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

After parting ways with Linda, he went to the military bank branch opposite Da Huanxi to find his sister-in-law Liu Wei and took out a loan.

"I'll give you a receipt. I'll give this money directly to your older brother Ping and ask him to help you cancel that student loan. Just focus on your studies and don't have any more contact with them!"

In a coffee shop next to a bank branch, Liu Wei took out paper and pen as she spoke, indicating that she had already planned everything out.

She was wearing a bank teller uniform, a black suit jacket and trousers that hugged her shapely figure, and a name tag was pinned to her high chest. Her long, dark red hair cascaded down her shoulders. The young woman was extremely beautiful, with a capable and efficient demeanor. She looked like a very powerful professional woman, somewhat out of place in her surroundings.

"No need for a receipt, sister-in-law, thank you!" Zhou Hong said earnestly. His sister-in-law was really thoughtful and considerate of his feelings as a student, and she was very protective of him.

Instead of continuing to deal with loan sharks, he asked his elder brother to handle the matter.

"A receipt is a must!" Liu Wei wrote the receipt in both Chinese and the local script, signed it, and then laughed, "Here, a signature has full legal effect, unlike in China where you have to put your fingerprint on it. I don't even have ink here."

"I understand!" Zhou Hong nodded hurriedly, took the receipt, and put it in his handbag. "Thank you, sister-in-law!"

"By the way, have you been in touch with your sister Yu'er? She's been in a bad mood lately; it seems like something happened at home. Do you know what it is?"

Zhou Hong shook his head: "I haven't contacted my family since I came to Hekou. Besides, most people in the village don't know much about Sister Yu'er's family." Sister Yu'er's parents are rather reclusive, unlike my own mother, who would chat with a few women about this and that.

Liu Wei nodded. "Alright, I should go back to work now. Call me if you need anything!" She stood up and her graceful figure tinkled as she walked away.

……

Century Language School is not far from Assumption University. This area is the educational district surrounding Assumption University, and there are many private tutoring schools.

The RSD supermarket near the east gate of Assumption University is not large, and its main customers are students from various schools in the vicinity. The shelves are filled with daily necessities, beverages and snacks, as well as instant noodles from China and Japan.

Zhou Hong stood at a distance and watched, knowing all along that Sister Yu'er worked here.

"What are you looking at?" A clear voice suddenly came from behind.

Huh? Zhou Hong turned his head and saw a tall and beautiful woman in front of him, wearing a red uniform skirt suit, the kind of uniform for supermarket sales clerks. She had a slender figure, white stockings, and beautiful legs, which were very alluring. Her features were three-dimensional, very pretty and stunning, and her skin was as white as milk.

"Sister Yu'er..." Zhou Hongli immediately became a little shy, his face flushed, and he didn't dare to look at her.

Zheng Yu'er chuckled softly, somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect you to still remember me. You've changed a lot!"

Zhou Hong smiled bitterly to himself. How could he not remember you? Which little boy in the village didn't see you as his ideal woman?

When I was little, I was such a snotty kid, I always chased after you.

However, you got into the top high school after junior high, and you buried yourself in your studies every day, so you were rarely seen in the village anymore.

I occasionally see you, but I can only look at your beautiful back. Who would dare to talk to you? We're from two different worlds now.

"Of course I remember, I'm a year younger than you!" Zhou Hong said, barely daring to look at the beautiful girl in front of him.

"Yes, we used to have mud fights when we were little. I was the commander and you were the soldier!" Sister Yu'er said with a smile. "But later, when I grew taller, I would sometimes see you in the village and you would ignore me."

"Ah, no..." Zhou Hong was a little flustered. He felt ashamed of himself and should just run away.

My childhood sweetheart, my ideal love.

Of course, the deep-seated admiration remained. People from two different worlds never imagined they would ever cross paths again.

Although I already knew that Sister Yu'er was here as a government-sponsored exchange student, "Big Brother Ping" would invite both of us to his family gatherings.

But I've never been to a family gathering like that before. I proudly introduce Sister Yu'er, my older brother Ping, and my cousin-in-law Liu Wei to my relatives and friends here.

Not only are these government-sponsored exchange programs, but they are also projects sponsored by the Ministry of Education and the Ministry of Economic Affairs of China, and those selected are all top students from key universities.

Who am I? Am I paying for language classes here, taking out loans to study, and doing all sorts of manual labor and illegal work?

Sister Yu'er says that working at the supermarket is an experience of life, and that she is sensible and humble.

