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

May 1st Square is a landmark in the new urban area of ​​the county. Opposite the square is a row of villas, which is also the newest two-story row community in the county.

The residential area has a long row of shops facing the street, directly opposite the square, which is likely to become a prime commercial location in the future, but they are not selling well at present.

The vacancy rate is also extremely high for two-story townhouses, with some even being sold off to others a month after the initial purchase price was reduced to zero.

Of these row of shops, only "Pong Pong Liang" and a billiards hall are currently in operation; the rest are either unsold or vacant.

The sales office is located next to the main gate of the villa community, just a few doors down from the entrance to the villa complex.

The Audi A6 slowly pulled up in front of the sales office.

There are practically no customers, and there are only a handful of saleswomen. Business can't be done by waiting; you have to go out and do it.

A young man and several saleswomen were chatting and laughing when they saw the three people who came in—a young woman from the countryside and two young men. No one paid them any attention; they were busy talking about parking and other things outside and didn't notice them at all.

"Huh?" The young man suddenly stood up. "Zhou Xiaojiao?! It really is you, old classmate!"

He strode over, somewhat excited. "Do you remember me? Zheng Wei, we sat in front of and behind each other in the third year of junior high!"

It's obvious that Big Chili is very popular at school; she's probably his dream girl or something.

Big Chili was a little confused and shook her head: "I don't remember..." Suddenly, "Ah, your nickname is Yangwei, right?"

One of the saleswomen burst out laughing, while the other two tried to suppress their laughter.

Xiao Bao also secretly covered his mouth and laughed.

Zhou Hong was even more helpless; this mouth of hers really had no taboos.

Zheng Wei's face turned green, especially when he saw his colleague smirking. He gritted his teeth and said, "Um, Xiao Jiao, are you here to buy a house?"

"Huh? No..." Big Chili had followed Zhou Hong in, and hadn't even noticed what kind of store it was before entering.

"I thought you were living a pretty good life!" Zheng Wei chuckled. "I was wondering why. I just bought an apartment with a mortgage, and you're buying a villa?"

Townhouses are still commonly referred to as villas by people in county towns.

"I'm here to buy a house." Zhou Hong walked towards the model of the residential complex in the center of the sales office.

He added, "The row houses and storefronts with green flags are all available for sale, right?"

Zheng Wei glanced at him but couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention. Besides, the boy was too tall, and standing next to him would make him look awkward.

"Yes." A young saleswoman with a still-childish face took two quick steps forward.

Zheng Wei felt a surge of annoyance. Tongtong was just so immature. How did she even get into the company? She always tries to flirt with any good-looking guy she sees. She's so young, she doesn't understand anything.

"This, this, this..." Zhou Hong began pointing at the model. He had his eye on four townhouses that hadn't been sold yet. Each townhouse consisted of two adjacent buildings, but the buildings were quite far apart from each other. Two of them were for his parents, and the other two were for his sister Yu'er.

"And this one, and this one..." Zhou Hong pointed to five more storefronts. "I'll buy them all, all in full."

The saleswoman stared in disbelief. "Huh?"

"Go and get the contracts done, there are nine sets in total." Zhou Hong handed Yu'er's ID card to her: "Use this as the homeowner, hurry up and get it done."

"Ah, yes, yes..." The saleswoman seemed a little flustered.

"Wait a minute!" Zheng Wei called out, then said helplessly to Big Chili, "Old classmate, this is your relative! Stop him from causing trouble!"

Big Chili Pepper also looked completely bewildered and confused.

Zheng Wei saw the same blank expression on the chubby boy's face again.

Seeing his two companions acting this way, Zheng Wei felt even more confident and scolded Zhou Hong, "Stop causing trouble here! Everyone's busy, who has time to mess around with you?!"

Zhou Hong frowned slightly: "You'd better think carefully before you talk to me, or you could call your boss."

"If you don't leave, I'm calling the police!" Zheng Wei said coldly. If it weren't for the fact that this guy was too tall, he would have thrown him out long ago.

This big boy, who has never been to society, doesn't know anything. Influenced by gangster movies, he's also particularly arrogant and rude. Zheng Wei doesn't want to argue with this kind of person; this bastard might actually dare to make a move.

Zhou Hong ignored him and looked at the saleswoman who had come up to answer his question, pointing at Zheng Wei: "Is he your boss?"

The saleswoman hesitated for a moment, then said, "He's our team leader."

"Oh, so you're not a leader then. For example, if a client wants to buy a building from you, do they have the authority to stop it?"

"Tongtong, go away!" Zheng Wei glared at the saleswoman.

"Go and prepare the contracts for me. Also, give me your bank account number so I can transfer the money immediately. Oh, and one more thing!" Zhou Hong pointed to some green flags on the model. "These, these, these, these are the storefronts like this. Prepare contracts for all the ones that haven't been sold yet. Let me count them. Hmm, there are 15 storefronts and 7 townhouses in total. Go and get the contracts done."

