Elias looked at his own chaotic charts. He realized he’d been treating the market like a casino, while Marcus treated it like a grocery store—consistent, calculated, and stocked with small margins that added up to a kingdom.
Marcus pulled up his own screen. It wasn’t flashy. There were no vertical lines. It was a steady, boring incline. Strategies for Profiting on Every Trade
"So," Elias said, leaning back. "You don't care if the stock goes down?" Elias looked at his own chaotic charts
"I never enter a room without knowing where the back door is," Marcus explained. Every time he bought a stock, he bought a "put" option—insurance—at the same time. If the stock soared, he made money. If it plummeted, the insurance kicked in. He didn't make a fortune on one trade, but he never lost his shirt. It wasn’t flashy
The neon hum of the trading floor always sounded like a swarm of bees to Elias, but today, it sounded like a funeral.