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

Back at Villa No. 1, Zhou Hong chatted with the two little ones for a while, feeling a bit dizzy from their sweet and innocent calls of "Daddy." After taking a shower, he went upstairs to his study.

I feel like they really should do some legitimate charity work, otherwise what kind of mess is it if the charity fund is spent on the beautiful women around them?

I turned on the computer in my study, went to a domestic website, and found the Northwest Education Assistance Network in my bookmarks.

I've had this idea for a while now, and I've also browsed information on this topic before.

The Northwest Education Assistance Website is the official website of Project Hope in Northwest China, and it lists the foreign exchange accounts for overseas education assistance donations.

The donations totaling over $20 were transferred to this account before the "Charitable Fund" was activated by the system.

As a result, he also earned the title of "Kind and Benevolent Elder," which is a very powerful permanent buff.

All expenses reimbursed by the system will have their limits doubled under this buff.

Charitable donations, public funds, annual allowances, and so on are no exception.

This buff is incredibly powerful.

Good deeds are rewarded.

In addition, the "daily salary" assessment is also a perfect start, so with this combination, the resources at one's disposal should not be a very normal situation.

The more system modules there are, the more valuable the "daily salary" becomes, and all kinds of welfare benefits are obviously calculated based on one's own "daily salary".

For example, the "charitable special fund" reimbursed by the system every year is the "100-day allowance".

The "Kind and Benevolent Elder" bug means that your actual allowance is "two hundred days' salary".

At this moment, Zhou Hong was browsing the pairing section of the Northwest Education Assistance Network.

The so-called pairing assistance program is a one-on-one financial aid program.

In this way, Zhou Hong felt it would be more helpful to the students in need, as it would be more practical and wouldn't require worrying about intermediate steps.

At this moment, Zhou Hong was browsing a page about pairing students for educational assistance, which displayed a dense collection of information on students in need, including their photos.

There is a real lack of awareness about privacy protection now. People can freely browse these students' information, including their names, ages, specific schools they attend, what difficulties they are facing, what kind of help they need, and so on.

Zhou Hong pondered for a while and sent an email, saying that he was preparing to sponsor 100 children, but he was far away in Xiangguo and it would be difficult to send money directly to the children, especially since many of the children being sponsored lived in remote rural areas and only had postal money orders as a channel.

Therefore, I would like to ask if there are staff members who can assist me. I have a US dollar account, and I will transfer the money to the official account, and then the official account will transfer it to me. However, I would like to receive a receipt from each child confirming that they have received the money.

After sending the email, Zhou Hong opened QQ and left a message for Xiao Bao, asking about his recent situation.

As I was typing, my email inbox beeped.

Hmm? A new email?

Zhou Hong opened the email and saw it was a reply from the Northwest Education Assistance Network.

Unexpectedly, the student aid website responded so quickly.

Upon opening the email, the person replying introduced themselves as Fang Ting, a staff member on duty at the student aid website.

Hmm, very conscientious and responsible. Looking at the clock on the wall, it's past nine o'clock at night. Logically speaking, nowadays, the norm for public sector employees is to slack off and chat at their posts. Their normal working hours don't exceed two hours a day, not to mention those on night duty.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you for your support of children in need. Regarding the difficulties you are facing, our staff will create a file to follow up and assist you with the remittance. Would this solution be acceptable to you?"

"My QQ number is XXXXXXX. You can add me and contact me anytime."

"Looking forward to your reply as soon as possible."

After a moment's hesitation, Zhou Hong requested to add Fang Ting's number as a friend.

Soon the penguin coughed a few times, the friend request was accepted, and the friend came online.

Fang Ting's nickname is "Hope," and her profile picture is that of the famous big-eyed girl from the 1990s.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhou Hong?" A dialog box popped up with a beeping sound.

"Are you really going to pair up with 100 people? I simply can't believe it. Each child, in your usual currency, would cost $200 a year. 100 children would cost a total of $2. Are you going to stick to this long-term?"

Conversations on QQ are much more casual than formal emails, and "Hope" makes no attempt to hide his surprise.

After all, taking her as an example, her salary as a public sector employee is only a little over 500 yuan a month because she hasn't been working for long, which is less than 100 US dollars.

This kind-hearted person from abroad donates more than 15,000 yuan every month, which is nearly 200,000 yuan a year.

Do we need to persist with this long-term?

There are indeed philanthropists who donate large sums of money, but they always do so publicly.

Zhou Hong was taken aback. "$200 per child per year is enough?"

"Yes... actually, their tuition and book fees are reduced or waived, mainly because their families are struggling financially. Given the cost of living in their area, they receive a monthly subsidy of over 150 yuan, which is enough to make ends meet!"

Zhou Hong thought for a moment, "In that case, I will sponsor all the children on the page."

The number of children in the paired-up education assistance section is less than 500. Each child receives $200 per year, totaling less than $100,000.

My current charitable fund limit is $80, and once the system is updated and my "official" status is confirmed, my annual limit will immediately be $160 million, which is more than I can spend.

"Um... I'll advance five years' worth first. If prices fluctuate significantly during this period, I'll make up the difference."

"...Okay, Mr. Zhou, thank you." Hope probably didn't believe it anymore, thinking the other party was just joking. She had never heard of sponsoring a child's schooling or even covering everything.

Shouldn't such an important matter be considered beforehand?

But "Hope" was still extremely polite and courteous.

Zhou Hong had already typed, "I'll transfer the money directly to the official website's foreign exchange account, specifically noting that it's for paired assistance, so you'll know it's me, right?"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Zhou!" Even if she didn't believe it, "Hope" still expressed her gratitude as usual.

"Okay, I'll add my name on it later, 'Hong Xiaojian,' that's my remittance."

