Chapter 1

April 1, 1979

This is a day worth commemorating.

Well, at least for William White.

Really, could it be that Mr. God also celebrates April Fool's Day?

Otherwise, why would He choose this day?

William White was a reckless second generation, inheriting a substantial fortune after his parents died in a plane crash.

Unfortunately, in his previous life, he was truly too reckless. Not only did he squander the family business, but he also ruined his own health.

Fortunately, he had squandered all his wealth. His life had also come to an end. Even more fortunately, he actually reincarnated.

Suddenly, his brain began to function uncontrollably, with a massive amount of information flooding in.

What's happening to me?

Why are there so many memory fragments?

No, no, who is this David List? Isn't he just the author sitting next to me?

Right, the plane.

Oh no, it wasn't just turbulence, was it?

This phenomenon is too supernatural. Could I have encountered a wormhole or a spatial storm?

Based on the information in my brain, those poor guys are probably doomed.

Sigh! Another plane crash? The planes in this world are really unreliable.

Thinking of the plane crash, William thought of his parents.

Although he was a foolish young man, he had a very good relationship with his parents. Especially his mother, who was extremely indulgent towards him.

Yes, his mother was a Chinese woman.

Generally speaking, Chinese people are very indulgent towards their children. This is something ingrained in their souls, regardless of nationality.

"Mom, rest assured, I will live well. I will be your pride." William silently recited in his heart, tears streaming down his face without him realizing it.

Knock, knock

"Master, you haven't eaten for a whole day."

"I know, Uncle Fub, I'll come out after I take a shower."

"Alright, Master."

Fub was his old butler. Not only did he respect him, but even his mother respected him greatly. The old man had come to America with his grandfather. On the surface, he was a butler, but in reality, he was like family. He was his grandfather's sworn brother.

Fub also sighed. It had been almost half a year since the young lady passed away, and the young master still hadn't recovered. This couldn't go on. There was no one in the family to make decisions. What could be done?

William felt something strange. His strength seemed to have increased, and his mind seemed clearer. Could this be the benefit of reincarnation?

Yes, little William seemed to have grown stronger too. Unfortunately, it wasn't very useful now. It had been a long time since he had gone wild.

Changing into casual clothes, William left his bedroom. He was really hungry now. He wondered what they would have for dinner.

"Uncle Fub, what's good for dinner? I'm really hungry now."

"Master, the steak today is very good. It's very fresh. The truffle soup is also excellent."

"Great, Uncle Fub, get me a glass of red wine. I'm almost 19, you can't keep controlling me."

"Alright, Master, but just one glass."

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that his young master was in a good mood, Fub didn't lecture him. He hoped the young master would recover soon. The family couldn't continue like this.

William White was still very depressed. If he had come back a year earlier, his parents wouldn't have had the accident. Their vacation plans could have been changed. He really didn't understand what was so great about the pyramids.

Sigh…

The foundation left by his father was still very solid. Although he wasn't a top-tier billionaire, he was definitely a solid millionaire.

In this era, a millionaire was roughly equivalent to a billionaire in 2019.

Now, even a millionaire was very impressive. A billionaire was at the top of the pyramid.

Although his father had planned ahead, this accident was too sudden. Being robbed by the tax department was inevitable.

The inheritance tax in America was really harsh, with half of the estate going to the government. Although they used various methods to avoid taxes, his father's legacy was still heavily impacted.

The family's main assets were the farm and the oil fields. These taxes would be devastating. They would either lose the farm or the oil fields.

"Uncle Fub, how are the family's assets doing?"

"Master."

Seeing Fub hesitate, William White couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Tell me, Uncle Fub. I must take responsibility. Just speak your mind."

"Alright, Master. Recently, White Oil has been under pressure. The stock price has been consistently low, and it seems someone is targeting us."

"Um, how much cash do we need?"

"About thirty million dollars."

"I see, Uncle Fub, apply for an extension on the inheritance tax. Let's see what changes will happen soon."

"Alright, Master. I'll notify the accountant immediately."

Inheritance tax is actually a cruel tax. It doesn't affect the wealthy class, as they have various means to avoid it.

But for William White, this is a big problem. If not handled well, the family's assets could be lost.

In the context of the oil crisis, his father had successfully turned things around but had offended many oil tycoons. This stock turmoil was due to that.

William White had no interest in the oil industry. But that doesn't mean others can take advantage of him.

It seems that quickly making a large sum of money is the priority. He absolutely can't be swindled by those bastards.

William White remembered very clearly that in his previous life, their oil company was sold at a low price. Stocks worth two hundred million dollars were sold for only fifty million.

Right, it was the Hunter family. Their oil fields ended up with the Hunter family.

Hunter? Didn't that family go bankrupt from silver trading?

Wait, silver?

Ha ha! I have a plan, let's see how you die!

Although it's a capitalist country where profit can be pursued by any means, families like the Hunters are rare. After all, the relationship between the two families was still quite good. This level of kicking someone when they're down is a bit too much.

As a billionaire heir, the funds he could currently use were only a few million. Although this was already very impressive, it still felt a bit stifling.

American law stipulates that inheritance tax must be paid within nine months. One extension can be applied for, which is six months. Until the tax is paid, these assets have nothing to do with you.

The night on the farm was very quiet. Looking at the dark sky, William White felt very lost. This day had been too long for him, feeling like half a century had passed.

He couldn't stay on the farm anymore. Texas wasn't suitable for his development. The farm and oil weren't industries he liked. He should take advantage of the good oil prices in recent years and sell them quickly.

Actually, the White family was an old capitalist family, but unfortunately, the family was not very prosperous. Now it was even worse, with only one heir left. If anything happened to William, the White family would be declared extinct.

It seems that continuing the family legacy can only rely on him. To maintain the family's prosperity, he needs to have more children. He really didn't understand why his father and mother didn't have more children. If he had siblings, managing the family assets would be much easier.