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

From the airport parking lot, I took a taxi straight to the Hekou University Town area.

Arriving at the "57 Tobacco & Liquor" stronghold established by Jinshazai, there is a private room reserved for Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong went in and turned on the computer.

In fact, Zhou Hong had been waiting for the Fifth Madam's email since morning, but it hadn't arrived yet.

He could only grit his teeth inwardly, thinking to himself, "This vicious woman really doesn't take her own affairs seriously."

Hmm? New email!

Although the sender was unknown, the subject line was "Taishun Group," so Zhou Hong quickly clicked to read it.

This email is an analysis of the various assets of "Taishun Group". Taishun Group is teetering on the brink of collapse. Various information about its situation has been circulating in the industry for a long time, and this email is an in-depth analysis of it.

Taishun Group's most valuable asset, or rather its most important asset, is undoubtedly the "Zhengtai Plaza" in Donghai.

However, Taishun Group's operation of "Zhengtai Plaza" was imbued with the special rules of the political and business circles of Xiangguo from the very beginning.

Taishun Group's specific operation involved borrowing over US$2 million from the Xiangguo Military Bank to establish a real estate company in China. They then used the land of Zhengtai Plaza as collateral to borrow RMB15 billion from Donghai Haifa Bank, ultimately investing approximately US$4.5 million to build Zhengtai Plaza.

Chint Group actually wanted to invest in and build Chint Plaza itself, and was completely unwilling to operate Chint Plaza in this model of leasing the building. However, there was no other way. In Chang, business families have always been dependent on others. If they did not agree to this, they were afraid that the investment money would not be able to leave Bangkok.

Now, the Shin family empire is crumbling, and banks in the country have begun freezing its assets in various ways.

China's Haifa Bank was not to be outdone and immediately began its own collection process.

The Xin family is in a terrible predicament. They now want to sell Zhengtai Plaza, but with a building area of ​​nearly 3 square meters, such a huge commercial building is not so easy to trade.

In particular, the Shin family hopes to recoup the full cost of investing in and building this giant shopping complex.

Chint Group was willing to take over, but it couldn't help but offer an extremely low price, as a way of retaliating against the Xin family's past political blackmail.

In particular, given the current pleasant cooperation between Chint Group and the mainland authorities, it would be difficult to obtain approval from the mainland authorities for Chint Plaza to change its ownership without the consent of Chint Group, the sole operator.

The email's conclusion was clear: this was a "BAD investment," an investment that couldn't be worse.

It is fraught with uncertainty, and even if the acquisition is successfully completed, its future prospects are not very promising.

Because "Zhengtai Plaza" is currently experiencing operational problems, it's losing money while trying to gain publicity.

Zhou Hong flipped through the long email and fell into deep thought.

My phone beeped with a text message from my classmate Da Pang from the language class: "I just got out of class and saw your message. Are you in Hekou now? Nobody's organizing a class gathering for the Water Splashing Festival."

Zhou Hong shook his head. Liu Ying, the little green tea, was one of the first people to be identified as a "servant" by the system.

Currently, she hasn't received her annual allowance for the "white service" phase yet. There's a one-month grace period, and tomorrow is the last day.

I've been hesitant about giving this little green tea bitch her creation, but now that I think about it, I'll give it to her anyway.

If I don't give it to her, I won't get it either; the system will deduct the penalty, which is somewhat self-defeating.

The little green tea girl is completely innocent; why should her food rations be cut?

Zhou Hong pondered this haphazardly, and couldn't help but find it amusing.

I'm thinking of seeing if there's a class reunion or something, and if I see her, I'll find an opportunity to give her that opportunity.

"Fine, let's just get started." Zhou Hong dialed Liu Ying's number from his contacts and sent a six-word text message: "Come over to Haifeng Internet Cafe!"

A few seconds later, "Ah, I'm coming right away! It's a bit far, about half an hour!"

……

Zhou Hong then moved to another location, "Haifeng Internet Cafe," which was two or three shops away.

When Meng Lile saw Zhou Hong, she immediately put on a fawning smile and busied herself getting him a private room.

