Since Charlie had agreed to attend the class reunion, Claire reminded him, “We have to prepare some gifts for the opening of Douglas’s restaurant, we can’t go empty-handed.”Charlie nodded. “Alright, I’ll go and buy a gift from him tomorrow morning.”“Great,” Claire said, “I have to go to the Emgrand Group office tomorrow morning.”Loreen said in surprise, “Is that so? Then stop by my office when you’re done, I can carpool to Douglas’s restaurant with you at noon.”Claire smiled coyly, “Well, you can throw your wishful thinking out the window! I don’t have a car. I usually take the taxi or bus, and sometimes Charlie will fetch me with his scooter.”“What?” Loreen blurted, exasperated. “Young lady, you’re a director of a company now, why don’t you buy a car for yourself?”“I’ve just started working and haven’t made any money yet. My salary is usually used for our expenses and I have to give my mom an allowance. I’m only left with a thousand dollars or so at the end of the month an
A lot of women were envious and curious after hearing the news.Everyone was wondering who was so lucky to have a man spend millions of dollars in one night to charter the whole Sky Garden and confess his love to her!Many people were looking forward to the day to come so that they could go and have a look for themselves!In order to keep his identity secret, Charlie ordered Isaac to make a special transformation to the Sky Garden on the day of the event. At the same time, he anticipated the arrival of the day!He wanted to give Claire a once-in-a-lifetime grand wedding on their wedding anniversary!***Charlie went to the 4s shop early the next morning.He had a bank card with a balance of ten billion dollars that he hadn’t used much of yet. This time, he wanted to spend it on a luxury car for Claire that was classy and presentable.He intended to buy her a Rolls-Royce right away, but on second thought, he was worried that Claire would not accept it. First, it would not be e
Charlie plastered a sarcastic smile on his face and asked, “How much commission do you make on this car?”The person snarled, “Ten thousand dollars!”Charlie nodded as a sign of acknowledgment. “Okay, very well, you’ve just lost ten thousand dollars.”He then turned and went out. Coincidentally, he bumped into the manager of the shop with a name tag on his suit that read Arthur Walsh.He asked the man directly, “Are you in charge of this shop?”“Yes, I am.” Arthur nodded. “May I help you?”Charlie pointed to the rude sales executive and said, “You’d better fire that person now. He is a rotten apple that will do no good to your business here.”The person quickly dashed forward and said, “Mr. Walsh, don’t listen to his nonsense, he is crazy! He is just a poor bugger who comes to use our WiFi and air conditioning!”Charlie smiled coyly. “A poor bugger, you say? Just wait and see.”He immediately went out of the door and walked into the BMW showroom next door.As soon as he walke
He thought about what he could do until an amazing idea suddenly struck his mind!He drove to the nearby car repair workshop, then spent twenty bucks to replace the BMW 760 logo with a 520.The main differences between these models were their engines and interior layouts. The exterior of a BMW 5 series looked very similar to the 7 Series that it was quite difficult to distinguish between them other than through the rear tail label.The 520 was the lowest spec model in the 5 Series—with an average engine and average technology, it was an all-round average car.On the other hand, the 760 was the highest spec model in the 7 Series with a top-notch engine, awesome maneuver control. It was a very powerful car.Charlie grinned triumphantly as he drove the 760 with the 520 logo at its back. Claire didn’t know much about cars and wasn’t enthusiastic about them. She would buy it without a doubt if he told her this was a BMW 520.The owner of the workshop smacked his lips in amusement as h
Douglas’s restaurant was located at a new redevelopment zone of Aurous Hill. It was quite a distance from the city and was sparsely populated. Charlie felt a little peculiar as to why Douglas chose to open a restaurant here.Claire told him that several large manufacturing companies would set up their companies and factories in the redevelopment zone including multinational companies like Foxconn, so the area would prosper and flourish in no time.In other words, it was quite a wise and clever choice for Douglas to open a restaurant here now.Douglas’s restaurant, named The Charm, was at the corner of a wide new street. From the exterior, it looked quite big, occupying two floors. The name of the restaurant suggested an artistic conception.When Charlie drove the car to the door of the restaurant, there was already a row of cars parked near the entrance and several people were standing in front of a golden BMW, smoking and chatting.Charlie recognized them. They were his classmate
Claire and Loreen greeted everyone warmly. Clinton gritted his teeth in great dismay as he looked at Claire, who was getting more radiant and beautiful.When they were in college, he desperately tried to win her heart, but she simply ignored him.However, she chose to marry a deadbeat loser who mooched off her.D*mn it, why?!God must have been blind!He squinted his eyes in agitation and sneered. “Hey, Charlie, you seem to live a good life after marrying Claire! You can even drive a BMW now! Did Claire buy it for you? You really are the role model of a toyboy!”Claire was annoyed by his remark while Loreen quickly said, “Clinton, you’re wrong, it’s not Claire who bought the car but Charlie who had bought it himself!”“Wow!” Clinton twitched his lips. “Awesome, you can even afford a BMW 5 Series now!”Then, he said in a provocative tone, “Hey, the streets are very quiet here and also very straight and wide, how about we have a race down the street to see who can drive faster?”
