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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

As Michael continued to address the media, the two CIA operatives in the crowd exchanged glances. They had their orders and knew the risks involved in their mission. Agent 1, a tall man with a stern expression, adjusted his earpiece and whispered into it.

"Target is in sight. Awaiting further instructions," he said quietly.

Agent 2, a woman with sharp eyes, scanned the area, ensuring no one was watching them too closely. "We need to be careful," she murmured. "This place is crawling with security."

"Understood," Agent 1 replied. "Let's move to a better position."

They slowly made their way through the crowd, trying to get closer to Michael without drawing attention. Meanwhile, Michael wrapped up his answers and excused himself, heading back toward the VIP tent.

The agents saw their chance and followed at a safe distance, blending in with the throngs of people still milling about the shipyard.

The Pestering CIA