Half an hour later, Little Green Tea still hadn't arrived.

Zhou Hong frowned slightly, picked up his phone to send a text message to scold her, when there was a gentle knock on the door. Meng Lile revealed her increasingly chubby face, "Young Master, it seems there are people you know outside, they've been making noise for a while..."

Zhou Hong got up and walked to the bar. Outside the glass door, he saw a dozen men and women.

Bin Baiwan, Wang Paopao, and a few others were on the same side.

Liu Ying was with two girls on one side. The two girls were Liu Ying's best friends, and Zhou Hong knew them. One was named Wang Lizhu, and the other was named Guo Panpan.

Wang Lizhu seems to often speak well of herself, while Guo Panpan looks down on her and has a negative effect.

Besides these two groups, there was also a taxi driver who was entangled with Liu Ying.

Big Fatty and several language class classmates were dumbfounded. They were obviously on their way to the internet cafe after class and happened to witness this amazing scene.

Zhou Hong opened the door and went out. Big Fatty saw him and immediately ran over, chuckling, "These guys are hilarious! They're putting on a show!" Seeing Zhou Hong's confusion, he explained, "I came over to watch them argue for a while. The class beauty and her friends were shopping in the mall. Bin Baiwan got wind of it and ran over with his entourage. The class beauty ignored Bin Baiwan the whole time, then suddenly turned and ran. Bin Baiwan and his friends were startled and chased after her. The more she told them not to follow, the more they chased. She got into a taxi, and Bin Baiwan, Wang Lizhu, Guo Panpan, and the others took a taxi and followed behind, thinking she was possessed!"

"They chased us until they got out of the car here, and now things are in chaos again. The funniest thing is that taxi driver, the one with the class beauty, implied that she couldn't pay the fare on the meter because he had run two red lights and was fined, and that driving so fast was dangerous. He wanted her to pay more, but she meant that since he hadn't shaken off the cars chasing them, she wouldn't give him a bigger tip!"

"Haha, I'm dying of laughter, haha!" The fat man laughed so hard he almost rolled around holding his stomach.

Zhou Hong was helpless. At this moment, he saw Liu Ying glance in his direction and immediately became obedient, obediently giving the taxi driver a tip.

"Bin Baiwan, get out of here! I have nothing to do with you anymore, are you annoying me?!" Liu Ying shouted at Bin Baiwan again with a cold face.

Everyone listened, and they didn't even bother to call Liu Ying by her real name, simply calling her "Bin Baiwan" or "Bin Baiwan".

Bin Baiwan's face was pale, but he forced a smile: "Xiaoying, don't throw a tantrum. If I did something wrong, you can tell me, and I'll change." He then added cautiously, "Let me take you to the hospital. You...you seem sick..."

"I'm sick my ass! I'm just annoyed by you, my head is throbbing every day! Don't you have any self-respect as a man? I've barely held your hand more than a few times, and you wanted to kiss me, did I let you? Just because I don't like you? You're trying to blackmail me?! Are you sick?!" Liu Ying scolded sharply.

"My goodness! I think our class beauty has really been bewitched..." Big Fatty stared in disbelief. "Bin Baiwan is right, our class beauty is bewitched, absolutely bewitched! She's like Lin Daiyu, how did she turn into a shrew who curses in the street? When she broke up with you, she silently shed two lines of tears, she absolutely wanted you to have feelings for her, to understand her... What's going on now? Not giving Bin Baiwan any hope? Not letting Bin Baiwan feel guilty? This, this isn't our class beauty, absolutely not..."

Bin Baiwan was covered in sweat and slowly retreated as he was scolded. The onlookers around him fell silent.

Just as Zhou Hong was turning to go back to the internet cafe, thinking the matter was over, Bin Baiwan turned around and inadvertently saw Zhou Hong. Suddenly, he pointed at Zhou Hong and yelled, "Tell me, did you cast a spell on Xiaoying?! You, you deserve to die!"

