So what if she's an ordinary girl? She still gets her older brother to fight for the top spot o

"What teacher assigned this paper? Why is it taking so long to write?"

Qin Zheng held his phone, waiting for three days in a row, thinking he would finally see the streamer's face today, but he had to take leave again.

He didn't want to criticize the streamer, but he really wanted to criticize the teacher. Was it really necessary?! Giving the students such heavy homework, was he trying to exhaust her?!

"Qin Zheng, what did you say about a teacher? You're afraid of a teacher?"

This is a large private room with more than a dozen people inside, all young men and women, swaying their bodies to the music.

A boy with dyed blue hair and several earrings walked towards Qin Zheng, dressed like a spoiled brat, which he certainly was.

His name is Lu Zifeng. He usually hangs out with Qin Zheng in the same circle, and they have a very good relationship.

He invited this group of people today; they are all rich kids, along with some companions they brought along.

Qin Zheng: "Are all teachers like this nowadays? They assign papers to students all the time?"

Lu Zifeng looked bewildered: "Huh? Your school teachers made you write papers? It's okay, bro, I'll find someone to write it for you! Just have fun, I called all these people here just to keep you company."

Qin Zheng: "What nonsense!"

He glanced at his phone a couple more times and, seeing that the streamer didn't seem to intend to say anything more, put his phone down.

It should air tomorrow, right?

"What kind of music is this? It's so loud! It's so annoying!"

Because of uncertainty and the incessant noise in his ears, Qin Zheng's expression showed obvious frustration.

Lu Zifeng immediately stood up and shouted, "Who's playing such loud music? Turn it off right now! It's disturbing Young Master Qin!"

The music was immediately turned off. Although everyone who came here had a good background, Qin Zheng's status was undoubtedly the highest.

Lu Zifeng then sat down and poured Qin Zheng a glass of wine: "Something on your mind? Hehe, want me to introduce you to two beauties? I guarantee that if a beauty keeps you company for a couple of drinks, all your troubles will disappear."

"Don't try that on me, it's too much trouble," Qin Zheng refused outright.

Normally, no girls would take the initiative to fawn over him, but he wasn't interested in any of them, finding them boring and annoying.

Lu Zifeng was genuinely puzzled. "Don't you really have a girl you like? Girls are so nice, so sweet and soft. What man doesn't like pretty girls? Are you just immature?"

Qin Zheng glanced at him: "Is this what you call liking someone? You change girlfriends faster than you change clothes."

"Hehe, because there are too many pretty girls, and I like them all! But I'm not the kind of scumbag who cheats on multiple women, so I can only break up with them as soon as possible!" Lu Zifeng said shamelessly.

Qin Zheng didn't bother to respond.

Anyway, if he had a girlfriend... At times like this, he suddenly thought of someone, and Qin Zheng's ears felt inexplicably hot. Anyway, if he had a girlfriend, he definitely wouldn't break up with her!

Lu Zifeng: "Bro, tell me the truth, and I promise I won't tell anyone, do you like men?"

"Get lost!" Qin Zheng slapped him across the face. "I don't like men!"

Lu Zifeng chuckled and leaned closer, saying, "As long as your sexual orientation is normal, that's fine. If you really do like the same sex, I'm not in a position to make a sacrifice."

"If you say another disgusting word like that, get out of here!"

Lu Zifeng: "It's not just me who's anxious; my aunt even asked me about it before."

Qin Zheng was surprised: "You mean my mom?"

Lu Zifeng nodded: "It's not just your uncle and aunt, your brother cares about you too."

"They all hope you find a girlfriend soon, preferably someone so much that you forget about racing. Sigh, while racing men are indeed cool, your previous car accident must have scared them."

Lu Zifeng also occasionally dabbles in racing, but he's rather risk-averse, so his skill level is only average.

Unlike Qin Zheng, who is so skilled that his level is comparable to that of a professional race car driver.