Working for yourself is called "working to survive."

"Xiao Hong, happy birthday! I was going to celebrate your birthday with you, but..." Sister Yu'er's bright face seemed to cloud over, then she waved her head, "How are you now? Are you doing well?"

Zhou Hong nodded, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

"Ah, I have to go now..." Sister Yu'er glanced at the supermarket and said, "Let's talk next time. You'll treat me to dinner. You know my number, right? I'm always the one who texts you first!" She glared at Zhou Hong, then turned and walked quickly toward the supermarket.

Looking at her beautiful back, Zhou Hong was in a daze for a while. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead. He wanted to ask about Sister Yu'er's recent situation, but when he saw her, his mind seemed to be in a mess and he forgot everything!

……

Back in the dorm, Zhou Hong suddenly regretted it. What was this smell? Six grown men crammed into a tiny 50-square-meter apartment—the hygiene was truly worrisome.

I didn't realize it before, but after visiting Villa No. 1, I felt like the world had changed.

What kind of environment is that over there? Paradise.

Here, six people live in an apartment with two bedrooms, and three people live in one bedroom.

The east bedroom is occupied by Zhou Hong, the chubby Wang Lei, and "Glasses" Wang Charlie.

He also jokingly referred to himself as "one king and two kings in one week".

The bedroom has three single beds: two facing the door vertically, and one lying horizontally in front of the window.

At the only desk, "Glasses" Wang Charlie is listening to a Walkman to learn local vocabulary.

Big Fatty Wang Lei was lying on his bed, typing on his laptop, playing Counter-Strike on his local Battle.net.

"Xiao Hong, want to play for a while?" Big Fatty took off his headphones when he saw Zhou Hong come in.

Zhou Hong is the only one among the six roommates who doesn't have a computer at home.

The fact that Chinese students are currently studying language classes in Singapore is undoubtedly a last resort. Going to Europe and America is too expensive, and compared to domestic income, Japan and South Korea are not cheap either. "Returnees" are also in high demand. Therefore, some Singaporean agencies have found another shortcut, attracting Chinese students with lower tuition and fees.

These are the lowest-cost "sea turtles" (returning overseas students), but even so, these roommates all come from families with some money.

You won't find another student like Zhou Hong who dared to take out a loan to go to school even though his family couldn't afford the tuition.

"No need, thank you!" Zhou Hong smiled at the fat man, feeling a warmth in his heart. Although the environment wasn't great, the student dormitory felt like his real home, a haven where he could truly relax and rest.

"By the way, Zhou Hong, are you and Liu Ying still dating?" Wang Chali suddenly turned around and asked.

"We've never really been in a romantic relationship!" Zhou Hong said helplessly.

Wang Charlie shook his head: "Then why hasn't he won over Bin Baiwan yet?"

"Keep her hanging," Zhou Hong muttered to himself, a common tactic of green tea bitches.

"You haven't been to class these past two days, so you probably don't know yet, right? Our tuition has gone up by 5 yuan, to 25 baht," said the fat man.

"Huh? This comes with a price increase?" Zhou Hong was taken aback.

"Who says otherwise? They said the professional degree they prepared for us before wasn't recognized by the Ministry of Education, so they arranged a professional upgrade for us, and we have to pay the tuition within two weeks!" The fat man gritted his teeth. "Damn it, I feel like this is a shady agency, a shady school!"

Zhou Hong nodded: "That's quite possible."

After glancing at Zhou Hong, the fat man hesitated for a moment, "Little Hong, are you going to continue?"

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "Let's see." He then closed his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, the fat man gritted his teeth and continued, "Xiao Hong, why don't you think of a way to get your tuition back and stop going to school? I feel this school is really poor and unreliable. However, if you're stubborn and still want to continue studying, I can try to lend you some money. No more than that, but I estimate I can get 20,000 or 30,000 from my family."

Zhou Hong was taken aback. This Fatty Wang was a true friend. Indeed, the school was so unreliable, but their family was still doing alright. Even if it turned out to be a fraudulent black market agency, although they would suffer heavy losses, it wouldn't be so devastating that they would be unable to make a living afterward.

But I can't do that. If I were really scammed, I'm afraid I would jump off a building.

Of course, this refers to my previous situation.

He was not afraid of hurting himself, but he still wanted to say these words to himself.

"I understand. I'll think about it later." Zhou Hong didn't open his eyes.

Big Fatty stopped talking and sighed softly, "It was better when we were kids, there weren't so many worries."