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The Prosperity Mentor

(Free Version)
By
Carl “J.C.” Pantejo

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Limits of Liability/Disclaimer of Warranty

The author and publisher of this book have used their best efforts in preparing and presenting its content. They make no representation or warranties with respect to accuracy, applicability, fitness, or completeness of its contents. They disclaim any warranties (expressed or implied), merchantability, or fitness for any particular purpose.

The author and publisher shall in no event be held liable for any loss or other damages, including but not limited to special, incidental, consequential, or other damages. They do not warrant the performance, effectiveness or applicability of any of the strategies and techniques successfully used by others listed in this book. All examples of past successful endeavors are put forth for information purposes only and are not warranted for content, accuracy or any other implied or explicit purpose.

Always seek the advice of competent legal, tax, accounting, medical or other appropriate professional for any and all matters that may impact your personal, individual situation.

Some of the situations in this story are based on actual events. Certain characters may be composites, or entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any one person living or dead is merely coincidental.

If you detect a similarity between these fictional characters and persons who exist, please consider that in a world with billions of people, the chances for coincidence of detail in an imaginary person and a real person are actually quite good.

Fictional Characters:

Juan Carlos (“J.C.”), Y.N. Vurce (“Yu” Nee Vers), and Kai are fictional characters created by and property of the author. The fictional characters are to be in no way shape or form recreated or used without my permission.

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DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to the women in my life: Ophelia, my intrepid and munificent mother; Barbara Jean, my thoughtful and always responsive sister; Anya, my cheerful and beautiful daughter; Teri, the trusted friend and eternal voice of reason; Diane, the selfless life guide to me and countless others, and Soukvilay Symoungkhoun; my lovely and caring soul mate.

To: Mom, Beej, Anya, Teri, Diane, and Kai,
“For your unconditional love and devotion, this book is dedicated to you.”
Forever grateful that you are in my life; and loving you always,
Carl “J.C.” Pantejo
Table of Contents
Limits of Liability/Disclaimer of Warranty……………3

 

Dedication………………………………………………...5

 

Table of Contents…..…………………………………….6

 

Preface.................................................................................9

 

Acknowledgements……………………………………..11

 

From the Author: Life Changes………………………12

 

Prologue……………………….………………………...14

 

Chapter 1: Not a typical day…...................................16

 

Chapter 2: The car, the woman, and the
billionaire
…………………………….…27

 

Chapter 3: The Education Begins………..…………39

 

Chapter 4: Down the rabbit hole I go………...…….44

 

Chapter 5: Yu and Kai………………………………49

 

Chapter 6: Are all the opportunities gone?...............56

 

Chapter 7: The Original Substance – The One.…...64

 

Chapter 8: How to make Riches Come to You ……70

 

Chapter 9: Good God, Bad World?.............………..78 Chapter 10: …to forgive is divine. …………………..88

 

Chapter 11: The Chimera called Money…………….95

 

Chapter 12: Create, Create, and Create!....................99

 

Chapter 13: Valuing Value………………………….104

 

Chapter 14: A Hint of the Certain Way – If you know
what you really want, it’s already on its
way!
.........................................................112

 

Chapter 15: Gratitude – Staying Connected……….117

 

Chapter 16: Write it down!........................................123

 

Chapter 17: Keep your mind at home (it does the most
good there……………………………..
131

 

Chapter 18: Meow and the Origami Bird…………140

 

Chapter 19: Acting in the Certain Way – Preparing to
Receive…………………
……………...144

 

Chapter 20: More on Acting in the Certain Way – The
Basis for its Success
……………………157

 

Chapter 21: Why not?.................................................165

 

Chapter 22: Field of Endeavors…………………….171

 

Chapter 23: Don’t just talk the talk; Walk the
walk
………………………………….. .177

 

Chapter 24: Beware the Beast………………………184

 

Chapter 25: Only when ready…………………...…188

 

Chapter 26: In your soul, in my soul……………….195

 

Chapter 27: An unusual day………………………...200

Preface

Many of the story’s details originate from my own tumultuous, personal life and experiences in the military. I spent nearly 24 years in and out of the military. I’ve earned, then lost, or given away all my personal wealth (and belongings) many times; usually coinciding with the advent of multiple marriages and divorces. Believing that school was too boring, I dropped out of High School early; only to earn an A.A., B.S., and MBA in less then 4 years much later in life – while working full-time as a
Navy/Marine Corps Medic. In spite of a fear of heights and deep water, I free-fall parachuted out of airplanes and performed diving ops in very deep, open ocean water. I came to Thailand 11 months ago for a week’s vacation, fell into a teaching job, and have never left!

