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

Late at night, in the study of Suite No. 1 at the Cinnamon Hotel, Zhou Hong and Xiao Bao were chatting.

It's rare to see both of them online at the same time.

We chatted casually, as if we had a lot to say, but on QQ, we seemed a little awkward and didn't know what to say.

There was a gentle knock on the door. Zhou Hong went to open it, and Boss Zhao was standing outside.

Zhou Hong also noticed that the door to apartment 205 next door was also slightly ajar, and inside were Sanmao and Simao, who had been sent over by Jinshazi.

206, now occupied by the seventh and eighth flowers.

"Prosecutor Hong, you're still awake, aren't you? I'm sorry, it was Aunt Fu who brought over some things, but she left right away." In Boss Zhao's hands were a large fruit basket and a beautifully packaged gift box.

Zhou Hong nodded and went back into the house. He opened the gift box and found a watch inside. Zhou Hong sighed softly. It was a Thai brand worth 30,000 to 40,000 baht. It must have been bought with all of Fu Niang's savings over the years.

The Thai characters on the gift card were so delicate that Zhou Hong was stunned. He then remembered that Fu Niang was considered a top student in Laos.

In fact, how should one describe a person's fate? Someone like Fu Niang, born into an ordinary family in Xiang Kingdom, should have had no problem getting into a prestigious university.

But being born in Laos...

"Prosecutor Hong: I am extremely grateful to you. I can only burn incense day and night to pray for you."

With this case concluded, there's no doubt that Fu Niang's brother, though innocent, will be deported. Fu Niang is probably preparing to return to China with her brother.

Zhou Hong remained silent for a moment before putting the items away.

Sitting on the sofa, I poured myself a glass of brandy on the rocks and sipped it slowly. I wasn't thinking about anything, but I just felt a bit down.

The phone rang suddenly. Looking at the number, it was "Xin," the original owner of the Ferrari and private jet.

"Hong, thank you!" Xin's tone was very sincere, as if he assumed that Zhou Hong must also know about his predicament.

In these two transactions, Zhou Hong did not take advantage of the situation; not only did he not lose money, he also made a small profit.

Zhou Hong seemed a little dispirited: "It's nothing, just an equal exchange where each gets what they need."

"Are you not in a good mood?" Xin's intuition was very sharp.

"No, it's not that. Sigh, it's just that I feel life is just a play. Whether you sing well or not, when the curtain falls, you're just a handful of dust." Zhou Hong sighed.

"How old are you? You're acting all old!" Xin chuckled.

Clearly, Xin had investigated this buyer, and both parties were well aware of this, so there was no need to hide it.

"I have two cases of red wine. Where should I deliver them to you tomorrow? To Villa No. 1 in the river mouth?"

Zhou Hong's eyes lit up: "Are all the things you sent from good bars?"

"One case of 90 Romanée-Conti, two cases of 93 Le Havre Musigny Grand Cru. The Romanée-Conti isn't a standard pack; it's 12 bottles. The Musigny comes in a case of three bottles."

"Wow, thanks a lot, bro!" The main item delivered by the letter is rare and hard to come by; we'll have to wait for information from the auction house.

The so-called standard Romanée-Conti case contains 12 bottles of red wine, only one of which is the original Romanée-Conti. The other 11 bottles are other brands of red wine from Domaine de la Romanée-Conti, all of which are Grand Cru, but compared to the original Romanée-Conti, they are just extras.

According to Brother Xin, the 12 standard cases he sent were all genuine Romanée-Conti bottles.

A 90 vintage of the Romanée-Conti can fetch over HK$10 at a Hong Kong auction.

As for Lehua Manor, it's somewhat like China's current "wine enthusiasts"—it started late but went straight into the high-end market.

Established in 88, Château Leroy's most premium brand, Musini, directly rivals the original Romanée-Conti, and even more extravagantly claims to produce only 300-600 bottles a year, far fewer than the original Romanée-Conti.

The 93 Mucinieux Grand Vin is currently the highest graded, and at auction, it fetches a similar price as the 90 Conti.

