I rely on unlimited life extension

"Teacher Ma, since you are so rich, why..." The boss hesitated before continuing.

"Why am I still doing part-time work for you?" Mark chimed in.

"Yeah, I'm a bit... well, I don't quite understand." The boss scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Mark smiled and said, "Because I've never considered myself a rich person. From the beginning until now, even if my financial situation changes in the future, I hope to maintain this lifestyle."

The boss nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "So, why do you suddenly want to invest again?"

A hint of affection flashed in Mark's eyes: "Because I want to give my daughter some confidence. By the way, my daughter will sign the document, is that alright?"

"Of course, no problem, Mr. Ma, don't worry," the boss quickly replied.

“Do you know what to say then?” Mark asked.

"What did you say?" The boss didn't react for a moment.

“If my daughter asks me where I got the money to invest,” Mark explained.

The gym owner's eyes darted around, then he suddenly realized something, slapped his thigh, and said, "I knew it! You've always had shares in this gym. It's just that before, you contributed your expertise as shares, and now you're cashing out your shares and then investing again. Is that a fair explanation?"

Mark smiled and gave him a thumbs up: "Okay, let's do it that way."

Afterwards, the two carefully studied some details of the investment project until they felt there were no problems. Only then did Mark get up and leave, returning home.

When Ma Li got home from school, she saw that her father wasn't drunk as usual and looked relaxed and happy. She couldn't help but ask, "Dad, when I got home I found that Mom's clothes were all gone. Did Mom move away?"

Mark nodded calmly and replied, "That's right, honey. Mommy is staying in a hotel now, but we might rent a place in a while."

"Maria, Dad has an idea. He wants to buy Mom a house so she and my brother can move in. What do you think of this idea?"

Ma Li looked at her father with some confusion and asked, "What do you mean by 'what I think'? Does this need my permission?"

Mark looked at his daughter with a gentle smile and said patiently, "I think I need your permission first, since I plan to transfer the gym's shares to your name."

Upon hearing this, Ma Li looked on with curiosity, her eyes widening as she asked, "What gym shares? Dad, what are you talking about?"

Mark then explained in detail: "It's like this, Dad used to work part-time at a gym. At first, Dad invested his skills as capital."

Later, as the gym business improved and they wanted to expand, Dad invested his accumulated dividends, worth about 1000 million yuan, back into the gym as shares.

"This time, there's a signing matter. Dad has decided to transfer all the profits from this investment to your name. The gym owner will be coming to get your signature in a few days. If you're free, go and sign it, okay?"

Ma Li could hardly believe her ears. Her eyes widened in shock, and her voice involuntarily rose a few decibels: "1000 million? To be transferred to my name? Dad, are you kidding me? You must have made a mistake?"

Mark chuckled at his daughter's surprised expression and nodded, saying, "These shares are only worth so much money, not a real 1000 million in cash. Don't get your hopes up, little girl."

Ma Li suddenly stood up, ran back to her bedroom, and then ran back a moment later, throwing herself into Mark's arms and shouting, "Seven zeros! Dad, you actually gave them to me?"

Mark shook his head and sighed: "I didn't give you that much money, just the right to use the dividends and profits."

Ma Li finally calmed down from her euphoria and asked, "So how much money do I actually have?"

Mark laughed and said, "If you don't have any money, you won't receive a single penny for at least the first year. You'll only get a share of the profits after the gym becomes fully profitable, understand? And if there's a natural disaster or man-made calamity and the gym goes bankrupt, you won't get a single penny."

Ma Li's face went from excitement to distress. She plopped down on the sofa and muttered, "Oh no, so much money, and I haven't even touched it yet. Dad, what were you thinking? Ten million! We have to withdraw it..."

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her voice gradually faded away.

Mark laughed and said, "How about that? Did you suddenly realize that 1000 million seems like a lot, but in Beijing, it really can't do much?"

Ma Li pouted and nodded: "Yeah, my classmate said their car alone is worth over 8 million, and their villa is worth over 100 million. Sigh, it turns out 10 million isn't enough to live on in Beijing."

Mark shook his head: "Marie, you're wrong again."

"Huh? What did I do wrong?"

“We are an ordinary family, and 1000 million is enough to improve our living standards. But we invested it in a gym. Although we don’t have the opportunity to improve our lives for the time being, we can still get dividends as long as it makes a profit, which is a good thing.”

More importantly, even if we lose money, it won't have a significant impact on our lives now. Having more money is a good thing, but we shouldn't let it cloud our judgment.

Consider these 1000 million shares as a long-term hope for our family. Don't keep thinking about how much they're worth or how much we can get right away; think of it as an investment with potential.

Just like planting a tree, you can't expect to harvest fruit as soon as you plant it; you have to wait for it to grow, blossom, and bear fruit. You should take it in stride and not let it disrupt the rhythm of your life.

After hearing this, Ma Li nodded thoughtfully: "Dad, I understand. I won't keep thinking about this money anymore. I'll just wait for it to slowly bring us benefits."

Mark patted her head with satisfaction: "That's more like it, let's take it one step at a time."

Ma Li breathed a sigh of relief, looking much more relaxed: "Dad, what do we need to do now? Just wait for the gym owner to come and get my signature?"

Mark smiled and said, "Yes, after you sign, you can occasionally keep an eye on the gym's operations, but don't worry too much, I'll take care of it. You should still focus on your studies."

"Okay, I understand," Ma Li replied. "Can I tell my best friend about this?"

Mark frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "To be honest, I don't recommend you tell anyone else. After all, this is just a risky investment, not a real $1000 million in cash. We should keep a low profile and avoid unnecessary trouble."

“Okay, I’ll be careful.” Ma Li nodded obediently.

