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

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his bathrobe, looking at the dazzling night view outside, Zhou Hong shook his head. This place was actually just average, not as comfortable as Villa No. 1.

Indeed, 400 square meters is a large area, but Villa No. 1 has a private beach, while this place doesn't even have a large terrace for enjoying the night view.

Even Zhou Hong, who had experienced his past life in his dreams, felt that the furniture layout was somewhat outdated.

It's described as a top-tier hotel presidential suite, but even in Elephant Country, the level of meticulous butler service is unmatched here, not to mention the obedience of Elephant Country's servants—something you simply can't experience in civilized societies.

On the other side of the coffee table, Zhong Tier, dressed in a silk robe with a rose pattern, sat on the antique carved sofa, holding a wine glass. Her legs were crossed elegantly, her fair calves slightly bent, and a pair of exquisite transparent crystal slippers swayed gently with her delicate ankles. Her alluring feet, painted with pink and white nail polish, were faintly visible. She was truly a woman of many faces, her pure innocence transformed into a captivating charm; her allure was irresistible.

Zhou Hong tried his best to turn his head away from her.

Zhong Tier finally couldn't help but giggle, "Still shy?"

"No, you're too tired today. Take a good rest, or you won't be able to handle it. Tomorrow I'm thinking of taking you around to see the sights and let you get to know each other better. Otherwise, what would it be like to bring you all the way to Donghai just for something like this? Tomorrow, we'll take a look around Donghai, but don't overdo it. In the evening... um, then I guess you'll need to rest for a few days. During this time, I'll take care of some business."

Zhou Hong had this plan in mind, but for some reason, he blurted it out.

Zhong Ti'er was speechless, then burst into laughter: "You child, why do you have to plan such things so carefully? What kind of upbringing did you receive? You're too self-disciplined!"

He clicked his tongue twice more: "But you're really confident. What? I need to rest for a few days? Tsk tsk, I can't say anything, being overconfident is just narcissism!"

Zhou Hong coughed, lowering his head and avoiding her gaze: "You'll find out tomorrow!"

Despite the physical guidance that restrained his emotions, standing before this goddess of his dreams, and contemplating that long-awaited dream moment, his heart still throbbed with heat, and he felt waves of impulse.

"Fine, I'll do as you say. After all, I'm being kept by you, aren't I?"

"You don't need to explain, that's just how it is!" Chung Ti-er smiled at Zhou Hong, who was about to speak. "Actually, I'm very happy. Take your Da Ye for example, blonde hair, blue eyes, young, beautiful, and with a great figure, those big breasts, tsk tsk. But I can tell that you and she don't have any personal relationship. As for me... although I know it's the star aura and the added bonus of my movie role, I'm still very happy, and thank you for your affection." Her tone and expression were extremely serious.

Zhou Hong coughed and said, "Speaking of this, Sister Ti'er, you should be proud. You know, Daye has two younger sisters, Zhongye and Xiaoye. They're triplets! Just imagine how amazing they are! They look exactly alike and have equally hot figures. Can you imagine how that feels? But I'm not interested in any of them..."

"Oh? I'm not having an opinion on this!" Zhong Ti'er stood up from the sofa with a charming smile. "Today, I'll show you what a man is, what a woman is, and what enjoyment is!" She slowly walked towards Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong hurriedly got up and rushed outside: "I'll go get a room and sleep by myself..."

As the magnificent golden gate closed, I heard Chung Ti-er's unrestrained giggles, even laughing so hard she could hardly breathe, shouting things like "cute."

Zhou Hong was both embarrassed and annoyed. Just wait, you'll see how powerful I am tomorrow!

Sigh, I'm still young and inexperienced. In front of others, I'm really just a little brother.

……

I don't know why, but I can't fall asleep.

In the study of this luxurious executive suite, Zhou Hong opened his notebook, which he had asked someone to buy on the way from the airport.

Downloading software here is incredibly fast compared to in Vietnam.

I even downloaded Fantasy Westward Journey 2 on a whim. Playing video games is like lifting weights and getting experience points for physical strength, right? It's just that the points are too few, making it hard to get anyone really interested.

Beep beep beep, I just opened QQ and saw Xiao Bao's avatar pop up.

"Have you gone back to China? Have you gone back to China? Have you gone back to China? Have you gone back to China?"