"Old Bin, are you sick in the head? Why do you always bully Zhou Hong?!" Big Fatty glared at him. "Zhou Hong is honest and kind, and you're still bullying him? You stole his girlfriend and you're the one who accused him first?!" Big Fatty realized his mistake after yelling and glanced at Zhou Hong guiltily.

"Liu Ying, come here!" Zhou Hong waved to Liu Ying and turned back to the internet cafe.

"Oh!" Liu Ying replied, her face immediately lighting up with joy. She quickly scurried into the internet cafe.

The street fell silent instantly. Even passersby who didn't know these language class students were stunned. Then, a commotion broke out as they began to whisper among themselves.

Big Fatty stared blankly at Liu Ying's afterimage as she ran past him, leaving only a wisp of fragrant air. His mind went completely blank. He instinctively wanted to follow her in, but ultimately gave a wry smile, took a few steps back, and came to Bin Baiwan and the others. His spirits lifted again, and he chuckled, "It seems Zhou Hong really knows how to cast spells. You guys better watch out!"

Wang Paopao's face turned ashen. Zhou Hong had a credit card with an exceptionally high limit and had even paid Wang Chali's tuition. He had never mentioned these strange things to anyone. When others talked about Zhou Hong, they would all look down on this poor kid who was always fighting illegal workers and never saw a trace of him. He would also curse a few times, but gradually he stopped thinking about it.

He stammered, "This guy... he's weird, he's weird!"

The fat man chuckled, "From now on, call him 'Grandpa' whenever you see him! Otherwise, he'll cast a spell on you and kill you!" He laughed heartily and strode away.

……

Zhou Hong led Liu Ying out through the back door of the internet cafe, and then they entered his own lounge through the back door of "57 Tobacco and Alcohol".

After rummaging through the items, Zhou Hong casually tossed a bag to Liu Ying like trash: a Hermes matte Nile crocodile HSS Birkin 35, with an invoice for the shopping day showing a price of $19500.

Liu Ying accepted it with great surprise, wanting to say something, but seemingly unsure of what to say.

Zhou Hong pointed to the envelope attached to the outside of the packaging bag, "There's an invoice and warranty card inside. If there's a problem, you can take it to the Hermès store to get it repaired yourself."

"I, I'm so unsophisticated..." Liu Ying said softly, then realized that when she opened the envelope, her slightly seductive almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh my god, am I seeing things? $20,000? This bag is worth 100,000 to 180,000 RMB?!"

Zhou Hong then tossed over a check for $60,500, thus completing the distribution of Liu Ying's $80,000 annual allowance during her "white-collar" period.

"You can go now!" Zhou Hong waved his hand.

Liu Ying remained silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled sweetly: "Zhou Hong, are you using me as an experiment?"

This green tea girl, with every glance, smile, and even the way she walks, has an indescribable charm. Her petite figure seems soft, and now, with her sweet and charming smile, she's even more like a little vixen.

Wearing a light green dress, strappy sandals, and white socks, she exudes a fresh and youthful charm.

Zhou Hong nodded: "You can think that way."

Liu Ying remained silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Oh, I just wanted to inform you that I'm planning to bring my mother over for the Water Splashing Festival and take her sightseeing, so I won't be able to pay your interest..."

"My parents divorced when I was three years old. I was awarded to my father. My stepmother was the other woman. She was pregnant and forced my father to divorce her. A few months later, she gave birth to my younger brother. I grew up in this environment."

"I came here to study, and like many people say, I tricked my grandfather out of his life savings. He dotes on his grandson the most, but he always thought I was the kind of obedient, well-behaved, and independent girl, so he believed everything I said. I told him that after graduating from university here, I would earn a lot of money, and there was an agreement that I would earn 10,000 yuan a month after graduation, and the 100,000 yuan tuition fee would be refunded by a scholarship after graduating from the language course, and he believed me..."

"My mother hasn't remarried since her divorce. She's had a tough time living alone in a small county town, doing odd jobs. Now that I have some spare money, my first thought is to take my mother around here for a trip. Of course, I want to thank you..."

