As June arrived, the economic depression that began with the collapse of Channing Group showed no signs of improvement.
By now, over a year of continuous economic decline had made life increasingly difficult for ordinary people.
Every day, countless individuals were forced out of work due to poor economic performance, and many others had their homes repossessed by banks because they couldn't afford their mortgage payments.
The number of homeless people on the streets had unknowingly reached a terrifying level.
Under these circumstances, crime rates in various regions were also increasing day by day…
For a time, hardship enveloped the country like a curse, filled with either negative or violent emotions everywhere.
No one knew if a miracle would happen, or if salvation would come.
In short, the hardships of life had caused many to lose faith, and they could only hope for a miracle, for a "savior" to appear and lead them out of their predicament.
Meanwhile, Mike, despite his considerable strength and wealth, was clearly not that savior, as he couldn't completely sacrifice himself for others.
However, as an entrepreneur with a bit of conscience, he didn't mind contributing what he could.
Of course, if he could make money or improve his own strength while helping others, that would be even better.
Thus, under Mike's guidance, King Investment Group, this conscientious enterprise, intensified its new round of charity operations at relief stations.
At the same time, King Investment Group also launched a new round of major expansion, with countless factories establishing themselves across New York, recruiting homeless and unemployed individuals at extremely low prices.
This way, those who needed help received it, and King Investment Group also developed.
And Mike, who orchestrated all of this, gained the popularity and faith points he desired.
To achieve this win-win-win situation, Mike spent almost all of the past month, from May to June, at the King Investment Group headquarters on Wall Street.
Controlling the overall situation, he had been both mentally and physically exhausted for over a month.
However, from the results, his efforts were worth it.
The "thriving" King Investment Group had now completely integrated into the lives of ordinary people and had an excellent reputation.
It was foreseeable that when this economic depression passed, it would be King Investment Group's true harvest time, and by then, King Investment Group's market value would inevitably grow exponentially.
Similarly, when people overcame this difficulty and recalled the contributions of Mike, this conscientious entrepreneur, they would certainly continue to provide him with faith points.
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"No matter how many times I eat it, the afternoon tea dessert sent by Max always makes me feel incredibly happy…"
"Yes, we have to thank boss for this benefit…"
"Long live the boss!!!"
During King Investment Group's afternoon tea time, Chris, who was in the pantry, ate delicious desserts while listening to his colleagues praise Mike.
This made the King Investment Group executive, who had been promoted by Mike himself, unknowingly smile.
'Mike is indeed a very bold and capable boss…'
'It would be even better if he wasn't so promiscuous…'
Chris's thoughts drifted.
During this time, Mike's various magical operations and ingenious ideas had indeed impressed Chris. However, once the overall situation was settled, that young and handsome boss seemed less reliable.
For example, now, it should have been Collison's time to report, but the closed door of the boss's office reminded him that Mike was currently busy with personal matters.
Or rather, the boss was having a brief "office romance."
In the eyes of the always meticulous Chris, this was simply ridiculous.
But who could blame him when the other party was the boss!
It wasn't until the coffee in front of him had cooled completely that Chris pulled his thoughts back from his wild imaginings.
By this time, the employees had already finished their afternoon tea benefits and returned to work, leaving only Chris in the pantry.
He checked his watch, and feeling that it was about time, he picked up a large stack of documents beside him and walked towards the boss's office.
And when he arrived at the boss's office door, he happened to see a stunning beauty walking out of the office.
"Chris, are you here for Mike?" Max saw Chris at the door and didn't feel awkward at all.
After adjusting the wrinkles at the back of her short skirt, she even took the initiative to greet him.
"Is Mike inside now?" Chris had long grown accustomed to it.
This beautiful girl in front of him was the source of Mike's "office romance."
"You go in quickly, Mike is free right now." Max could tell that the man in front of her had an opinion of her, but she still smiled and assented, then walked away with her legs together.
Anyway, she had already tasted the sweetness, so what if others disliked her?
After watching the woman leave, Chris pushed open the door and walked into the office, where he saw his brilliant and handsome boss casually leaning back in his executive chair, smoking a cigar.
