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

Qin Zihao's pupils widened slightly. He hadn't expected that his grandfather, Qin Zheng, would still teach him the most direct and domineering tactic—the money offensive.

"Grandpa, what if he doesn't agree? Mr. Lu said he doesn't lack money."

He frowned slightly, his tone a little conflicted, "I've heard that some great directors never bow to capital in pursuit of more perfect works. What if the person Mr. Lu is talking about is that type of director?"

Qin Zheng smiled and looked at his eldest grandson again, his tone calm and unhurried.

"Does a good movie need star actors? Does it need to spend a lot of money on promotion before its release? And afterwards, does it need to hire big-name bloggers with millions of followers to give it positive reviews and stabilize its box office and reputation?"

Qin Zihao nodded repeatedly. Even though he only had a superficial understanding of the film industry, he knew from his experience and intuition that his grandfather was telling the truth without any exaggeration.

Qin Zheng picked up his teacup, took a sip of West Lake Imperial Longjing tea, and felt the refreshing taste as the tea went down his throat. He slowly spoke, "Grandson, tell me, which part of this process can't be solved with money?"

Before Qin Zihao could reply, he added casually, his tone still domineering, "Besides, if he's really stubborn, why don't you sign all the top stars in the industry, find another promising director, and throw money at making a movie? Wouldn't the result be the same?"

"He is indeed a great director, but he's not the only great director. If he's unwilling, you can just use money to promote someone else and kick him off the top of the industry. It's a simple matter."

After listening, Qin Zihao suddenly understood and had no more worries.

"Grandpa, I know what to do."

Qin Zheng took another sip of tea, feeling that today's tea was even better than the ones he had drunk in the past few days. He turned to Lu Cheng'an and asked, "This tea is excellent. How much is it per pound?"

"Sir, this is 18 pieces of West Lake Longjing tea, priced at 500,000 yuan per kilogram."

Lu Chengan nodded slightly and respectfully explained, "This tea comes from 18 tea trees designated by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. Located in the core production area of ​​Lion Peak Mountain, its quality is several grades higher than ordinary Longjing tea in the surrounding area. The tenderest buds must be picked before Qingming Festival, and the yield is extremely limited, less than half a kilogram per year. The tea industry praises it as having a 'pre-Qingming bean aroma and a mellow, lingering sweetness'."

Qin Zheng nodded slightly. After finishing the tea, he could indeed smell a faint aroma of beans. He then asked, "Where would this tea rank among the top-tier teas?"

"West Lake Imperial Longjing ranks tenth, and there are nine other famous teas above it, but most of them are priceless and unavailable," Lu Cheng'an replied truthfully.

What he didn't tell Qin Zheng was that the eighteen imperial tea leaves had long been under government control and were considered political artifacts, not commercial teas. The tea he brewed for Qin Zheng today was a treasured gift from the Lu family years ago.

After Qin Zheng finished speaking, he took another sip of tea and felt refreshed. He then instructed, "If any top-quality teas are available on the market, buy them all, regardless of the cost. Don't give up even a single gram."

With such a small annual production of Imperial Longjing tea, one kilogram would only last him three months at most. Naturally, he would collect all the other top-grade teas.

Given his current status and position, he naturally deserves to drink the best tea every day of the year.

"Yes, sir," Lu Cheng'an replied respectfully.

Hearing that the tea was so high-class, Qin Zihao was also eager to try it, so he asked the maid to pour him a small cup to taste. After swallowing the tea, he blinked, a blank look on his face.

Aside from its faint aroma and refreshing taste, this tea doesn't seem to have anything particularly special about it.

Seeing his eldest grandson's clueless look, Qin Zheng couldn't help but laugh and gently reminded him, "At your age, you can't tell the difference between good and bad tea."

To prevent Qin Zihao from taking his tea, he immediately instructed Lu Cheng'an: "Take him to find that famous director, and while you're at it, go to the Cloud Top Building so all the employees can meet their new chairman."

Qin Zihao was unconvinced and wanted to try another bite, but Lu Cheng'an slightly stepped aside to stop him, his tone respectful yet brooking no refusal: "Young Master, please!"

Left with no other choice, he could only reluctantly follow Lu Cheng'an away, but in his heart he was filled with anticipation for the identity of the new chairman of the Yunding Building.

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Genting Tower.

Inside the building, the senior staff who were still hurriedly preparing for the handover instantly became extremely alert upon hearing that the new chairman was about to arrive. They straightened their clothes and looked respectful yet nervous.

Although there had been a notification in the work group that there might be personnel adjustments and that the compensation would be as high as 6n+1, everyone knew perfectly well that the compensation was only temporary and that being able to work steadily at Genting Highlands was the long-term solution.