"Ah? Wait a minute, Prosecutor Hong? Sir, have you done any good deeds recently?" Hope's tone was somewhat surprised.

"I donated $20 to your website a few days ago."

"Ah, you really are Mr. Hong Xiaojian?! Could you please send me a photo of the receipt for your $20 remittance via email?" Fang Ting was extremely surprised, and then sent a big "thank you" emoji.

Zhou Hong smiled and typed: "That's all in the past. I don't want to prove that I am myself. Just think of me as another Hong Xiaojian."

He then closed the chat window and logged off QQ.

After ending his conversation with Fang Ting, Zhou Hong called Citibank to arrange a transfer of $50 to the Northwest Education Assistance Network account.

However, for this remittance, he asked the bank to take a photo of the receipt and send it to him, and then emailed it to Fang Ting.

Before going to bed, Zhou Hong scrolled through the class group chat history. It was late March, seventy or eighty days before the college entrance examination, and there wasn't a single chat message in the group even once a day.

These are all inspirational quotes from our homeroom teacher, Ms. Lin, and class monitor, Bai Shanshan.

Then, I started flipping through thick law books, feeling that "physical enlightenment" also had a developmental effect on the brain. I wouldn't say I had a photographic memory, but it was definitely not normal.

While reading, I also went to the gym to lift weights for a while, and stayed busy until late at night.

Although tomorrow is Monday, Prosecutor Solawon is handling official business at the Provincial Prosecutor's Office this week. Assistant Wenren had already told Zhou Hong that he didn't need to go to the Qingluan post unless there was something urgent. If there was something urgent, he could call him and fly over.

This job is really easy.

Of course, just like "Teacher" Solawon, if he were to speak to outsiders, he would definitely say that he was extremely busy.

Is this the kind of tone your teacher uses when you first meet them?

……

The next morning, Zhou Hong stretched comfortably, sipped his morning coffee, and browsed the web when he discovered that Fang Ting, whom he had been hoping for, had replied to his email.

At the same time, a beeping sound came from QQ, which I had just opened: "Mr. Zhou Hong, are you there?"

"Yes!" Zhou Hong replied on QQ.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou, you're such a kind person." Fang Ting's words were casual, but it was clear that they came from the heart.

Although the remittance might not arrive until tomorrow, the remittance voucher looks genuine.

She no longer dwelled on whether the $20 was donated by Mr. Zhou Hong; she had already made her own judgment.

"It's nothing to do what I can..."

"Mr. Zhou, I have a suggestion for you to consider?"

"you say."

"You've donated such a large sum of money..."

Zhou Hong suddenly remembered something and typed, "Could I sponsor more children? You shouldn't just be offering this kind of pairing program on the website, right? The more children you sponsor each year, the better. I can sponsor no less than $80 USD annually. The donation I just transferred won't be extended; it will be used this year to broaden the reach of our child aid efforts!"

Fang Ting was visibly taken aback for a moment before typing: "This is also the issue I wanted to discuss with you. You've been sponsoring these children for five years now, and I'd like to suggest that you sponsor even more children. The amount of donations we receive each year is increasing. If you sponsor more children this year, even if you stop sponsoring them next year, we're confident we can raise the funds to continue helping them..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I didn't expect you to think the same way, and even promised such an astonishing amount of long-term donations. Mr. Zhou, may I talk to you again in half an hour? Of course, I don't mean to take up your time. You can go about your business. I'll leave you a message in half an hour."

Zhou Hong typed: "Okay."

Then the interface of Fantasy Westward Journey 2 opened.

When I was in my second year of high school, I was obsessed with it for a while. I would run a business in the game every day to make money. I would use gold coins to buy game cards from the palace, which were actually game cards sold by other players.

Many of the boys in my class play Fantasy Westward Journey, including Xiaobao, who even created a dedicated game group.

But he belongs to the group that spends RMB to buy game cards, and he also said he would buy game cards for me, so of course I felt embarrassed to actually use his game cards.

I'm not as addicted to it as I used to be; it's more of a sentimental thing, something I do to pass the time when I'm bored.

Moreover, how come my physical experience points also increase when I play games? It's the same speed as in the gym.

What kind of logic is this, Tongzi?

I roughly looked up some information about Earth's past, present, and future, and found that during a certain historical period, computer games were considered a sport?

So, does that mean playing computer games counts as physical exercise?

This system seems to have been made too hastily...

I don't mind at all; it's a good thing, after all, playing games is much more enjoyable than lifting weights at the gym.

However, the internet speed is too slow; the game screen often freezes for a long time, and this is in the morning.

During peak internet usage times, this internet speed might not be fast enough to run the game.

Just as I was pondering this, my QQ beeped. Fang Ting replied very quickly; only a dozen minutes had passed.

"Mr. Zhou, I just reported your situation to the senior management of my unit. Actually, I know why you insist on pairing up for financial assistance."

"If you trust me, we will have a dedicated team to handle your donations. I will be in charge, the one who takes responsibility. I will send you the accounts and supporting documentation for every expense via email. Is that alright with you?"

Zhou Hong's eyes lit up, and he typed, "Of course..." Then, he suddenly realized something and said, "Miss Fang Ting, you must come from a good family. You are very clear-headed in your work, and it seems that your superiors value your opinions."

"No, Mr. Zhou, you agree with my suggestion, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Hong typed solemnly, then added, "I will send an email agreeing to let you take the lead in handling this fund and my future donations."

"Mr. Zhou, thank you for your trust. Do you really not want your name to appear in the newspaper? Such a large sum of money..."

"Not reported in the newspapers..."

"May I call you Uncle Zhou? You seem like a very kind and gentle elder."

"..." Zhou Hong was speechless.

"Whatever, I have to go, I'm logging off!"

Zhou Hong closed QQ and left the study.