Regardless of whether Zhou Hong wanted to listen or not, Liu Ying spoke softly on the other end, as if she were talking to Zhou Hong, or as if she were talking to herself.

Zhou Hong sensed that she was telling the truth. Growing up in that kind of family environment, having to be observant and cunning from a young age to maximize one's own interests, it wasn't hard to understand why she would grow up to be a "green tea" (a manipulative and manipulative woman).

Zhou Hong's phone rang. It was Xiao Bei calling. Zhou Hong had called him while waiting for Liu Ying, asking Super 5 to arrange a get-together.

"Young Master Hong, still A1." Xiao Bei's tone was extremely respectful.

Fawning and respect are two different states, and Zhou Hong has already come to understand the difference between them.

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit." Zhou Hong hung up the phone.

"Are you going to Fast & Furious 5?" Liu Ying said softly. "Well, I'll be going then. Thank you for meeting me."

Looking at her, Zhou Hong was speechless. "Stop acting, okay? You're acting all pitiful, like I've been bullying you. Actually, I've been giving you benefits all along!"

Liu Ying was crying. "I know, I know, but... I just feel so sad..."

"Stop crying, smile!" Zhou Hong glared at him.

Liu Ying looked up again, having wiped away the tears from her pretty face, and smiled charmingly: "I... I missed you so much. Are you going to Super 5? I'll go with you, okay?"

"Fast & Furious 5, how dare you go?" Zhou Hong said helplessly. In front of Sister Yu'er, he would never mention the name of this club again, as it represented some kind of knot, a dark abyss.

"Why would I be embarrassed to go!" Liu Ying puffed out her chest. "If you take me, it would be great if Mary could see us! Let's see if she dares to bully me again!" she said, grinding her teeth.

Zhou Hong looked at her, unsure which of her words were true and which were false.

Just then, my inbox beeped; it was another email from the Fifth Madam.

Zhou Hong opened the email and saw it was from the sender who had analyzed the assets of Taishun Group. He had just replied, insisting on proceeding with the transaction with the Hexin family.

The reply was brief: "I am not the lady, but I work for her. If you want to continue this BAD investment, please ask the lady to act as an intermediary and contact her directly."

"Personally, I still have a piece of advice for you: with a $6 million investment, why don't you invest it in the United States? Internet companies, although a bubble is coming, still have a lot of potential."

Zhou Hong was taken aback. This guy knew that internet companies were going to collapse? Indeed, a large number of internet concept stocks will plummet next year.

But now is the time for true future internet giants like Google to set sail.

The same applies domestically. The two dominant players, Arne Group and Accelink Group, are both in the financing stage, hoping to successfully IPO, which is their current ambitious goal.

Getting involved in the financing of these two giants right now is like picking up a bargain.

But I don't need it. Going to the stock market to fleece retail investors is really not very meaningful. As the only one officially employed by the system, is this all the vision I have?

However, the guy I was chatting with via email definitely has high standards. I'll have to find out more about him later; he's a real talent!

Huh? Turning around, I saw that the little green tea was secretly glancing at my emails.

Zhou Hong frowned slightly: "You're finished, you're finished! I didn't want to do that, but you saw our secret, and there's nothing I can do about it..."

The young woman, who had been visibly shocked, suddenly turned deathly pale. "Ah, you, you're laundering money..."

Zhou Hong sighed deeply, "Someone as smart as you, how could you...? Shouldn't you be pretending to be confused and trying to get away with it?"

Little Green Tea's face was as pale as paper. Suddenly, she collapsed to the ground with a thud, her legs going weak. "Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me, I won't tell anyone... Ah, ah..." she screamed uncontrollably.

"Stop yelling, no one will hear you even if you shout your lungs out..." Zhou Hong shook his head regretfully, "What a pity..."

This place has indeed undergone special soundproofing renovations, so even gunshots cannot be heard outside.

With a soft moan, Little Green Tea slowly tilted her head back and fell to the ground, clearly having been frightened into unconsciousness.

Zhou Hong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost rolled on the ground.