When I was a regular workman, I worked like everyone – for a penny, all relatives loved me for some reason, invited me for all family holidays, helped when I needed help. I will get me to live like everyone, I decided to create my business from scratch, but I didn’t have money for the initial contribution. My parents weren’t a hundred when I was 19: they got to the Varia car. My aunt was married to a wealthy man. I thought that helping me would not work. He was dying. Aunt led her hands and said that her own business is slippery and risky, which is why she does not want to invest her own. You know, I do not get used to it. If I was in her place, I would do so. This is her choice, I understood, received, and did not look. The bank was not an option for me – there are huge percentages, I would not pull.

I had to save on everything – even on food, to look for work and to accumulate Rroshi for their business. A little later, all my thoughts became clearer. I knew what company I wanted, what I needed to create it, what I needed starting capital and what money for starting promotion. I was set to go to the end, not to step away. After all, I dreamed of my own business from childhood, and here I had a slowly chance of creating it on my own. The only thing I was nicro was aunt. Every time I appeared somewhere she laughed and shouted: – What is important, what a businessman came our businessman. He was sitting with us at one table. When I managed to achieve the goal – to open my agency, all relatives immediately turned away from me, and especially the same aunt. I haven’t broken. I have never been so motivated.

After a year and a half, I opened several branches in our city. Then my aunt called me that, they say, Sen (her son) intends to submit documents to the university. He needs help with money and housing. At that time, the aunt was already in the separation and could not find a job to take at least minimal earnings, so she remembered my existence. I, of course, refused to help them. I was going to open branches in other cities, it required huge money, so Sen was very inappropriate. Because of my refusal, my aunt turned away from me completely, though she did not communicate with me before. My branches are currently open. The business thrives every day, and the hay sits on the neck of the mother. None of the relatives wants to take it to themselves and does not help money – even too much aunt at one time gave everyone.