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

Siam Square is a prime shopping district in the heart of Bangkok, known for its dense concentration of high-end shopping malls and youthful vibrancy. It is a must-visit "shopping paradise" for tourists. Most of the land here belongs to Chulalongkorn University and is comprised of several landmark shopping malls connected together.

A quiet oasis amidst the hustle and bustle, in a narrow alleyway north of the SIAM shopping mall, lies an extremely cramped five-story building.

This narrow building is quite unique, less than 6 meters wide and 20 meters long, with each floor being about 120 square meters in total.

This 120-square-meter plot of land, due to historical reasons, does not belong to Chulalongkorn University and has changed hands frequently.

Zhou Hong purchased the land and the narrow building for over $130 million, registering it under the name of Hongye Trading Company, using the public funds allocated to the Xiangguo suburban residential area.

At this moment, sitting on a large sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor of the narrow building, Zhou Hong had a laptop on the coffee table in front of him. The computer screen displayed an email from Linda, saying that PCCW Tower in Hong Kong, PCCW Limited (PCCW), was experiencing financial chain problems and was looking for a buyer.

Linda's email included detailed information about PCCW Tower, a 43-story Grade A office building located in Taikoo Place, Quarry Bay, Hong Kong Island, with a total gross floor area of ​​nearly 6 square meters, and a proposed sale price of US$3.9 million.

Land in Hong Kong is now far more valuable than in the East China Sea. The Ching Tai Plaza, with twelve floors, has a building area of ​​25 square meters, which is many times the size of the PCCW Tower, yet it is worth less than US$5 million.

However, owning a Grade A office building in Hong Kong? That's pretty good too.

But the question is, will the system acknowledge this? How can multiple transactions be counted as the first investment milestone?

Are we going to wait until the Fifth Madam finishes her transaction, then merge with Taishun Group, and then acquire it on our own?

He came up with this idea himself? Wouldn't Fifth Madam slap herself for that? Isn't that insane?

But I'm just exploiting the system's logic to take advantage of it. I have good intentions, so how do I explain that?

"Ding!" A voice came from deep within the system.

"First-time use of milestone rewards grants a special exemption: on a given trading day, multiple trades can be counted as your first investment trade!"

Okay, this is like a Russian nesting doll. This is my first time using the "milestone reward," so it counts as a milestone, and I've earned another milestone reward...

The content is simple: the signing date when PCCW Tower became under his name and the signing date when Taishun Group became wholly owned by him were both on the same day, and both were counted in the milestone reward of the first major investment transaction with a reimbursement limit of US$12 billion.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Hong replied to Linda's email: "Thank you for your trouble, Fifth Madam. I'm determined to have this PCCW Tower."

I said it! Even Jesus couldn't stop it!

However, he no longer has the courage to speak directly with the Fifth Madam, lest the Emperor utter another arrogant remark.

The only way to contact them was through Linda, which was both funny and frustrating.

He also instructed Linda to say a few good words to the Fifth Madam, asking her to put in some effort to find a few more projects to raise the $5 million investment.

The official signing date will be set for the same day.

Oh, try to avoid projects in the Western Hemisphere, otherwise it seems like you have some mental issues to ask people to sign contracts in the middle of the night or early morning.

……

After sending an email to Linda, Zhou Hong wandered around the newly renovated narrow building.

I named this place "Take a Break".

It's a place prepared for discussing matters with close associates or important figures in Bangkok.

If everyone goes to the National Tower mansion, it would be too inconvenient for outsiders to get in and out.

The narrow building has five floors. The first floor is a private bar and club with brown oak floors, various sofa groups, and a spacious, relaxing, and elegant layout.

The second floor is a bedroom, intended for the manager to rest temporarily. Now, it's Nong Lan and the service team that have been caught red-handed.

Floors 3-5 are all private spaces. Floor 3 is a fitness area with various fitness equipment; floor 4 is an entertainment area, including a small private cinema; the top floor is a rest area. Coming out of the elevator shaft and turning through the corridor, you will find an extremely spacious and grand bedroom and bathroom, plus a study.

In short, it will be a great place to relax when I'm staying in Bangkok.

When Zhou Hong returned to the first floor, his phone rang. He had already seen the large, fat Wang Lei outside the glass door, who was looking inside.

Unfortunately, the first floor is a private bar and club, which is very private and you can't see inside from the outside.

Zhou Hong gestured, and the glamorous and sexy waitress by the door quickly opened it, gesturing for him to enter: "Chairman Hong is waiting for you inside!"

All I can say is that the young girls in Nong Lan's service team are not only glamorous and beautiful, but also incredibly cunning. They were very smooth in their conversation when they saw that it was Chairman Hong who let them in.

