Gao Guang had tens of thousands of dollars in his company account and over a million dollars in his personal account. In the United States, he was already a wealthy man.

Ten thousand dollars in cash was a huge sum for most Americans, let alone over a million dollars. This amount of money was something that the majority of Americans would never see in their lifetime.

Gao Guang was a wealthy man in the truest sense. He had no car, no house, no stocks, no funds, no health insurance, no insurance, and no girlfriend. He had nothing except money.

So he decided to purchase some fixed assets. However, when he tried to transfer the money to his bank account in China, he found that the bank was unable to process the transaction. He quickly sought a solution.

He could only ask Danny for help. Asking John would be a waste of time, and asking Mike was not an option.

Danny was busy and didn't have time to explain everything to Gao Guang over the phone. But he was willing to help Gao Guang, so he gave Gao Guang's number to his financial advisor, an elite financial expert who specialized in financial policies and served wealthy individuals.

Gao Guang was dumbfounded by the financial advisor's explanation. He didn't understand any of the professional terms that were being thrown at him. He anxiously asked, "Are you saying that I can't directly transfer this money back?"

"Yes, I strongly advise against finding a black market dealer. It's illegal and very risky. My suggestion is to open a personal US dollar account and transfer no more than $50,000 to your parents each year. Mr. Gao, I don't have a deep understanding of China's financial policies. If you need an expert in this area, I can introduce a Chinese financial advisor to you."

This financial advisor didn't recommend Gao Guang to buy funds from him. He even wanted to introduce another Chinese financial advisor to Gao Guang. But Gao Guang thought it was unnecessary. He didn't have enough money to need an expert to manage it.

He felt a bit lost.

Grant had already been buried, and Gao Guang had fulfilled his duty as a good boss to his employees. There was nothing to worry about with King Defense. He only knew a few people in Los Angeles, but he could only reach out to two of them. Now that Mike had taken the money and disappeared, and John was still in the hospital, he felt like a stranger in a foreign land. He couldn't even find someone to chat with. He felt lonely and isolated.

Gao Guang couldn't help but think of Sofia. But now he realized that he didn't have Sofia's contact information. Similarly, he didn't leave his phone number for Sofia either. And although Renato had always expressed his admiration for Gao Guang, he didn't give Gao Guang his phone number for future contact.

In short, it wasn't easy for a loser to turn his life around.

"Boss, boss!"

Mike came in with a smile on his face. Just by looking at him, Gao Guang knew that he didn't need to take any medicine, so he didn't bother asking.

Gao Guang suddenly realized that Mike was his only friend.

"Come and see my car!"

He grabbed Gao Guang's arm excitedly. Then he eagerly said, "I went to see an apartment, a high-end one! There are two vacant rooms, well-decorated and fully furnished. It's only $4,000 a month."

$4,000 a month? That was higher than the monthly salary of many Americans.

Before Gao Guang could say anything, he was already dragged out of the office. Then he saw the car parked right in front of the company's glass door.

A brand new BMW X6.

"Did you buy it?"

Gao Guang was shocked, and Mike proudly said, "Yes, I wanted to buy the X5, but I found that this one looks better, so I bought it. It cost $76,000, paid in full. You should have seen the expression on the salesman's face. He must have been shocked. How could a black guy have so much money? Hahaha..."

Mike burst into laughter, took out the keys, and generously handed them to Gao Guang.

"You can drive my car, give it a try!"

Gao Guang looked at Mike's car, then at Mike himself, and hesitated, "I dare not drive it. I'm afraid I'll crash it. And also, your money... spend it wisely."

Mike was also a wealthy man now. He had over 800,000 dollars.

Young and reckless, not thinking straight. Gao Guang felt that Mike was going to get into trouble with his sudden wealth.

Sure enough, Mike proudly said, "No need to worry. I have a lot of money now. I have a car, and I'm going to move to a high-end apartment. I can resume training. Boss, I'm going to become a big star!"

Mike hadn't given up on his dream of becoming a basketball star. And he was indeed very disciplined. He never indulged in eating, never drank alcohol, and never touched drugs.

Discipline was truly a precious quality.

Gao Guang honestly admitted that he couldn't reach Mike's level of discipline. So he didn't feel angry or jealous when Mike became wealthy and decided to change jobs to pursue his own dream. In fact, he supported him.

Gao Guang would never ask Mike to give up his dream just to be his shield. Especially as a friend, he had to support Mike in pursuing his own dreams.He stretched out his hand, waiting for Mike to fist bump him. Gao Guang said seriously, "I believe you will become a star player. You have the ability."

