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

"You two, one on each side!" Mary's face was cold as she directed the two girls to sit next to Zhou Hong. Gone was her fawning smile; her expression was now vicious. "Why are you running away?! If Chairman Hong hadn't pleaded for you, for this serious breach of contract, I'd send you to court tomorrow!"

Zhou Hong was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

He then realized that this woman, seeing that they were all girls he knew, was playing the villain with practiced ease. She was manipulating men's psychology and cooperating with him!

Otherwise, even if you want to do something, you won't be able to bring yourself to do it.

"You can go out now, let's talk this out ourselves..." Zhou Hong said helplessly.

At this moment, Yu'er's face was as pale as paper, covered in tears, and she sat numbly beside him. Clearly, she was also in a state of utter confusion, and she probably didn't even know what she was doing.

Zhou Hong inadvertently glanced at Liu Ying, who was secretly watching him with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

"You all! Kiss Hong Dong together..." Mary threatened again.

Zhou Hong was taken aback, then his eyes widened: "I told you to get out! Get out!"

Mary was startled. Seeing that Chairman Hong wasn't faking it, she quickly smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, yes, you go ahead and talk, go ahead and talk!" She clasped her hands together in apology and asked, "Chairman Hong, do I really have to get out?" She pretended to lie down on the ground.

Zhou Hong was both amused and exasperated, but this woman was truly formidable. She made him feel inexplicably comfortable and unable to get angry. He waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go!" He then pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and threw it over.

"Thank you, Mr. Hong! Thank you, Mr. Hong!" Mary was speechless upon receiving the money. That was ten thousand US dollars! Had Mr. Hong given her the wrong tip? She cautiously asked, "Shall I... shall I deposit it into your membership card?"

"Here's your tip, go ahead!" Zhou Hong was so excited that he touched the wrong money; he meant to take out a dozen taels of silver.

But withdrawing it now doesn't seem right, especially considering the payment was made to a charity fund—is this a good deed? Does that mean my influence over Manager Mary will be able to help people in need in the future?

Mary was stunned for a while before she thanked him repeatedly and left, overjoyed. She seemed to scream as soon as she stepped outside.

Even though he had always presented a ruthless and cold image at the club, he didn't care whether his persona had collapsed or not, and his ecstasy was unstoppable.

Zhou Hong chuckled to himself. Twenty years later, the basketball god tipped the chef $5000 at a restaurant, which became a global trending topic.

Twenty years ago, although the inflation rate of the US dollar was not high, ten thousand US dollars was equivalent to twenty thousand US dollars twenty years later.

For business people, it goes without saying that if they invest $10,000 and don't earn $100,000 after 20 years, they've failed.

Okay, I think I've gotten a little too cocky.

Looking at Sister Yu'er, whose face was completely numb, it was clear that she was hypnotizing herself, completely out of her mind, and lost in some kind of delusion that her self did not exist.

Liu Ying, on the other hand, clearly saw everything from beginning to end. She stared blankly at herself, her delicate face filled with shock.

Zhou Hong suddenly jumped up as if his butt was on fire, only to realize that if he looked down slightly, he could see Yu'er's slightly trembling breasts.

He picked up the phone and called Mary, "Bring two sets of normal clothes, quick!"

A few minutes later, Mary, with a fawning smile, strode in with two paper bags labeled 1 and 2.

Zhou Hong handed two paper bags to Sister Yu'er and Liu Ying, then pointed to the washroom, "Go inside and change your clothes!"

"Oh..." Liu Ying obediently replied, took the paper bag and headed towards the washroom.

Yu'er remained in a daze.

Zhou Hong wanted to remind her but then realized it wasn't right, so he said, "Liu Ying, could you help my sister Yu'er out? I'll go outside and wait!"

"Ah, you really are... really Zhou Hong?!" Liu Ying's tone was extremely surprised, clearly having once thought that this was Zhou Hong's twin brother or that there were two people in this world who looked remarkably alike.

Zhou Hong ignored her and left the private room on his own.

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After a while, Liu Ying cautiously pushed open the door a crack and whispered, "Zhou... Chairman Hong, Sister Yu'er has also changed her clothes."

At this moment, Zhou Hong was checking the system interface. The number of people he had helped had increased by one, making it "4".

The assistance provided to Liu Ying was complete; she was just short of tuition fees, but hadn't encountered any other difficulties.

However, Liu Ying also appeared among the candidates for servants. Zhou Hong was somewhat helpless. "Tongzi, aren't you just making things up?"

Although there were many empty spaces in the servants' column, Zhou Hong did not place Liu Ying's picture there.

Back in the room, I saw that Sister Yu'er had washed away her makeup, revealing her naturally beautiful face. She was wearing a snow-white dress and flat sandals, which made her look less sexy and sophisticated, but more serene and beautiful, more like a quiet and gentle girl next door.

As for Liu Ying, it was the light green sleeveless dress with a tie that she liked to wear at school.

The paper bag Mary brought naturally contained the clothes and items the two of them had brought to the club, including Liu Ying's fake LV bag.

Sister Yu'er lowered her head and remained silent, her delicate face flushed red.

At this moment, she is very pure and beautiful, just like that unattainable girl next door.

But then, a strange image of her in a sexy sailor outfit flashed through Zhou Hong's mind, making him dizzy. He then noticed her pale, almost transparent face, which made him tremble slightly. It seemed that Sister Yu'er even had a resolute look on her face.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Hong said, "Sister Yu'er, your contract has already been fulfilled. I'll destroy it later! Um, my friend is in the management of Fast & Furious 5, it was all a misunderstanding..."

