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

Da Huan Xi Club is located in the most bustling area of ​​Chinatown in Hekou. The first to third floors are Chinese restaurants, while the fourth and fifth floors are shopping malls.

The five-story, magnificent building with upturned eaves has a strong Chinese style.

It is also the best Chinese restaurant in Hekou.

"Wang Paopao" often boasted that he had eaten here once while hanging out with Bin Baiwan, and that the food was particularly authentic and better than any restaurant he had ever been to in China.

Big Fatty disliked him behind his back, saying that he had only ever eaten at snack bars in China, so how could he tell whether food was good or bad? He refused to believe that the level of a high-end restaurant in China was inferior to Huanxilou.

At this moment, in VIP room 302, Zhou Hong met Linda, and the two exchanged pleasantries with smiles.

Linda insisted that Zhou Hong order the food.

Zhou Hong ordered a Peking duck, which suited his appetite well, even though he often ate Western food.

We also ordered several hot dishes, including Kung Pao Chicken, stir-fried liver tips, sweet and sour pork, and cashew shrimp, as well as several cold dishes such as salad vegetables, all of which are suitable for various dietary customs.

Linda nodded gently and smiled, "Mr. Hong is very thoughtful and knows how to take care of people."

Zhou Hong understood that people were actually using the opportunity of asking him to order food to observe his character.

Last time I didn't pay much attention to myself, but now that I'm spending $100,000 directly, it's naturally different.

"Fifth Madam, it's quite strange. Mr. Hong is clearly an illegal worker and owes money to the loan company, so how come he suddenly has $100,000 and insists on living in Courtyard No. 1?" Linda smiled at Zhou Hong. Her eyes were gentle, yet they seemed to see right through you.

If the wicked woman's subordinates were like this, one can only imagine how cunning and shrewd she herself was.

And sure enough, the wicked woman investigated him that very day.

As for his trip to the resort and his use of Papa Ya's charity fund to spend $100,000, it was all meant to tell that wicked woman that he was not Little Karami and that he had a mysterious background. He wanted her to think carefully before trying to make him disappear, lest he cause even more trouble.

Lost in thought, Zhou Hong smiled but remained silent in the face of Linda's question.

"Mr. Hong, Madam asked me to pass on a message to you: if you need anything, please feel free to ask," Linda said with a smile.

Clearly, even though the Fifth Madam was the closest person to her, she wouldn't confide in her. Linda's words implied that she didn't know how she and the Fifth Madam met. Of course, Linda probably knew the answer, but a wise person would never delve into secrets they shouldn't know.

At this moment, Zhou Hong had a sudden thought. "Ah, I want to find a job, in a government agency, even a temporary one, but I'm on a student visa and I don't know what to do."

"White servants" refers to "unofficial servants in government offices in old times," which in modern terms is just like temporary workers in state organs.

Linda paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Actually, the Fifth Madam had arranged an identity for you, but we thought we wouldn't need it."

As she spoke, she took out a file folder and handed it to Zhou Hong.

"The Fifth Madam felt it was unfair for you to work illegally, so she arranged a new identity for you. Oh, although you have officially become a citizen, our country recognizes multiple citizenships, so it does not affect your Chinese citizenship."

"Huh?" Zhou Hong was taken aback.

The bespectacled woman smiled: "Actually, the job arrangement was originally intended for my younger brother by Fifth Madam. It was completed a few days ago, otherwise it wouldn't have been so quick. We just changed your name and made some minor modifications to your resume. Do you see anything you're not satisfied with?"

Zhou Hong opened the file folder and first saw his ID card. The pronunciation of his name was still "Hong" and his surname was "Bangkok," indicating that his ancestors had been wealthy.

Seeing his photo on his ID card, Zhou Hong was speechless. Then, noticing the woman with glasses' ambiguous smile, he knew that she was very resourceful and had probably obtained the photo from a training course or similar institution, scanned and edited it.

