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

A black seven-seater van was parked quietly beside a lotus pond, where the lotus leaves exuded fragrance and a gentle breeze was blowing.

This is the famous Lotus Garden in Dongshan City, where all the villas are truly detached and have their own courtyards.

This luxurious villa area, located on the shore of Nanhu Lake, boasts extremely beautiful scenery. If it weren't for the current relaxed policies, it would never have been developed into a villa community.

Especially the five villas closest to the north side of South Lake, each occupying more than ten acres and each forming its own independent unit.

The five villas were designed by Vincent White, a famous Italian designer specially invited by the real estate company, and were fully furnished.

The black van is currently parked in front of the garage, which is home to "Liuyun Shuixie," one of the five villas.

It is named so because it really resembles a dazzling waterside pavilion on the shore of a blue lake.

This four-story villa features extensive use of floor-to-ceiling windows, offering unobstructed views of the surrounding azure lake.

Similarly, from the outside, one can easily see most of the interior. The layout and decoration are exquisitely designed and luxurious, with a milky white base tone, which is indeed the style of those luxury homes on the Italian coast.

In his luxurious fourth-floor bedroom, Zhou Hong stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, admiring the beautiful view of the lake.

As the sun set, the lake shimmered with light, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Behind her on the large bed, nestled in a snow-white velvet quilt, lay a sleeping beauty, her innocence and allure perfectly intertwined. She seemed a little warm, and slowly stretched out a snow-white jade arm, as if she were talking in her sleep.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes. Zhou Hong walked over and smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed. She immediately gritted her teeth, "You, you almost killed me..." Then she let out a soft moan, wrapped her snow-white arms around Zhou Hong's waist, and rested her pure goddess face on Zhou Hong's lap, completely ignoring the glimpse of spring revealed by the slipping velvet blanket. Zhou Hong couldn't help but reach out...

"No..." She quickly shrank back under the covers, but soon began kicking and pounding her arms and legs wildly on the bed. "Ahhh, what am I going to do? I can't live without you!"

"You, you're a monster! I've never experienced anything like this before. Ahh, it felt like my bones were completely melting, that intense itching that suddenly made me feel numb... And it wasn't just once. Later, I felt like my fingers and toes were broken, and my nails were melting..."

She looked up at the dazzling chandelier above her, murmuring absentmindedly.

"You shouldn't be discussing these kinds of experiences with me..." Zhou Hong said with amusement.

"I don't care, you have to support me for life!" Zhong Tier leaned closer again, resting her pretty face on Zhou Hong's lap.

Zhou Hong gently stroked her long, disheveled hair, which was messy from being soaked with sweat. "Of course I'm willing."

"Tch, wait until I'm old and faded..." Chung Ti-er's words suddenly stopped.

Zhou Hong's hand movements also paused. The person who said this subconsciously wanted it to last.

This doesn't quite match the actual relationship between the two.

"Don't be scared, we won't hold you accountable!" Zhong Tier glared at Zhou Hong, but there was also a hint of disappointment on her pretty face.

"No, I really don't mind if you're my lover for life!" Zhou Hong smiled. He was surprised just now because he didn't expect someone like Zhong Tier to say such a thing.

"Dream on!" Chung Ti-er pouted, then her stomach suddenly growled.

"The kitchen has made porridge with black truffles that someone just gave me. Is there anything else you'd like to eat?"

Chung Ti-er looked out the window and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Is it almost evening?"

"Yes, you've been unconscious the whole time. It's not easy to get things done in the county town. I can't just carry you to a hotel room. I was worried you'd be uncomfortable lying in the car, so I asked around here if there were any villas that offered good privacy and were ready to move in. And here it is. It's not bad. I'll have the agreement signed tomorrow."

Tomorrow, the registration of Sante Investment (Dongshan) will be completed. This villa will be registered under the company's name, and I will hold 100% control of it, so it doesn't matter.