In later generations, the performance of the Mussini Grand Collection at auction surpassed that of the original Conti collection.

Therefore, unlike the gradual decline of alcoholics into mediocrity, Château Le Havre was a great success.

The cases of red wine that the letter is sending now are worth approximately $20.

Of course, compared to the tens of millions of US dollars in the deal, Zhou Hong's quick acceptance of the contract meant that this small gift was nothing.

If we were to lower the interest rate, the interest alone would amount to more than just tens of millions of US dollars.

Especially for Xin, the various loan interest rates were like a mountain weighing him down, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Thanks, brother!" Zhou Hong said with a smile, then suddenly had an idea: "Brother, do you have any assets you want to sell? I have a few hundred million US dollars I want to invest."

The letter, which had been all smiles, suddenly fell silent. After a while, it murmured, "How about I sell my life to you? My good brother..."

Zhou Hong coughed, realizing he'd overreacted. "Brother, I was just joking. Don't be angry. If it's not true, it's not true. Was my joke a bit lame?"

Xin gave a wry smile: "I'm serious. Are you really going to invest, or are you just making fun of me?"

"Huh? You really have hundreds of millions of assets to sell?" Zhou Hong scratched his head speechlessly. No wonder Xin's tone was strange.

He naturally assumed that he knew something was going on, which is why he asked him.

And clearly, this is pretty much the state of the top families in Xiang Kingdom under Xin's leadership; he's probably just clearing out his inventory.

If I really buy them all myself, wouldn't that turn our lives around together?

"Well, I have about six hundred million US dollars and I'm looking for investment projects," Zhou Hong said seriously, naturally without needing to be polite.

Xin was silent for a while, then said, "I'll send you an email, take a look." He then hung up the phone.

……

Lying on the soft bed, Zhou Hong pondered the contents of the email that Xin had sent.

He wants to sell a group called "Taishun" as a package deal.

The main asset of the "Taishun" Group is the "Zhengtai Plaza" in Donghai, China.

"Chint Plaza" is operated by the Thai company "Chint Group", but the property rights belong to the Thai company "Thai Shun Group".

It was actually "Zhengtai Plaza"? Zhou Hong chuckled to himself. So that's how it was. He had always thought "Zhengtai Plaza" belonged to the Zhengtai Group.

Chint Group was the first conglomerate in Taiwan to develop the mainland Chinese market. "Chint Variety Show" can be said to have opened a new window for mainland Chinese people to observe the world.

It is run by a Chinese family and stays away from politics.

Zhengtai Plaza itself knows that it is located in Donghai, the economic capital of China.

Completed and put into operation at the end of last year, the building has three underground floors and twelve floors above ground, with a total construction area of ​​25 square meters. It is located on the banks of the Huangpu River and is adjacent to landmark buildings in the East China Sea such as the Oriental Pearl Tower and Jinsheng Building.

Located in the prime location of Lujiazui, it is the first large-scale shopping center in Donghai that is in line with international standards.

In his previous life, it was probably after Xin fell into difficulties that he had no choice but to resell "Chint Plaza" back to "Chint Group".

Am I destined to change history?

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Hong had an idea. He picked up his phone and sent a text message to Linda: "I have some funds recently, about five or six hundred million US dollars, and I want to invest in something. Could you give me some advice, Madam? I didn't want to bother you, but I'm all alone in this area and don't have any elders to consult."

In truth, the Fifth Madam was truly his benefactor. Without her paving the way, what good would his own system have been?

The "white war" phase has reached its peak, at least in the short term.

If you want to become a civil servant and be promoted to "full-time" officer, whether in Elephant Country or in the motherland, it will take several years. How can it be as fast as it is now?

During the "white service" phase, many system modules cannot be activated, and one can only waste time and receive a daily stipend to make ends meet.

Just as he was pondering this, his phone rang. Zhou Hong was taken aback. It was a string of 1s. The phone number from Xiangguo was 11 digits long, and the caller's number consisted entirely of 1s except for the first two digits.

