Despite being incredibly wealthy, I want to be a prosecutor.

Language class student dormitory.

It took Zhou Hong a long time to gradually get used to the complex smell inside.

However, after traveling around and witnessing the wonders of the world, returning to this dormitory feels like returning to one's true world.

I feel a strong sense of belonging to this world.

Big Fatty and three others from the opposite bedroom formed a local area network to play Counter-Strike. Although the atmosphere wasn't as good as in an internet cafe, the four of them were playing enthusiastically.

Listening to them, they're saying they need to practice their skills hard. These past few days, they've been getting utterly thrashed by Bin Baiwan and his friends in the next apartment.

"Xiao Hong..." Wang Chali approached Zhou Hong, who was happily watching the four people showing off their skills.

At this time of day, Wang Charlie would usually be wearing headphones and studying Thai at his desk in his bedroom.

He was a bespectacled, refined young man nicknamed "Glasses" or "Wang Charlie" because that was his QQ nickname.

Wang Charlie is usually a diligent student, but he is the complete opposite of Da Pang, who loves playing Counter-Strike and going out to have fun.

I don't know why, but I ended up watching these guys play games.

Oh, Zhou Hong suddenly remembered that he should take advantage of the free time today to talk to Papa Ya's adoptive mother, Mon Li Le.

Although the system has determined that the rescue was successful, there are still some things that need to be explained to her.

Unexpectedly, when Zhou Hong walked out of the apartment, he found that Wang Charlie had followed him out.

"Xiao Hong, will you pay the 5 yuan tuition fee?" Wang Chali asked hesitantly.

"Let me look again? What's wrong?"

Wang Chali sighed: "I'm thinking, should I pay or not?"

Zhou Hong gave him a strange look. His family seemed to be quite well-off, even more so than the millionaire Bin's family who always boasted. Why would he be worried about such a small matter?

"I just want to see who isn't paying. It seems like Liu Ying is having some difficulties too..."

"I heard her family isn't going to pay for it anymore. They never wanted her to study abroad in the first place, but she begged and pleaded until they finally got her grandfather's savings for his funeral..."

Zhou Hong was speechless, thinking to himself, "Whether she lives or dies is none of my business."

As Zhou Hong walked out of the apartment compound, he saw Wang Charlie still following him and said, "I'm going to the internet cafe across the street, what about you?"

Wang Charlie seemed a little disheartened. "I'm a bit confused. I'll go with you though..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Hong frowned and quickly walked towards the side alley.

Near the entrance of the alley, a black SUV was parked, with several homeless children laughing and playing nearby, and some even picking up pebbles to graffiti the car.

"Go away, go away, go away!" Zhou Hong shouted, and the ragged homeless children immediately scattered.

"Xiao Hong, you're quite civic-minded." Seeing this, Wang Chali walked closer with amusement and said, "This is a Cayenne, and it seems to be the top-of-the-line version. It would cost nearly two million in China. Why do you care about these rich people's things..." His words were cut short.

"Beep beep," but it was Zhou Hong who took out his car keys to unlock it.

"Get in, aren't we going to the internet cafe across the street?" Zhou Hong got into the driver's seat, drove to a spacious area, and opened the passenger door.

Wang Charlie hesitated for a moment, then said, "Why drive to the other side? I'll just walk..."

"Okay, I'll head over there and find a parking spot with someone watching the car!"

Watching the Cayenne disappear from sight, Wang Charlie rubbed his eyes, feeling like he was dreaming, and shuddered. Zhou Hong often worked illegally outside, and recently he had hardly come to class at all. Had he joined a criminal organization? Was the car stolen?

……

Zhou Hong drove around a little and arrived at the backyard of Haifeng Internet Cafe, where he got out of the car and knocked on the door.

Before long, Meng Lile's incessant chatter came from the courtyard. The iron gate was pulled open, and Meng Lile froze. Her previous impatience turned into a fawning smile: "Young Master Hong." Her heart skipped a beat. Was he here to return the goods? And that huge deposit—how much she wished he would never appear again?

"Open the gate, let my car in. From now on, whenever I come here, I'll park here. Keep an eye on it, so it won't be a free parking lot."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Meng Lile was overjoyed and her enthusiasm was fully mobilized. She quickly opened the iron gate, stepped aside, and guided the young master to drive the luxury SUV in.

Zhou Hong got out of the car, tossed her a green bill, and said, "I'll give you $100 a month."

"Oh, no need, no need! It's my duty to do things for you." Meng Lile repeatedly declined, but her body language betrayed her, as she had already slipped the green paper into her pocket, her smile becoming even more fawning.

"Are you here to relax for a while?" Mongli pointed to the front yard.

"No, I have a suggestion. I don't want the deposit back, and Papa Ya won't be coming back. Do you agree?"

Huh? Meng Li was stunned. Wasn't this her dream come true?

A troubled look appeared on her face. "Um..."

"If you don't agree, I can immediately have someone revoke your guardianship, or hire a lawyer to sue you until you're bankrupt." Zhou Hong took out his prosecutor's badge and waved it in front of her.

For ordinary people, a police detective from Xiangguo is like a god, let alone for those who run small businesses. They would treat him like a god and wouldn't dare to offend him.

A police officer is a higher rank than a detective.

The prosecutor seems to be of higher rank than the police officer.

"Ah? So, young master, you're a prosecutor..." Meng Lili was stunned for a moment, but her face was filled with surprise and joy. "Young master, you see, I am, after all, Papa Ya's adoptive mother. Yes, I wasn't very good to her, but at least I protected her from becoming homeless. You like Papa Ya, so I'm practically your relative, right?"

Zhou Hong was speechless. "What nonsense! Get to the point!"

"If, if the people from Xie come to sell potted plants again in the future, could I mention your business name?" Meng Lile asked, her face full of flattery and anticipation.

Xie, that is, Xie Laosan, is a henchman of the loan company and a gang leader in the Chinese community. Various shops have to pay him protection money.

The so-called monthly sale of potted plants is just a formality. If the police were to actually investigate, what method you use wouldn't matter. In fact, collecting protection money can be a crime.

As the number of Chinese students and language schools gradually increased in this area, so did the number of Chinese shops, and Xie Laosan's gang also infiltrated the area.

Xie Laosan… Zhou Hong sneered inwardly, but frowned at Meng Lili: “My monthly parking fees are enough for you to buy potted plants every month, aren’t they?”

Indeed, Xie Laosan's gang didn't collect much protection money each month. After all, they weren't trying to force the shops to their deaths, but rather collecting a small amount so that it wouldn't be easy for them to cause trouble. As long as they had enough shops, it would amount to a huge sum of money.

$100 is enough to pay three months' protection fee.

Mongli chuckled dryly, inwardly regretting her decision. Having the Chief Prosecutor as a backer could actually resolve far too many potential problems, far exceeding the value of a monthly income of $100. Especially when faced with major difficulties, the value of this backer became immeasurable.

"Do you agree with Papa Ya's matter?" Zhou Hong asked again.

"Of course, of course, with you taking care of her, how could I not feel at ease?" At this point, Meng Lile dared not say anything more. Although she felt that the Black Tower family was not so easy to talk to, there was still a year left, so she would wait and see.

Zhou Hong nodded: "If you encounter any problems in the future, you can call me, but don't bother me with trivial matters."

"Ah, okay, thank you, young master, thank you!" Meng Lile felt like her emotions were on a rollercoaster. At this moment, her gaunt face was beaming with joy.