"Can you convert 1 million euros?" Jack asked; he wanted to know if Mr. Smith can convert the money
"1 Million? Alright, it won't be a problem," Mr. Smith smilingly said.
"Alright, that's better. Come tomorrow with 1 million dollars in cash, and I'll give you 1 million euros; you take the extra." Jack said the rate of Euros and dollars was almost the same.
"Alright, Doctor, we'll take our leave for now. Amanda, say thank you." Mr. Smith left while still smiling politely at Jack.
"Dad, was it really necessary? He's just a boy my age," Amanda said as she walked out of the Plaza Hotel with her father. Her intentions were clear—she wanted to be with Jack and wanted nothing more for him.
"You don't understand how the world works, my daughter. He's a genius doctor, a doctor who has invented such a thing that he would be getting the Nobel this year, a mega genius," Mr. Smith said as he was walking towards the Crown Building in the bustling New York streets.