San Tai Investment (Dongshan) is simply consuming the welfare funds allocated to the "ancestral home" area.

After discovering that the "ancestral home" had been activated, personnel were transferred from the East China Sea.

In fact, Donghai Taishun Trading can now be considered Hongye Trading (Donghai), and it is undergoing a fresh blood transfusion, only the company name is about to be changed.

"Why are you so strong..." Lying on Zhou Hong's lap, Zhong Ti vaguely recalled last night, when the monster stood there, manipulating and waving her around, giving her a feeling of flying through the clouds.

Zhou Hong chuckled and pinched her innocent, pretty face. "You're alright today..."

"MY GOD!" Chung Ti-er hugged Zhou Hong's leg tightly. "I want to be with you for life! All the men I've ever been with combined aren't as good as the hair on your feet..."

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Dongshan is generally a third-tier city. In terms of urban construction, there are very few high-rise buildings. However, it is rich in mineral resources and has a developed heavy industry. There are countless coal bosses and iron bosses, and nouveau riche are everywhere. In recent years, private clubs that ordinary people may have heard of but never seen have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

The small courtyard house where Zhou Hong is currently located is just like this, nestled at the foot of the mountain behind Qingshan Park, extremely elegant and tranquil.

Inside the antique-style private room, Zhou Hong met Chen Wanli, a short, refined-looking man with glasses. Anyone who had only heard of his past fame but never met him would surely be astonished upon seeing him in person.

Chen Wanli is a very cautious person. Today, he didn't invite anyone else. Besides Zhou Hong, there were only two people from Donghai at the table: a middle-aged lawyer, Wang Dingbang, who had just been recruited by "Taishun Trading" and was now transferred to Jiangbei. Whether he was happy or not, the annual salary was what it was, so he could only obey the company's assignment; and a certified public accountant, Chen Ling, a very capable and efficient middle-aged woman, a returnee from a prestigious American university, a feminist, and always talking about equality. In fact, people like this are generally quite capable, and Zhou Hong naturally wouldn't care about anything else.

Sante Investment (Dongshan) will use the two of them as the backbone of the professional team, and recruit local staff to expand the team.

The dishes on the table were all exquisite, but they all had a somewhat extravagant feel to them, with rare and exotic ingredients and lavish cooking methods.

The local Bohai Bay crabs are extremely famous because the high latitude and cold climate of the Bohai Bay slow down the crabs' growth, and the high salinity of the bay makes their crab meat especially tender and delicious.

These are further divided into "Rhubarb," "Second Yellow," "Third Yellow," and small kala-rhizome, etc.

The so-called "big yellow" refers to the finest crabs, each weighing over a pound. These top-quality crabs are collected as soon as they arrive at sea and supplied to large hotels in Beijing and Tianjin. Even people living near the coast can't find them.

The "big rhubarb" in front of Zhou Hong and the others was truly the best of the best, probably weighing two pounds.

Gulf crabs are best eaten steamed, and there are various dipping sauces available, making them suitable for those who enjoy strong flavors.

Zhou Hong doesn't like to dip his food in sauces; he prefers the original flavor to be the freshest and most delicious.

"Mr. Hong... this watch of yours..." Chen Wanli had been holding back for a while, after all, it was all polite talk at first, but now, he couldn't hold back any longer and stared at the watch on Zhou Hong's wrist that looked like a dark, deep black hole.

Chen Wanli was a watch enthusiast, but he didn't initially like watches. Instead, he wanted to wash away the dirt on his body and become a well-dressed gentleman.

But once he got into the business, he gradually became fascinated and his family collected several luxury watches worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Zhou Hong smiled at him: "Yes, it's Tianyue Tuo. It seems Mr. Chen is a player!"

"Ah, really? I don't deserve to be called a player!" Chen Wanli said with a wry smile. "I've seen it in magazines, but the dial is different from yours."

"These small details can be slightly adjusted according to your preferences when making a reservation. I prefer a dark dial."

