Things have never been the same after that fateful day. I could still remember very vividly I was still slogging in the office at 10pm, hungry and cold, when I decided to take a break. I went over to pantry, and made myself a cup of hot chocolate. It was then I realized that it was the day of the $15m toto draw. Wondering if this could be my lucky break, I took out the few tickets from my wallet. I switched my computer screen to singaporepools.com. The numbers on the screen were 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, 30, and the special number was 45. I checked my tickets, flipped them over a few times, relooked at the screen again, and tore them up into pieces. Nowhere near.
I closed the window on my screen, ready to go back to work, when my phone suddenly rang. It was Elaine, my assistant. Elaine is nowhere near attractive by my standard, but her figure at 42 years old puts many young girls to shame.
Me: Yes, Elaine?
Elaine: Pete, remember the toto ticket you bought from the old auntie at lunch today at the hawker centre?
Me: Oh ya. I forgot. You were holding it for me right? So did I win anything?
Elaine: No idea coz I left them in your first drawer. Remember to check ok? It could be your lucky day.
Me: If I strike, I would buy you a one-carat diamond ring. Anyway, thanks.
Elaine: Ok. Bye.
I hung up, and continued to work. After two hour or so, I decided that this was it for the day. I remembered Elaine’s call and took out that one ticket of 7 numbers out from my drawer. Still can’t believe I paid $10 for a $3.50 ticket. Then again, the old lady had looked so pitiful. She was probably in her 70s, underweight and looked hungry.
I checked the ticket, and it read 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, 30, 45. I stared at it in disbelief. I switched on my computer again, to check the numbers. I swear it was the longest 5 minutes wait in my entire life as the computer started up.
I opened the internet explorer, and went to singaporepools.com one more time. There it confirmed I had won. I won BIG TIME! There had only been 2 winners, and the total prize money was $16m, meaning $8m for me!
I handed in my resignation the next day, paid for my notice period of 3 months. I took a one-month break, and decided to set up my own logistics company, with $5m. Of course, I gave Elaine a one-carat diamond ring from Tiffany before I left, and told her to keep it a secret.
I worked hard over the past 5 years in my new company. My efforts paid off, and my company grew from a SME to a company getting ready for listing in SGX. By now, my personal fortune is close to $100m. I live a studio apartment in Tiong Bahru, drive a big S class Benz. However, I am only 35, and single. I was getting really lonely. Apart from the occasional sex I have after KTV with customers, I was never in a relationship for the past 6 years. I thought to myself, once the company gets listed in 2 weeks time, I would go into semi-retirement, and see what to do with my life.
Just as I drift into my thoughts, there was a knock on the door. It was Michelle.
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oorey
Things have never been the same after that fateful day. I could still remember very vividly I was still slogging in the office at 10pm, hungry and cold, when I decided to take a break. I went over to pantry, and made myself a cup of hot chocolate. It was then I realized that it was the day of the $15m toto draw. Wondering if this could be my lucky break, I took out the few tickets from my wallet. I switched my computer screen to singaporepools.com. The numbers on the screen were 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, 30, and the special number was 45. I checked my tickets, flipped them over a few times, relooked at the screen again, and tore them up into pieces. Nowhere near.
I closed the window on my screen, ready to go back to work, when my phone suddenly rang. It was Elaine, my assistant. Elaine is nowhere near attractive by my standard, but her figure at 42 years old puts many young girls to shame.
Me: Yes, Elaine?
Elaine: Pete, remember the toto ticket you bought from the old auntie at lunch today at the hawker centre?
Me: Oh ya. I forgot. You were holding it for me right? So did I win anything?
Elaine: No idea coz I left them in your first drawer. Remember to check ok? It could be your lucky day.
Me: If I strike, I would buy you a one-carat diamond ring. Anyway, thanks.
Elaine: Ok. Bye.
I hung up, and continued to work. After two hour or so, I decided that this was it for the day. I remembered Elaine’s call and took out that one ticket of 7 numbers out from my drawer. Still can’t believe I paid $10 for a $3.50 ticket. Then again, the old lady had looked so pitiful. She was probably in her 70s, underweight and looked hungry.
I checked the ticket, and it read 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, 30, 45. I stared at it in disbelief. I switched on my computer again, to check the numbers. I swear it was the longest 5 minutes wait in my entire life as the computer started up.
I opened the internet explorer, and went to singaporepools.com one more time. There it confirmed I had won. I won BIG TIME! There had only been 2 winners, and the total prize money was $16m, meaning $8m for me!
