"Fetters that the eye cannot see are harder to break than iron chains." - Cal.

One day a young man, who is in oppressive thoughts about money and success in general, finds a notebook once written by an unknown person for achieving his own grandiose goals. Reading the notes, he decides to take them as a guide, which gradually reveals to him the essence of things, finally leading him to action.

The process of development is also aided by the pact that Cal and Timothy make between themselves, as well as other characters and important events. Upon reaching certain heights in business, Cal is approached by those like him, the owners of the records, revealing to him the real state of affairs. Cal then has to take sides and fight, risking absolutely everything, including his own life. Cal's final decision will be made when he meets Timothy and finds the terms of their agreement fulfilled.

Dear reader, thank you for choosing my book, I hope your reading will be pleasant and useful. (The original is being written in Russian, an amateur translation is presented to your attention.)

Tip to the author :)

There is only a crane in the sky

The few knocks that preceded the opening of the door sounded at noon in Aurora's office. The friendly girl thanked the courier and sat down curiously on the sofa in the middle of the room. When she touched it, it was immediately clear that the envelope contained money, but in addition to the money she found a piece of paper. 


Hello, Aurora. My name won't tell you anything, but I am pleased to write this text to you. My goal is not only charity. I watched your interview and it made a good impression on me. I have no doubt that the funds will go where they need to go, and moreover, I am fully convinced of your sincerity. Therefore, I ask you to develop your cause globally. 


By the time Aurora read the letter, the courier had already gotten into the car and left, there was no return address on the envelope. 


$10,000 is a lot of money that could do a lot of good, Aurora thought as she held the envelope of money in her hand. Her curiosity had been piqued all day, she wanted to know who the person was who had donated the money. Before, in the short history of the foundation, the amounts donated were much smaller and people saw with their own eyes how and what their money was spent on. A few days later, having gathered a small group of volunteers, Aurora set off in the direction of the orphanage, taking gifts for the children. The principal, a woman approaching old age, was overjoyed at the offer to do some minor repairs to a few rooms. Aurora trusted the principal, but she didn't just give her the money and suggested that she bring in workers or hire someone local to cut costs and eliminate the possibility of theft. Unfortunately, the poverty in the country and the high level of corruption that came from that same poverty, Aurora thought, had lowered the level of trust in people to almost nothing. 


The renovation was nearing completion a few weeks after it had begun, the money allotted was enough for two rooms, plus the purchase of a few beds, two closets and two small rugs. There was so much more to do and Aurora realized that what had started as a hobby was becoming a serious project. There was no profit to be made, the foundation was only taking in funds to continue its existence, but if it came to expanding the foundation, the original idea of immersing herself in the process would be lost, and that was what scared Aurora. She didn't want to become a foundation of which there were thousands, and the benefits were not as significant as they could be, and maybe a lot of them were not sincere. So Aurora thought as she sat on the window sill, staring at the raindrops on the other side of the window that were falling rapidly downward.


Pleasant letter