Regardless of her attitude, as long as the money ca through, nothing else mattered.
I whistled, prompting Mary to ask curiously, "What’s got you so happy?"
"Of course, it’s a great occasion."
I kissed her tender face, feeling ecstatic.
Seeing my joy, she joined in the celebration.
Around eleven a.m., I received a bank transfer notification: [You received a transfer of 1,200,000.00 dollars, current balance: 1,202,140.00 dollars.]
"I am a millionaire now!"
Bursting with excitent, I yelled out, "I’ve finally beco a millionaire."
I showed Mary the bank transfer, saying, "Look! I finally earned my first million through my own efforts. I will definitely be able to earn more in the future, beco more successful and wealthy, and give you a better life."
Mary was happy for . She said, "You will! I believe you can!"
Frankly, from my childhood till now, I’ve never had more than fifty grand to my na. So, suddenly having over a million felt like I’d struck gold.
I quickly took a deep breath and told myself, ’A high-end apartnt in Sevan costs a few million dollars, and a luxury car starts at a few hundred thousand dollars. Being a millionaire these days isn’t that extraordinary.’
’At most, I could buy a three-bedroom apartnt in a small town.’
’And there were my siblings’ tuition fees and the debts at ho.’
Upon thinking about this, my excited heart slowly cald down.
Regardless, I had finally earned my first pot of gold in life!
"Sorry, I got too excited," I said sheepishly.
Mary smiled. "You’re amazing. Earning your first million from scratch is sothing many people dream of."
"Even Edward had to rely on my father’s connections to get where he is today. You starting from scratch is already impressive."
Her words made feel really good. I held her chin and said, "Shall we celebrate?"
Then I hugged her and started celebrating.
I only let her go after kissing her until she pleaded for rcy.
"Let’s go. Let’s have sothing nice today."
I changed clothes, took her hand, and headed straight to a nearby upscale restaurant.
"Why did you bring to such an expensive restaurant?" Mary asked.
"To make up for our first date!"
I smiled, snapped my fingers, and the waiter brought over the nu.
After ordering, I thought Mary would be happy, but she wasn’t.
"William, I know you want to make it up to , but it’s really not necessary to co to such an expensive place. You’ve just started. A million is a lot, but if you don’t use it wisely, you’ll soon be left with nothing. Only through investnt and financial managent can you make more money."
"When you truly achieve financial freedom, then I’ll wear my favorite dress, you will wear your sharpest suit, and we’ll co here, okay?"
Mary’s words jolted .
I realized I had gotten a bit carried away. She was right. A little over a million was indeed a lot, but how long could it sustain a lavish lifestyle?
I thought about the dishes I had just ordered, which cost tens of thousands. This over a million would only be enough for to eat here a few dozen tis.
Was over a million a lot for Mary?
It was definitely not. With her wealth, not to ntion a million, even 2 million would be no problem.
Yet, the car she drives herself was just a Mini worth only two or three hundred grand.
This showed that she didn’t place much importance on money.
I nodded. "Okay."
Seeing nod, she smiled again.
She summoned the waiter over and returned the dishes we had ordered earlier. The waiter looked displeased, but she just kept apologizing.
From this girl, I truly realized how far behind I was.
Even if I were given 2 million now, my mindset and perspectives were still those of a poor person, while she was different. She was thinking about how to turn this million into many more millions, how to achieve financial freedom.
This was probably the fundantal difference between the poor and the rich.
Finally, we reserved a small private room in a relatively elegant restaurant.
The bill ca to only around five hundred dollars.
I held her hand and said, "Mary, I will definitely make sure you live a good life."
She smiled. "We should hurry back to the hospital. Edward and George are about to arrive."
A dozen minutes later, we returned to the hospital, and soon after, Edward and George showed up.
George was carrying bags full of high-end nutritional products.
I gestured toward the pile of gift boxes nearby and asked, "George, how long will it take to finish all of these?"
George chuckled and whispered, "These are all for male enhancent, you know."
I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my head. My injury was to my arm, not my kidneys.
But every man liked to feel strong in that departnt.
"Well, thanks," I replied.
"William, you’re looking much better than yesterday."
Edward smiled and added, "Once you’re discharged, we’ll go out for a nice al and maybe have George take you to unwind a bit."
’Damn, can he really say that?’
’Mary is right next to !’
’If she found out you were planning to take to a place like that, she would either tear you apart or tear apart.’
Luckily, Mary didn’t show much emotion, which relieved .
George just kept chuckling.
Both of them were busy guys, so they left after sitting for over twenty minutes.
In the afternoon, I transferred a hundred grand to my family. My parents were both excited and relieved when they received my call.
My mom said, "Why did you transfer so much money? Don’t you need so for yourself?"
I said, "It’s okay. I still have money on . Use half of this hundred thousand for brother and sister’s expenses, and give the other fifty thousand to Uncle. Their family is also struggling."
Auntie looked down upon our family because we borrowed money. My uncle was a kind-hearted person but too honest, often taken advantage of by Auntie.
But every family had its struggles, and their situation was just slightly better than ours.
"Well, it’s ti to repay them," my mom said.
My dad sighed. "A few days ago, your brother ca to see . I knew he wanted to ask for money, but we really didn’t have any extra cash at ho. Luckily, we can repay your uncle’s debt now."
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