All Chapters of I'm Just A Gamer Who Beat Wall Street: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Elon's hand trembled. The beer he'd just lifted nearly slipped from his grasp and went flying."What?!" His eyes widened, convinced he'd misheard."I already told you," Winford said firmly, his tone carrying an authority that brooked no doubt."Those with ability deserve to be raised high."Elon took a mechanical gulp of cold beer, trying to steady his rattled nerves.He didn't have much work experience, but even he knew this—an absolute rookie, fresh in the door only a handful of days, being promoted to team manager? That was a leap farther than Earth to the moon. It was practically strapping into a rocket."A… team manager? You mean I'd actually lead a whole team?" he asked cautiously."Of course. Haven't you already led raids in the guild? Commanded whole groups through dungeon runs? Same idea. Different battlefield, that's all." Winford waved his hand dismissively."Uh… leading a raid and managing a trading team don't exactly feel comparable…" Cold sweat broke across Elon's f

"By the way, I actually came today for something important." Chloe set her phone aside, her expression suddenly serious."Hm?""Last week, I made you treat me to dinner. You've only just started working, and I'm guessing you haven't even gotten your first paycheck yet. Having you foot the bill doesn't sit right with me. So today, it's my turn!"She patted her little purse with a flourish."Oh, and while we're at it, I'll buy you a proper suit to celebrate your new job. Once Mom and Dad get home tonight, we'll go out for a nice meal together, then stop by a clothing store.""Uh, that's really not necessary…" Elon looked embarrassed."Enough, don't be shy with me!" Chloe cut him off with a wave of her hand. "Remember when I first landed a job? You used the money you'd scraped together from odd jobs to buy me a pair of leather shoes. I've been wearing them ever since!"That felt like a lifetime ago…Elon never imagined his sister would still remember and that she still had those s

"What's up with… this sudden personnel change this morning? What's going on?" Zane asked.Brock raised a brow. "Oh? What's wrong? Don't tell me… you've been reassigned to that newly formed team?"Zane's mood was a storm of bitter flavors, like a jar of mixed spices knocked over inside him.The moment he stepped into the office, a transfer order had been slapped into his hand.A new team? Fine. Nothing unusual there.But the real sting—the team's leader turned out to be none other than Elon, the very rookie he'd once clashed with.Yes, he had worked hard to smooth things over afterward, all but fawning to patch the rift. Still, having Elon suddenly promoted above him, to become his boss? That was a bitter pill to swallow.Forcing his face into calm, Zane probed cautiously, "Well… I've heard some things too. They say Elon's a 'connection hire,' right? Brought in personally by the chairman.""Oh? That's all you've heard?" Brock asked with pointed curiosity."Eh?""I mean, apart

Not a single word had been spoken. And yet, from Brock's simple gesture and that almost imperceptible smile, Elon somehow read something deeper—recognition.It was a silent affirmation from his former superior.The feeling was subtle, but it warmed his chest.Thinking back, Brock really did seem cold and unyielding on the surface, like a stone pulled straight from a latrine pit. But if Elon thought carefully, the one who had truly borne the pressure, the one who had given him the most chances to try and prove himself… was none other than this supposedly cold-faced, warm-hearted manager.In truth, Elon's success today owed no small debt to Brock's early trust and opportunities.'I'll have to find a chance to thank him properly,' Elon thought. 'With all that muscle on him… maybe a new set of heavy dumbbells? That might actually fit.'He shook off the distraction and turned his gaze down the corridor, to the end where a door bore a gleaming plaque: Desk Seven.'That… is my office

"…The current market situation is that virtually all hot money is flooding into the B-shares."In the conference room, senior trader Zane was the first to speak, kicking off the inaugural formal meeting of the newly formed Desk Seven.Around the long rectangular table sat the team's core members: Elon, the newly appointed team manager; Zane, senior trader; three full traders; and one trading assistant.Six people. A lean, focused team.Zane had clearly done his homework. He pulled up a series of complex charts and models, projecting them onto the main screen, and began his analysis in a calm, measured tone."Mr. Shaw, as you're aware, after a prolonged downturn, regulators have launched a full-scale policy offensive. The central bank announced a 0.5% reserve ratio cut, injecting about 100 billion in long-term liquidity. On top of that, they've rolled out tools like the Securities, Fund, and Insurance Swap Facility and Special Stock Repo Re-lending Program, with the first tranche r