Zhou Hong answered the call, and a soft, sweet voice that could melt your ears came from the other end: "You want to make an investment?"

At this moment, Zhou Hong didn't want to speak at all. Lying on the bed, he didn't want to move a single finger. He just wanted to get drunk in the sweet and soft voices.

"What are you doing?!" The voice suddenly turned stern, as if on the day of his death, it was a reprimand to Zhou Hong to hurry up and wash the dishes.

"Ah, no..." Zhou Hong snapped out of his daze and coughed lightly. "Yes, I have five or six hundred million US dollars that I want to invest. If you can help me find a project, I'm willing to give you a two percent commission." Two percent is over ten million US dollars. Anyway, the system will reimburse it, so it doesn't matter who he gives it to.

"Forget about the commission..."

"Ah, no need, I'm not here to take advantage of you!" Zhou Hong hurriedly sat up, interrupting the Fifth Madam. You venomous wasp, if you don't ask for a commission, I'm afraid you'll rip me off even more!

Unexpectedly, the Fifth Madam on the other end of the line flew into a rage, "Who did you take advantage of? What are you saying?! You bastard!" and slammed the phone down.

Zhou Hong was stunned, and it took him a while to understand.

But good heavens, if "taking advantage" were translated into the local language, there would be no ambiguity as in Chinese, right?

Yes, the system, slang, and idioms—you can translate them all into approximate meanings so that both you and your conversation partner can accurately understand each other's intentions. You're awesome!

But you really want to translate this sentence with a double entendre? That's incredibly difficult, isn't it?

How incredibly free and bored are you?! You're a fucking bastard!

……

Zhou Hong was having trouble sleeping, constantly considering whether or not to call the Fifth Madam again.

He wondered if the Fifth Madam didn't doubt his ability to invest hundreds of millions of dollars. Perhaps she had been watching his actions all along, including the transactions involving supercars and private jets.

After all, he had her Achilles' heel, and of course, she also had his Achilles' heel.

A grasshopper on a single thread.

She probably now mistakenly believes that she is helping her family transfer assets overseas.

That's why some people sneak over using student visas to hide their identities—they don't want their identities to be revealed.

Now that their family has some connections, they've started transferring funds overseas.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and dialed the number that Fifth Madam had called.

Hmm, it actually went through, instead of the busy signal. These kinds of numbers are usually on a whitelist, but I never imagined that my own number was already a guest in someone else's room.

Ahem, Zhou Hong coughed, and the Fifth Madam's rather impatient voice came through the receiver, "What time is it?!"

"Madam, to be honest with you, are you familiar with the Taishun Group?"

Originally, I wanted to delve deeper step by step and asked the Fifth Madam to act as an intermediary between myself and Xin.

The previous dealings with Xin went well, and it seemed that Xin was also friendly to me.

If it really involves a transaction worth hundreds of millions of dollars, then who knows whom? Who's your good buddy?

Various accounts and complex asset relationships can be manipulated.

Even though the local powerful families are on the verge of collapse, they certainly have no problem falsifying accounts.

While I believe in the capabilities of the "Sister Jiaqian's Team" and am unlikely to be scammed, the back-and-forth between them is just too much trouble.

If they believe that colluding with local authorities is bullying outsiders, then the "Sister Jiaqian's Team," which follows legal rules, will be in a particularly passive position.

This deal would be more secure if we could get the Fifth Madam to act as an intermediary.

"Taishun?" The Fifth Madam chuckled coldly twice. "I'll have someone give you some information later." Her voice grew even colder: "Don't call me in the middle of the night again! If you want to die, just say so!"

"Got it, you arrogant fool. It's a good thing you weren't born under the red flag. You big landlady, I'll have you shot..." With the system by his side, Zhou Hong felt a little more confident and muttered to himself.

"What did you say?!" The Fifth Madam immediately bristled. She must not have heard clearly, but she knew it wasn't anything nice.

"I was wrong... Please, please rest..." Zhou Hong immediately admitted defeat.

With a cold snort, the Fifth Madam hung up the phone.