"Are you crazy?!" Zheng Wei turned around and went to call the police, shouting, "Old classmate, don't blame me, you can still take him away."

Zhou Hong pointed to Sister Yu'er's ID card in the saleswoman's hand, "Go and get it done."

It's not out of spite, but really because when I think about it, the quota for the "ancestral home" is really inexhaustible. Not to mention the charity fund, the public fund quota is 640 million US dollars, which is more than 5000 million RMB.

Not to mention the $320 million in back pay for his service during his military service, the total exceeds 2500 million RMB, so he needs to spend it quickly.

Moreover, nowadays, whether it's row houses or storefronts, few people are interested, and they are difficult to sell.

But more than ten years later, not only has the economy flourished, but this place has also become the new economic center of the county, with its value increasing several times over.

A 160-square-meter townhouse now costs over 200,000 yuan, while a shop of about 200 square meters costs less than 500,000 yuan.

Fifteen shops and seven townhouses together cost only 9 million RMB. In ten years, they will be worth seven or eight times that amount. It's good for my parents to settle down and make a living.

"Xiao Hong..." Big Chili walked over, wanting to say something, but everything that was happening in front of her was beyond her comprehension, and she didn't know what to say.

Xiao Bao was equally bewildered. He tried to pull his buddy away, but how could that be? Even if the police came, he would cheer his buddy on; if they got arrested, they would get arrested together.

Besides, it all feels a bit surreal. Xiao Hong used to be a hot-blooded and impulsive person, but he's never acted like this before.

Before the police arrived, the sales manager rushed over.

The saleswoman who came downstairs stood apologetically beside Zhou Hong. She wanted to make a contract for him to try, but the staff on the second floor knew about the conflict downstairs and no one would make one for him.

Manager Zhu was a large, fat man with a face full of scars. He looked coldly at Zhou Hong and then shouted, "Get it done! Get the contract all done! I'd like to see who dares to cause trouble here. If they can't come up with the money, I'll break their leg! I've already told the police, they're not coming!"

He didn't bother to talk to Zhou Hong at all, and instead stood in the hall cursing.

The saleswomen, including Zheng Wei, all fell silent in fear.

Manager Zhu's sinister gaze then fell upon the saleswoman named Tongtong. "You're in charge! You go and draft the contract for him! You're the kind of person who never listens to reason! You'll be responsible for any financial losses that result!"

The saleswoman was pale and her legs were so weak with fear. Zhou Hong stood behind her and smiled, "Go ahead and do it, it's okay."

Turning her head and seeing Zhou Hong's encouraging gaze, the saleswoman seemed to suddenly find courage, turned around and walked upstairs, but in reality, her steps were unsteady and her mind was blank.

The iron gates of the sales office were all pulled down, clearly to prevent Zhou Hong and his group from escaping.

Xiao Bao stood behind Zhou Hong with his fists clenched tightly, his head buzzing. This trouble seemed to be even bigger than the last one.

Inside the sales office, the only noise was from Big Chili insisting that they open the door. Big Chili was a real shrew; she wasn't afraid of the young men coming down from the second floor at all, and she was hurling incredibly nasty insults.

Purchase contracts all have standard templates; all that's needed is to fill in the buyer's name and ID number.

A short while later, the saleswoman came down from the second floor, carrying a stack of contracts, two copies each, totaling more than forty contracts.

"I'll transfer the money first!" Zhou Hong didn't sign the purchase contract. Instead, he picked up the phone and told the receiving account and amount for each contract to his private banking team at Haifa Bank.

The payments arrived in real time. In fact, after several payments arrived, Manager Zhu had already hurriedly gone to the second floor, having been notified by the finance department.

Normally, whether it's receiving payment or explaining the contract in detail to Zhou Hong, he should be taken to the second floor. However, because they thought Zhou Hong was a troublesome mental patient, this step was omitted.

When three payments were still outstanding, Manager Zhu was already standing in front of Zhou Hong, forcing a smile on his chubby face.

After transferring all the money, Zhou Hong hung up his phone, casually took out his cigarette case, and lit a cigarette.

He really doesn't have a smoking habit; he just needs to have something to do right now.

Manager Zhu waited patiently to the side, and even personally took the large ashtray that the saleswoman brought and placed it on the coffee table next to Zhou Hong.

But after Zhou Hong finished his cigarette, he took out his phone and fiddled with it, refusing to touch the pen next to the thick stack of contracts.

Manager Zhu coughed softly, "Um, brother, we need you to sign the purchase contract..."

"You think I'd sign that?" Zhou Hong glanced at him. "Who are you brothers with?!"

"Ah, sir, um..." Manager Zhu carefully chose his words.

"I'll give you two choices. First, apologize to me now until I'm satisfied; second, doesn't your boss need to know what happened today?"

