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

On Sunday morning, in the garage, Zhou Hong stood in front of the red supercar, deciding to drive it today.

I need to take care of something at Citibank.

Thinking about myself as a worker in this system, I really have to do everything, and I also have to do a lot of charity work every year.

However, this is a good thing, and I feel quite comfortable about it. I was originally taking credit for someone else's work, and now I can do something meaningful, which is great.

There's a vague feeling that once you're in the system, your normal income doesn't matter anymore. All sorts of reimbursements and access to public funds are far more generous than your actual income.

This is what makes it unique.

As a system worker, within the system's establishment, the various benefits and treatments are unparalleled. The entire Blue Star works for the system and pays taxes for the system, right?

I checked it myself, and it's the same as what the system says: the RB Fund is indeed an ancient and mysterious fund that has existed for over a hundred years.

It is highly likely that the moment he activated the system, he went back to create the "RB" fund a hundred years ago.

Its massive fund is not something created out of thin air, but rather the result of over a century of normal economic activity on Earth by the RB Fund.

Given the existence of this system, over a century, it's impossible to imagine the immense wealth it would accumulate.

However, it exists outside of time and does not affect the timeline of Earth.

Actually, it makes sense when you think about it. Imagine if all the middle-class and above people in the world, and all the people who have existed in the last hundred years, each of them had a small share of their money taken and concentrated in the system's wealth box. The sheer number of that would be terrifying, it's unimaginable.

Therefore, the global population are all taxpayers in the system.

These tax revenues are only available to me, the only one within the government-affiliated organization...

Ah, how absurd! The entire global population has become my provider of food and clothing?

Is the ultimate goal of a system to give back to all of humanity through its own efforts?

The HEPING system: peace or nuclear peace?

Just as he was lost in thought, his phone rang. Zhou Hong picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar landline number.

Zhou Hong thought for a moment and answered the call. An urgent voice came from the receiver: "Xiao Hong, no, don't do anything rash. How did you end up on this path?" It was Sister Yu'er's voice.

What road? Zhou Hong was completely baffled.

"It's too dangerous. Even if you're short of money, don't risk your life for those people. They're desperate criminals, not a movie or TV show, Xiao Hong!"

Zhou Hong finally understood that this was the "answer" that Sister Yu'er had thought about for a long time and finally got: he had become the henchman of the boss behind Fast & Furious 5, and not just an ordinary henchman, but the kind of gunman who risked his life.

That makes sense. To be able to secure such a contract and even hand her a check for $10, she must have taken on some dangerous mission, perhaps assassinating another gang leader. That's why she received such a generous reward.

She grew tall and gradually became a fighting champion; she probably heard others talking about it back in her hometown.

It seems natural to embark on this path.

"Sister Yu'er, don't overthink it. To tell you the truth, yes, I was really lucky. I saved a big shot from overseas and became the heir to his fortune! Don't believe me? I'll go get your bank statements and show them to you."

"You lied to me! I saw the pistol in your bag..." Hearing this, Sister Yu'er was anxious, sad, and worried, and looked like she was about to cry.

Ah? That's right, Jinsha had prepared a small handgun for self-defense, which he casually put into his handbag.

As a result, Sister Yu'er saw it.

Sister Yu'er probably didn't pay much attention at the time, but after recalling the scene, she suddenly realized that it was a pistol.

Therefore, she had a very worrying yet reasonable guess.

"That's for self-defense, and besides, that important person introduced me to a trainee prosecutor position, so it's normal for me to carry a gun."

"You lied to me again..." Although Sister Yu'er still didn't quite believe it, her tone wasn't as firm anymore.

Helpless, Zhou Hong asked, "Where are you?"

"TNPBR Resort, Building 1, Unit 5011".

"Huh? Why are you back here again?" Zhou Hong was puzzled. The Super 5 Club was right next to the resort, and the two belonged to the same group.

"I don't know either. Yesterday I said I wanted to change my clothes, and they sent them here. They even booked a room for me. I thought you were here..." The sentence abruptly ends.

Zhou Hong coughed inwardly, thinking, "You think you can just walk into a hotel room alone while I'm here?"

"Okay, wait for me, I'm coming now."

Zhou Hong shook his head again, feeling a little hesitant to go over, though he didn't know why.

.........

Building No. 1 is the main long building of the resort, belonging to the apartment area rather than the villa area, but it can be entered through the back door from the villa area.

Zhou Hong parked his car at the entrance and entered the hotel lobby through the back door, then gave a wry smile.

In the lobby lounge area, Sister Yu'er, dressed in a red tracksuit, was waiting, her eyes fixed on the glass. She was now walking towards us, carrying a paper bag.