He also figured that Xiao Bei was only acting because he was generous and because the girl was a stunningly beautiful Chinese student, so he assumed she would accept the offer without hesitation, which led to this whole mess.

Zhou Hong carefully considered his words and said, "Don't worry, I will absolutely not spread this around. No one else in our area will know. The matter is definitely not what you think. It's not like someone set a trap to humiliate you or anything like that. My friend was just trying to be kind. He has absolutely no connection with you international students, the school, or our area. We are from completely different worlds."

Suddenly turning to Liu Ying, he said, "Why aren't you getting out of here? If you dare utter a single word about what's going on here, I guarantee you'll suffer a terrible death!"

Liu Ying, who was initially full of curiosity, immediately turned pale and became timid and hesitant. "Oh, oh, I'm leaving. What can I say? I don't know your sister either..." She picked up the counterfeit LV bag, lowered her head and left quickly. However, when she opened and closed the door, she couldn't help but secretly glance at Zhou Hong.

At this moment, Zhou Hong saw that Yu'er's pretty face was gradually regaining some color, and said, "Sister, go back and do what you need to do. I won't contact you again."

"Um... I'm leaving. You must be having some trouble. Keep the money they gave you and go back to school. If it's not enough, just let me know..."

She glanced at Yu'er, who was already sitting weakly on the sofa, her head bowed in shame, her small, white feet in her tight, delicate sandals looking awkwardly awkward and unsure of where to put them.

Zhou Hong wanted to get up and leave, as he couldn't bear to argue with the goddess-like figure from his dreams about these trivial matters.

"Aren't you going to ask me why?" Yu'er raised her head, her delicate face already covered in tears.

"There's nothing to ask. I believe you've encountered a hurdle you can't overcome." Zhou Hong sighed softly. In fact, even if he hadn't seen the file, he wouldn't have asked. That would have been like rubbing salt into her wounds.

"My father has been diagnosed with mid-stage pancreatic cancer..." Yu'er lowered her head. "I found out about the large loan scam. The person who contacted me is from Fast & Furious 5. I'll do anything to get the money as soon as possible..."

Zhou Hong didn't ask why she didn't borrow anything from her cousin's wife. Even if they weren't distant relatives, economically speaking, the Ping family, her eldest brother's family, was a family that looked glamorous on the outside but was actually extremely poor. Their income and expenses were barely balanced, and they couldn't save any money at all.

Liu Wei's sister-in-law lives in an old apartment building in Chinatown. She has always wanted to move to a bigger house, but she doesn't have the money.

Sister Yu'er hadn't thought about bank loans, and besides, she couldn't possibly repay them. Wouldn't that harm her sister-in-law Liu Wei, since bank loans definitely require Liu Wei as a guarantor?

"Actually, after signing the contract, I kept numbing myself, pretending that the contract didn't exist, but today, they finally called me..."

Silence fell again.

After a while, Zhou Hong broke the silence: "Sister Yu'er, do you have enough money for the surgery? I heard that pancreatic cancer is very expensive, and there's also the subsequent recuperation..." He paused, explaining that pancreatic cancer surgery is very expensive, but the success rate is generally low. As for the long-term expenses such as recuperation afterward, they would have to wait and see if they could get through the surgery first.

Sure enough, Yu'er lowered her head and whispered, "We'll talk about it later. We have enough for the surgery right now... I... I... your friend gave us a lot of money..."

Zhou Hong knew the topic had become awkward again. Yu'er wanted to say that she had been selling for a year and had sold for a high price.

He cleared his throat and said, "Alright, I'm leaving!"

This is too awkward. Giving her a huge check now seems even more inappropriate. I'll deal with it later.

"Xiao Hong..." Yu'er suddenly called out to Zhou Hong in a low, mosquito-like voice as he walked to the porch.

"My phone is broken, I don't want to use it anymore. You don't have my pager number, do you?" She took a pen and paper, wrote down her number, stood up, walked over to Zhou Hong, and said somewhat awkwardly, her pretty face slightly flushed, "You, you can page me in the future..."

Oh? Calling you? What does that mean?

Zhou Hong was taken aback, a strange feeling rising in his heart. Did you intend to put the spirit of the contract into practice?

He quickly dismissed his wild thoughts, but then picked up his handbag and found a $100,000 Citibank cashier's check inside.

Zhou Hong always keeps several high-value cash promissory notes in reserve, each with a different denomination.

He slipped the check into the hand of the pure and beautiful woman wiping away her tears, saying, "Take this, and let me know if you need more..."

Before she could react, her face still filled with astonishment, Zhou Hong hurriedly left the room. Just as he closed the door, he heard her sobbing softly.

Zhou Hong scratched his head. It would be awkward if they met again in the future. They could avoid each other here, but they were from the same village. If they bumped into each other back in their hometown...

Lost in thought, Zhou Hong turned the corner in the corridor and entered the lobby. Mary immediately scurried up to him, "Chairman Hong, are you going back now?"

Zhou Hong nodded: "My sister Yu'er, please call a taxi to take her home."

"I'll drive her out the back door myself!" Mary said with a fawning smile.

"She probably doesn't want to see your face again!" Zhou Hong said, pursing his lips.

"Then I'll call a friend over, a friend who has no connection to this place. She has a good personality and won't ask too many questions." Mary smiled ingratiatingly, completely unfazed by Zhou Hong's impatience.

These days, a $1 tip can turn even the most virtuous woman into a slut, so it's no surprise that a madam like her would turn into a mangy dog.

"Whatever, you understand what I mean, do what you think is best!" Zhou Hong walked towards the parking lot.