Jeff was vividly sharing his own personal experience.


    He had mistakenly identified the car as a Passat just because it sported the Volkswagen logo,pletely overlooking the fact that it was a ‘Phaeton’ and ended up crashing into it.<fn7856> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? findnovel</fn7856>


    Now, he was in quite a predicament. He found himself burdened with millions of dors in debt that he had no idea how to manage.


    If his conning scheme didn’t work out, he would be in serious trouble.


    “What the heck!!! It’s actually a Phaeton?!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    A guy spotted the key to the Phaeton and eximed with excitement upon seeing the W12 inscription, “Wow, this is Volkswagen’s most luxurious model! The top-spec version goes for over 2 million dors! It’s known as the most underrated super luxury car. Jeff, you really got your hands on the legendary Phaeton! You’re amazing, man!”


    Meanwhile, the guys who had arrived in Jeff’s car and witnessed the whole incident exchanged awkward nces.


    They hadn’t anticipated Jeff would take a page from Caesar’s story and start boasting.


    However, they had no intention of calling out Jeff’s tall tales, as they were all his loyal followers.


    Jeff smiled casually and replied, “You know, people in our industry usually prefer to stay under the radar because this business can be incredibly lucrative, and that tends to draw unwanted attention. When others learn that you have insider knowledge and a way to profit, they want to connect with you for a chance to share in the rewards.”


    The man inquired again, “By the way, Jeff, which model of the Phaeton do you have?”


    Jeff raised his eyebrows with an air of arrogance and replied, “W12, the model with a 12-cylinder engine.”


    “Wow!” the man eximed, clearly astonished. “Jeff, that’s the top-spec model, worth at least 2 million dors, right?”


    Jeff waved dismissively. “Oh, it’s not that much.”


    He then spoke in a somewhat enigmatic tone, “You see, I prefer to maintain a low profile, which is why I never disclose my actual earnings. In investments, we typically concentrate on one or two stocks. If they perform well, each can yield hundreds of thousands or even more in returns.”


    A guy chimed in eagerly, “Jeff, we’ve known each other for years, and you have such an incredible knack for making money. Can you please lend me a hand? I’m getting married soon, but my mother-inw is asking for a three-hundred-thousand-dor betrothal gift. Where am I supposed to find that much money? After years of living frugally, I’ve only managed to save a few hundred thousand. At this rate, my wedding is going to be dyed indefinitely…”


    Charlie recognized the man as William Becker, who was also an orphan.


    Jeff’s heart raced with mischief upon hearing that William had saved up a hundred thousand dors. Suppressing a grin, he responded, “Investing is all about leveraging your capital. The more you invest, the more you can generate. A hundred thousand dors is really a small starting point.”


    William pleaded, “Jeff, this is all I have. I can’te up with a single penny more…”


    He began to sob, “Honestly, as a deadbeat orphan without family, money, skills, or even a proper education, I’m practically illiterate. I can only do manualbor to survive. I can’t even get married as I wish. Please, I’m begging you, have mercy and help me!”


    Jeff responded, sounding somewhat pained and ufortable, “Well, brother, I must be honest. It may sound harsh, but you really need a substantial amount of capital to invest. Anything under a million dors is considered too little. I can’t bring you on board without that much.”


    He held up his hands apologetically. “I’m really sorry, brother, but I can’t assist you.”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>