"You, the King of Watches, I heard Patek Philippe only releases two watches a year? And you need to be qualified to pre-order?"

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "Since there aren't many orders, the eligibility requirements for customers who reserve this watch are relatively flexible."

"I saw the pre-order price on the official website in China, 1900 million RMB?" Chen Wanli said with a wry smile, "That's almost all of my wealth."

If ZhenFund takes out a bank loan, its assets might become negative.

Zhou Hong nodded: "The situation varies from country to country. The price I set in Elephant Country was about 170 million US dollars."

"Wearing nearly twenty million on your wrist..." Chen Wanli's eyes were full of envy.

Wang Dingbang and Chen Ling were startled and exchanged a glance.

They had never met this young boss before; during the job interview and other interviews, the person they met was General Manager Du.

Later, I met one of the boss's confidants, a beautiful Japanese lawyer.

While working at the company, I vaguely heard that the big boss was very young, a super second-generation heir, not even twenty years old, yet he controlled a family branch business with hundreds of millions of dollars in assets.

When I first saw the big boss today, I felt like my worldview had been shattered.

He's even more handsome than the pretty boys in movies and TV shows? This is a big boss? What kind of wealthy boss is this?

Only now do we truly realize what it means for the big boss to control hundreds of millions of dollars.

A watch on his wrist worth over ten or twenty million? It's practically like wearing a luxurious estate of tens of acres in Donghai as he walks around...

The implications of this are chilling to even think about.

At that moment, the antique-style lattice door was gently knocked open, and Jinshazai brought in a bottle of red wine.

"Chen Ling, have some of this. It's a perfect match with our local rhubarb!"

The liquor Chen Wanli prepared was "Wuliangye". Nowadays, both high-proof Wuliangye and Moutai are around 300 yuan, with Wuliangye usually being 10-30 yuan more expensive.

Although Wang Dingbang drank more yellow wine when he was in Donghai, he reluctantly accompanied him this time. However, Chen Ling was very frank and said that she was not used to drinking domestic white wine.

Zhou Hong then told Jin Shazai to get the wine from the car.

"What is this red wine?" Chen Wanli took it first and examined the bottle.

"This is a 90 Romanée-Conti. It costs two or three hundred thousand yuan a bottle in China, but the quantity is very small, and most people don't know about it." Zhou Hong didn't shy away from admitting that everyone at the table would be curious about the price.

"Yes, I've never seen this before. It's much more expensive than the 82 Lafite! I've had the 82 Lafite once." Chen Wanli was completely shocked.

Seeing that he was genuinely seeking advice, Zhou Hong nodded: "Romanée-Conti has a very limited annual production, while Lafite has a high production volume and is frequently used in Hong Kong films and television dramas, making it very famous among ordinary people."

"Then, what does 'second label wine' mean? And what about 'left bank' and 'right bank'?" Chen Wanli asked again.

"Now, the most famous wineries, besides Burgundy with its limited production, are mainly in the Bordeaux wine region of France, which is further divided into the Left Bank and the Right Bank..." He glanced at Chen Wanli, "There's a river over there, and the soil on both sides of the river is different, so different grape varieties have been cultivated to suit the local conditions. As a result, the wineries' wines each have their own unique characteristics. Generally speaking, the big wineries will produce multiple wines, including the flagship wine. For example, when people talk about '82 Lafite, it's actually Château Lafite Rothschild made from grapes from '82, which is the flagship wine. At the same time, many wineries will also produce second labels, which are priced lower and made from grapes fermented in less recent years. These grapes are the ones that were left over from the flagship wines."

"Oh, I see. I understand now that you've explained it to me. Some bastards just like to make things complicated, and the more they talk, the less I understand what's going on."

Zhou Hong added with a smile, "A few wineries will also produce third-brand wines, which are cheaper than their second-brand wines. It's actually the same principle as domestic baijiu, which are sub-brands with high sales volume."