However, Qin Zheng's family, especially his mother, has never really approved of the idea. They are always worried about it, fearing that Qin Zheng might have a change of heart and actually pursue a career in the entertainment industry. They worry that his mother might not be able to sleep at night.

Qin Zheng frowned slightly: "I already said it wasn't a car accident, it's just some underhanded tactic."

That race was a conspiracy orchestrated by another idiot racer who deliberately conspired with someone else to try and stop Qin Zheng's car, which resulted in the accident.

A person with a sound mind wouldn't do something like this; the problem would be obvious at a glance. That's why Qin Zheng has only encountered this once.

Lu Zifeng could understand. Racing was inherently dangerous, and accidents had actually happened before, so the family must have been worried. He himself even hoped that Qin Zheng would stick to something safer.

Moreover, it wasn't just that accident; Qin Zheng was a premature baby, born a month earlier than his due date due to an accident.

He was born with some deficiencies, but he recovered through proper care. Apart from being more prone to illness than his peers when he was young, he has not had any major health problems since.

However, no matter how you look at it, their physical data and various hidden indicators are still not as normal as those of babies born at full term.

There's not much difference in normal times, but in intense sports like racing, it's easy to trigger some potential risks.

Qin Zheng: "And what are they thinking? Even if I have a girlfriend, does that mean I won't race anymore? These are two completely different things. Can't I bring my girlfriend with me to races?"

Lu Zifeng shook his head: "You don't understand, do you? Once you have a girlfriend, your time is no longer your own. You have to go on dates with her, go shopping with her, watch movies with her, there are just a lot of things to do."

"Moreover, if you really have someone you like, you'll definitely feel more constrained. Just like your uncles and aunts don't want you to be a race car driver because they think it's dangerous, they'll also feel it's dangerous when you're with your girlfriend."

"I won't."

Lu Zifeng: "Ah, there's really no point in talking about this, since you don't have a girlfriend anyway."

Qin Zheng: "..."

He doesn't have it now, but he might have it soon.

Qin Zheng remembered something, "I'll owe you the money I borrowed before, and I'll pay you back when I have the money."

Lu Zifeng: "Between brothers, there's no such thing as lending or not lending. Whether you pay it back or not is fine. But are you buying some new model? Didn't you already buy several last week?"

Qin Zheng is also a bit pitiful. Other rich kids can just swipe their cards whenever they want, but Qin Zheng's family has a strange tradition: if it's not for serious business, they only give him pocket money before graduation, which amounts to a million a month.

Of course, if there are other expenses or you don't have enough money, you can apply to your parents for more, but it's not as convenient as having a card in hand and swiping it directly.

He was truly pitiful; even Lu Zifeng felt sorry for him. But then he thought about how Qin Zheng's other assets were worth dozens of times more than his own, and suddenly he didn't seem so pitiful anymore?

Qin Zheng: "Never mind that. I just want to ask you, do you have any ways to make money? Where do you usually get your money?"

Lu Zifeng laughed out loud: "What other ways do I have to make money? I just ask for money. I ask my parents, my grandparents, my maternal grandparents, and I can even ask my sister."

"Isn't this much faster than trying to make money on my own? I'll just be a rich kid for the rest of my life. Anyway, my sister will inherit the family business, and I can just eat, drink, and have fun."

"You're pretty much like me. Anyway, your family's company is inherited by your brother, and working there is exhausting. Let me tell you, whatever you do, don't even think about going to work for your family's company."

Qin Zheng listened to a bunch of nonsense but didn't hear anything useful. He stood up immediately. However, Lu Zifeng's words made sense; making money on his own was too much trouble.

Born into a top-tier wealthy family, they are destined never to be troubled by money in this life.

Unless he wants to work hard and improve himself, which he doesn't. He just wants to give the streamer a gift, as much as he wants, without any restrictions.

He should have at least a few million in his account; he doesn't want to go through what happened last time!

Should we sell the house and car? Or ask our parents for money? Or ask his brother?

Having too many choices can be annoying.