Nobody wants to be eliminated.

In particular, former president Shen Wanli and his office staff all knew that Qin Zheng was being incredibly generous. Since he could offer such high compensation, there was a possibility of a raise and promotion later on.

All the middle and senior managers gathered in the large conference room on the 100th floor, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the new leader.

A moment later, the conference room door was pushed open, and a young man in a suit and tie, with a tall and straight posture, slowly walked in. Behind him was a middle-aged man in a tuxedo with a refined demeanor, and more than a dozen burly bodyguards with a powerful aura.

All eyes instantly turned to the boy in the lead, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

This is the new chairman? He looks so young, probably not even thirty years old.

Former CEO Shen Wanli was momentarily surprised; the new chairman was not the old man Qin who had arrived earlier.

But he also realized that the boy's identity was probably not simple, so he quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes and maintained a bright smile on his face.

Qin Zihao walked onto the stage and looked at the nearly 500 people below, with countless eyes focused on him. His adrenaline surged instantly, his throat tightened, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. All the words he had prepared were forgotten.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng'an stepped forward calmly and said in a loud voice, "Hello everyone! I am Lu Cheng'an, the head butler of the Qin family. Many of you have seen me this morning. But I would like to introduce the new chairman of the Cloud Top Building, who is this gentleman next to me, the eldest grandson of the Qin family, Qin Zihao!"

As soon as he finished speaking, applause erupted from the audience in welcome.

Lu Cheng'an turned to Qin Zihao, who looked nervous, and gently reminded him, "Young Master, don't be nervous. Just give a simple self-introduction to everyone."

Qin Zihao snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, straightened his back, and said in a serious voice, "Hello everyone, my name is Qin Zihao, and from today onwards, I am the chairman of the Yunding Building."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted again from the audience. Everyone clapped with all their might, and the applause lasted for a long time.

Looking at the scene below the stage, Qin Zihao's nervousness completely dissipated, replaced by a sense of pride and confidence.

His grandfather had high hopes for him, so he had to hold his head high and do everything he did to live up to the chairman's reputation.

Lu Cheng'an raised his hand at the opportune moment to signal everyone to be quiet, and said in a deep voice, "The meeting is adjourned. Everyone, please continue with your duties."

Shen Wanli stepped forward first, his expression respectful. "Hello, Chairman Qin. I am Shen Wanli, the former president. I hope you will give me your guidance in the future, and I will definitely cooperate fully with your work!"

Following that, several senior executives from important departments came forward one after another, waving to each of them.

Qin Zihao shook hands with each person in response, his tone calm: "No need for formalities, just do your job well in the future."

After a few brief pleasantries, the executives took their leave, and Qin Zihao also left the conference room, taking the chairman's private elevator to his office on the 108th floor.

The president's room is luxurious yet understated, with marble floors, a huge ebony desk in the center, a set of genuine leather sofas, a study desk, and a chairman's lounge, furnished with elegant decor.

"After all, Genting Building was a state-owned enterprise and was subject to government control, so the decoration couldn't be too luxurious," Lu Chengan explained at the right time.

Qin Zihao nodded, "We'll purchase a batch of better items later and replace all the things here."

If the office decorations are too ordinary, it feels like they don't do justice to his status.

"Okay." Lu Cheng'an nodded and noted it down.

On one side of the office is a huge floor-to-ceiling window that almost occupies the entire wall, offering an extremely wide view.

Qin Zihao walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down, taking in the entire Jinmao Commercial District, the most developed commercial area in Jiangbei City.

The densely packed high-rise buildings stand side by side, with bustling traffic and crowds, creating a vibrant and prosperous scene. In the distance, the river meanders and twists, offering a breathtaking view.

Just as Qin Zihao was filled with excitement, Lu Cheng'an opened his laptop on his desk and asked him softly, "Young Master, shall we contact the big director you're looking for now?"

Qin Zihao sat in the chairman's chair and nodded to indicate that the video call could be connected.

"Oh, what a rare guest! Mr. Lu, it's been a long time. What brings you here?"

Zhou Bin, sitting at the table in the video, spoke calmly with little expression on his face, suggesting that the two had a fairly good relationship.

Lu Cheng'an smiled and nodded, saying politely, "Director, it's been a long time. I'm here today to ask for your help with something. My new employer, the Qin family, has a young lady who studies acting. She just finished her junior year and is about to enter her senior year. The Qin family wants to sign you, tailor-make scripts for Miss Qin, and have her play the lead role in every drama."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bin shook his head and refused without hesitation, his tone firm and leaving no room for negotiation.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, I can't agree to that!"