, more than 2,000 square meters.

On the left is the women's clothing section, filled with dresses, skirts, coats, and overcoats, arranged by style and color scheme.

The right side is the men's section, featuring dark suits, casual jackets, and cashmere sweaters.

In the middle is the accessories section, where sunglasses, scarves, belts, and hats are neatly arranged in glass display cases.

Qin Mao stood at the door, his breathing becoming heavier.

He had never been to a store like this in his life.

No, to be precise, he has never even dared to go near the window of a shop like that in his entire life.

But now, thanks to his father, he can access such places.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Qin Zheng stepped inside.

Qin Mao took a deep breath and followed.

Not far from the entrance, a fat man with a big head and big ears was helping a petite woman pick out clothes.

The fat man was in his early forties, and his large belly made his loose clothes look tight, suggesting he was about seven or eight months pregnant.

The woman, in her early twenties, with exquisite makeup, was picking up a beige floral dress and holding it up to her figure in the mirror.

The fat man's name was Yang Yu. He owned a small company in the area and had assets of eight million yuan. He often brought different women to the Chanel store to buy clothes.

The woman was someone he was keeping as a mistress; her name was Tao Hong.

"Miss Tao has such a great figure, there's no outfit she can't pull off. If you wore this floral dress, you'd probably look like a fairy who doesn't belong to this world."

"And this light blue wavy short skirt can bring out your youthful vitality and bring back your girlish appearance in your prime."

After being praised like that, Tao Hong smiled even more brightly and picked up the short skirt to hold it up.

Manager Liu Hao was enthusiastically introducing the product when he suddenly saw two people enter through the door.

"Welcome..."

The manager, who was about to greet the person warmly, couldn't utter a single word after seeing the person's attire.

Tao Hong's gaze swept over Qin Zheng and then shifted to Qin Mao, who was tanned dark by the sun.

Her brows furrowed, as if she had seen something dirty.

He looked like his mood had been ruined.

He wondered: How did these two get to the seventh floor?

When she saw the gray scarf around Su Xiaowan's neck behind her, she suddenly realized what was going on.

"Hey, what's wrong with the security guards and staff at the Emperor's Palace? Why did they put these poor, lowly workers on the platform?"

Upon hearing Tao Hong's words, Liu Hao immediately reprimanded Su Xiaowan.

"Take this person downstairs right now. Is this your floor?"

After saying that, he put on a respectful and ingratiating smile, "Miss Tao, don't mind her, please continue looking at the clothes. I'll have someone take him away right away."

With hundreds of thousands of yuan worth of clothes about to be sold, we can't let this incident ruin it.

Several other couples who were picking out clothes in the store, along with their accompanying sales assistants, turned around and looked Qin Zheng and Qin Mao up and down with disdain.

Tao Hong was very satisfied with Liu Hao's attitude, so she picked up another skirt next to her.

"Honey, this is nice, I really like it, doesn't it look good?"

Yang Yu glanced at it and gave a symbolic nod. "Beautiful."

After saying that, he looked down and fiddled with the platinum watch on his wrist.

"Madam, Mr. Qin is the most distinguished member of the Emperor's Mansion. Please watch your words!"

Su Xiaowan stepped forward.

Tao Hong was taken aback, clearly not expecting this person who wanted to accompany her to speak like that.

She glanced at the person beside her with the light blue scarf, then pointed to the gray scarf around Su Xiaowan's neck.

"If I remember correctly, the new employee's scarf is gray, right? That means you haven't been officially hired yet. No wonder you brought that country bumpkin up here!"

Tao Hong threatened with a smile, "I've remembered your license plate number, 037."

Su Xiaowan's face paled for a moment, and her lips trembled slightly.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say a few more words in Qin Zheng's defense.

Qin Zheng suddenly spoke up.

"Can we have the whole venue to ourselves?"

It sounded like a casual question.

Su Xiaowan was stunned.

Liu Hao was stunned.

Yang Yu was also stunned.

Tao Hong seemed to have heard a joke.

"Honey, did you hear that? He said he booked the whole theater! That's hilarious! How could a country bumpkin like him even know what 'booking the whole theater' means?! Does he even know how much that costs?"

Yang Yu raised her hand to support her chin, as if seriously considering something. "Maybe they really are rich?"

The watch on my wrist gleamed in the light.

Liu Hao noticed the watch. Yang Yu was a regular customer of the store, and none of the clothes he wore were worth less than 100,000 yuan, and the watches he wore were worth no less than one million yuan.

"Rent out the entire venue? His entire fortune probably doesn't even amount to a fraction of Mr. Yang's watch? That's a Patek Philippe, worth a million!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yu raised the corners of his mouth, then turned his wrist, as if afraid that someone would not see his precious Patek Philippe.

