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

The "Future 27" Hotel in Chiang Rai province has a KTV on the second floor. Its status in the province is similar to that of its KTV branch in Chiang Luang district. It is one of the most upscale commercial KTVs in the province.

Its most luxurious private suites are located on the top floor of the hotel, connected to the executive corridor of the presidential suite.

Of course, the hotel is only four-star, and the so-called presidential suite is a custom-made item.

Having a luxurious, private karaoke room, staffed by hotel K and featuring high-quality hostesses, is hardly the typical practice of a presidential suite.

Inside the private room, several young and beautiful hostesses were singing and drinking with guests. The real guests were Zhou Hong and Sola Weng.

"Well done!" Soravon smiled and patted Zhou Hong on the shoulder. "By truly bringing several autonomous villages in northern Xinjiang into our management system, you've taken the first step for our procuratorial system." He added, "You seem to be fluent in many languages? Aside from English, some say you're knowledgeable about Lao dialects? And Japanese, right?"

Zhou Hong coughed once: "Actually, I know a bit of major languages, such as French, German, and Spanish. As for minor languages, I know Lao, Burmese, and Cambodian, including some variations of their local dialects..."

Sorav stared at Zhou Hong with a look of surprise, then smiled wryly: "Alright." This "disciple" certainly wouldn't suddenly go crazy and spout nonsense to him, and there's no point in him bragging about these things. It can only be said that the strict family education he received from childhood is probably not something an ordinary child could endure.

Of course, she must have had exceptional language talent, which was noticed by her family elders, leading to special training in this area.

It's no wonder that he got his lawyer's license and joined the ranks of intern prosecutors at the age of eighteen. I originally thought it was the product of a powerful network of connections, which wasn't very rare before, especially before a democratically elected government came to power.

But judging from his performance during this period, his "disciple" is indeed a person with real talent and learning, and is not just a charlatan.

Looking at it again today, I realize that I underestimated my "disciple" and didn't understand him enough.

The talents he displayed were only the tip of the iceberg.

"This is a great advantage for you, and perhaps it will come in handy in the future," Solauon said thoughtfully. "For example, this year, the United Nations Support Mission in East Timor (UNMISET) supported the reconstruction of East Timor's judicial system and the international prosecutors' working group that prosecuted war criminals. Our country sent an outstanding prosecutor to join, but he couldn't speak the local language and didn't seem to achieve much. The evaluation he received was just average."

Zhou Hong glanced at the local language pack. The official languages ​​of East Timor are Portuguese and the local indigenous Teton language. Teton was also included in the language pack. He coughed and said, "Actually, I also know a little about Teton, the indigenous language of East Timor."

Prosecutor Solauon was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yes, yes, you far exceed my expectations."

He paused for a moment, then added, "However, now that you're in Qingluan County, some people will be envious."

Zhou Hong understood what "teacher" meant. Xiaogudi was under the jurisdiction of Qingluan County, but it had a strong sense of autonomy, and the Qingluan police had always let it be.

The first public prosecution case is being led by the prosecution itself, rather than by the police. Some of the key police officials in the county bureau might feel that they have overstepped their bounds.

Suddenly, a scream of "Wow!" interrupted Zhou Hong and Prosecutor Solau's whispers.

It was the brothel madam who had just entered the private room and was about to speak with Zhou Hong who made the startled cry.

Zhou Hong and Prosecutor Solau looked at her.

She was startled and said awkwardly, "I'm so sorry, sir, I'm so sorry." Pointing to a bottle of red wine on the coffee table as she passed, she said, "This, this is a Romanée-Conti? And a 90 vintage? I'm so sorry, I'm so naive!"

Zhou Hong smiled. This madam, who frequented the brothels of the provincial capital, was actually quite knowledgeable.

"Hong, what's the story behind this wine?" Sorawong asked Zhou Hong with a smile.

"It's quite expensive; at Hong Kong auctions, it sells for over US$1."

Solauon smiled and nodded, "I see." But inwardly, he was in turmoil. If he didn't count his wife's dowry, the wealth he had accumulated over the years wouldn't even amount to $1, right? Good heavens, just a bottle of wine?

The madam sidled up to Zhou Hong, her initial purpose changed, "Sir, there are two new amateurs who haven't been on stage before. Would you like to take a look?"

Zhou Hong glanced at Solawon and nodded: "Okay."

"Hong, don't mess around!" Sorav waved his hand, signaling the girl next to him to stay away from him.

However, the girl had seen all sorts of people, and instead became even closer to him, leaving Soravon with a helpless expression.

Actually, this is not the occasion Zhou Hong wanted to be here. It was something his "teacher" had vaguely mentioned yesterday, something he had never done in his life, including shopping at KTV.

Well, the image of a "teacher" that has been maintained for so many years can only be taken for granted in front of a "disciple".

According to Chinese tradition, from today onwards, "Teacher" will also be one of the four ironclad relationships.

But when the Laotians brought in two beautiful girls dressed in Japanese school uniforms, Zhou Hong was taken aback, feeling that the two girls looked somewhat familiar.

Especially since they both looked flustered the moment they saw him, and now they dare not look at him at all.

Hmm? Aren't these Xiao Hong and Xiao Cai? Xiao Hei Mei's two best friends, I met them once, but at the time they were heavily made up and had a flamboyant style, one with a pink afro and the other with long colorful hair, so I named them Xiao Hong and Xiao Cai in my mind.

"You two get out of here and go study!" Zhou Hong walked over and scolded them.

As he spoke, he turned and beckoned a princess to bring him his handbag. From inside, he took out a military bank checkbook, tore off two cash checks for 10 baht each, and said, "Take these. If you don't have pocket money, ask me for it. What are you doing here causing trouble?"

He then looked at the madam, "You better keep an eye on them from now on. If I find out they're going to places like this again, I won't let you off the hook!"

The madam was filled with helplessness. "This... is it any of my business?" she thought. Seeing that Zhou Hong had also handed over a check for 10 baht as a tip, she immediately smiled obsequiously and said, "Yes, I understand. Don't worry!" She would have to contact the various entertainment venues later to issue a ban on these two.

Xiao Hong and Xiao Cai were both surprised and delighted when they saw the check in their hands, but were scolded by Zhou Hong. They stuck out their tongues and said, "Brother, we were wrong!" They quickly turned around and ran away.

Zhou Hong sat back down and said to Solawong, "Sigh, these two younger sisters I know, what's wrong with young people these days?"

Solaon smiled without saying a word.

A moment later, my phone beeped with a text message from Xiaohong and Xiaocai: "Brother, we just came to watch the fun out of pure curiosity. We won't be coming again."

"Brother, should we go back to Qingluan, or rent a place here?"

Zhou Hong thought to himself, "What business is it of my where you live?" Suddenly, he was taken aback. Did these two think he was paying them to be kept as mistresses?

Hmm? A thought struck her, and she looked at the servant module. Both of them were in the fifth column, in the same column as Team Leader Jin and Xiao Bei, "Wildflower Servants", with an annual allowance of 3 days' salary.

Zhou Hong now dismisses the system entry as nonsense, merely a quirk he uses to judge this servant's special talent, not a sign that he is actually a philanderer.

Okay, she's productive and can earn money for herself, that makes her a good girl.

Zhou Hong nodded in satisfaction.

I replied with a text message: "Go back to Qingluan."