Romance
After graduation, just before I was supposed to start working at my boyfriend's company, I got a phone call from myself twelve years in the future.I could barely get the question out fast enough. "Well? Did my genius boyfriend's startup make it?"My future self laughed softly. "It did. His company goes public when he's thirty-two, and by thirty-five, his net worth is over ten billion."I was ecstatic. "So I make it big in the industry right alongside him, right?"There was a long silence on the other end."You have two kids, and at the company, you're in charge of... ordering takeout, filing reimbursements, hiring people, and putting together reports."I froze.Her words suddenly came faster. "So listen to me. Take a different job."Don't work for him and spend your time doing whatever needs doing. Take the development job at that major tech company that offered you a role."Three years from now, the Director of Engineering gets fired for bribery. You'll have a shot at taking his place, with an annual salary of five million."Once you get that first year's salary, don't buy a car. Buy two small apartments in Briarport's old district. Two years later, that area will be redeveloped to support a new free trade zone. The relocation compensation will be enough for you to start your own company without taking out a loan."I hurried to ask, "What kind of company?""AI."She told me about all the changes the industry would go through over the next twelve years, then carefully walked me through several crucial turning points I needed to remember.There were only ten seconds left on the call.I stopped her before she could hang up. "One last question.""Xenia Wells, is your dream still alive?"
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