Clinton couldn’t hold back his thrill when he heard the term of their bet.His car was the 540 model while Charlie’s was the 520. The loser could not possibly win even if he tried. He was impressed by Charlie’s audacity to make such a big bet with him!His car would be a total waste when the three-meter fireworks were ignited in his car. Everything—the interior, seats, and dashboard—would be ruined in an instant.Charlie was digging his own grave, so he might as well give him a good push!Clinton nodded without hesitation and shouted, “Guys, you’ll be our witnesses! We’ll race to see whose car is faster. Whoever loses, put the fireworks inside his car and ignite it!”Then, he added, “If anyone dares to violate the bet, his whole family will die!”The guys standing at the side of the road cheered loudly. The rest of the classmates who were inside the restaurant rushed out after hearing what was going on. About twenty to thirty people gathered around the door, waiting for the rac
Charlie’s 520 had a mere 184-horsepower engine while his 540 had 340 horsepower. His car should be much faster and powerful than Charlie’s! How could he overtake him so easily?!Similarly, the people watching the race were dumbfounded!No one would have thought that Charlie, whom they assumed was bound to lose, would overtake Clinton in a swift motion like an arrow released from the bow! In fact, Charlie’s car sped off and left Clinton far behind instantly!Clinton wasn’t even halfway through the race and Charlie had already turned around at the intersection at the end of the road!When Clinton reached the intersection, Charlie had already driven the car back to the starting line!Charlie had won!A landslide victory at that!After turning around at the intersection, Clinton saw Charlie already at the finish line and he almost fainted!What was going on!What the h*ck was going on!Since when could the BMW 520 surpass the 540 so much?No, it couldn’t be! That b*stard must ha
Julien was completely overwhelmed at this moment, but Harrison, having already heard Helena speak highly of Julien, felt a mix of gratitude and guilt toward him. He didn't suspect that Julien harbored any rebellious thoughts. Seeing Julien looking completely devastated, Harrison thought Julien was simply too emotional. He quickly stepped forward, gave him a hug, and patted his shoulder, beaming, "My good son, thank you! Thank you for everything you've done for me!" Julien, being hugged by Harrison, leaned on Harrison's shoulder and looked at Helena with red eyes, his eyes full of doubt. With a faint smile, Helena said, "Mr. Rothschild, I'll take my leave now so as not to interrupt your sweet moment with your son. I have some other business to tend to." "Come on, Julien. See Her Majesty off!" Harrison instantly urged. Julien thought, 'Oh, great! I was just looking for an opportunity to ask her what's going on!' Hence, he quickly replied, "Okay, Dad! I'll see Her Majesty off.
'Even if he actively participated in the best rehabilitation in the world, he would only be able to recover slightly better than he is now. It would be God's blessing if he could recover to the point where he could walk with crutches!' As he thought of this, Julien turned his head to look at the attending physician, his face full of confusion and bewilderment. In fact, the attending physician was even more baffled. He felt as if his whole brain and spine had been fried at the same time. He felt as if all his years of medical training had been for nothing. In his whole career, over half a lifetime in medicine, he had never seen someone just recover from a stroke and immediately get up and walk around effortlessly. More importantly, Harrison was now politely chatting with the queen, gesturing animatedly, speaking fluently, and looking full of energy—more lively than even he was! All the doctor could do was nudge his glasses, astonished, confused, yet delighted, exclaiming
After confirming the receipt of 20 billion dollars, Helena smiled at Harrison and said, "I've received the money, Mr. Rothschild. Thank you for your generous payment. It's been a pleasure working with you. I'll be returning to Northern Europe in a couple of days, and I hope your AI team will arrive there at the same time." "Of course, Your Majesty!" Harrison immediately responded. "I'll have them prepare right away and head over as soon as possible to take care of the preliminary planning and arrangements." While Helena was successfully selling the Healing Pill for 60 billion dollars plus a set of AI models, Julien, who was 20 meters away from the door, and Royce, who had just arrived, anxiously watched the time. In his view, the meeting between Harrison and Helena was taking a bit too long. It wasn't that he had any objection to their meeting. He was just worried it might delay the upcoming family meeting. After all, the meeting was set to start promptly at ten, and that mome
Helena waved her hand dismissively. "You don't have to. As you mentioned, procuring the hardware for the AI models comes with its own costs. I'd rather take a loss myself than let you suffer. After all, you're already of such an age, and having had a stroke once before. If you end up losing something and it affects your mood, leading to a relapse, wouldn't that make me the bad guy?" "No, no, no!" Harrison, ignoring the subtle mockery, hurried over to Helena with great urgency and reassured, almost desperately, "Buying the hardware for Your Majesty is something we should do. Please accept it." As he said it, he lamented with regret, "Your Highness, I'm old, and my mindset is molded in the conservative mode because of decades of experience, and bargaining is one of them. Nevertheless, please rest assured that we will never again bargain when doing business with you." After experiencing the powerful effect of the Healing Pill, Harrison keenly realized that the pill must be a life-sa