Then I looked at another piece of paper and saw my "resume" written on it.

I was born in Chumphon Province (according to the laws of Elephant Country, this automatically grants me citizenship), later went abroad with my parents, and have now returned to my home country. I hold a Bachelor of Laws degree from overseas.

In my final year of university, I gained another year of work experience at a law firm and obtained my domestic lawyer's license.

These are all necessary conditions for becoming a prosecutor.

Having now passed the initial review, I am now reporting to the Chiang Rai Provincial Prosecutor's Office as an intern prosecutor.

Zhou Hong's eyes nearly popped out of his head. What's more, the important thing is that the age on the Xiangguo ID card he received hadn't been changed; he was still 18.

I don't know what kind of considerations led them to do this, but did they do it so that they would attract jealousy and resentment wherever they went?

The problem is, doesn't this make me a top student and a legal genius? I must have skipped grades to get all these certifications by age 18, right?

Perhaps this was the Fifth Madam's original intention in creating the image of her younger brother?

Now that the democratically elected government is in power, it seems that the age limit for entering the prosecutor's office will soon be set. I saw this on TV yesterday. It seems like they are committing crimes against the tide.

Okay, I know that the military and police in Elephant Country are powerful, and the higher-ups are extremely corrupt. Senior police officers are promoted with elephant tickets that have a clear price tag.

If the ruling class's military and police are like this, one can imagine what it's like in other public service systems.

The power of someone of the Fifth Madam's social standing is indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, let alone someone like myself, a foreigner.

But it still felt like a dream.

This wicked woman is actually quite good. Not only did she not want to kill me, but seeing that I was an illegal worker and had taken out a loan to go to school, she also arranged an extremely good job for me.

In any country, even in a power system dominated by royalty, military, police, and local families like the Elephant Kingdom, prosecutors are arguably in a uniquely advantageous position.

Moreover, she gave her brother's spot to her, which was not something she could prepare in just two or three hours after receiving the news that she was staying at the hotel today.

I've been handling this matter for the past few days.

My own petty thoughts seem like those of a petty person.

As Zhou Hong was pondering, a "ding" sounded, a voice from the depths of his soul.

"Ding! Host identity change detected. Host's identity updated in the HEPNG world!"

"The host has been promoted from 'Commoner' to 'White-Clad Servant'!"

"The daily salary will be increased from 2000 rupees to 4000 rupees."

"Upgrade reward received: 12 Salary Coins (monthly salary)!"

"Ding! The host has found employment. Unemployment insurance coverage will expire in five days. Any unused coverage will be suspended and replaced with a full refund!"

"Ding, host's 'white-collar worker' status detected. Public funds module activated. The annual 'public funds' allowance is 100 days' salary. The host can withdraw funds for all expenses related to food, clothing, housing, and transportation."

"Ding! This year's 'public funds' have been distributed: 40 salary coins!"

Soon my phone beeped with a text message: $52 plus transaction fees had been deposited into my account.

Zhou Hong was stunned and speechless for a moment.

The system provides welfare benefits, and those on minimum living allowances receive relief funds from time to time.

Unemployment insurance benefits are sometimes available to those in the commoner class.

Once you have a job, you can directly claim reimbursements from public funds.

The annual amount of "public funds" is the same as unemployment insurance, which is a 100-day allowance, that is, one's income for 100 days, currently calculated to be US$400,000.

Food, drink, and even basic necessities can all be reimbursed from the "public funds".

Spending $10 to live in this villa is a way of indirectly connecting with the fifth wife; the money was well spent.

Not to mention, it was using the reimbursement limit from the Papaya Rescue Program.

No, wait...

Zhou Hong looked at the system interface again: "Unemployment insurance benefits expire in five days?"

Ah, I basically don't spend any money these days, and my unemployment insurance of $20 hasn't been touched at all.

These benefits don't mean that the money you receive is actually yours.

