Hot-blooded Adams, Obiye rekindled his fighting spirit

Obier looked at the hotel elevator with some apprehension, thought of the mortgage and car payment he was carrying, or sighed and walked up the elevator.

Adams tied the tie that Margaret had given him to make the meeting a little more formal.

"Mr. Brown, excuse me!"

A downcast Obiye said, a little disoriented.

Seeing that the man hadn't come out of his unemployment mood, Adams clapped his hands to get Obier's attention.

"Cheer up, man, I called you here today to celebrate!"

Obier was a little confused, celebrating? What's there to celebrate.

"To celebrate the fact that you have finally left the swamp and ushered in a new life."

Hearing this, Obier reluctantly showed a stiff smile.

The two men stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Adams pointed to the densely packed vehicles at his feet and said.

"Man, I used to be one of them, I had nothing, I was bullied by my classmates, disliked by everyone, even the dogs on the side of the road wouldn't give me a second look."

"The dean said that knowledge can change fate, so I studied extra hard, others studied for 8 hours, I had to stay until 16 hours, and finally I became the only one who got into college."

To this, Obiye agreed that sometimes education does change a person's fate.

"But my destiny still hasn't changed, and I've found that there are some things I can't change even if I try, and that's family and wealth, and the kids from the powerful families can bully me all they want, and no one stands up and says it's not fair, and everyone laughs at you for being a nerd."

It's something Obier can relate to; his family wasn't very wealthy either, and he worked on Wall Street for a long time before he was taken seriously by his leaders when he was almost 30 years old.

"I was lucky, but people were still prejudiced against me, calling me a thug and a blind cat, dismissing my investment vision over and over again, but I proved myself over and over again."

"Even if my partner abandoned me, so what, I still have money, I am younger than him, I still have capital, and one day I will prove to the world that his choice was wrong!"

Adams suddenly raised his volume." Obiye, pull yourself together, behind you is hell, one step forward in heaven."

"But ... I may, not have the strength."

"No buts, Obiye, the more people look down on you, the more you have to prove yourself twice, you can't rest, you can't turn back, one step back is a cliff!"

His voice echoed in Obiye's ears, he remembered his path to school, because his family was poor, his father was a wife-beating alcoholic, and he thought he would grow up mixing in the streets, but he still got into the Autonomous State University of Finance and Economics.

After graduation, the leadership of the year also could not see him, he became the group of people who worked the most overtime, hard to boil away a lot of older young people, sitting in the position of the fund manager.

Perhaps because of the good times for a long time, he has forgotten the days of defiance, before the ability to suffer, but now seems to be a torment.

Compared with the failure in front of him, the desperate situation he was facing was much better than before, so why did he lose the courage to face it now.

He looked at Adams, who held his head slightly high, and a spirit of confidence and defiance deeply infected him.

"Thank you, for giving me this opportunity," Obiye said with unparalleled sincerity.

"No, Obiye, I should thank you for joining."

In the latter half of the sentence Adams did not say, he was glad to have met Obiye at this stage, this guy would show his strongest side after this heavy setback.

He, with his hands once tied, without the shackles, might soar to the top and become a powerhouse in the financial world.