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Chapter 89

Penulis: T.R. Balls
Or perhaps—and this seemed far more likely—this was nothing more than a one-man show, a delusional performance fueled by his own inflated confidence. It could be a fatal misjudgment that could drag the entire team, along with their enormous pool of capital, straight into the abyss.

"Mr. Croft… what should we do now?"

The urgent voice of his subordinate yanked Marcus back from the spiral of his thoughts. It was laced with panic and unease.

"Should we… should we invoke our authority right now, cancel all their orders, and forcefully shut down their trades?"

Within the company, the Risk Management Department wielded far more power than outsiders could ever imagine. Their decisions could even override certain department heads.

If they deemed a trade to carry uncontrollable risk, it didn't matter how high the opposing party's position was. Once Risk Management intervened, the order would not go through.

And yet… that rule blurred—sometimes even dissolved completely—when it came to cer
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  • I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street   Chapter 90

    The office was steeped in a strange, almost stagnant silence.Even Elon, who had only just taken his seat as manager of Desk Seven, found it oddly novel.Leaning back in his chair, he let his eyes drift over the open workspace, his thoughts calm but contemplative. 'So quiet… this is the first time I've ever heard it so quiet.'In his memory, the trading floor always transformed into a battlefield the instant the opening bell rang. It was a place choked with smoke and noise, charged with frenzy and tension.He could still recall, with startling clarity, the days when he had been nothing more than a green rookie, scurrying about like a frantic worker bee in that chaos. He'd ferried towering stacks of documents, scalding cups of coffee, and quick snacks to those bloodshot, half-mad veterans who lived and breathed the market.Those days remained vivid in his mind—brutal, exhausting, but invaluable. They had taught him lessons no textbook ever could.But now…The trading department l

  • I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street   Chapter 89

    Or perhaps—and this seemed far more likely—this was nothing more than a one-man show, a delusional performance fueled by his own inflated confidence. It could be a fatal misjudgment that could drag the entire team, along with their enormous pool of capital, straight into the abyss."Mr. Croft… what should we do now?"The urgent voice of his subordinate yanked Marcus back from the spiral of his thoughts. It was laced with panic and unease."Should we… should we invoke our authority right now, cancel all their orders, and forcefully shut down their trades?"Within the company, the Risk Management Department wielded far more power than outsiders could ever imagine. Their decisions could even override certain department heads.If they deemed a trade to carry uncontrollable risk, it didn't matter how high the opposing party's position was. Once Risk Management intervened, the order would not go through.And yet… that rule blurred—sometimes even dissolved completely—when it came to cer

  • I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street   Chapter 88

    But when Marcus saw the trading data his subordinate pulled up—those glaring flow charts and position lists on the screen—he almost couldn't believe his eyes."What… what the hell?!"The words tore out of him in a low, hoarse growl, his pupils contracting sharply as he locked onto the display.Rows of blinding red loss figures stabbed at his eyes like needles, each one making his eyelid twitch uncontrollably.Desk Seven.The very team led by Elon.Every single move they had made was in outright defiance of the market's current frenzy—a complete, one-hundred-and-eighty-degree reversal of mainstream trends.They were going against the tide. Utterly, recklessly against the tide!"He just got promoted to manager, and he's already pulling something this outrageous?"Marcus's thoughts churned, doubt and alarm crashing together."Don't tell me… he's losing his mind again?! Shorting index futures… large-scale short-selling of equities… and he even…" Marcus's voice trembled with disbe

  • I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street   Chapter 87

    The aroma of hot coffee drifted through the air, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible bitterness.Ah…Marcus, a manager at Risk Management, leaned back in his chair and released a long, drawn-out breath, savoring a rare moment of stolen leisure.The trading floor outside still buzzed with noise, but inside Risk Management, an uncanny calm had settled.Just days ago, it had been a very different scene—his department had run like a machine wound to its tightest spring, every nerve stretched taut, every second a battle. The market had thrashed like a beast in seizure.And when traders, eyes bloodshot, lost their heads and lunged into reckless gambles that breached risk limits, Marcus and his team had to strike like sentinels on constant watch—banning trades, issuing warnings, round-the-clock surveillance.Every moment had been a tightrope walk.But today, none of that was necessary.Almost every trader in the company had thrown themselves into the raging inferno of the stock mar

  • I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street   Chapter 86

    From the board of directors down to every department, not a single voice rose to question Elon's promotion—not one objection.And what did that mean? It meant Elon's backing was so formidable that he could ignore the rules outright. It meant he had the power to do as he pleased. Crossing him was no different from crossing the chairman of the company himself."Damn it!" Zane ground his teeth, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes giving way to reckless resolve. His gaze sharpened. "Fine. I'll gamble!"'The manager already said it himself, didn't he? If things go wrong, he takes the fall. He'll take responsibility.'That casual remark had radiated a confidence so blindingly obvious it might as well have been written across the sky: I've got someone covering me. Someone powerful. Someone untouchable.Even if he lost the team's entire capital, he could afford it. The team would not collapse. His managerial seat would remain unshaken. And for those beneath him, he'd made it clear th

  • I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street   Chapter 85

    "We may be a team, with a shared strategy," Elon began, his voice calm, steady. "But in the end, each trader is responsible for his own results. The company evaluates performance individually, not collectively. Am I right?"Then, without pause, his tone took on a new edge, "So, if you are absolutely certain that your judgment is correct, then you're free to act on it. I respect your professional assessment, as well as your personal choice."On the surface, his words radiated fairness, democracy, and even consideration for his subordinates.But Zane had been in the workplace too long to be fooled. He could hear the unspoken message as clearly as if it had been shouted in his ear:I am the one in charge here. If you don't trust me, if you think I'm giving reckless orders and want to break away, go ahead. But when I come down on you, you won't survive it.Elon picked up the marked-up file and handed it back."Take this to the team. They can follow the positions I've highlighted. But

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