The next day, the somewhat effeminate gym owner did indeed come to Ma Li to sign the papers.

Looking at those documents, Ma Li felt the pen in her hand become heavy.

After signing, the boss smiled and said to Ma Li, "Junior sister, you will be an important member of our gym from now on. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Ma Li smiled shyly: "Yes, I will study the relevant knowledge carefully, and I hope the gym will get better and better."

Since then, Mary would occasionally go to the gym with Mark, and they would also visit the arts and sports training school that was under renovation and chat with the renovation company.

She noticed that the gym's business was inconsistent; sometimes it was packed with people, and other times it was rather quiet.

One time, she said to Mark with some concern, "Dad, look how few people are here today, are we going to lose money?"

Mark smiled and reassured her, "It's normal for customer traffic to fluctuate when running a gym. We need to look at the long term and not be anxious about short-term gains and losses. Besides, we were already mentally prepared for this."

Hearing this, Ma Li felt much more at ease.

As time went on, Ma Li became more and more at peace with this investment. She also learned a lot about gyms, children's arts and sports, and the extra points for arts and sports in the middle school and college entrance examinations. She no longer focused on the seemingly huge number of 1000 million as she did at the beginning.

Mark also received a notification from the travel agency that the trip for two to Sanya was coming soon. Since the tickets were discounted and non-refundable, Mark told Tian Ye to take care of Ma Li when she had time.

Tianye has found a house to rent these past few days. Perhaps it was because Mark's little butterfly effect caused her to not rent the old, dilapidated house from the original storyline, but instead rented a long-term house from a real estate agency and brought Marie and Manau over to live with her for a few days.

In the morning, Mark arrived at the airport with a backpack. Before boarding the plane, he deliberately took a photo, posted it on his WeChat Moments, and added a text that he had carefully considered for a long time.

Sanya, do you think it's okay for three people to go?

I wonder what people who see this will think. Hehe, what do I care what they think?

Mark stood at the boarding gate, lost in thought, and began to chuckle to himself.

He then leisurely boarded the plane and searched the cabin for quite a while, but couldn't find the female lead, Wang Xiaomi.

"This little girl is probably going to be late again." Mark shook his head helplessly.

Sure enough, not long after, Wang Xiaomi came rushing over in a flurry.

Her actions inevitably caused the flight to be delayed.

Wang Xiaomi rushed to her seat and hurriedly stuffed her backpack onto the luggage rack.

But to everyone's surprise, the backpack zipper seemed to be deliberately working against him, and it suddenly burst open with a "whoosh," causing the clothes inside to fall out like snowflakes, covering Mark's head and face.

Mark instinctively reached out and caught a few pieces of clothing in mid-air, then hurriedly started packing them up with Wang Xiaomi.

Wang Xiaomi blushed and kept thanking Mark. Mark smiled sheepishly, waved his hand, and kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay."

After everything was settled, the two had only been sitting down for a short while when Mark felt drowsy.

Actually, this wasn't Mark's first time flying, but he always flew to see a doctor before, and with a heavy heart, he had no mind to rest.

Now that he's free from that pressure, he's relaxed and naturally feels drowsy.

However, just as Mark was about to drift off to sleep, a loud argument erupted into his ears like thunder, instantly waking him from his drowsy state.

He suddenly opened his eyes and instinctively looked in the direction from which the sound came...

A woman's voice, filled with disgust, boomed, "Aren't you disgusting? Can't you smell what your feet smell like? This stench is enough to blacken the air!"

Immediately afterward, a male voice retorted, "Hmph, you have the nerve to talk back to me? Don't you trim your toenails? They must be so dirty!"

The woman's voice suddenly rose eight octaves: "Your stinky toenail fell all over my head, do you even know that?"

The man's voice, however, showed no restraint, instead resorting to insults: "Why are you so angry? Is your father dead?"

This argument instantly woke Mark from his drowsiness, and he opened his eyes wide.

Wang Xiaomi tightly stuffed two pieces of paper into her nostrils, her face full of anger, and then threw a book at the young man in front of her.

With a "thud," the book slammed heavily onto the man, who cried out in pain.

He was instantly enraged and stood up, lunging at Wang Xiaomi in the back row like a mad beast, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Wang Xiaomi, on the other hand, stood still, neither dodging nor flinching, her eyes filled with fearlessness. She truly deserves to be called a courageous female lead.

Seeing this, Mark couldn't just stand by and watch the female lead be bullied.

He lunged forward, grabbed the man's wrist tightly, his face darkening, and hissed, "Sit down!"

The man felt a sharp pain, as if his wrist were being clamped by iron clamps. He turned his head, glared at Mark, and roared, "What's it to you? Let go!"

Mark ignored him, tensing all his muscles and unleashing his full power. His 19 points of physique and 15 points of strength exploded, and with the hard qigong he had practiced, his strength was even more astonishing.

The man felt as if his wrist was about to be crushed, and immediately let out a miserable cry: "Brother, be gentle, it's going to break!"

Wang Xiaomi, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at Mark with a look of utter astonishment.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that this uncle, whom she had only met by chance, was like a golden-armored war god sent by heaven to save her. His cold face and powerful strength were simply too cool.

The man returned to his seat in a disheveled state, his previous arrogance completely gone. He no longer bothered to trim his toenails and sat there obediently, not daring to breathe too loudly, for fear of angering Mark again.

Mark turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on Wang Xiaomi, who looked shocked. His eyes were gentle and reassuring as he said softly, "Don't be afraid."

The voice seemed to possess a magical power, gradually calming Wang Xiaomi's panicked heart.

Wang Xiaomi seemed to have lost her soul at this moment, and even forgot to thank him, only nodding blankly.