Su Xiaowan had never handled a request to book the entire venue before, but according to the training procedure, it usually required the approval of the general manager.

She quickly pulled out her phone, ready to let these three snobbish people know that Qin Zheng was richer than them.

He's showing off a million-dollar watch, but he's probably never seen a ten-million-dollar watch in his life. Compared to Mr. Qin, he's nowhere near his level.

As soon as I turned on the screen, a new message popped up.

[Let Mr. Qin book the entire venue!]

It was sent by the general manager.

Su Xiaowan felt relieved.

It seems the manager was also watching Mr. Qin's every move on the monitor.

"Mr. Qin," Su Xiaowan raised her head and said confidently, "the general manager said we can book the entire venue."

Qin Zheng nodded, his tone indifferent: "I wanted to buy some things quietly, but unfortunately there are flies buzzing around, which is a bit annoying."

"Manager Liu, they say you've agreed to book the entire venue?" Yang Yu clicked his tongue twice.

Liu Hao didn't want to waste any more words. "Him? He thinks he's qualified to book the whole place? Where are the waiters? Can't they hear me? Get those two out of here!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a person suddenly ran out of the back door.

"Dear customers, we are very sorry!"

The store manager jogged to the center of the store, clasped his hands together, and announced loudly and urgently, "CHANAL is booked out today! You can enjoy a 30% discount on your purchase today. Please cooperate and leave!"

The store manager's gaze fell on Qin Zheng.

She had just received a message from the general manager of Dihao: to have Mr. Qin, who was at the entrance, book the entire venue.

This must be the one.

She walked over quickly, bent down, and lowered her head, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"You must be Mr. Qin? Welcome to Chanel. We are very sorry for the unpleasant experience. We will clear the area immediately."

Liu Hao looked at the store manager's expression, which was pale and serious.

He then looked at Qin Zheng, recalling his earlier comment, "Book the entire venue? Does he even deserve that?"

That's it. Judging from his tone just now, his managerial position is over.

No, it might be more than that; it also depends on the other party's strength and how much they hold a grudge.

If he has connections, it would be enough to make it impossible for him to stay in Jiangnan Province.

Thinking of this, his legs went weak, and he could only grab the shelf tightly to steady himself.

Yang Yu also looked at Qin Zheng with disbelief, never expecting that the other party was really rich.

Although he has some assets, he is not qualified to book the entire venue.

A seven-story brand store requires a minimum spend of five million to book the entire space.

Although he has eight million in assets, he only has about three million in cash flow at his disposal.

It falls far short of meeting the requirements for booking the entire venue.

Qin Zheng shook his head and looked at Liu Hao, who was stunned.

"Your manager said I'm not qualified to book the whole venue."

He vividly remembered the other person's stern expression when they spoke.

How do rich people spend their money? What do they watch? Their mood.

Qin Zheng is not in a good mood right now.

He's not the kind of person who would spend money on someone after being wronged.

Qin Zheng glanced back at the rows of women's clothing stores across the street. "Does that store over there sell men's clothes?"

Su Xiaowan replied, "Yes, Mr. Qin. That brand store is Dior, and it also sells men's clothing."

"Could you ask me if it's possible to book the entire venue for that restaurant?"

Su Xiaowan nodded and was about to send a message to inquire when another message popped up.

"Take Mr. Qin there; I've already ordered the area to be cleared."

"Yes, Mr. Qin, the general manager has already ordered the area to be cleared."

Having received a reply, Qin Zheng turned and left, with Qin Mao and Su Xiaowan quickly following behind.

"Distinguished guest, Mr. Qin, welcome to the Dior flagship store. We are clearing the area for you."

As soon as Qin Zheng stepped out the door, he saw a stylishly dressed woman run out from across the hall and greet him warmly.

"My surname is Xue, and my given name is Qian. You can call me Miss Xue or Xue Qian, either." Xue Qian introduced herself.

The Chanel store manager glared fiercely at Liu Hao, then quickly chased after him out of the store and stood between Xue Qian and Qin Zheng.

"Mr. Qin, I'm so sorry, but how about I give you a 20% discount on this bill?"

Seeing that Qin Zheng ignored her, she gritted her teeth and continued, "Mr. Qin, you can get a 30% discount on this purchase!"

Qin Zheng didn't even lift his eyelids, and said to Xue Qian indifferently, "Miss Xue, go tell your customers to each take ten sets of clothes as an apology for affecting their shopping experience."

A discount? Is it reasonable for him to be concerned about such a small amount of money given his current financial situation?

"Ten sets?!"

Not ten pieces, but ten sets.

Xue Qian's breathing became heavy.

A Dior haute couture outfit, from coat to skirt to accessories, costs at least 100,000 yuan.