In search of a better philosophy and system to get wealthy, I stumbled onto the book “The Science of Getting Rich,” by Wallace D. Wattles. Unfortunately, the book was written in 1910 and both the language and examples were hard to identify with. Nevertheless, its tenets completely resonated with me. I wanted to internalize, to really “own” the principles contained in the book. So, to personalize the process in a way that would stick, I decided to write a modern story about it; a story that incorporated the concepts of “The Science of Getting Rich” using contemporary language and an existing backdrop. In this way, I knew I could ingrain the concepts into my psyche; while creating something that would help others discover the same powerful ideas.

Novices will easily learn “The Science of Getting Rich” through the edutainment of this book. And veterans of this subject will find the heartwarming anecdotes and examples refreshingly original.

Using today’s language, “My Friend Yu – The Prosperity Mentor” thoroughly explains the timeless, Universal Laws of getting incredibly happy and wealthy. When obeyed, these Universal Laws never fail to result in manifesting great riches. “The Science of Getting Rich” is tightly woven into the plot of this intriguing, romantic, and funny story.

The setting for this narrative is in modern Thailand. The main character is named Juan Carlos “J.C.,” an AsianAmerican English teacher who is forced to hunt for a new job. A half hearted inquiry into a possible employment opportunity results in a chance meeting with a billionaire named “Yu.” They become friends. Eventually, Yu decides to teach J.C. the Science of Getting Rich.

Acknowledgements:

I am grateful for the will, ability, and opportunity to write this book. I could not have done it without the support of all my loved ones, friends, and associates. I would also like to thank the following authors (past and present) who don’t know me; but inspired me to write, examine, explore, and expand. The list includes: Wallace D. Wattles, Napoleon Hill, George S. Clason, David Cameron Gikandi, Bob Doyle, Christopher Westra, Joe Vitale, Dr. Robert Anthony, Dr. Steven Covey, Robert Kyosaki, Andrea Wagenner, Mike Dooley, Paolo Cuello, Steve Goodier, and others.

Life Changes

In the beginning, this project seemed daunting, almost impossible; but completing it has profoundly changed my life for the better - in all respects. The level of personal growth and satisfaction I’ve gained from writing this book was nothing less than phenomenal. Even before completing it, positive things began popping up left and right in my life on a daily basis. Call it dumb or beginner’s luck, “coincidence,” or divine providence; but people and opportunities seemed to magically appear - just when I needed them. I literally began living some of the things I was writing about. Many times, I felt like I was scripting my own life!

Amazing, isn’t it? This all resulted from reading a 1910 book and a flash ambition to write my own book. The ambition quickly became an idea (an obsession) that just would not go away. I felt driven. My only choices were to write down my thoughts or never go to sleep! The original “maybe” turned into a definite “yes;” and I nurtured the belief, the certainty that I could actually write my own book, until it took on a life of its own; quickly becoming a joyous passion.

I can’t list or describe the abundant increase of everything positive in my life since starting, writing, and completing this book. I attribute all this to learning and living The Science of Getting Rich principles mentioned in this book. Now that the book is complete, so is my transformation. I’m a true believer in The Science of Getting Rich. You’ve got to experience it to believe it.

It’s my sincere hope that you learn how to master your world, your life, and create your riches through the powerful thoughts in this book.

“My Friend Yu – The Prosperity Mentor” allows you to learn the Science of Getting Rich” while having fun reading an absorbing story.

And most importantly, it will teach the Certain Way to drastically change your life!

 

Enjoy this holiday on Earth, my friend!

 

You really can play, laugh, and dance with the Universe every day – for the rest of your life.

 

Good Life to you and yours,

Carl “J.C.” Pantejo
Author “My Friend Yu – The Prosperity Mentor” Founder, Y.N. Vurce Publishing

Come visit. You are always welcome. ynvurcepublishing.com

Prologue

Outwardly, I was barely maintaining a professional demeanor. But inside I was bursting with curiosity and envy. What was his story? What were his “secrets of success?” What, if any, “Golden Formulas or Billionaire Lessons” could I get from him? How could this man – a man who looked at least five years younger than myself get so rich, do so much, and most importantly, know so much about me? He knew things about me that only a handful of people were privy to. I was determined to get some answers!

