/biz/ - Business & Finance

>tfw I have 200k

>I took a drag from my cigarette and leaned back in my chair, surveying the /smg/ thread as it chugged along. The stock market, a fickle mistress if ever there was one. One minute you're on top of the world, the next, you're down in the gutter, wondering where it all went wrong.

>I'd seen it all before, of course. The big players making their moves, the small-time traders trying to catch a break, the tripfags getting doxxed. But the market had a life of its own, a beating heart that pulsed with its own rhythms and whims. And if you didn't know how to read those rhythms, well, you were bound to get burned.

>I'd been hired to investigate some suspicious activity in the market. A group of investors from a board called /biz/ had made some big moves, and my client smelled a rat. But as I delved deeper, I found myself getting sucked in, caught up in the fever of the market.

>It was a dangerous game, and I knew it. But there was something exhilarating about the way the numbers danced on the screen, fortunes made or lost in the blink of an eye, the anime girls, the momentum of the meme stocks. And I was in too deep to turn back now. I followed the money, chasing leads and hunches, trying to stay one step ahead of the game. But the market was a cruel mistress, and every time I thought I had her figured out, she threw me a curveball.