I handed in my resignation the next day, paid for my notice period of 3 months. I took a one-month break, and decided to set up my own logistics company, with $5m. Of course, I gave Elaine a one-carat diamond ring from Tiffany before I left, and told her to keep it a secret.
I worked hard over the past 5 years in my new company. My efforts paid off, and my company grew from a SME to a company getting ready for listing in SGX. By now, my personal fortune is close to $100m. I live a studio apartment in Tiong Bahru, drive a big S class Benz. However, I am only 35, and single. I was getting really lonely. Apart from the occasional sex I have after KTV with customers, I was never in a relationship for the past 6 years. I thought to myself, once the company gets listed in 2 weeks time, I would go into semi-retirement, and see what to do with my life.
Just as I drift into my thoughts, there was a knock on the door. It was Michelle.
Bro..congrats to you if what u told was true…
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joew2005
didn’t knw tat sbf k even attract SME big boss here 2 post …..
if it’s 4 real !!
Bro…this shows that NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE!!! “LITTLE BRO NOT EXPOSE TO SUN ALSO CAN BECOME BLACK”..so what do u reckon?
wow… 35.. rich yet single..
WHY????
TS expectations too high??
keke i help u intro lo.. =p
more stories waiting here..
Hi bros, this story is going to be quite long, so I may seem long winded at time, but please be patient. The good stuffs will come.
Michelle: Mr Ngiam, can I disturb you for 10 mins?
Me: For the tenth time, call me Peter or Pete or I will call Jack to have you fired.
Michelle is the auditor who is leading the audit for my IPO. At first glance, people will not find her attractive, but if you look closer, you might discover more. At 25 years old, standing at 1.68m, she has a waist of probably 25” at max, with a bust of around 34” with at least a B cup. You can say she has the face of an angel, but the body of the devil. The only problem with Michelle is she doesn’t know how to dress up. Her hair is bundled up like an auntie, and she doesn’t put on any make-up. She wears dresses and glasses, which I think were left to her by her grandmother. This probably explains why she doesn’t have a boyfriend. (Jack is the partner in charge of my company’s project, but he’s not important)
I went through with Michelle on some of the questions she had for me. In my mind, I was thinking if I can make this transform this little mouse into a sexy kitten, it can be really exciting.
Two weeks passed at a glance, and my company’s IPO was a huge success. Overnight, my assets grew by 50%, and I was ready for my retirement. An idea then came to my mind. I made a few calls, and I called Michelle.
Me: Hi Michelle. It’s me Peter.
Michelle: Hi Mr Ngiam, I mean Peter.
Me: Did you hear the news. Our company shares were oversubscribed.
Michelle: Yeah. Congratulations.
Me: Look, you have been a great help in the IPO, and I really want to thank you for this.
Michelle: Oh, it’s really not necessary, and it’s my job.
Me: I insist. In fact, I just gave Jack a call, telling him that I would need you to stay on the project for another 2 weeks, and because you have been such a great help, I am going to pay him double the rate for what was originally quoted (Jack agreed immediately needless to say. To him, it’s all about the money).
Michelle: 2 weeks? (She was almost exclaiming). What would you need me to do? (She asked, simmering down a little). I was actually thinking of going on leave for a few days next week to wind down. (I was thinking, who can you wind down with as long as you wear those huge glasses, and the dresses your grandmother left you).
Me: Meet me at my office tomorrow at 9am. Ok?
Michelle: Ok.
The next day, I told Michelle that I would not need her to work, but I would want her to take a break for 2 weeks while attached to my company, and during this 2 weeks, no one from her firm would disturb her (an agreement I struck with Jack for an additional $200k). Michelle was puzzled, but looks kind of happy as she smiled quietly. I had just finished my handing over my work to the new CEO, which I appointed, just a few days ago, and I was so looking forward to my break.
I told Michelle, I would be bringing her out from 9am to 5pm, every day for one week, and she can have the next week all to herself. She was kind of unsure at first, but agreed nonetheless. She probably didn’t want to offend her client, especially the one who pays her partner so much money. The first stop, I said was breakfast.
Thanks to all bro who have supported the story. I am still editing the next installment. Hope you folks like it.
Over the next couple of days, I was preparing for my trip to China (basically putting more practice into golf), and I had a call from a familiar name. I was expecting Chloe, as it was already the second day, but it was Jack (the partner in Michelle’s previous firm).