There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
~~~ William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

Chapter 1: Not a typical day…

It all started this morning, a typical morning for me. The tone on my mobile phone went off at 6:00AM. Ten minutes later my watch alarm beeped, telling me that it was time to get my butt moving. I made a cup of coffee and stepped outside onto the small balcony of my apartment. I did some energy, meditation, and motivational
visualizations recommended in the e-courses I had bought 3 weeks ago. It’s become a twice a day habit. Funny thing; I’m really beginning to see some tiny changes in my thoughts lately. They are less negative and cynical, more positive and powerful. That’s a new thing for me. I used to be the armchair critic on anything I knew the tiniest amount of details on. Of course, many times that led to “analysis paralysis” and inaction: but hey, I didn’t know better at that time. I smiled, thinking that there might be something true to all that metaphysical, quantum physics mumbo-jumbo?

Usually, I would be getting ready to go to work at the Thai High School where I’d been teaching English, Physical Education, and Computer Science for the last year. But today I was to meet a prospective new employer. I was in “job-hunting mode” because the English Program at the school was being phased out. Apparently, some genius in administration thought it would be better (and of course, much cheaper) to hire Thai teachers who were educated abroad to replace the current cadre of native English speaking teachers.

The Thai Governmental school system was not immune to the normal governmental political jockeying. I’m not sure what bureaucratic positioning resulted in this hair-brained scheme, but apparently the new Vice Principal was the impetus behind this course of action. Who knows? Maybe the parents of these “elite,” higher tuition students would accept the deal – or not. Non-native English speaking teachers are fully capable of providing grammatically correct written English. But, unfortunately for the elite students, they failed horribly in the area of actually speaking English. Most real, native English speakers can’t understand a single word of the spoken English of these abroad-trained, Thai teachers. Oh well. It was a moot point now. All I knew was that the school year was coming to an end soon and I needed to find a new job; the sooner, the better.

I saw an interesting ad on the internet a couple of days ago. It read “URGENT: motivated individual needed immediately for full-time English proofreading and editing position. Salary: Negotiable upon review of
qualifications. Please call to setup an interview…” On a whim I answered the ad yesterday. Lo’ and behold, they wanted to meet me as soon as possible – meaning today. The meeting was to be a “business brunch” at 9:30AM in the restaurant of some nearby Ritzy hotel. Supposedly, a company representative – I assumed it would be the Human Resource guy or gal – would be there to talk about possible employment, plus treat me to a nice “American Breakfast.” Wow, I already liked this company. If this was the way they treated prospective employees, I wondered how many more bennies came with the job?

The company’s name was “Y.N. Vurce Publishing, Inc.” Its website ynvurcepublishing.com offered a variety of digital material (i.e., eBooks, videos, audios, CD’s, DVD’s, newsletters, online seminars, and one-on-one mentoring) within the realm of “Wealth Creation and Abundant Life Manifestation” – whatever that was? Y.N. Vurce must be a person’s name, probably the owner, a foreign owner. The name and Inc. designation led me to believe that the company could be British or American. The name definitely did not have a Thai ring to it. I wasn’t sure how to pronounce “V-u-r-c-e”? There was no accent over the ending “e,” so I ruled out the French “ver-shay” version. Or maybe it was a Spanish “v” and was pronounced “burse;” or even Italian and pronounced “Burche.” In this part of the world where Asians and Farangs (Thai word for foreigners) abound, the transliteration possibilities and linguistic permutations were endless. I made a mental note to get the representative to say the company’s name first instead of sounding ignorant too early on what I hoped to be a long business relationship.

I did a Google search on: Y.N. Vurce. There was only one short article from a business magazine about a billionaire named Y.N. Vurce. Apparently, this rich man was another one of those young, self-made internet billionaire entrepreneurs. Must be nice, I thought - young, rich, and powerful. I tried some other search engines, but to no avail. This man was probably the typical (if there is a typical) billionaire recluse; not wanting too many people to bother him. I’d spent enough time researching. I told myself it was time to FIDO (Forget It and Drive On). Anyway, I figured that the job I was applying for was part of this billionaire’s many businesses subsidiaries.