Instead, they all have their uses. If you don't use them yourself, they may become invalid at a certain point or time.

For example, now that I have a job, my unemployment benefits will be void.

Or, to put it another way, the newly emerging "public funds" module has an annual limit of one's own 100-day salary.

In other words, the $40 that has been issued will expire if you don't spend it all before the end of the year.

For the portion that hasn't been spent, the system uses a method consistent with Earth's logic: it stops paying out one's own salary to make up for it, instead of directly deducting it from one's own account.

For example, my current $20 in unemployment benefits is about to expire.

If it really fails, it's like the system has transferred $20 to itself for nothing, and then stopped paying its daily "salary" to deduct that $20.

Based on his current "daily wage" of $4000, he would have to stop receiving his wages for 50 days for the $20 to be fully deducted.

From a certain perspective, these unused and expired welfare benefits are equivalent to interest-free installment loans.

However you look at it, it's always more cost-effective to spend it before it expires.

$20, or more than 160 million RMB, and he wants to spend it all in five days?

This is a tiny bit exciting...

However, spending money isn't actually that difficult; you can just buy a large apartment in Bangkok.

Bangkok's property prices are currently at a low point, but the situation is different from that in China.

China is in a stage where its economy is about to take off.

Bangkok's property prices plummeted during the 97 Asian financial crisis and have yet to recover.

Zhou Hong pondered for a moment, then looked at the system interface:

"Status: White-robed; Next level: Regular-robed"

Grade: Unranked; Next level: Unranked

"Salary: 4000/day; Next level: 8000/day"

Sure enough, under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult to achieve the next level of status.

"Regular service" should refer to officially employed staff, such as civil servants.

In Elephant Country, your nationality is incorrect from the start. Even if you buy permanent residency, you are not a citizen of Elephant Country and cannot become a civil servant in the country.

Returning to the motherland? Forget about it. Even if I could pass the civil service exam, I would at least need to graduate from university. It would take several years to meet the hard requirements before I would be qualified to fight for that elusive opportunity.

But now, the Fifth Madam has perfectly solved this problem for her.

However, he has not yet reported to Chiang Rai Province and has not yet been confirmed as an intern prosecutor, so he is only a "white-collar worker" and not a "regular worker" for the time being.

In the case of prosecutors in Xiangguo, the hierarchy is: Assistant Prosecutor - Junior Prosecutor - Intermediate Prosecutor - Senior Prosecutor - Deputy Chief Prosecutor - Chief Prosecutor - Deputy Prosecutor General - Prosecutor General.

There are eight levels in total.

Trainee prosecutors are those who have entered the prosecutor system but are not yet formal prosecutors. They need to complete a year of internship and undergo rigorous assessment by the National Prosecutors Committee under the Office of the Attorney General (OAG) before they can officially become prosecutors as assistant prosecutors and have the legal authority to handle cases independently.

However, it is clear that a "regular" does not need to become a formal prosecutor.

According to the ancient Chinese model in the system, those who are officially employed fall under the category of "officials".

Assistant prosecutors, on the other hand, are considered "officials".

As an intern prosecutor, I am no doubt that, according to the ancient Chinese official system, I belong to the "regular servant" category within the "official" class.

But you need to go and register yourself.

"This isn't insurance. Whether you can pass the formal prosecutor's review in the future depends on yourself!" Linda continued.

Clearly, what he meant was that this was all the help I could offer.

Zhou Hong nodded silently. He could actually understand why he, or rather, the Fifth Madam's younger brother, was going to Chiang Rai Province, one of the three northernmost provinces (prefectures), for his internship.

It's far from the central government, and the area north of Chiang Rai is part of the Golden Triangle region, which is poorly managed and makes it easier to operate behind the scenes.

Fortunately, in this dreamlike state, I was studying law. Although the details of my experience are a blur, the knowledge is still there. All laws are based on the same principles, so reviewing them now should make it less likely that I'll be exposed.