Arthur hadn’t known Stanley for long, but he trusted his own judgment. Stanley was someone worth keeping around. Stanley’s movements stiffened. He looked up at Arthur in disbelief. It took him a long moment before he finally spoke. “Mr. Gray, you… you mean it?” He did desperately need money. If he couldn’t afford the next round of medical bills, his mother’s medication would be cut off. Her prescriptions were outrageously expensive—far beyond what he could scrounge up on short notice. But the ownership transfer wasn’t even complete yet. Taking Mr. Gray’s money now didn’t seem right. Yet, finalizing a business acquisition required multiple steps, and today was Sunday… Seeing his hesitation, Arthur smiled and said, “Mr. Young, don’t overthink it. Just consider it part of the deposit.” Without waiting for a response, he took out his phone, entered the account details from the contract, and sent over seventy thousand dollars without hesitation. Stanley’s phone chimed with a transaction notification. He immediately pulled it out, eyes widening at the sight of his updated balance. His account had been running on empty for months. Now, out of nowhere, a lifeline had appeared. It was enough. Enough to cover the urgent expenses. Joy and relief surged through him, but more than that, he was awed by Arthur’s decisiveness. When he looked at Arthur again, there was not only gratitude in his eyes but a newfound respect. He spoke with deep sincerity. “Mr. Gray, I will never forget your kindness.” Stanley knew full well that calling it a deposit was just Arthur’s way of making it easier for him to accept the money. Meeting someone like Mr. Gray was truly a stroke of luck—one he would cherish. Realizing that he was letting his emotions get the best of him, Stanley quickly composed himself. He moved to his desk and said, “Mr. Gray, give me a moment. I’ll prepare a receipt for your payment.” Arthur didn’t stop him and simply continued sipping his tea. A few moments later, Stanley printed out the receipt, carefully signed it, and even pressed a clear fingerprint onto the document before handing it to Arthur with both hands.“Mr. Gray, please review this.” Arthur took it, gave it a quick glance, and tucked it away. Stanley hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. “Mr. Gray, forgive me for overstepping, but may I offer some advice?” Arthur didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he simply waited, indicating for Stanley to continue. Seeing that Arthur wasn’t displeased, Stanley relaxed a little and said, “Mr. Gray, you shouldn’t transfer such a large amount so easily. If you run into a dishonest person…” He didn’t need to finish the sentence. His meaning was clear—he was worried that Arthur, being young, hadn’t yet experienced the harsher side of the business world. Arthur’s lips curved slightly. He really hadn’t misjudged Stanley. “Mr. Young, don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.” After a pause, Arthur asked, “Mr. Young, what are your plans for the future?” At that question, Stanley’s expression darkened. He glanced around the office once more, his eyes filled with a deep sense of loss. Then he sighed. “I don’t know how long it’ll take for my mother to recover. With my responsibilities at home, I don’t have the energy to start another business. I’ll take things one step at a time.” At his age, without his company, finding a decent job would be difficult. He would probably have to wait until his mother’s condition stabilized before starting a small business of his own. After all, money would eventually run out. He still had a family to support—his wife, his children. Just as he was worrying about his uncertain future, Arthur suddenly said, “Mr. Young, if you’re open to the idea, why don’t you stay on and continue managing this company?” Stanley’s head snapped up in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief. “What… what did you just say?” Had he heard that right? He had built this company from scratch, and everyone knew that when ownership changed, management usually did too. Yet Arthur, after buying the company, was still offering him a chance to stay and run it? Arthur remained patient and repeated himself.Stanley was overjoyed. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. Arthur smiled. “As you can see, I’m still a student. I have school to attend and won’t have the time to manage the company myself. You built this company, so no one knows it better than you. If you’re willing to continue running it, that would be the best outcome. Of course, the company’s direction will need to change—I bought it to make money. I’ll be in touch with you regularly to tell you what needs to be done. You just need to follow my instructions.” As Arthur spoke, an undeniable sense of authority settled over him. It was calm, composed, unshakable. He was just a high school student, still in his uniform, yet there was something about him—something that made Stanley feel as if he were in the presence of a seasoned businessman, someone who had spent years pulling the strings behind the scenes, making big moves, leading an empire.