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Michael Reyes is your typical college student, caught in the relentless cycle of balancing studies and part-time work. As a second-year mechanical engineering student, his days are packed from dawn till dusk. Mornings are dedicated to lectures and coursework, while afternoons are spent at a part-time job that helps him make ends meet. Evenings are his only respite, though often spent more on studying than sleeping, if he gets the chance to rest at all.

His life is a constant juggle, trying to keep up with demanding academic requirements while also contributing financially to his household. He's a hardworking, average student – not the top of his class, but not at the bottom either. 

But Michael's life takes an unexpected turn when he gains access to a mysterious Technological System. This system offers him a glimpse into future technologies, granting him knowledge and tools far beyond his time. 

When he realized its potential, his first words are.

"I'm going to be rich!"

Follow as Michael build his own business empire rivaling Apple, Microsoft, even Google. 

Disclaimer: 'Building a Business Empire with my Technological System' is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

This book may reference real companies and organizations, but these references are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to depict actual conduct or involvement of these entities. The use of these names and references is not meant to harm, defame, or discredit these companies or organizations.

Building a Business Empire with my Technological System

Antoinette led the way to a secluded study within her estate, where they could talk without the noise and distractions of the party. She closed the door behind them, ensuring complete privacy for the conversation that was about to unfold.

"Please take a seat," Antoneitte offered, gesturing towards the plush armchairs arranged around a low mahogany table. The room was warmly lit, with bookshelves lining the walls, filled with volumes that spoke of a well-read occupant.

Michael chose a seat far from Alexander, almost as if the proximity could reignite old wounds too painful to touch. Alexander, noticing this, took a seat with a heavy sigh.

Once settled, Antoinette's gaze darted between the two, her intuition whispering that this was more than a mere acquaintance.

"I can't help but feel there's something more... Have you met before?" she ventured.

Michael's response was curt, his gaze fixed on a nondescript point on the bookshelf.

Acknowledgement is not on the Table