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

The next morning, at the Silver Cotton Ferry Terminal, Officer Anu looked enviously at the black SUV that had just disembarked.

"This must be a G-Class!" Officer Anu's eyes were filled with fervor. At his age, and as a police officer, how could he not love this off-road marvel?

Unfortunately, although he was well-off, it was only within the local area. Let alone buying a legendary off-road vehicle like the G-Class, he couldn't even afford an ordinary private car. The import duties were too high, and as a policeman, he couldn't just settle for an illegally imported second-hand car.

He used to have a green Jeep from the bureau to drive, but as his superiors lost power, the Jeep was taken back by the bureau, and he was assigned to this trivial and unproductive job, becoming a babysitter for the elephants, which is really frustrating.

"You open it!" Zhou Hong tossed him the keys.

"Really?!" Officer Anu's eyes lit up.

Zhou Hong's phone rang, and while answering the call, he gestured for him to turn it on.

Officer Anu didn't hesitate any longer. He opened the car door like a pilgrim, looking at the spacious driver's seat with eager anticipation, but carefully and slowly got in, as if he were worshipping the most sacred Buddhist temple.

"We got a complaint from the team leader on the very first day!" Zhou Hong heard his "teacher's" cheerful voice coming through the phone.

Zhou Hong coughed and said, "We still need to work things out."

"It's good if things can be handled well." The "teacher" didn't say much, just told him that there had been a complaint.

Zhou Hong understood that the chief executive wouldn't transfer him back just because he was the subject of a complaint. Replacing someone after only a day or two would be a slap in the face to the chief executive.

But if the matter cannot be resolved quickly, the chief may have no choice but to execute Ma Su with tears in his eyes.

"Anu, is it possible to register a private equity charitable foundation in the Golden Triangle Special Economic Zone?" Zhou Hong suddenly asked.

The special economic zone is currently under preparation, but the laws and regulations in this area are indeed much more lenient than those in Laos.

For example, casinos, which are strictly prohibited by Lao laws, are thriving in Siamese Temple.

"I don't know anything about this!" Anu was focused on controlling the luxury SUV, then glanced at Zhou Hong, "I'll ask around for you." Someone is driving you around as a gesture of goodwill, so you should reciprocate.

Zhou Hong smiled and said, "It's like this. My family likes to do charity work. Since I'm here, my family is preparing to send over one million US dollars to help the poor villagers in this area as much as they can."

"Screech!" The SUV screeched to a halt. Anu turned to Zhou Hong: "You mean, one million US dollars, to be transferred to the Special Economic Zone? Not in the form of supplies or something?"

"Yes, a million US dollars in foreign exchange will be transferred in." Zhou Hong nodded and added, "Actually, if things go smoothly, it should be a long-term subsidy, with about a million US dollars in cash and several million US dollars in supplies being transferred in every year."

"Really?" Anu, being young, spoke frankly.

Zhou Hong laughed and said, "How about this? I have tens of thousands of US dollars on me. Let's buy some supplies and see if we can set up a free food distribution point in town to provide free food for people over sixty. I just don't know what name to use or what approval procedures are needed."

Officer Anu's expression changed drastically. Suddenly, he said, "Wait for me, I'm going to make a phone call!" He opened the car door, got out, and ran towards a public phone booth.

A black G-Wagon was parked in the center of the town in such an exaggerated manner.

Zhou Hong shook his head helplessly. However, there were not many vehicles in the town, and even three-wheeled vehicles were extremely rare on the streets.

Compared to Tachileik, the Silver Cotton Trees still attract far fewer tourists.

……

Vientiane Restaurant is actually just a small restaurant in Silver Cotton Town. Nowadays, Lao people still like to use impressive place names or knock-off names of famous similar shops as their restaurant names. This is the case even at the White Swan Hotel in Huixi, let alone in the small town of Silver Cotton.