Zhou Hong was speechless. He typed, "My youth is back! You're crazy!"

Judging from the time, it's evening self-study time, so Xiao Bao definitely isn't at the internet cafe; it's just another message.

Hmm, there's a Kikyo avatar popping up. It's class leader Bai Shanshan. She's got something to say.

Upon opening the message, Bai Shanshan wrote, "Zhou Hong: Haven't you returned to China yet? It must be tough over there, right? Xiao Bao said you'll be back to take the college entrance exam. Are you preparing now? Do you need me to send you some study materials?"

Are you here to check on the old teacher again? Zhou Hong typed: "Yes, I will be back for the college entrance exam, thank you! I don't need the materials!"

After looking around for a while, Zhou Hong realized he didn't recognize any of the people online on QQ, so he opened his email.

I sent an email to Fang Ting, who is in charge of "Hope", mentioning that I might return to China soon and, if I have time, I might go to the Northwest for a visit.

Just as I was pondering this, my inbox beeped. It was an email from Citibank's private banking team.

In other words, the US$550 million has been transferred to the capital account of Hongye Trading (Mainland China) at Donghai Haifa Bank, and the funds have been received and are awaiting confirmation from Haifa Bank.

Another $1 million was transferred to Citibank's Bangkok branch. Although it was a cross-border transfer between banks, it was all within the Citibank system, and it was the same person's account. It was a private account, a private-to-private transfer, so the review was very simple and the money arrived quickly.

Regarding the transfer of funds to Donghai Haifa, due to the time difference and to avoid affecting my rest, I didn't notify you by phone but sent an email. I will confirm with Chairman Hong again tomorrow during the daytime in China.

Of course, the money has arrived at Haifa Bank, but it needs to be reviewed by Haifa Bank before it can be considered to have actually entered my capital account for foreign exchange. This will happen tomorrow morning after the relevant staff at Haifa Bank start work.

In fact, this remittance had already been reported from a legal perspective, since it ultimately required approval from the State Administration of Foreign Exchange.

Currently, the domestic management of US dollar foreign exchange follows the principle of "easy entry and strict exit," and the laws and regulations are not that strict. There is no anti-monopoly law or similar legislation. Therefore, receiving large amounts of foreign exchange is much simpler than it will be ten or twenty years from now.

As he pondered, Zhou Hong looked at the private email sent by Attorney Cai Gong.

"I discovered that the annual bank interest and depreciation costs for Chint Plaza alone are estimated at 3 million RMB, so the annual rent charged to Chint Group is 4 million RMB."

"But Chint Group's sales target for this year is only 3 million RMB..."

"Therefore, Chint Group will most likely oppose this transaction. Given the policies in mainland China, if Chint Group strongly opposes it, the mainland authorities will not approve the transaction."

It seems that after a thorough investigation and contact with relevant stakeholders, Tachibana Ayamichi has become even less confident about this "bad investment." Moreover, even if a deal is reached with Taishun Group, the transfer of ownership of Zhengtai Plaza will most likely not pass the approval of the mainland authorities, and all the work done over the months may end in vain.

Because the mainland authorities definitely support "Chint Group".

Chint Group wants to take this opportunity to reclaim the property rights of "Chint Plaza".

If Taishun Group wants to sell "Zhengtai Plaza" to a third party, Zhengtai Group will definitely oppose it, and the mainland authorities will reject any transaction that transfers the property to a third party.

Chint Group has a deep presence in the mainland market and is a genuine investor, not a speculative capital.

Therefore, the mainland authorities will also strongly support the legitimate return of "Chint Plaza" to Chint Group, rather than selling it to a third party.

Zhou Hong smiled and replied with just one sentence in the email: "Don't worry about Chint Group. There are intermediaries to help me contact them. My promise is that if the transaction is completed smoothly, I will only charge Chint Plaza 1 million RMB in operation and management fees every year for the first five years."

"..." Attorney Ayamichi was silent for a moment, then said, "I understand."

We've become so used to this eccentric second-generation rich kid's bizarre behavior that we don't even need to look for the reasons; we just do what he says.

After spending a long time with him, you'll realize that this guy is never a kind soul, but he has his own set of logic when it comes to doing things.

Moreover, I had a vague feeling that when I first met him at the law firm, he probably didn't have such immense wealth.

His wealth is currently expanding rapidly, so just follow his instructions and do your professional work.