Bezpłatny fragment - Million dollars in 24 hours

Original Title: A Million dollars in 24 hours..

Title: one million one day

Design and illustrations: Sasha Li

Editing and proofreading: Team

Project supervisor: SaaG

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Copyright© Imanuel Alex Nowicki

Copyright© Sasha Lemani 1975

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All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted by any means, mechanical, photocopying, electronic, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission of the author and publisher.

Introduction

The eternal question is this: does the first million have to be stolen? Can you make a million? If so, how quickly? Isn’t this an exaggeration — from zero to billionaire in one day? In a few hours? There is no simple answer here. This is not another book by great motivators or business gurus, or another course worth thousands of dollars. Today, for a few dollars, I will show you how you could earn a million, or even 10 million dollars, in one day. This is not nonsense like „buy this”, „do this”, „get up at 5 and run”. Anyone who knows a bit of mathematics can draw their own conclusions. You don’t have to be lucky, you just need to know how to count and think. I want to introduce you to a certain person, Immanuel. He deals with audits and analyses, and has done many of them. And the greatest analysis — Bible Audit, Depopulation and Imanuel’s Theories of Everything. Imanuel creates, he does not describe, he just creates, every scenario, even an absurd one.

While studying his analysis, I discovered how one boy, Alex, made millions in one day. It didn’t surprise me that a man who knew the world’s greatest secrets could make a million in hours. I have many examples, I chose the best one in my opinion. The action takes place in Atlantis. This story fits perfectly into the 90s. It is a reproduction of the story from Imanuel’s book, transferred to the 90s.

This book is not a guide, a counsellor nor a teacher, it just tells Alex’s story. It’s not about imitating and copying the hero’s actions. It’s just a story, a fairy tale. Treat it as motivation, a spark that will help you understand. You have to draw your own conclusions. I’m just describing. This is the story of the inhabitants of Atlantis, which fits perfectly into our world. I will show you how easy and legal it was to earn a million dollars in one day.

Notes of a billionaire

A sunny place, somewhere on the coast of California. I was a trader and often went to fairs looking for antiques and gems. It was a hot day and I could hear the noise of cars and music in the background. The noise of buyers and sellers pierced through. But my attention was drawn to a billionaire’s diary I found at a vintage exchange in Los Angeles. Until, I shouted ah, wow. A million dollar idea. A million-dollar bestselling idea. I thought. I watched it out of curiosity. The text was written sloppily and was hardly understandable and in broken English. „Diary — Notebook” did not come from the United States, but from Europe, I was already fascinated by what it was doing here. Hardly any journal reaches the world, but this one ended up here. My attention was caught by the inscription in the diary: „a million dollars in 24 hours”. And that’s the only reason I was interested in it, maybe I wouldn’t have bought it. If not for this inscription. I thought it was worth buying to find this moment. I was curious if it was possible, or even how to do it, to earn a million dollars, and I even needed some impulse. Because my world was based on working hard every day and I could barely make ends meet. I watched the rest of the books and there was nothing interesting.

I asked how much for this journal? I heard in response, give me a dollar.

I said Ok, I thought it was worth it. I bought it and threw it in a box marked for the library.

I had more different books there, also from libraries. I paid and in amazement I left the entire stock exchange to devote myself and find out how to make a million in 24 hours. I thought if it was possible. I was already fascinated by this new finding.

On the way, I remembered that I had to make a quote and buy the goods and deliver other goods to the customer. However, I was absorbed in work all day, I unloaded everything at home and went to bed, with the goal of getting up earlier and doing it tomorrow. Tomorrow the day started again with work and so did the next day.

And so a year passed and another year passed. One evening, while sitting over a warm cup of tea, I remembered the diary. I started looking but it was nowhere to be found.

I had to search the entire house. I lost 10 days searching. I was angry, a million in 24 hours has escaped me.

I was downright furious because sometimes just knowing that you can earn a million dollars and not steal it can do wonders. Even in the long term.

And that’s what I needed now.

In fact, I didn’t believe it was possible to make a million dollars in general, let alone in one day from scratch. I got a second lesson in how to lose a million dollars. It sounds like an opportunity, don’t waste it. I felt like crying. I thought, maybe my wife has seen my diary, I asked my wife.

Have you seen the diary? And I started a discussion about what kind, when and why do you I need it? Maybe you’d better fix this and that. I guess I made a mistake by asking.