I had to prepare my interview clothes. There was laundering and ironing to do. I wanted to look sharp and be as professional as possible. Besides, it seemed like ages since I wore a suit and tie. And it has been years since I wore a military uniform. I kind of missed both. In a suit and tie I felt wealthier. In a military uniform I used to feel comfortable, powerful - “totally at home.” The Thai High School didn’t require teachers to wear neckties, so the traditional Thai shirts and slacks were the norm. Some teachers, especially a few of my current Farang co-workers, tested the limits of minimal personal hygiene and acceptable work clothes standards. Some of the teachers would be reeking of alcohol from the previous night (if they showed up for work at all). Others looked like they didn’t have a mirror in their houses or owned a comb or an iron. One teacher routinely wore the same pair of slacks for the whole workweek (even though most of the classrooms were not properly air-conditioned and one would be swimming in their own sweat within minutes of teaching). In Thailand, where outward appearance can carry more weight than credentials or ability; I wondered how those people could go out in public looking so sloppy and then expect to get respect from the students and fellow ajarns (Thai word for teachers)? I constantly remind myself that it is their business, not mine. Besides, several attempts at addressing the hygiene and appearance issues proved futile in the past.

Being the typical Westerner, I arrived at the Hotel restaurant 15 minutes early. I wasn’t sure if Y.N. Vurce Publishing, Inc. operated on “Asian” time or “Western” time. Asians, with a seemingly perverse delight, are notorious for keeping Farangs waiting (or worse, not showing up at all. No advance notice of cancellation. No remorse if you should happen to bump into them afterwards). There is a saying amongst us Farangs in Thailand, “If you and an Asian agree in the morning to meet at 4:00 PM, the next question should be: What week?” Anyway, I took a quick scan of this clean, modern, and obviously expensive restaurant. Everything oozed wealth. The floor tiles were Venetian marble and some walls were adorned with Persian tapestries. The red tablecloths were immaculate and even the water glasses were some kind of high quality crystal, probably made by “Waterford”.

It was too early for the previous night’s bar hoppers and high-class hookers; and too late for the working class. That only left people like me – “the in-betweens,” meaning in between jobs or soon to be looking for employment – and the Rich, (or the Rich’s minions). Even the attitude of the waiters and waitresses projected an aura of exclusivity. They eyed my tailor-made suit - a Bangkok special, one that could be cloned by any reputable Indian tailor in Thailand – with a smug look of superiority. Admittedly, the staff looked sharper in their uniforms than me in my “Look at me, another naïve Farang” outfit. At least I was comfortable and looked somewhat professional – albeit, the struggling professional teacher type.

The restaurant was devoid of customers, except for one man sitting at a table near the front window reading a Newspaper. It was the Bangkok Post. That meant he was reading (and possibly spoke) English. He was an Asian, probably between 35 to 38 years old. I wasn’t sure. Asians, myself included, tended to have physical appearances that didn’t coincide with biological age. Either they looked way too young or semi-ancient for their ages, depending on lifestyle and financial situation. The man was dressed casually in a pink Ralph Lauren polo style shirt and khaki trousers. Pink shirt, huh? Colors aren’t deemed feminine or masculine in Asia like they are in the United States. Instead, they represent people or events. In Thailand, yellow is the King’s color and light blue is the Queen’s color. Once I wore my off-white casual suit to teach an adult English class and everyone kept asking me if I just got married? I didn’t know that white suits were reserved for weddings in Thailand! Anyway, in the U.S., people would gather that this man with the pink shirt was gay; or oddly enough, he was straight and was ostensibly displaying his masculine confidence by flaunting the norms. But I must say that he did know men’s fashion because the pants weren’t cuffed – disastrous for men under 5’ 8”, it makes them look shorter. And his shoes were definitely Italian leather loafers – no socks, of course. I didn’t see an expensive watch on his wrist. It was just an IronMan sports chronograph. He must be a fitness buff, I thought.

The man noticed me noticing him. To quell my growing anxiety about the upcoming job interview/brunch, I decided to try to strike up a conversation. I figured the company representative would be late anyway. When he saw me approaching, he put down the newspaper, smiled, stood up and extended his hand. Still smiling, he said, “Hello, how ya doin’? My name is Yu. That’s Y-U, not YO-O. A lot of people mistake me for Chinese. Are you here about the proofreading and editing job too?”

While shaking his hand, I thought, “uh-oh.” Yu must be in competition for the same position I wanted. It dawned on me that he had spoken in perfect American English. He looked Thai, or maybe Malaysian, or maybe even Filipino?

