"Money, Money, Money. I need more money if I really want to be something.
First, think of other places to grow the money. Guild stocks, technology companies, or mining companies. I could invest in some companies with great potential and make a killing first before investing in Root's father's company."
Oliver sat on his bed, thinking. It seemed like he had no interest in quitting thinking.
His thoughts ran wild for hours until he concluded.
"I don't know shit about investing." He said while gazing at his computer monitor.
There were a lot of things he could invest in. But the process was painfully long and technical. It was like they wanted to discourage him from investing.
"I can't allow that. I need help." Oliver decided.
Glancing at the information he had collected, there were a lot of companies that would perform well in the future. Their current stock value was dirt poor, and if he could buy and sell it at the right time, he could make a killing.