Wearing an extremely bright red tracksuit, with a snow-white T-shirt underneath, and red tracksuit pants that accentuated her slender, long legs, she wore a pair of beautiful dark red canvas shoes. Her pure and innocent temperament was indescribable, and the bright red of the tracksuit made Yu'er look even more stunning.

Zhou Hong waved to her and then turned and walked towards the back door of the hotel.

Yu'er jogged a few steps to catch up: "Don't run away!"

Once she caught up with Zhou Hong, she took out the $10 check and stuffed it into his hand. "No matter what, I can't accept this money. Your family is also struggling. It's not easy for a benefactor to give you such a fortune. You need to plan it carefully and not squander the money. As for my father, I'll figure something out after the surgery..." Her voice trailed off.

Because Zhou Hong was standing in front of an extremely cool red supercar.

"Let's go, stop overthinking. Shall I take you to school or should we go to the bank to get your bank statement?" Zhou Hong said, pressing the car door button. The butterfly door opened slowly with an extremely elegant demeanor.

Unable to resist, Zhou Hong asked with amusement, "Why are you sleeping here?"

"I thought I'd ask you about the situation later, but I don't know how I fell asleep. I just woke up..." Sister Yu'er was a little embarrassed, her pretty face slightly red.

Zhou Hong understood that she was exhausted, and she fell asleep as soon as she relaxed a little.

"Even when I'm sleeping, I feel like I'm constantly thinking about you." Sister Yu'er looked up at Zhou Hong. "I won't look at your bank statements; that's your privacy. But tell me, isn't the money you're earning very risky?"

Zhou Hong said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I won't pretend anymore. Actually, a rich woman has taken a liking to me and wants to marry me. Sister, I still have some charm, right? Look at my head, my looks..." He made a very narcissistic gesture.

Sister Yu'er chuckled, but the worry between her brows remained. She wanted to say something, but didn't know how to ask.

"Here! My intern prosecutor ID!" Zhou Hong took the ID out of his handbag and tossed it to her.

"The car is mine, I bought it for $1.6 million, and I own several mansions worth over $2 million each. Plus, I have two or three million dollars sitting in my bank account right now. So don't worry about me! If you don't believe me, I'll take you there so you can verify it?"

Zhou Hong handed the check to the dazed Yu'er and pulled her into the passenger seat. As he bent down to fasten her seatbelt, his arm passed over her chest, and suddenly the image of her ample bosom in the sexy sailor outfit from last night flashed into his mind. He quickly withdrew his hand.

Yu'er blushed as well and turned to look to the side.

The red supercar slowly drove out of the resort's main gate and onto the palm-lined avenue...

……

The destination was Assumption University. Zhou Hong stopped by the largest shopping mall along the way and bought a mobile phone and a laptop.

The phone is a Motorola V3, an extremely compact flip phone, a classic that started the trend of compact flip phones and is one of the flagship phones of the year. Due to tariffs, it costs 3 baht, which is about 7000 RMB, similar to the price in China.

The laptop was a Sony. Japanese electronics brands currently dominate the market in China, and their prices are quite high. The one Zhou Hong bought was the highest-spec model for everyday use, priced at 98,000 baht, which is about 20,000 RMB.

Of course, all together, it's only a little over three thousand US dollars.

The bright red supercar finally came to a stop under the green grass on the path next to the Assumption University's side gate.

"Why didn't you use the main entrance?" Sister Yu'er was puzzled by Zhou Hong's detour.

"I was afraid it would have a bad influence on you..." Zhou Hong got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a laptop and a cell phone. "These are for you. It must be inconvenient for a college student not to have a computer. Don't worry about the phone bill when you call home in the future."

Unlike in China, when buying a mobile phone locally, you can register it at the phone store without having to register it with your real name. Zhou Hong bought a 100,000 baht recharge card and recharged it.

Sister Yu'er didn't think too much about it. She wanted to say something to Zhou Hong's outrageous act of spending 2 RMB on phone credit, but in the end, she didn't say it. After all, this snot-nosed kid who used to follow her around seemed to be from a completely different world now.

Upon hearing that it was for her, Sister Yu'er paused for a moment, said nothing, packed her luggage, glanced at Zhou Hong, and said softly, "I'm going in!"

Zhou Hong was stunned. This tone sounded just like that of a well-behaved young wife.

Quickly banishing his wild thoughts, Zhou Hong nodded and watched as Yu'er's tall and beautiful figure gradually disappeared into the campus. He then turned the steering wheel and slowly drove away.