“A wandering Soul?” asked Yvonne in surprise.“Yes,” Edward replied, his voice dripping with a hint of mystery, “but he was no ordinary hobo. He was a wandering poet indeed, a soul untamed by the chains of convention. If my memory serves me right, he likely roamed the lands of ancient China during the illustrious Tang Dynasty. At that time, he was nobody, but these days, he has garnered some recognition in China as well as the Western world.”“What was his name then?” asked Yvonne, eager to know more.“Han Shan, or Cold Hill, my dear,” Edward uttered, his words dancing like whispers in the wind, “Have you heard of the name before?”“Cold Hill? What a poetic name!” exclaimed Yvonne, and then shook her head, “but unfortunately, I have never heard of it before. Please forgive my ignorance!”As their conversation meandered, Jennifer suddenly caught sight of Edward’s vehicle from the rearview mirror.“By the spirits! They draw nearer,” Jennifer said loudly, her heart skipping a beat.“Take
Mr. Trump, standing aside, was taken aback by Edward’s decision.Regret began to gnaw at him, and he muttered to Yvonne,“Had I known, I should have personally sat beside our esteemed guest around, taking a spin with him in the car.”He locked eyes with Yvonne, his voice tinged with resentment,“No matter what, you owe me a meal now, Yvonne!”“Okay, Mr. Trump, I’ll treat you to dinner this evening,” Yvonne replied, her voice laced with embarrassment. But she knew she had no reason to turn him down.What was happening between the three sent Jennifer into a fit of rage. Her face turned livid with indignation, and her teeth ground against each other like a mill.She stomped on her boyfriend’s foot heavily with one of her sky-high heels. Instantly, a loud yelp was echoing in the sky.“Ouch! Why’d you trample me like that?” Brian cried madly.You’re a complete waste of space. I want to know how you are going to get me home now.”“W-We can take the bus, darling!” said Brian with an awkward
After exchanging words with Kalina, Edward found himself even more drained. His heavy eyelids engaged in a fierce battle until they surrendered and he succumbed to a blissful slumber on his soft, plush bed.Within the realm of dreams, something peculiar unfolded. His Super Trading System commenced a discourse with him.[The time for enlightenment has arrived. I come to train you again, Edward.]‘But I'm in the realm of dreams, right?" Edward asked, perplexed. ‘How can you make me learn in the dream?”[Well, you are entangled in the embrace of sleep indeed. But you know, ten thousand days are too long, so we have to seize the hour. That’s why I’ve decided to impart upon you further knowledge in the book Primer for IB Traders while you indulge in nocturnal battery-charging respite.This will surely make you grow faster as a trader.By the way, I eavesdropped on your conservation with that lady called Yvonne. The tale you spun about Han Shan or Cold Hill apparently captivates me a lot. T
“We are not fixated on the specific numerical values of each transaction anymore,” Cicci continued, “In other words, we are not focused on the rollercoaster ride of price itself. Instead, we direct our attention to the folks behind those price fluctuations because the crux of price fluctuation lies in the decisions made by the buyers and the sellers.” “You’ve hit the nail on the head, Cicci. Your words resonate deeply within me, but how do we plumb the depths and harness the very essence I’ve stumbled upon for my future trading?” “Ha! You’re as keen as mustard, Edward. I dare say, you’re a hard-working student. Actually, no need to rush into uncharted territory at the moment. Allow me to shed light on yet another crucial facet of price. Look at those brightest lights in the distant buildings,” suggested Cicci, gesturing with her enchanted wand. “I see them, but it’s as if my vision is clouded, and I can’t discern anything beyond the luminosity,” Edward replied. “Well then, let me t
“Wow, such a wonderful fundamental analysis,” Edward exclaimed. “It seems to provide guidance for the upcoming trades I am about to engage in. Without a doubt, I must participate in the trade involving the Nikkei 225 index.”[No problem, Edward. I’ll let you take two trades this time. One is a teeny-tiny stop-loss trade on USDJPY, and the other is a dance with the Nikkei 225 index. Let me work my magic and handle them for you.]“Wonderful,” Edward chimed in, his hands clapping with delight. “I wish I could trade independently like a proud lone wolf in the game.”[Not yet, Edward. You are still an IB trader, merely grasping the basics of price dynamics and the concept of empty price. I have to give you a heads-up that if you want to go solo, you’ve got a long road ahead. Otherwise, reckless trades might just send you back to poverty.]“I get it,” Edward replied. “I’ll take your words into my heart. I know that price is always exacted for everything fate has to offer. Don’t worry, I won
In fact, Edward himself had never set foot in such an exorbitant establishment, yet his confidence remained unwavering. He was not nervous at all.Perhaps wealth had a way of bolstering one’s composure in the face of opulence, he thought.Soon, an enthusiastic waiter led them to their window-side seats.They quickly discovered that the dining table, meticulously crafted from the finest timber in the world, boasted a polished surface that gleamed with a smooth and lustrous texture.And a delicate silk tablecloth graced the tabletop softly on which exquisite cutlery was standing elegantly. Each plate, fashioned from the finest ceramics and porcelain, boasted intricate motifs and ornate edges. At the same time, the silver knives, forks, and spoons glinted with a radiant sheen, casting a spellbinding glow.At the table's side adjacent to the window rested a petite and exquisite vase filled with beautiful violets, which were sending out a delightful fragrance.Edward and Kalina settled int
“Please, Mr. Edison, please recuse my friend like a knight in shining armor against the god of death. Please! If you haven’t got any better trick up your sleeve, why not give that dashing young boy’s suggestion a whirl?” pleaded the young lady. Upon hearing her words, Mr. Edison felt like being consumed by an inexplicable insult that surged through his veins. “What? I’m a modern doctor, well-bred in the ways of contemporary medicine. How can I stoop to employing such archaic sorcery? Your friend’s fate is now hanging in the hands of God!” The beautiful woman’s face grew even more moist with teardrops as she mustered the courage to take matters into her own hands. Just then, a chef who had been standing nearby couldn’t bear it any longer and gallantly offered his services, “Since the doc’s too chicken to perform this so-called witchcraft, please allow me to take a stab at it. I think the doc is just a yellow-bellied coward, fearing that such an act would tarnish his honor and dignit
Without hesitation, he once again pressed the accelerator to the floor, and with a thunderous roar, the car shot forward like a raging bull—no, more like a soaring airborne bird. At that moment, all earthly resistance seemed to vanish, and Lily felt as if she were not inside a car, but rather in a low-flying aircraft, effortlessly gliding through the air.Lily marveled at Edward’s exceptional command of the vehicle, his driving skills leaving her in awe.“Are you playing a trick on me, Edward? You now resemble a professional race car driver,” Lily teased.“Ha-ha, you’re not the first person to perceive me that way. To tell you the truth, I may very well be the finest driver among all traders,” Edward chuckled.Approximately 10 minutes later, they arrived at the hospital without encountering any issues.Inside the hospital, Edard crossed paths with an acquaintance—the doctor of his adoptive mother. The doctor immediately recognized Edward and spoke with an air of excitement.“I don’t k