Below his collarbone, a few small hickeys were faintly visible.
The window behind him was open, as if for ventilation.
"Want one?" Seeing Chris enter, Mike casually tossed him a cigar.
He didn't actually like smoking this, but at this moment, if he didn't light one, it always felt like something was missing.
"You're certainly becoming more and more like a boss." Chris frowned slightly and complained, but didn't refuse the cigar in his hand.
After they both puffed on their cigars for a while, Chris handed over the documents and said, "I've already surveyed the locations for the twenty convenience stores, and the specific details are all in the material."
"Also, regarding the factories we opened in the past month, I've prepared a report for your review…"
Mr. Tuohy ultimately did not agree to open a chain of supermarkets in New York, even after Mike personally called him to explain the benefits.
But Mr. Tuohy, with his happy family and successful career, seemed to have a mindset of being content with what he had.
So, under these circumstances, Mike could only personally handle all matters related to opening the supermarkets and planning the future comprehensive market.
While Chris was reporting on his work, Mike quickly scanned the documents related to the supermarket.
"The locations chosen are all very good. You can handle the rest as you see fit…" Mike said casually, "Also, for those newly opened factories, I'm only responsible for controlling the general direction; you can handle the specific details yourself. I believe you have the capability."
With Chris, such a completely trustworthy tool, Mike didn't need to do everything himself.
Otherwise, what would be the point of being a boss?
Moreover, for Mike, wealth truly becomes just a string of numbers beyond a certain point; his personal strength is his foundation.
The expansion of the group this time, and providing a large number of jobs for the public, was largely to win people's hearts and earn more faith points.
"I'm truly a fated laborer. If only I had known, I would have started my own business and become a boss back then." Seeing Mike's hands-off attitude, Chris couldn't help but complain as he left.
"Work hard, and strive to help the boss buy a few more luxury cars next year…" Mike also smiled and retorted, then said, "Oh, and when you go out, please call Collins over for me. I have something to discuss with her."
Collins had recently graduated from university and was now working as an intern assistant under Jessie.
Coincidentally, Mike could vent his frustration over Mr. Tuohy's "lack of appreciation" on his daughter.
"Why don't you just go back to your King's Building, and stop messing with the company here." Chris, who could imagine what would happen in the office next, was already starting to dislike his unreliable boss.
Moreover, this phase of King Investment Group's expansion was largely complete, and there was nothing for Mike to do by staying here; it would only affect Chris's mood.
This was not good for the group's development.
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"Max, why are you an hour late again today? Was the delivery service not smooth?" In the coffee shop at the end of Fifth Avenue, Caroline looked at her rushing friend with confusion.
Thanks to King Investment Group's afternoon tea customization service, the coffee shop's revenue had soared in the months following Christmas.
Caroline and Max, these good sisters, had also earned a lot of money.
However, Caroline, who had little concept of money, cared more about her friend's well-being than earning money.
It was worth noting that in the past month or so, Max had been returning later and later after going out, and this frequency was gradually increasing.
This always gave Caroline a bad feeling.
"It's not as bad as you think; the doorstep delivery service went very smoothly. I just… got stuck in traffic for a while longer…" Max, who always pursued individuality and freedom, couldn't help feeling a little guilty when faced with her friend's concern at this moment.
What could she do? She had delivered the goods herself, and she had enjoyed it all.
Moreover, she also felt that the man was just seeking excitement and had no intention of taking responsibility.
The most irritating thing was that Max herself didn't feel taken advantage of.
"Traffic? How come I've never encountered it…" Caroline looked at her friend suspiciously, and then, as if discovering a new continent, exclaimed, "Max, have you encountered something good recently? Your complexion is getting better and better… Not just your skin, even your dark circles are gone."
"P-Perhaps it's because I've been earning money!" Max also felt that ever since she started her secret affair, her physical and mental state had been getting better and better.
Even her already explosive figure showed signs of secondary development.
"Is that so? Does earning money have such benefits? Why don't I feel it…" The carefree Caroline, if she had observed more carefully, would have noticed the abnormality in her friend's demeanor.
However, unfortunately, she didn't even think in that direction.