Harrison immediately caught the implication in her words and, with a smile, said, "Your Majesty, you are truly a brilliant negotiator. I've never seen someone so young yet able to control the pace of negotiations so skillfully! With you at the helm, the Nordic royal family is sure to soar to new heights!" Helena smiled and said, "You think too highly of me. I can control the rhythm well because I have a good mentor." "I wonder who your mentor is?" Harrison asked curiously. "I would like to meet him if there is a chance." Helena said lightly, "My mentor prefers to act with a low profile and isn't fond of the vanity that comes with fame, but I believe that you will have the opportunity to meet him in the future." "That would be wonderful!" Harrison replied with a beam. Helena then said, "It's getting late. I'll take my leave now." Harrison nodded. As he saw Helena turn to leave, he remembered something and hurriedly called after her, "Hold on, Your Majesty!" "Yes, Mr. Roths
Seeing Harrison with his head down in deep thought, Helena knew he definitely wouldn't follow the original plan to pass the position of family head to Julien. Sure enough, Harrison lifted his head with a chuckle and said, "Your Majesty, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to New York and attend my family meeting to establish the heir. Your presence truly brings us great honor!" Feigning a surprised expression, Helena asked, "Aren't we going to announce Julien's succession today? Why have you changed your mind?" Harrison waved her off and, with a slightly embarrassed smile, said, "Plans can't keep up with changes, and changes always outpace plans. Until this morning, I never imagined I could regain my health. Don't you think so?" Helena smiled slightly. "Your recovery is partly due to Julien's devotion, which seems to have touched God himself." Despite what she said, she couldn't help mumbling under her breath, "Harrison really did change his mind,
The wealth of the Rothschild family had long been beyond the estimation or calculation of outsiders. Over the years, they had made both visible and hidden investments in countless fields. All offshore companies registered in the Cayman Islands and the British Virgin Islands, as long as they remained unlisted, were not required to disclose shareholder information. Among them were numerous companies in which the Rothschild family held shares or even controls. The true value of these holdings was impossible to verify. Even for listed companies, shareholder information was only disclosed in the primary market. The secondary market was bought and held through various channels that were impossible to count. In addition, the Rothschild family had investments in real estate, energy, mining, transportation, and other areas around the world. It could be said that any industry that was at the forefront of the trend could make enormous wealth. In colonial times, Britain was known as the em
Since both Harrison and Helena had reached an agreement, Helena took out a pen and amended the details of the contract. The whole process was recorded, and coupled with Helena's identity as the Nordic Queen and the high traffic on the internet, she was not at all worried that Harrison would go back on his word. After the two sides agreed on the terms of the contract, Harrison wrote his name on the contract, and then the two sides exchanged agreements, and the contract was officially in effect. After everything was settled, Helena put the contract away, turned off the video recording on her phone, and beamed, "It's been a pleasure working together, Mr. Rothschild!" Harrison hastily asked, "Y-Your Majesty, can you please give me the pill now?" "Of course." Helena handed him the pill swiftly and said, "Even though my family doesn't have a lot of money, we always attach great importance to the spirit of the contract." Harrison stretched out his trembling hand and took the pill.
Helena said, "Mr. Harrison, your family is involved in almost all of the institutions that are major shareholders of Nvidia, and you also hold a lot of floating shares in the secondary market. You got these shares very early, and the chips were very low. As Nvidia's stock price has gone up to over 1 trillion, you have made a lot of money." Harrison had just breathed a sigh of relief when he received a concession of 10 billion, so when Helena started to talk about his past, he quickly explained, "Business is business... Whatever we earn from Nvidia shouldn't be mixed with this matter, w-w-wouldn't you agree, Your Majesty?" "Agreed." Helena nodded. "However, since I'm granting you a hundred billion in hardware costs, this absolutely ties back to Nvidia. You'll ultimately need to procure the AI model hardware through them, and as a shareholder, any bulk orders from Nvidia will effectively be you moving money from one hand to the other." "First, even if the listed cost is a hundred b