Chapter 746
Mira met Clara’s gaze and smiled. “When I was back in Melvion City, Bella and Declan from the local news network asked me that exact same question. I gave them a copy of my Strategic Daily Routine, and the answer is entirely contained within those margins. In fact, I can forward you a copy right now p>
Clara’s phone buzzed with a message from Mira. She immediately cast the document onto the studio’s massive monitor, turning to read it alongside Jasper.
“Good God!” Jasper choked out. “You actually lived according to this schedule? For over a year? You didn’t waste a single, solitary second p>
“Not entirely. That was strictly my term-time schedule during my senior year. Over the summer and winter breaks, I shifted the bulk of my hours toward corporate operations,” Mira clarified casually. “Once I hit college, I tweaked the routine to fit my new classes. But the core structure remains practically identical p>
In reality, her actual schedule was far more brutal than the document suggested. She secretly carved out hours every week to study ancient apothecary techniques, successfully elevating herself to the rank of Senior Herbal Apothecary. But that was her lethal hidden ace, a secret she would never broadcast on national television.
“This kind of discipline is something every teenager in the country-hell, even adults like us—needs to study,” Clara announced, awestruck. “Even if people can’t match this terrifying intensity, adopting just a fraction of it would change lives p>
“Honestly, once it becomes a habit, it isn’t nearly as exhausting as it looks,” Mira said dismissively. “If you want something bad enough, you pay the price in blood and sweat. It’s just the natural order of things p>
“It still defies logic,” Jasper pressed. “Fifteen months to go from dead broke to a multi-billion dollar valuation? And you spent the vast majority of your waking hours studying. How did you maintain ironclad control over an exploding conglomerate p>
“I’ve always heavily relied on elite executives to run the daily operations. And I have to take this moment to specifically thank my martialarts senior, Owen. He was my absolute savior and one of my greatest mentors,” Mira stated warmly. “As everyone knows, I was just a high schooler when I founded Solflare. No matter how brilliant my concepts were, I completely lacked the raw corporate management expertise to scale them. Owen, on the other hand, was already a Ph.D. graduate from MIT with extensive operational experience from the moment he stepped in to help me he guided me through every crisis and taught me everything I didn’t know. Solflare wouldn’t be a titan today without him. As for my executive duties, if you look at the schedule, I carved out a brutal two-hour window every night strictly to finalize board-level decisions p>
“Are all your top executives poached from outside firms?” Clara asked.
“Not entirely. We did headhunt some seasoned veterans, but a massive portion of our core leadership consists of talent we nurtured in-house,” Mira explained. “People like Felix Grant in the mobility sector, Quentin Vance over at the financial division, Grant Ziegler managing Solffare Hearth & Grill, Kieran at the entertaiment branch, and Soren Tate leading the tech division. They all joined with strong fundamental skills, but their current dominance in the industry was forged in the trenches, growing alongside the company p>
“You mentioned Mr. Owen Lance just now,” Jasper leaned in, eyes twinkling. “In
what context is he your ‘senior p>
“He’s my senior from martial arts p>
“Was he helping you build the empire from day one p>
Mira shook her head. “No, he didn’t step in until launched the mobility division. The timeline was insanely tight, and we were aggressively scaling nationwide while I
trapped in school. Our mark ne
arts
master was terrified I’d be crushed by the sheer operational load so he Sent Owen to watch my back. We barely knew each other back then. I had zero idea he possessed elite corporate management skills, so I naturally assumed p>
“Hahaha, you assumed your master sent him to be your bodyguard?!” Jasper burst
out laughing, completely losing his professional composure. “Good Lord, if he hears that, he’s going to be absolutely miserable! An MIT-educated corporate titan acting as a high schooler’s muscle? Hahaha p>