After the Porsche incident, Emir began to understand the potential of his newfound cashback power. But as much as he wanted to go wild with purchases, a little voice in his head—well, more like Khalid's sarcastic voice—reminded him to be careful. "If you suddenly start buying castles, people are going to ask questions."
So, Emir decided to keep things low-key for now. Or at least his version of low-key.
The next day, Emir returned to the dealership to finalize the paperwork and pick up his new Porsche. As he entered, the receptionist greeted him with a bright smile. "Welcome back, Mr. Emir. The car is ready for you."
As the keys were handed over, Emir couldn't help but feel like royalty. "This is it," he thought, "the beginning of a new chapter in my life."
He walked to the parking lot, and there it was—gleaming under the sunlight, the black 2024 Porsche 911 GT3 RS. He couldn't wait to get behind the wheel.
But as he approached the car, a familiar voice called out, "Hey, man, nice ride!"
It was Khalid. Somehow, he'd found out about the car and was now recording Emir on his phone. "This is going straight to my Insta," Khalid said, grinning.
"Are you serious right now?" Emir groaned, trying to shoo him away.
"Relax! I'm just documenting your midlife crisis," Khalid joked.
On the way home, Emir stopped at a gas station to fill up his new car. He was still marveling at how smooth the Porsche handled when he stepped out to pump gas.
But Emir's moment of pride was quickly interrupted. As he started filling the tank, a guy in a beat-up sedan parked next to him shouted, "Hey, buddy, what's a rich guy like you doing at a regular gas station?"
Emir smirked. "What, rich people don't need gas?"
The guy laughed. "I just figured you'd have a private gas station or something. By the way, nice car. You planning to buy the gas station next?"
Before Emir could reply, a teenager on a skateboard zipped by, smacking the side mirror with his hand. "Nice wheels, Mr. Moneybags!" the kid shouted.
"Seriously?" Emir muttered, inspecting the mirror. It wasn't damaged, but his patience was wearing thin.
As he drove away, he couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. "First the bumper, now this. At this rate, I'll need a bodyguard for the car."
Later that evening, Emir decided to treat himself to a proper meal. He went to an upscale steakhouse, something he'd never done before. As he looked over the menu, a waiter approached with an air of superiority.
"May I recommend the Wagyu steak, sir?" the waiter asked, clearly sizing Emir up.
"Sure," Emir said, not even looking at the price.
When the bill came, it was a whopping $500. Emir paid without flinching, and sure enough, his phone buzzed moments later.
"Congratulations! Cashback: $50,000 added to your account."
As Emir left the restaurant, he thought, "I could get used to this."
As Emir drove home, a shiny billboard caught his attention: "Exclusive Art Auction This Weekend – Rare Items From Around the World."
He made a mental note to check it out. "I wonder if I could buy something ridiculous, like a golden toilet. Why not? It's practically free with my cashback."
Meanwhile, a man sitting in a dark office somewhere was watching Emir's spending patterns. "How does a guy like that afford a Porsche and Wagyu steak in the same week? Something doesn't add up."
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End of Chapter 2 Stats
Spending:
Porsche: $300,000 (From Chapter 1)
Gas: $100
Steakhouse Dinner: $500
Cashback Earned:
Porsche: $30,000,000
Gas: $10,000
Steakhouse Dinner: $50,000
Net Worth Update:
Previous Balance: $30,315,000
Total Cashback: $30,060,000
New Net Worth: $60,375,000
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As Emir starts attending luxury events and auctions, he realizes his cashback power isn't just about money—it opens doors to experiences and opportunities he never imagined. But can he keep his newfound wealth a secret from the world?