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

The Lamborghini drove smoothly through the night.

Qin Zihao leaned back in his leather seat, holding his phone, but his eyes remained fixed on Zeng Ziming's chat window, hoping for new messages.

The words he uttered as he left were, in effect, creating another opportunity for himself.

As long as Zeng Ziming is single, he has enough reason to convince himself to get involved in her life.

But the chat box remained completely silent; not even the "typing" indicator was visible.

In other words, Zeng Ziming didn't take his words to heart.

Outside the car window, a full moon hung high in the sky, its cool light spilling onto the road.

It should have been a beautiful, full moon night, a night of perfect harmony and joy.

Moonlight streamed into the car, casting a faint silvery glow on his profile.

Qin Zihao fantasized about walking side by side with Zeng Ziming under the moonlight, chatting about everyday life or interesting things online.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get a response to his longing.

Qin Zihao stared at the screen for a long time, his fingertip hovering above the input box before finally falling.

He wanted to type a few words, but didn't know where to begin, so he simply exited the interface and let the screen turn off automatically.

He suddenly felt relieved.

Some things cannot be forced.

Some people, once missed, are missed forever.

the other side.

When Zeng Ziming returned to the KTV room, as soon as she pushed open the door, a group of people who had been staring at her eagerly rushed into the previously silent room.

"Zi Mo, Qin Zihao... no, Young Master Qin, he didn't blame us, did he?"

Did he say anything? Was he very angry?

"Did you put in a good word for us?"

"If he holds a grudge against us, we're finished..."

"We were out of our minds just now, that's why we joined in the commotion. Hopefully, Young Master Qin won't hold it against us?"

Everyone started talking at once, asking all about Qin Zihao. They surrounded Zeng Ziming, their faces filled with anxiety and fear.

They still harbored a sliver of hope.

What if? What if I could get in touch with Qin Zihao?

Looking at the faces before him, some eager and some obsequious, Zeng Ziming was momentarily dazed.

Just now in the private room, these people were all arrogant and rude to Qin Zihao, but now they've all changed their tune and are practically begging to kneel down and admit their mistakes.

She suppressed the complex emotions in her heart and simply said, "He didn't say much the whole time, so I don't know what he was thinking."

These words caused another commotion in the private room.

Some people were so anxious they were wringing their hands, while others secretly took out their phones, as if they wanted to find something to send, but didn't know who to send it to.

From the corner, Gu Tao took in the whole scene, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Before they knew Qin Zihao's identity, these people fawned over Gu Tao, wishing they could praise him to the heavens.

Now that they know Qin Zihao's background, these people avoid him like the plague, not even giving him a second glance.

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; this is exactly the case.

"It's getting late." Zeng Ziming withdrew his gaze and said gently, "Let's call this class reunion tonight. So many things have happened tonight, everyone must be tired, go home and get some rest."

Although everyone was unwilling, they knew that staying here was futile, and they walked out dejectedly.

Liu Qing, however, was still unwilling to give up.

Seeing that there was no hope with Qin Zihao, he turned his attention back to Gu Tao.

No matter what, Gu Tao's family owns a company worth tens of billions, which is far superior to his own.

He approached with a fawning smile, his face contorted with a servile grin: "Young Master Gu, are you alright?"

He was met only with Gu Tao's fierce gaze and a furious roar: "Get out!"

Liu Qing's smile froze instantly, and she dared not approach any further, slinking away to the side in disgrace.

The others originally had the same idea as Liu Qing, but seeing the current situation, how could they dare to step forward and get close to him?

One by one, they could only slink away from the private room.

Three days after the party ended.

Zeng Zimo returned to the capital.

Upon hearing the news, Qin Zihao sat in his president's office on the 108th floor of the Cloud Top Building, gazing out at the city's skyline through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling an indescribable sense of melancholy.

He waited for three whole days, but never received a single message from Zeng Ziming.

He opened and closed that chat window repeatedly, so many times that he couldn't even remember how many times.

At first, he told himself that maybe the other person was busy.

But as one day, two days, and three days passed, this self-deceiving wait ultimately came to nothing.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, buildings stand side by side, and traffic flows like a river.

The project documents, organized by secretary Shen Yue, had been on the table for a long time, but none of them had been turned.

Qin Zihao remained silent, and Shen Yue, who was waiting to the side, did not dare to say anything more.

She knew very well that the absent-minded man before her was far more prestigious than any of the bosses they had ever served.

Such a person rarely showed his emotions, so she dared not speak rashly. She simply stood quietly to the side, even her breathing became lighter.

She didn't even dare to look at him for long, afraid of disturbing Qin Zihao's thoughts and also afraid of losing control of her own heart.

There's no way around it, Qin Zihao is too dazzling. Any woman would be attracted to him and would easily fall into self-pity and fantasies.

Time passed slowly, and silence spread through the office like a tide.

After a while, Qin Zihao finally looked away and began to look through the project files on the desktop.

These documents are not difficult to process. They all have annotations by Jiang Zhe, the head of the risk assessment department. He only needs to glance at them and sign them if he thinks there are no problems.

Qin Zihao flipped through each document and signed it.

After reviewing all the documents, he put down his pen and instructed, "Tell Zhou Erniu, Jiang Lei, and Guo Fan to wait for me at the main entrance on the first floor. Give them half a day off."

"Yes!" Shen Yue, holding the documents, bowed and left.

-

Three figures had already arrived at the main entrance of the lobby on the first floor of the Genting Tower.

Zhou Erniu rubbed his hands together, beaming with joy, and said, "This is great! Following Brother Hao, I even got an unexpected vacation!"

Jiang Lei stroked his chin and clicked his tongue, saying, "Putting everything else aside, because Brother Hao personally recommended me, the beautiful Yi Jia, the head of my market planning department, has shown me great favor and has been sharing all her knowledge with me."

Guo Fan nodded emphatically, agreeing, "It's the same there; my supervisor takes good care of me in every way."

"What's that saying again?" Zhou Erniu replied without hesitation, "When one attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

"Then you must be a big fat chicken!" Jiang Lei joked.

"So what if I'm a big fat chicken?" Zhou Erniu puffed out his hefty frame and said proudly, "So many people want to be one, but none of them are qualified. What, you don't want to follow Brother Hao?"

(The latest chapter is about the Kashen River. I'll revise it after I get it back tomorrow...)