"I need to find a private coach, which requires a lot of money. But football is a team sport, and I need to find a way to play in a match as soon as possible. At least I need to practice with a group. Individual skills alone won't be enough."

After Mike finished speaking excitedly, he suddenly asked, "Boss, aren't you going to train too? Where are you planning to train?"

Gao Guang shrugged and said, "I'm going to the training camp opened by the Warfire Group in Los Angeles. I'll start from the basics. Oh, Mike, weren't you banned from playing? Can you handle that?"

Mike's face suddenly looked nervous. He opened his mouth and said, "Um, I don't know, but I think it should be fine. I believe... with my skills, as long as I play well, I should be able to solve it."

Gao Guang suddenly felt that Mike's dream of becoming a star was in danger.

Looking at Gao Guang's expression, Mike appeared flustered. So he nervously asked, "What? Do you also think I can't play anymore?"

"Well, I don't know. I don't understand football and the rules... I think you should go and ask, figure out if you can play or not, and if you can't play, find out what the problem is and then think about how to solve it. What do you think?"

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Mike nodded without hesitation, then immediately said, "You're right. Um, I should go and ask the coach..."

Gao Guang immediately said, "Are you a student at the University of Southern California? Why aren't you going to school? Have you graduated or dropped out?"

"Um, ever since I was expelled from the team, I haven't been to school. And I don't have a place to stay or contact with anyone. To be honest, being expelled from the team was a big blow to me."

"Wait, are you still a student?"

Gao Guang was shocked. He thought for a moment and then said, "The person who caused the problem should solve it. Let's go find your coach and ask at the school."

"Now?"

"Right now. It's still early. Let's go."

Gao Guang got into Mike's new car and realized that a good car was indeed different. It was a bit difficult to control.

In the end, Mike drove the car himself and no longer mentioned that Gao Guang could drive it casually. He just told Gao Guang not to rush to buy a car and to practice with the old car first.

Mike, familiar with the route, took Gao Guang to the school team's training field. There was no match today, and most of the team members were training. Mike watched the training absentmindedly for a while, then said to Gao Guang, "The head coach isn't here, but I know one of the assistant coaches. Um, I think the head coach is in his office, I guess..."

"Don't think about anything. Go see the head coach. Can you see him? Wait, have you taken your medication?"

Mike became nervous and shook his head, whispering, "I'm in a good mood today. Um, I ran out of my medication and haven't gone to get it..."

Mike not taking his medication was a bit dangerous, and it made Gao Guang nervous too. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Take me to see the head coach, but if you feel like you can't control your emotions, I'll speak for you."

"Okay, okay!"

Mike seemed somewhat relieved. He spread his hands and said, "You know I don't have any family, and my friends... um, they're not good at handling these things. I didn't know how to apologize before, and I didn't know how to communicate with people. Now that you're helping me, it's great, boss. Don't worry, when I become a big star, I'll endorse you for free. I'll make you my bodyguard. Anyway, I'll repay you, boss."

The position of a famous strong team's head coach was high. Fortunately, the school team was still just a school team, not like a professional team like the NFL. Gao Guang followed Mike and easily entered the office building not far from the football field.

Mike, familiar with the route, arrived at the door of the head coach's office. He wasn't nervous at all. Before Gao Guang could say anything, he directly knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The head coach was in his office. Mike pushed the door open and entered, with Gao Guang following behind. Then they saw a middle-aged man in his forties look up and gaze at Mike. He suddenly stood up in shock, quickly stepped back, and was blocked by the chair behind him. As a result, the head coach stumbled and fell back onto the chair, instinctively searching for support with his hands. Then he stood up in a panic again, knocking a stack of folders off the table.

The scene became chaotic for a moment.

Gao Guang instinctively reached out his hands, while Mike watched the coach, who was dancing around, without saying a word, and shouted, "Why is it you, coach?"

"Mike!"

Filled with extreme panic, the middle-aged man, who Gao Guang didn't know if he was the head coach or not, looked at Mike tremblingly and said, "You, you, don't be impulsive, Mike, don't come over..."

Mike took two steps forward with a puzzled expression on his face. The coach was shocked and immediately shouted, "Don't come over!"

Mike stopped in his tracks, his face full of confusion. He said, "Where's Coach Jeffrey? Why are you here?"

The coach exclaimed in terror, "Security, security!"

Gao Guang stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Mike. He stretched out his arms towards the coach and shouted, "Calm down! Please, calm down!"

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