In reality, they had no idea what was going on, and it didn't seem like Chairman Hong was waiting for someone, did it?

Zhou Hong had already stood up to greet him, laughing heartily, "Fatty, come on over!"

The fat man, who had been embarrassed by the pretty waitress, finally noticed Zhou Hong, chuckled twice, and followed the waitress inside.

Nong Lan put a lot of thought into the service team's uniforms, incorporating many Chinese elements. For example, the beautiful waitress who is currently leading the group of big fat women is wearing a cheongsam uniform. The red cheongsam hugs her exquisite figure, and her snow-white and sexy long legs are faintly visible in the cheongsam skirt when she walks.

Her shapely buttocks, tightly wrapped in a cheongsam, undulated like waves, and her slender waist swayed in the wind like a willow branch.

Big Fatty quickly turned his head to look to the side.

Zhou Hong glared at the number 3. He was too lazy to remember their names. Of the six waitresses in the Nonglan work group, Zhou Hong only remembered their numbers.

Number 3 stuck out his tongue and stepped aside.

"No customers here?" Fatty muttered under his breath as he sat down on the sofa by the window. "Yeah, who would dare come? They're all like skeletons, making me feel really uncomfortable."

Big Fatty naturally assumed this was a bar open to the public.

It's strange, though. It's in a prime location, but it's hard to find and has no sign. If you don't know it, you wouldn't even notice there's a bar here.

"This bar is our own. In the future, when our uncles and aunts come to Xiangguo for fun, they can rest here after walking around. The food, drinks and beverages are all free." Zhou Hong randomly picked out a card from a stack of cards on the table and handed it to him: "It's a membership card."

No one can just come in here; the membership cards are just casually left out like this.

Moreover, besides Sister Yu'er, this is the first membership card Zhou Hong has issued.

Actually, it can't really be called a membership card. It's more like a certificate of Zhou Hong's "closest friend," allowing him to bring friends to this private bar for free drinks and simple meals, including some expensive wines like Louis XIII.

The fat man stared blankly for a moment, looking around, then asked, "Is this bar yours?"

I don't want to come back a second time. It's not that the bar is bad, but the decor is too luxurious and the waitresses are too beautiful, which makes me feel too pressured.

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "These five floors are all mine." He continued, "Why don't you just skip your language class? I have a company that will pay your tuition and let you study directly at Assumption University. It's a joint program between my company and Assumption University, so you can get a real Assumption University diploma. After graduation, I'd certainly welcome you to join my company, but if you feel too uncomfortable working for relatives or friends, then it's up to you."

The university that the language program partners with is little-known, and its degrees are not recognized by the Chinese Ministry of Education.

The major I studied in the language course was a program that the university claimed to have partnered with Assumption University, and the degree was issued by Assumption University.

But the tuition fee increase controversy showed that it was very unreliable.

Zhou Hong had kept in mind Da Pang's offer to lend him money from the beginning, and now he wanted to give this friend who had been so good to him a push so that he could avoid taking detours.

Big Fatty was a little confused and didn't know how to answer. Judging from his expression, he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

After all, the story sounds very strange.

But out of consideration for their friendship, Da Pang didn't know how to say no.

"How about this, I'm going to Hong Kong tomorrow, and I might also go back to China. When I get back, I'll invite Liu Ying over, and we can get together and chat."

I feel that Liu Ying, that little green tea b*tch, could probably explain this better than I could.

"Ah, Liu Ying..." Big Fatty remembered the "Liu Ying dumped Bin Baiwan for Big Fool" incident that had caused a frenzy of discussion in the language class a while ago. Actually, thinking about it, it made sense. In reality, it was the so-called "Big Fool" Zhou Hong who had more attractive qualities than Bin Baiwan.

This trait, I suppose, is essentially about money?

"I'll think about it, Zhou Hong, thank you!" Big Fatty said earnestly.

Zhou Hong nodded. This was a choice that involved his future life. In fact, he wasn't "familiar" with Da Pang, so his caution was justified.

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's have a good drink today!" Zhou Hong gestured.

Big Fatty likes to drink domestic baijiu (Chinese liquor), and the glamorous waitress brought him Wuliangye, along with various side dishes to accompany the drink.

In addition, the bar kitchen can prepare ingredients on a teppanyaki grill, so at this time, teppanyaki lobster slices are served.

The fat man clicked his tongue in amazement, then gave a wry smile: "Zhou Hong, how did you manage to swallow that steamed bun and pickled vegetables back then?"

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "I still miss it quite a bit. I still occasionally have a steamed bun rolled with pickled vegetables."

Raise your glass: "Come, may our friendship last forever!"