Ong Kan, the owner of Vientiane Restaurant, is a hunched-over, dark-skinned old man who is actually only in his early fifties.

At this moment, he was staring in shock at the thin stack of US dollars that Zhou Hong had taken out—ten green bills, $1000.

Zhou Hong mentioned that he invited people over 60 years old to come here for dinner every day for free, and Zhou Hong would subsidize that portion of the cost.

As for the type of rice, sticky rice with sauce is fine.

Sticky rice with sauce is the most common and filling meal in the nearby villages. Of course, there are many different kinds of sauces, and the difference between rich and poor families is like heaven and earth.

"As for the sauce, regular eggplant sauce will do. It should be filling, but not better than eating at a restaurant, right?"

Zhou Hong paused for a moment and then said, "Let's see how it goes for a month first, and see how the number of elderly people coming to eat stays at a certain level before we talk about the follow-up. I feel that steaming a large amount of glutinous rice and making a large batch of sauce shouldn't require much additional labor, right? In short, you're the one who deals with me; you can set the price based on what you think is appropriate."

"Okay, okay, I understand, thank you sir, thank you sir!" Weng Kan replied repeatedly.

As they were talking, the glass door of the small restaurant was pulled open, and Ongkan quickly stuffed the $1000 into his pocket.

Despite this, Anu, who rushed in, still saw it. When Ongkan saw that it was a policeman in a peaked cap who came in, his expression changed even more.

Locally, spending Thai baht is normal, while US dollars are a rare and highly sought-after hard currency.

However, if law enforcement officers are serious, they can confiscate your foreign currency if you use it.

"You're alright, nothing's wrong!" Anu glared at the old man.

Weng Kan finally breathed a sigh of relief, grinned obsequiously, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Zhou Hong took out the stack of US dollars again and waved his hand, saying, "Keep it; it was originally intended as a deposit for you."

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" Weng Kan was overjoyed and thanked him profusely. He then hurriedly went to the back room and carefully stored away the huge sum of money.

Even at restaurant retail prices, 1 kilogram of sticky rice costs only 1500 Lao Kip, which is about 15 US cents. 1000 US dollars can buy 6667 kilograms of sticky rice...

The kind of cheap sauce that's mass-produced.

This $1000 is enough to feed 100 elderly people for two or three months.

Zhou Hong glanced at Officer Anu: "Anu, I'm thinking, delivering sticky rice here won't get us many out in a short time. How about I bring in some supplies and we choose a poorer village to deliver them to? Do we need to get approval from somewhere for this?"

They didn't even ask Anu how her report to the leader went. It seems that Anu not only didn't get any credit, but was probably scolded instead.

Which leader is naive? Do you think someone would just do a good deed for no reason, without any ulterior motive? Who would believe that?

I wouldn't just jump in without thinking; I might end up getting myself into trouble.

Hearing Zhou Hong's words, Anu's eyes lit up: "Prosecutor Hong, how about sponsoring our village? My dad is the village chief, as long as he agrees, it's fine!" He added, "Every village in the countryside is poor, so why not give it to our village?"

"Okay, then tell your father to send someone to the ferry to pick up the goods tomorrow. I'll have them prepare $5 worth of grain and cooking oil to send over."

"Really for our village?!" Anu said casually, but to his surprise, the prosecutor he had just met agreed immediately, as if it were a trivial matter.

Zhou Hong picked up his phone and dialed Fu Niang's number.

Zhou Hong was very satisfied with Fu Niang's performance in the finance department of Hongye Trading (Xiangguo).

He and Attorney Xie are currently together and have arrived in Huixi to prepare for opening the office of the Peace and Love Foundation.

She is from Laos, so she will be more comfortable working in her hometown.

"$5..."

Upon hearing that Zhou Hongzhen was actually ordering his men to procure $5 worth of supplies, Anu was dumbfounded. He really was going to do it? 5 million kip (Laos kip)? How much supplies would that buy?