Chen Wanli nodded repeatedly, feeling as if he had entered another world where he could learn a lot of knowledge that he did not know before.

In fact, his subordinates sometimes talk about these things, but he himself would not participate in such topics, lest he appear ignorant.

But consulting this noble young master is a different story. I feel that I have learned a lot. He is also an authority. My subordinates are just a bunch of bumpkins who rely on all sorts of hearsay. If I really listen to what they say, I am afraid I will embarrass myself.

"Mr. Hong, is this bottle of red wine worth over 200,000?" Chen Ling asked quickly, seizing the opportunity as the conversation between the two had come to an end.

Zhou Hong laughed and said, "It's alright, drink up. Wine is meant to be drunk."

These kinds of wines are only a drop in the ocean for the wealthy, but they are very rare. Once a bottle is drunk, there are fewer left. They are usually used for banquets for important guests.

I've never even heard of opening a bottle just for one subordinate.

Moreover, this subordinate had not yet achieved any merit and had just been hired.

Therefore, Chen Ling was truly flattered at this moment.

Zhou Hong turned to Chen Wanli: "Mr. Chen, to be honest, my company is located in my hometown, and it's a way to give back to the local people. The first investment is 5000 million yuan for road construction, mainly in the countryside. My goal is to achieve road access to every village in the city within three or four years. Do you think we'll encounter any obstacles?"

Zhou Hong had already planned it out. Putting aside the public funds in the ancestral home area, he would use them at the last minute. The charity fund was $3.2 million plus $6.4 million, which was about 80 million RMB. He would use 50 million RMB to do things in the name of the company, and use the rest to help some poor families.

Upon hearing Zhou Hong's words, not only Chen Wanli, but also Wang Dingbang and Chen Ling were stunned. It was the first time they had realized that the boss's subsidiary was actually intended to give back to their hometown.

The first sum of money was 5000 million, and there's clearly a lot more to come... It's really...

But then you think about how the big boss owns a watch worth 2000 million, and it doesn't seem like much anymore.

Thinking about it, I feel helpless. I only had a short meeting with the boss for less than half an hour, and it seems like money doesn't even matter anymore. It's a completely different feeling from half an hour ago.

"There will always be obstacles in doing anything, especially if you want to do things in the north," Chen Wanli pondered. "Actually, what you're going to do will definitely require official support, preferably cooperation with official institutions. You're essentially giving local officials a political achievement, aren't you?"

He added, "Let me think of a way to connect you with someone."

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "I'll pass. Once the CEO of this company is confirmed, I'll let him handle it."

"That's right, that's right!" Chen Wanli suddenly remembered the man's identity. He was doing charity work and wasn't there to make money. Why would he lower himself to attend a banquet hosted by a local official?

"Get me a couple of these big crabs later, so my friend can have a taste. I can't wait until she goes back and can't think of anything good to have here," Zhou Hong changed the subject.

Chen Wanli's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with a forced smile, "Is your friend from Hong Kong?"

Since confirming that this little darling had arrived in Dongning, Chen Wanli has been paying close attention to any news from Dongning County.

I heard there's a rumor going around that Hong Kong superstar Ti-Er Chung was spotted in Dongning.

To be honest, Chen Wanli would never have brought this up unless it was specifically about this topic, but he couldn't help but ask at this moment.

Zhou Hong smiled at him: "Yes, Brother Chen, you're really well-informed."

Chen Wanli sighed inwardly. He also enjoyed watching Hong Kong entertainment films and television dramas, and she was his supreme goddess.

All I can say is that Mr. Hong is truly from high society, while the goddesses in the eyes of us lowly guys are just his scrotums. This is absolutely true and full of substance!

He was also thinking about the matter he was currently handling for an old flame in Dongning. Should he take the opportunity to go to Dongning more often and get to know Chairman Hong better?

He then shook his head, dismissing the idea. Haste makes waste, and trying to be clever can backfire.