A couple of days later, I was fast approaching my exams. I did most of my things the same except that me and Noelle had been having overnight sessions, where she would sleep over and go home the next morning.
I also slowly grew my wealth as I continued to earn from stocks. Satoshi had finally responded to me, and I proposed the idea of him working for me to him. At first he was skeptical and in disbelief but when I asked to meet up with him, he knew I was serious.
He explained how that wouldn't be possible as he was very broke, and that he didn't have the funds to transport himself from Japan to America.
I spoke to him for some more days and when I finally gained his trust, he finally agreed. I offered to pay for his flight and accommodation when he got here and he happily accepted.
He didn't have a job, his family lived in a village away from the city he lived in, he had no girlfriend or special ties with anyone and when I offered him a hefty sum he complied.
And so this was where I currently was, Satoshi had arrived the night before and Michael and I were on our way to meet with him at the hotel he was in.
He lodged at Sundown hotel, a hotel that was under the control of the Darhk family, and so getting a reservation for him there was no problem.
When I finally arrived at the hotel, I entered with Michael and was treated with the utmost amount of respect. "Welcome Mr. Damon, would you like to book a room? We will prepare the very best we have to offer for you shortly" a young lady who I recognized as the receptionist said as she approached me.
"There will be no need for that, I'm actually here to see someone, can you direct me to the room of Mr. Satoshi Nishimoto" I said.
"Right away sir, he checked in yesterday night and said he was expecting a visitor, I never imagined it would be you Mr. Damon. He's in room 201 on the fourth floor." She said, smiling.
"Thank you" I simply said and me and Michael proceeded to Satoshi's room. When we got to the front of his room, I pressed the doorbell and there was a voice from inside, beckoning us to enter.
I opened the door and walked in, Michael following closely behind and saw Satoshi at a desk on his computer. When he looked and recognized me, he walked up to me and bowed his head as he shook my hand, as was custom in Japan.
There was no language barrier between us as he was well learnt in English, and this made things easier for us. We exchanged pleasantries for a while and then all finally sat at the desk.
"Satoshi, it's wonderful to have you here.What do you think of America so far?" I asked with a tiny smile.
"It's my first time leaving Japan and I must say it's a very lovely country. I thank you once again for having me." He said politely.
"By the way I'm sorry I failed to introduce you two earlier. Satoshi, this is Michael Brown, my business partner and very close friend, he will be an intermediary in all our dealings together." I said.
"A pleasure to meet you" he said, extending his hand to Michael for a handshake.
"Likewise" Michael replied as he took his hand and shaked him respectfully.
"So now let's get down to business." I said and I signaled Michael to take action. He put the briefcase he'd been holding on the table and opened it, displaying about $60,000 in cash.
I saw Satoshi stare at the money wide eyed, and I beckoned Michael to close and return the briefcase.
"Mr Satoshi, I'm sure by now you do not doubt my financial capabilities, this is just a fraction of the amount I'd be willing to offer you if you accept to work for me." I said.
"Mr Damon, I'm perfectly aware of all you're proposing and I'd be more than happy to work for you." He said.
"Good now let's discuss the clause of your contract" I said signaling Michael once again as he handed me a folder containing the contract.
The contract stated that Satoshi would continue to develop spit coins fully funded by me and that when it made headway, the credit would come to me and I would be named as its creator.
It also stated that Satoshi would have to stay in America, and would have to work for me, for as long as spit coins stayed relevant in the commercial world.
The contract was very unfair and I was very sure that Satoshi realized that, but he was desperate and I was simply taking advantage of that.
"Mr. Damon, I have no problem with you taking the credit for the development of spit coins but I only have one issue with this contract." He said.
"Oh? And what might that be?" I asked, I was sure it would be something minor that could be easily taken care of and my confidence was sky high.
"The contract stipulates that I will have to live in America for the duration that I would work for you, what about my family? I wouldn't want to leave them in Japan." He said.
"That's no problem, I could arrange for your family and siblings to move to America and be accommodated, fully funded of course". I said.
"You would do that?" He said wide eyed, clearly shocked by my claim.
"This just shows how much I want to work with you Satoshi, I see more promise in spit coin that you can even fathom, and if you agree to work with me I promise I'll make both of us very rich men," I said smiling.
He looked out the window, taking in the view of the city as he stared. He was clearly pondering this decision as it would greatly affect the rest of his life.
"Alright then Mr. Damon, you have yourself a deal." He said as he pulled the contract to him and signed it.
I did the same and handed the contract back to Michael. We both stood up and shook hands once again.
"It will be a pleasure to do business with you, I have to leave now. Mr. Michael will let you know the further details about your accommodation and workload, have a wonderful day." I said.
And with that I gained full control of spit coins and ultimately secured my status as a billionaire.
Securing shares in Pineapple would be my next step.