To look younger (and more intimidating), I took off my glasses and put on my game face. My vision would remain unchanged – better than normal, “sniper eyes.” The glasses were non-prescription, fake. They were a prop that made me appear more “teacher-like,” a slight and innocent professional disguise. Maybe I could convince this man that vying for the same job against me was useless? Maybe he would conclude that it would be best if he just went home? Yes, he shouldn’t waste his time and just go away.

I had all the checks in the boxes for this job: the administrative skills, the organizational experience, and the academic degrees. Almost unconsciously the military peacock in me was being activated. I stood straighter. Pecs, biceps, and triceps flexed; stomach in, and lats flared. Then I realized it was foolish to try to scare this guy away. Surely the company representative would choose the man with the best credentials – me, of course.

Relaxing, I switched back into civilian mode and said, “Hi. I’m Juan Carlos, but please call me “J.C.” And yes, I’m here about the job. Do you know anything about the company or the mysterious owner? I got diddly-squat, nothing from my internet searches.”

Yu smiled that “Naa, naa, na-naa, naa - I know something that you don’t know” kind of smile. I could picture him sticking his tongue out at me like a little kid. The image made me laugh. Then Yu proudly commenced to give me his knowledge of Y.N. Vurce Publishing, LTD and its owner. “The Publishing company was Mr. Vurce’s (pronounced like “verse,” as in a poem) first company. It enabled him to start other businesses. He has many diversified businesses: A Holding company that caters to the small investor, Fitness Centers, some kind of “Think Tank,” etc.,” he said.

After a long pause (I guess to either organize his thoughts, or to emphasize the significance of the rest of his data), he continued on. “The story of his success is quite unique in one way, but plainly “common” in another – meaning anyone could have done exactly what he did. The only difference is that he DECIDED one day to become rich and began learning and doing all he could to reach his goals. You see, when he was a mere “average working Joe” with an average salary that barely met his needs, he stumbled onto an old book that changed him forever. The book was called “The Science of Getting Rich” by a man named Wallace D. Wattles. The book was written before 1924; and therefore considered Public Domain. That is, it could be used freely by anybody, for any purpose (academically or commercially).

Mr. Vurce instantly saw the wisdom of the messages contained in the book. He began to practice what was prescribed in the book and amazing things began to happen. It seemed like the universe began bringing him new opportunities for financial and personal growth daily! Unfortunately, when he recommended the same book to his friends, they were immediately turned off by the old-style, pre-1920’s form of English. Even the examples were blatantly outdated. Because the book was written over 80 years ago, there is no mention of computers, internet, or mobile phones. The great railways were the controlling, corporate big shots; and worldwide commercial air travel was yet to be born.

But Mr. Vurce still believed there must be a way to attract and hold the attention of our computer savvy, MTV, video snippet, and sound bite crowd. He decided to write his own book, an e-book, in today’s language, depicting modern situations. His book would incorporate the principles of the original book, but modernized. There was nothing to stop him legally because the book was Public Domain. In fact, he had heard that other people had already done what he planned to do, building whole training programs around the book. But, his book would be different, original, with an interesting twist of fate and a bending view of reality. The original idea was to present it as the story of a modern guy just trying to do the normal, modern day things – including the necessity of trying to find a job.

Anyway, the book (the first book he’d ever written) was a resounding success. The e-version and audio file versions of his book could easily be downloaded as a .PDF file or .MP3 file. He followed up with a hardback, a paperback, and a CD audio version of the book. The products were so popular that Mr. Vurce needed to outsource production and distribution to one of his former employers! His website and book made him his first million. After that, he ventured into many other areas. He proved both flexible and highly creative. Wherever he turned his attention to, tons of money was made and thousands of jobs were created. His innovations in every one of his endeavors spawned a whole copycat industry. I think the whole bundle of businesses’ net worth is in the tens of billions by now.” Momentarily finished, Yu sat back; crossed his arms triumphantly, and gave me a big fatcat smile (like the way a cat looks after eating the world’s biggest mouse – fat, dumb, and happy).

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