JOHN O' CONNOR THE BILLIONAIRE TECH GENIUS.

—---John O'Connor woke up with a sense of dread, his old bed creaking in protest as he sat up. The sound of heavy rain pounding against the roof was a stark reminder of the miserable day ahead. He grumbled to himself, noticing raindrops leaking through the roof, and lay back down, thinking about the long day of work ahead. Three jobs, all in this terrible weather."Ugh, why me?" John muttered to himself, throwing off the covers.As the rain finally began to clear, John got out of bed and prepared for the day. On his way out the door, his eyes landed on a picture frame - the last photo of him and his ex-girlfriend. He kicked it to the floor, feeling a surge of annoyance."Stupid memories," John growled, shaking his head. "Why do I still have this? She's gone, and I'm still stuck in this miserable life."He took a deep breath and tried to shake off the lingering emotions. He couldn't afford to be late for his first job, working as a waiter at a popular restaurant.As he arrived at the

------John was overwhelmed and thanked Mrs. Nora with a nod before heading back to his apartment. "Thank you, Mrs. Nora...I don't know what I would do without your help," he whispered, his voice barely audible.He ignored the other neighbors' accusing gazes and rushed back into his apartment, his eyes cast down. As he entered, he quickly typed a message to his landlord on his phone: "I'll send your payment tomorrow."The landlord replied with a sarcastic tone, and John's face burned with humiliation as he read the words on his screen. "Did you borrow money again? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Well, I actually don't care as long as you pay my rent."John felt a surge of anger and frustration, but he knew there was nothing he could do. "Why can't they just leave me alone?" he muttered, feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He slammed his phone on the table, making the dishes rattle, and stormed into the kitchen, grabbing the first thing he could find to eat - a stale cookie

-------John sat there, frozen in confusion, as Davis walked away to answer his phone. He couldn't make sense of what was happening. Who was he, really? What position was he supposed to take back? And what did Davis mean by "shake the tech world like you did years ago"?Davis returned and sat back down, his expression apologetic. "Sorry about that." He gestured to his phone, still clutched in his hand. "I had to take it. It was an important call."He noticed John's confused and unconvinced expression and leaned forward, his eyes intense. "Five years ago, people in the tech world would tremble at the mention of your name." He began to speak, his words pouring out in a passionate torrent.John's eyes widened, his mind racing with questions. Davis's words were like a puzzle piece, fitting into place with a satisfying click.Davis's hands gestured animatedly as he spoke. "You were considered one of the most brilliant minds in the industry. You developed groundbreaking technologies and cre

—---John grabbed his suit and went out of his new apartment with Finn and Michael. Michael left them and went his way, while Finn helped John into the car and drove to the showroom.As they arrived, Finn opened the car door for John and they both got out. Finn gestured towards the showroom, "We're here, John. This is one of the best showrooms in the city."John nodded, straightening his suit, and they walked in. A salesperson greeted them with a fake smile, her eyes scanning John's suit. "May I help you?" she asked, her tone condescending.Finn spoke up, "We'd like to register a membership to buy a car."The salesperson raised an eyebrow, her expression mocking. "You want to register as a member here?" She emphasized the word "member" as if it was a joke.John's face flushed, but Finn remained calm, his expression firm. "Yes, that's right."The salesperson snickered, glancing at John's suit again. "Did you check the sign before coming? The lowest membership costs a million dollars."

—----John walked out of his office and into the bright sunlight, his phone already in hand. He dialed Rachel's number, his eyes scanning the parking lot for Finn and the car."Hey Rachel, it's John. I need to reschedule our meeting for an hour later. Something urgent has come up," he said, his voice firm but apologetic."Okay, no problem sir. Is everything all right?" Rachel asked, her voice filled with concern.John nodded, even though she couldn't see him. "Yeah, everything's fine. I just need to take care of something."He ended the call and spotted Finn waiting by the car. "Hey Finn, I need to go to an address. It's an old apartment of mine."Finn raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. He started the engine and drove off into the streets. When they arrived at the address, Finn stared at the building, then back at the GPS, wondering if it was the wrong address. But the GPS indicated they were at the right destination. He looked at John from the rearview mirror, confusion etche