For the Manshtein Magic Potion Company, a high stock price was a good thing, but for Marvin, who wanted to regain equity and keep his shareholding at 51%, a high stock price was not good news.
"Forget it, let it be,"
Seeing the situation was out of control, Marvin knew he couldn't force things. His funds were limited and he couldn't invest all of them in the stock market; he had to settle for the second best and buy back as many shares as he could.
At 2 PM, the staff slowly opened the doors of the London Stock Exchange. Investors rushed in, swarming the buying windows, frantically purchasing shares of the Manshtein Medicaments. The stock price on the blackboard kept refreshing higher and higher and higher...
"Four Gold Pounds, Four Gold Pounds now!"
In the VIP room, Smith and a few others were ecstatic, unable to contain themselves. All pretense of gentlemanly conduct and the restraints of nobility were thrown out the window, as the only thing they had in mind now was money.