Although I had told Jack and Alan (the managing partner) that I would sue them, I decided against it in the end, partly because Michelle begged me not to, but mainly because Alan and I go have a rather good relationship, and I decided that that making them loose the business was enough.
Although I expected Alan and the rest of the partners to fire Jack, they didn’t (not because he is partner, as he can always be voted out), but because he also has many other big clients in his portfolio. Nonetheless Jack was determined to mend the broken relationship, probably at the pressure of the other partners.
Jack: Hi Pete, it been quite a while… How are you?
Me: Not bad.
Jack: Hey look, I never had the chance to apologize the last incident, and I really want to make it up to you and Michelle. A few of the partners are organizing a wine tasting session tonight where we are opening our finest wine. I know it’s really last minute, but…
Me: Go on… (Sex, golf, and wine are basically my favourite)
Jack: I know you are a real connoisseur when it comes to wine, and we are really hoping you can join us, and maybe give us a few tip too.
Me: Come on, Alan is a better connoisseur. Forget about tips, maybe we can exchange a few pointers. Where is it?
Jack: My place, 8pm. You know where I live. Wives and girlfriends are invited, so bring Michelle along.
Me: I’m not too sure Michelle will go, but I’ll see you folks later.
Although this was really last minute, I had decided to go, as it was under the invitation of the partners of the firm, and in the business world, face counts. It would really be rude if I don’t turn up. I made my way home to get changed, and called Michelle. She felt really uncomfortable and didn’t want to attend. I didn’t want to pressure her, and decided to go alone. On my way to Jack’s place, I dropped by my wine cellar (yep, my house is too small to store the collection I owned), and picked up a few bottles of 1990 Chateau Latour. It wasn’t the most expensive wine I owned, but decent enough.
Jack knows how to enjoy life. He lived in a three-storey bungalow, fully European furnished. What really surprised me was not Jack’s assets, and taste in expensive living, but his taste in women. Jack is about 45 years old, but he has a wife 17years younger. She was his third wife though. Rumour were he left his first wife for the second one, and left his second one for the third, but is now on the lookout for his next wife.
His wife, Cheryl, was drop dead gorgeous. If Michelle is close to perfect, this woman is real perfect. There is no way to describe her beauty. In some angle, she looks a younger version of Lin Chiling, but with an air of elegance. I could not take my eyes off her.
The greetings were usual, as Jack and Alan introduced me to some of the partners whom I didn’t know. Wine with them, especially Jack was rather boring, as they simply didn’t know how to appreciate. I enjoyed Alan’s company though, and we talked about the usual business stuffs. All these while, I couldn’t have my eyes off Cheryl who was sitting just opposite me.
There was absolutely no chance for me to talk to Cheryl as Alan and the rest of the partners kept me busy. It was not until when we almost finished that Cheryl asked me a question in her most beautiful voice (a voice totally indescribable, it would totally melt any man) “So Peter, what is the most expensive wine you owned?”
Me: I once paid $30,000 for six bottles of 1990 Chateau Le Pin, which I think was slightly over priced, but my favourite would have to be these two bottles of 1990 Chateau Latour. In wine actually, expensive does not necessarily equate to being good. What about you? Do you like anything in particular?
Cheryl: Well, I don’t really know, but I kind of like the 1995 Chateau Valandraud. It’s a bit spicy, but the taste is tick enough. It goes really well with steaks.
Me: Ar… the Valandraud… they don’t produce a lot, so their wines are somewhat pricier, but they are rather good. Looks like you are an connoisseur as well..
Cheryl: Not really a connoisseur like you and Alan, but I do like a good glass of wine. I can’t really drink you know. I have only had a glass of the Valandraud before, but I can still remember the taste.
Me: Don’t be shy. Feel free to in our wine sometimes. Jack, you ok with that right?
Jack: (obviously couldn’t care less) Of course…
Soon I bade the partners and Cheryl goodbye at around 11pm, and all these while, I had been fantasizing about Cheryl. I could feel that I had leaked some pre-cum into my underwear. God, I am horny. I was deciding whether to call Diane or to go back to Michelle. As I was deciding, a message decided for me. “Can we me at the wine bar at Mount Faber now?” It was Chloe.
very good style of writing. Refreshing story line also.
I’m tempted not to believe it’s true. But then again, such things are possible in the lines of the rich and famous - they truly live a diff live from us.
Wooooooo now there r 3 ladies~~
TS seemed to be able to cope well huh~~
jia you~
guess chloe has decided to stick to TS liao~~