Chapter 875: Howl
“Making money is so easy!”
In the lounge of a major corporation’s lobby, a senior executive, dressed in expensive clothes, sat with one leg crossed over the other, sipping coffee that cost over ten Sol a cup while chatting with those around him.
People frequently passed by, greeting him and his companions warmly.
Sometimes he nodded in return, other times he ignored them altogether.
He was sharing his latest get-rich strategy.
“If you’ve been watching the federal stock market, you’d notice some strange patterns. Those patterns are our key to making money.”
He took a sip of his coffee, graceful and refined, like an aristocrat.
Everyone around him listened closely. Every citizen of the Federation knew the most profitable business was in Eminence—within the financial sector.
But very few could actually profit from it.