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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

December 31st, 23:59:00. At the London Bridge.

Bridget handed Michael a cold can of beer.

"Thank you," Michael said gratefully as he accepted the can of beer and felt its cold, smooth surface against his palm. He pressed his thumb into the metal tab, listening to the soft hiss as the pressure released. A burst of carbonation followed, and a faint mist rose from the can as the aroma of hops and malt wafted through the air.

Michael tilted the can slightly, taking a cautious sip to avoid the frothy head of foam that had formed.

It was a simple pleasure, a moment to relax and unwind as the final seconds of the year ticked away.

Standing next to him was his mother. He wrapped his arm around her, giving her a gentle squeeze. Myra leaned into him, a contented smile on her face as they watched the bustling scene on London Bridge. The crowd was growing, their excitement building as they anticipated the New Year's Eve fireworks.

The New Year