But she remembered after a while, there was a box two years ago.

A moment of concentration, signed: books to the library, so I took them there.

What have you done, wife?

Since when are you so helpful? Of course, I didn’t say it, I just thought it.

Okay, I thought, calm down. And she could have thrown it away. I know where my diary is. My wife was finishing her sentence.

The books are in the main library. Ok, I’m going there tomorrow. And we pray that it doesn’t end up in the garbage. Of course, most of the dialogue was in my head.

In the morning, I was the first customer to stand at the door of the library.

Library

The library lady was stunned. She spilled her coffee in surprise. The donuts landed on the floor. I politely said hello, good morning, ma’am. Talking and picking up donuts and coffee the same time. Fortunately, it was closed very tightly, something spilled slightly there.

Good morning, replied the lady from the library. Wiping her blouse. Oh, I’m sorry, you scared me.

Sorry, I think I’m too early.

The lady opens the door, clumsily holding papers, coffee and donuts. And her glasses kept falling over her eyes. I thought, oh, these young people who have no idea where this world is going.

The lady was talking and opening the door at the same time.

You look like you’ve lost everything.

I started talking under my breath. My wife brought a box of books here two years ago.

The lady whispered, it’s a library, please speak more quietly.

And she immediately laughed. Or you better think, maybe I can read your thoughts. I can’t hear what you’re saying. Please, louder.

I repeated louder.

Sir, every day someone brings me something.

Is there any way to find this box?

If you’re looking for a box, it’s definitely not there, but the contents of the box are.

I went on to say that there was a certain notebook there. Didn’t you throw him it out?

The librarian thought, you know, I don’t throw anything away, it’s possible that your notebook will be in the basement in the archives.

Oh, that’s great. I was glad that there was light at the end of the tunnel and some hope.

The lady started smiling, not quite sir. Please follow me.

We started going into the basement.

The lady turned on the lights, wow, this is the hangar, I exclaimed. 100 meters in one direction and the other and the third, and wow, I said it out loud. The library was more impressive in the basement. More elegance, red carpets, hugely carved and gold-plated tables and chairs, plenty of lights, pictures on the walls, and shelves and books. I had a different idea about basements. This is such a nice surprise. As in a palace, a beautiful chandelier hung above the table. I thought, this decoration is worth millions, where am I?

The lady says and goes down 3 levels.

I screamed out of surprise. But you have a list of where everything is, I added for sure.

I asked, a little worried.

Yes, of course everything was written down.

Me, how was it all written down?

But the whole list just disappeared, I’m sorry. The lady spread her hands.

To find it I need 10 years and you need 50 years…

I didn’t know what to do anymore, cry or laugh. And I understood that nothing is free. This dollar amount of knowledge will cost me 50 years of research. Perhaps it was already the third lesson that knowledge costs money. And I don’t get anything for free. And this knowledge, our „diary”, is also an expensive lesson for someone and it probably cost him too. I kept thinking about it, but a lot of people get mystery and secrets for free. My thoughts were interrupted by the librarian.

The lady asked what journal it was?

I thought about it for a longer pause, I didn’t know what to call a diary about making money.

I’m talking about money diary.

Ok, you can start here, but since I counted it as memories, you have to start from here, the lady showed me to the 100-meter alley. And when it comes to motivation, it’s the last level at the very bottom. The lady smiled. The lady added that it depends on how I counted it, as biography is the second level, so it can practically be anywhere.

Great, I lost millions.

The librarian sensed that I would give anything for this notebook/diary.

You know that even if I find it, I may not give it back to you.

I’m sorry, what are you saying?

This diary now belongs to the library. She added.

Well, it was mine.

The librarian noticed — there was, and now there is a library stamp there, so it belongs to the library, ma’am, she spread her hands, but sir, we can make a deal, you will get a diary, for free, but while you are looking for the diary, you will write down and note down each book.

So it may last one day or 50 years, is it worth your time?

I thought, she found a victim. I’ll do the work for her. For free.

How much is this diary worth to you? The librarian was increasing the tension. It may be the first book you touch. I’m sure you remember its appearance, it will be easier to look for it.

But you have to start from the edge of the shelves to list the books nicely.

She added.

Ok — ok I’ll do it, I said. And I don’t remember what it looked like. I whispered through my teeth.

Librarian, great, when do you start?

I continued to say through my teeth, — now, I’m starting right now.