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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

"Mr. Reyes, Mrs. Elena demanded that you return as soon as possible. She insists on meeting you in person and will not accept a video conference."

Michael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "The heck? Who does she think she is? Bossing me around as if the world revolves around her schedule," Michael muttered under his breath, his frustration evident.

He continued. "Did she give any reason why it has to be in person? We could handle this discussion just as effectively remotely."

Juliet hesitated. "She didn't specify, but she was quite adamant. It seems she believes the matter is too sensitive for digital communication. She's waiting in your office now, expecting you'll show up shortly."

"Yeah…argh…fine, I'll be there. I'll entertain her but if the subject of the meeting is insignificant, I would make her pay for everything. How much does she think the fuel of the aircraft costs?"

The Bombshell