Buy low, sell high. There wasn't a risk of loss as long as he knew what he was doing, unless the market was very unstable, which he observed to not be the case as of late. It was the perfect time to make money, he believed. He took out some notes —his predictions on the stock prices—he had scribbled down recently, which had all proved to be correct. That was what gave him the idea too.
The only problem was that he was broke. He couldn't afford a computer, or a smartphone that would give him access to the internet.
Sun Yuhan had gone to work on that day, while Jiu Yue idled at home.
He grabbed the key and headed out, but stood rooted to the ground when he reached the busy streets, where people milled about and cars zoomed past him. He did not know where to go.
The place was big, and foreign to him.
He stepped out and moved along with the crowd, until a large digital mall loomed before him.
