He knelt beside Eli and handed him a small velvet box. Inside was a toy Bugatti — the same color as his real one. “You reminded me of something I’d forgotten,” the man said gently. “That kindness doesn’t need to be grand — just genuine.” Then he explained that he once was a real mailman before building a successful business.

Every summer, he spent a week delivering mail again — to remember where he came from. Eli’s simple act had touched him deeply, more than any deal or handshake ever had.