If there are ten customers in the store, and each person buys ten sets, that's ten million.

Including Mr. Qin's spending later, today's order is approaching ten million.

A turnover of ten million.

Dior rarely achieves such a single-day sales figure of over ten million since its opening.

Let alone the Beijing store, even if we look at all the branches across the country, this number would rank fifth in historical daily sales.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll pass on your kindness to the other customers right away." She turned around and walked to the store entrance, her voice filled with undisguised joy.

"Dear customers, Mr. Qin, who booked the entire venue, is very generous. Considering the impact on your shopping experience, he has decided to offer this purchase free of charge. Feel free to take any styles you like, up to ten sets per person. Please don't let Mr. Qin's kindness go to waste!"

"Huh?" The man in the suit, who was about to enjoy a 30% discount, quickly took his card back.

"Mr. Qin is so magnanimous!"

"Thank you, Mr. Qin! Wishing you good health!"

A wealthy woman clasped her hands together, smiled broadly, nodded at Qin Zheng, and then pulled her male companion straight to the women's clothing section.

"Mr. Qin, you're too kind. You're clearly a person of high status!"

A woman who had just paid and left the store had a look of regret on her face.

She gritted her teeth, walked up to Qin Zheng, and said, "Mr. Qin, I just came out of the store. May I go in and choose some clothes?"

Qin Zheng looked up and gestured for her to "go."

"Mr. Qin is so handsome!" The woman exclaimed happily as she quickly walked into the store.

The Chanel store manager's face turned ashen.

Qin Zheng's move was intended to show that he was not short of money, and that the small discount he offered only made the other party more disgusted.

"Mr. Qin, we apologize for the unpleasant shopping experience this time, but Chanel's doors are always open to you, and we hope you can give us a chance to make amends in the future!"

She could only try to salvage the situation with words.

Does Liu Hao really have no sense of propriety at all? He's offended such a wealthy customer.

Qin Zheng nodded, his face expressionless.

But my heart was already filled with the exhilarating feeling of spending so much money.

Is this what it feels like to be a nouveau riche?

That's great!

Su Xiaowan stood beside him, watching all of this, her heart pounding wildly.

She had been at the Emperor's Palace for two months and had seen wealthy customers, but she had never seen anyone like this before.

No, it's not that I've never seen it, it's that I've never even heard of it.

They booked the entire venue and gave away ten sets of clothes to each person; the bill for ten million was simply suspended.

Moreover, the total cost of this person's clothes is less than one hundred yuan, no, it might not even be fifty yuan.

Su Xiaowan felt a little regretful that she hadn't been able to pick out ten sets.

However, thinking about my commission, I felt relieved.

For someone in her line of work, the worst thing to do is to be overly ambitious.

Inside Chanel.

Tao Hong gripped the dress she had just said she "liked" very much tightly.

How could someone dressed in such tattered clothes possibly be rich!

Have the tastes of the wealthy become so low?

Yang Yu stood there frozen, staring at the Patek Philippe in his hand, feeling that it was incredibly dazzling at that moment.

He just showed off this watch in front of people, which probably made him look like a clown.

At this moment, the other party not only booked the entire venue but also gave each person 10 sets of clothes for free, guaranteeing a total expenditure of over ten million yuan.

His tone was as indifferent as if he were just asking for another 10 yuan.

A truly important person.

He realized what was happening, and his chubby face forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he quickly stepped forward.

"Mr. Qin, this is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple."

Qin Zheng frowned and ignored the fat man.

The Chanel store manager whispered in Yang Yu's ear, "Mr. Qin is clearly angry. Mr. Yang, you should leave now. Next time you come, we'll reserve a 30% discount for you."

Moreover, the saying "a flood washed away the Dragon King Temple" is not used in this way; firstly, only those of comparable strength have the right to say such a thing.

Yang Yu's lips trembled slightly; she wanted to say something but didn't know how to begin.

Tao Hong was about to lash out, "So what if he has a little money?", but Yang Yu grabbed her arm, covered her mouth, and dragged her away around the corner.

The customers in the Dior store quickly made their selections and, accompanied by their companions, walked past Qin Zheng with bags and bundles, each bowing their heads respectfully and saying "Thank you, Mr. Qin" and other words of blessing.

Each of the companions who left looked at Su Xiaowan with envy.

Qin Mao had been looking at his domineering father with envy, but now, seeing the full packages in other people's hands, he hissed slightly.

How much would that cost?

Qin Zheng glanced at Qin Mao, "Is that all the ambition you have? Stand up straight, don't embarrass me."

Qin Mao shuddered at his father's words and immediately stood up straight, head held high and chest out.

Soon, the last customer left happily.