Manager Zhu was stunned, his face immediately filled with anger, but he really didn't dare to lash out. The real money, nine million, had already been deposited into his account in an instant. Was this kind of person someone he could afford to offend?

If the other party doesn't sign the purchase contract, then the money isn't necessarily yours just because it's deposited into your account.

Putting aside any background or connections, if it were a normal legal process, an ordinary person seeking to recover these funds would have their lawsuit supported by the court.

Manager Zhu's phone suddenly rang. After answering it, his expression changed, and he looked at Zhou Hong with disbelief.

Suddenly, he slapped himself hard across the face. "Sir, I was wrong!"

Another slap in the face. "I was wrong!"

Another slap in the face. "I was wrong!"

Zhou Hong's cell phone rang; it was Chen Wanli's number from the city. Zhou Hong answered it.

"Mr. Hong, is this your sales office at May 1st Square?" Chen Wanli said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Hong, for the inconvenience!"

He explained, "I have some shares in it. Today you went door-to-door, something new. My people over there just reported it to me, and I knew it was you... I'm sorry, oh, that pig doesn't know who you are. Don't worry about that! I've disliked that idiot for a long time. He's in charge of sales, and he's always messing around. But he's the big shareholder and the big boss's man, so there's nothing I can do."

"Is he slapping himself in the face? Tell him to stop when you're satisfied. Also, I'll give you a 20% discount on today's sales."

"I wouldn't dare to offer you a banquet as an apology, but if you happen to pass through Dongshan before returning to Donghai and would like me to come over and chat with you for a bit, I'll be there anytime."

"You go about your business, I won't bother you any longer!" Chen Wanli hung up the phone.

Zhou Hong looked at Manager Zhu, whose mouth was already filled with blood and foam. It was clear that even though he was the boss's man, he was terrified of Chen Wanli, the small boss. Not to mention, if the matter really reached the big boss, Manager Zhu would probably be skinned alive.

Moreover, the so-called "big boss" and "small boss" do not mean that the big boss is more influential than Chen Wanli. Rather, it simply means that Chen Wanli has a small stake in the real estate company.

"Okay, let's stop!" Zhou Hong waved his hand.

Manager Zhu was overjoyed. "Yes, yes, sir, I'll redo the contract for you right away, with a 20% discount on everything. Any overcharged amount will be refunded to your account soon."

Zhou Hong nodded, thinking that it seemed he really should meet Chen Wanli.

If you pay in full, the discount for this property is 95%, and for internal employees, it can be reduced even further.

A 20% discount, especially for my own home purchase, saved me almost two million.

Although judging from the sales performance of this property, as a major client, I'm not losing out by such a discount.

Moreover, the current housing market is not booming, and there are many "top-down" housing models available, which offer even steeper discounts.

But no matter what, Chen Wanli gave me a huge favor and his attitude was extremely humble. If I kept putting on airs, it would be a bit unreasonable, especially since Chen Wanli is a very powerful local figure in the city.

Just as he was pondering this, Boss Zhu, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, personally presented the new contract to Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong then signed each document, which was supposed to be a proxy signature, requiring him to leave his own fingerprint and a copy of his ID card.

However, Manager Zhu implied that signing the name of the "homebuyer" would suffice.

It's common nowadays to use someone else's ID to buy a property; if it's a full payment, the "owner" doesn't even need to be present.

If you know someone well, it's fine to sign on their behalf for a relative.

After half an hour.

Manager Zhu carefully placed a stack of signed contracts left by the homebuyers, along with more than twenty freshly printed invoices, on the back seat of Zhou Hong's car.

In fact, the invoice for the payment is issued immediately after the payment is settled. Although the law stipulates that an invoice should be issued at the same time as payment, real estate companies usually delay the process and very few invoices can be issued on the same day.

"Wait a minute..." Just as Zhou Hong was about to get into the driver's seat, he remembered something and went back to the sales office. By this time, the saleswomen's gazes towards him had all changed, each one burning with desire. Zheng Wei, on the other hand, had disappeared somewhere.

"Here, my phone number. I'm setting up a trading company in the city. Call me later if you're interested." Zhou Hong didn't have any cards in his bag, but he did have a checkbook and a pen. He tore off a blank check, wrote down his phone number, and gave it to the saleswoman named Tongtong.

I feel that Manager Zhu has always been hostile towards this young woman, and today she seems to be taking sides. I'm afraid she'll be retaliated against if she leaves.

In particular, the little sister seemed to recognize herself.

At this moment, Manager Zhu shouted loudly, "Anyone who dares to leak information about what happened today will have one of their legs broken! This was instructed by General Manager Chen Wanli of the city!"

He was calling out to Zhou Hong so that Zhou Hong could hear him, and as Zhou Hong walked out, he hurriedly smiled and saw him off again.

They bowed and scraped, watching the black sedan slowly leave the commercial street and merge into the sparse traffic on the main street.