Naruto: Training is My Ninja Way
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By mid-August, after spending more than two weeks in the small town in Minnesota, Mike bid farewell to Uncle Kenya and the Dennis couple. He and Paige boarded a train bound for the Big Apple.
At the same time, the commemorative red Ferrari was arranged by Uncle Kenya to be shipped to the metropolis.
"What do you think the Big Apple is really like?"
In the VIP car, Paige looked out the window at the receding scenery, her eyes filled with anticipation.
After all, she was still a child. Growing up in a small town, Paige held a mix of longing and apprehension for the legendary, wealthy, and bustling city. It was a classic case of a country mouse heading to the big city.
"It's probably denser, with more skyscrapers and more convenient transportation..." Mike said. "If you're interested, I can take you around to see the sights once we get there."
Columbia University didn't start until early September. by Mike's calculations, after arriving in New York, he would still have about half a month of free time.
Two days later, the express train from the south pulled into Pennsylvania Station.
Following the flow of passengers into the waiting hall, Mike spotted Chris holding a sign, accompanied by his secretary.
Chris was now the General Manager of King Investment Company.
King Investment Company was a new comprehensive firm registered under Mike's name. With his funds growing larger, Mike intended to expand from the virtual economy into the real economy.
A stretch limousine first took Mike and Paige to a five-star restaurant. After enjoying a grand meal, the car drove them to a standalone townhouse in Manhattan.
This property had been purchased in full according to Mike's requirements. Opposite it, you could see the famous Wall Street, and it was right next to the Broadway theaters.
After settling the luggage, Mike finally had time to sit in the living room with Chris.
"What are you thinking? Why take out half of the assets to go into real estate?"
Chris, dressed like a corporate elite, voiced the confusion in his heart.
Starting as a financial advisor, his expertise was in wealth management. Now that Mike's business was getting bigger and expanding into the real economy, Chris felt a mountain of pressure.
"How would you describe the speed of America's economic development right now?" Mike calmly went to the liquor cabinet, grabbed a bottle of red wine, and asked a counter-question.
"Development is extremely rapid. You could describe it as business opportunities everywhere. But so what? Our base is in the stock market."
Although Chris was part of the new guard, he strongly adhered to an old philosophy: Never try to earn money beyond your scope of understanding.
"You're only half right... He who gives no thought to the future is sure to find sorrow in the present..."
Mike poured two glasses of red wine and patiently explained: "You only see the economic prosperity, but you don't see that this prosperity is gained by overdrawing future potential. It's like a colorful bubble..."
"As the economic bubble expands infinitely, sooner or later, it will burst."
"That will be a disaster. So, to avoid being affected too much when the bubble collapses, moving into the real economy is an essential step."
Chris was also a graduate of a prestigious university and had majored in economics. Under these circumstances, he was sensitive enough to economic trends. He had only been stuck in a tunnel vision due to his personal limitations. With Mike's reminder, he quickly realized where the problem lay.
"But, why real estate?" Out of caution, Chris pressed again.
To put it bluntly, the real estate industry is the inherent territory of the wealthy. Even if Mike's assets were approaching a hundred million dollars, throwing it into the real estate industry would create a small splash at most.
"It doesn't have to be just real estate. If there are opportunities in food, medical, technology, and other fields, we can invest there too."
Mike took a sip of red wine and continued: "Of course, the investment company's main energy should still be focused on the trending industry of real estate."
Once people have money, they want to own their own house; this applies everywhere. Therefore, economic prosperity implies prosperity in the real estate industry.
Moreover, to stimulate domestic demand and promote continued economic development, American banks were gradually loosening loan limits. As long as a resident's public credit score met the standard, they could go to the bank and apply for a mortgage ranging from one million to several million dollars.
Mike wanted to ride this wind to complete the transformation of his asset structure. If the property speculation was handled correctly, he could use this momentum to rapidly increase his net worth.
Even if the operation failed, the worst-case scenario would just be Mike holding more fixed assets.
"As long as you know what you're doing." Chris basically understood Mike's logic, then said, "The problem you need to solve urgently now is recruiting more professionals."
Managing the stock market, the investment company, and the future real estate ventures—Chris, wearing multiple hats, felt Mike's trust but also felt his own limitations.
Meeting Mike this time was mainly to solve the issue of talent acquisition.
"Recruit some ordinary staff first to get the company running normally. As for specialized talent, we can find them slowly when the opportunity arises," Mike suggested.
Talent is hard to come by, especially in times of rapid economic development like this. Generally, capable and smart people would choose to start their own businesses during such times.
"Alright then!" Chris didn't have a better solution for recruitment. Then, he suddenly said, "By the way, Jesse and Carly heard you opened a new investment company and want to come over to help."
Jesse, who had shared hardships with them, studied economics and could actually help. As for Carly, who studied fashion design, she wouldn't be much use to an investment company.
"If they want to come, let them. You can decide their positions yourself; you can give them appropriate preferential treatment."
Mike, wealthy and generous, indicated that taking care of two more people was no pressure at all. Besides, having not seen them for nearly a year, Mike actually missed those two beauties.
After that, Chris and Mike discussed some details of the company's future development. After finishing a glass of wine, Chris, who still had many things to do at the new company, chose to take his leave.
"Mike, come look! There are so many tall buildings outside."
With no outsiders present, Paige, standing barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, called out to Mike.
Opposite them was Wall Street, where land was worth its weight in gold; of course, there were many high-rises.
"It is indeed spectacular. If you like it, I'll take you there tomorrow to have a look," Mike said, looking at the skyscrapers across the way.
Mike's investment company, with its ten-million-dollar capital injection, also had its own office in one of the buildings opposite.
After chatting with Paige for a while, Mike remembered to call the three girls from "The Bombshells" (The Plastics). The Miracle Company, where the three belonged, was also in Manhattan.
When night fell, Mike cooked a sumptuous dinner for The Bombshells and Paige.
After dinner, Paige tactfully returned to her room.
Then, against the backdrop of Manhattan's brilliant night view, a hearty "battle" unfolded in front of the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows.
Having not seen him for more than half a year, the three girls appeared exceptionally enthusiastic during this encounter.
[Holiness Attribute +1]... [Flexibility Attribute +1]... [Dance Experience +99]... [Singing Experience +66]...
The girls' next inspirational album had already been produced and was just waiting to be released in early October. In other words, they were currently in a leisure period.
Therefore, over the next period, the girls took Mike and Paige to check in at various tourist spots in the Big Apple during the day, and returned to the villa at night to continue their "deep communication" with Mike.