At Silverman’s Trading Department, there were over a thousand employees on each floor. Not all of them were traders, but they all were either directly or indirectly participating in the trade. Computers were lined up in a single file, and there were at least four twenty-four-inch monitors placed on each desk. One trader had stacked more than ten monitors that they used to form a partition.

Wall Street’s traders were combat troops who always needed to stay calm and perform high-level calculations. However, they couldn’t control themselves when they lost a lot of money. From time to time, someone either shouted and jumped up in glee, or dragged a hand down their disappointed face.

“Shit! Damn it!”

The reason why the atmosphere of the entire floor turned rough was that one of Pray’s hedge funds suddenly went bankrupt. As soon as the sidecar[1] was activated, most of the traders wrapped both their hands around their heads. Some of them even heaped insults at the screen as the program sales window stopped.

Rumors regarding the crisis of the Pray Group had been circulating already. The group’s profit was dreadful despite Jonathan’s reputation, and there had been discord within the group.

Nonetheless, they were...