"Hey, Kahn, you let me go again these days. If you don't come to accompany me to clear that video game, you will lose me, a very good trader!"
Carl Shelton put his arm around Kahn's neck, and said threateningly to him, Carl's father was a well-known stockbroker on Wall Street. Influenced by his father, Carl began to study the American stock market since he was a child, and became a trader Pretty good.
After Kahn knew that Carl was good at trading, he entrusted him with money to let Karl open an account for him. With his father's help, it was much faster than Kahn's own account opening. After opening the account, Kahn was in command, and Karl obeyed. Order.
Both of them have made a lot of money so far. Karl didn't invest much money every time because he heard his father say how scary the stock market was when he was a child, so he didn't make as much money as Kahn; most of Kahn's funds now It was all controlled by himself, and only over one million dollars was entrusted to Karl.
"I'm not letting you down, Carl, I think you need this more than the game."
Kahn took out a few teaching books, which he had used, filled with his notes, not deliberately prepared for Karl, but he just brought them here today.
"Carl, after reading this, it should be enough for you to pass the school exam."
Carl took it over and looked through it. The dense notes on it immediately made him feel like his head would explode. If there is anything that can make him sit down and read seriously, then the only thing is the financial statements of Wall Street.
"Kan, my goal is not Columbia University, this thing..."
"What? Are you saying you don't need this? Carl, look at the notes inside, and then look at me, how long do you think it took me to prepare this for you!?"
Kahn said righteously, before Karl noticed something was wrong, he continued to attack his shame.
"Brother, you know me. After reading this, I will definitely be sent to the ICU for emergency treatment." Carl said apologetically. But rejected this kind of intention, which made Karl feel very sorry.
"Forget it, maybe I didn't think about it properly, it's not your fault, but Carl, I need your help with something..."
Kahn took advantage of the situation and made a request. Before Carl could react, apart from being sensitive to the stock market, this guy was as slow as a retarded patient. In the last year of high school, he could still maintain a virgin owner, and only Carl up.
"No problem, if I can do it, I will never refuse." Carl agreed in one breath.
His father's connections are relatively wide, at least much better than the down-and-out Ponte family, and Kahn also has a lot of things to do, so it's better to let Carl run errands than to play video games all day.
"I want to rent a warehouse with a higher security factor, and help me find a reliable supermarket supplier. It may be useful after a while."
Kahn doesn't know what kind of world he will be traded to, but the only things he can get at the moment are living supplies, medicines, and ammunition. Among them, ammunition cannot be supplied on a large scale. Now he can only hope that the first trading world can be successfully completed trade.
Carl asked suspiciously: "Are you going to open a supermarket, buddy? This is not a good choice. Do you want to disband the Wall Street Lightning Group..."
"I have other uses, please Carl, I will contact you when the time comes; and the lightning combination you mentioned never existed from the beginning, and I have never joined any combination, especially an organization with a strange name."
After speaking, it was almost time for class, and Kahn ended his communication with Carl.
Kahn's time in class is the most free in the school. As long as he does not disturb other people and violate the laws of the United States, no one will care about him; this comes from his grades, and he has basically been admitted to Columbia University. You don't need to learn some knowledge you already know.
Kahn even decided that he would go to the teacher to ask for a long-term leave later, and Kahn stopped wasting time in school recently.
Thinking about it now, he still knows too few things, but if he is really asked to learn for four or five years and wait until the peak of his life to use the trading system, it will be difficult for Kahn to do so.
It's like a game fan facing a new server game, asking him to practice his skills before playing the game is definitely unrealistic, because he can't help it.
A few days later, Kahn came to another house that was traded ahead of time. Although there were many buildings here, there were not many people living there. Kahn's parents hadn't lived here much after they bought it.
In the evening, Kahn saw a minivan parked in front of his house. After flashing the lights three times, Kahn opened the garage door for the other party and let the owner of the gun shop drive the car in.
"All the things you want are here. There are bullets on the outside and guns and bazookas inside. If you leave here, I will never admit that I sold you these things."
After the gun shop owner finished speaking, he helped Kahn move the ammunition boxes down, and then opened them one by one for him to check; after confirming that the ammunition was correct, Kahn jumped into the carriage again and checked the firearms he wanted to buy.
Pistols, rifles, and submachine guns are all fine, and the sound is clear. Kahn has also played with the guns for several years, and it can be seen that these batches are new. for a moment.
"No problem, boss, happy cooperation."
After Kahn finished speaking, he returned to the house, took the remaining balance, and handed it to the owner of the gun shop, and said at the same time: "Boss, I hope that I can give me an excellent discount in the next transaction. After all, I want Think long-term deals."
In the past few arms purchases, Kahn could only buy from these people. After he develops his power, he may place an order directly from Stark Industries.
"Call me George, next time it will definitely be a real price, I won't entrap old customers."
After confirming that the money was correct, George, the owner of the gun shop, drove away from here. After the money was earned, he planned to rest for a month, at least to confirm that Kahn was not crazy before reopening the shop.
After he left, Kahn put all the sorted ammunition and firearms into the space backpack of the trading system, but before that, Kahn had loaded all the firearms into magazines, including the shells in the bazooka .
"Very convenient.."
Kahn tried to take out the firearm from the space backpack and put it in again, just for a moment, so that he could be surprised.
"Then the next step is to search for the first trading plane through the system."
After Kahn got the gun, the house was useless. He drove directly back to the place where he lived. Compared with the place just now, the villa here is safer.
"System, search the trading world."
Following Kahn's order, chaos appeared on the panel, and then countless starlights flashed, and finally a shining starlight appeared on the panel; Kahn hurried to the starlight point after seeing this, and then the system panel displayed Some scenes of this world.
Green multi-pocket thick vests, many people are fighting in a battlefield, but they don't use guns, but through some gestures, let themselves spit out water, fire, wind and thunder, and there are shurikens with four corners and cloth tied There is no sharp edge in suffering.
In addition to the scene of this battlefield, Kahn also saw other places, where civilians went to the streets to buy supplies, and businessmen ate and drank in the izakaya, laughing and talking about business.
"This is...the world of ninjas."