Chapter 211
As soon as Mira stepped into the teacher’s office, she eagerly pulled out her laptop
to check the group chat’s status.
Thankfully, everyone had checked in.
If anyone had failed to enter their positions by now, it would be considered a forfeiture. She wasn’t going to wait.
“Mira, I called you in because I actually have review materials that need organizing,” Mr. Harth said, setting down his books.
“All right, you’re the boss. Whatever you say. I’ll organize them as soon as I’m done here. You better head to morning exercises p>
Mr. Harth left, finally giving her some peace. Mira stared at the fluctuating curve of the Titan stock on her screen. She pinpointed a dip and threw in over six hundred million dollars at once, opening her position.
Titan’s stock immediately surged several points. Just as expected, a massive wave of retail investors blindly followed, driving it to hit the daily trading limit.
Anyone who hadn’t gotten in by now was locked out.
In Mira’s memory, today was the absolute best time to buy this stock. Entering tomorrow would still yield a profit, but the price wouldn’t be nearly as low.
Furthermore, in this lifetime, her massive influx of capital had pushed the current price point significantly higher than it had been at this time in her past life.
There was no need to watch it anymore. She logged off and checked the time. Ten minutes left until morning exercises ended. She began sorting the review materials for her teacher.
Mr. Harth had printed these out in advance. Mira simply had to arrange them in marked sequential order for easy access later.
The entire senior year curriculum had to be completed this semester, while still squeezing in time to review freshman and sophomore material.
It was the same for every subject.
Anyone with a weak foundation would fall behind and get weeded out. And at this stage, the teachers could only cater to the students who could keep up.
The college admission rates and the school’s overall ranking entirely depended on this specific demographic of students.
Fortunately for Mira, with Owen and Kieran Holt holding down the fort at her companies, she hardly had to worry. Both businesses were firmly on track.
Moving forward, she needed to adjust her schedule. Barring any emergencies, she wouldn’t have visit the office daily, sticking to her original weekend plan.
That way, she could dedicate more time to her studies.
If Mr. Harth wanted to go to the company alone, she could have a bodyguard drive him.
It didn’t take long for Mr. Harth to come bustling back into the office. Mira was simultaneously organizing papers and running calculations in her head.
“Did the trades go smoothly?” he asked, wiping the sweat from his brow.
“Flawlessly. The retail investors took the bait, and it’s already hit the daily limit p>
“So you’re saying that if we cash out now, we’d already make a killing?” “Exactly. But this stock is guaranteed to keep climbing.” Mira paused, deciding to give him a friendly warning.
“Just don’t get reckless and start day-trading on a whim, Mr. Harth p>
She was genuinely worried about being a bad influence.
“Do I look like that kind of person to you?” He had to admit, he was slightly tempted given how terrifyingly shrewd his student
was,
he knew she meant well.
“Relax, the stock market isn’t my scene. My only true passion is literature p>
Granted, who didn’t love making money? But it was better not to take unnecessary risks and stick to the fields he knew best.
“Hurry back to class. The bell’s about to ring p>
When the morning classes ended, Mira and her friends headed to the cafeteria together, just like always.
“I’m so sorry, Mira. We were careless with our words and caused trouble for you,” Liora Bennett whispered as they walked.
“We’re best friends. I’m not going to
hold it against you. But you really need to work on that habit Learn to
keep a lid on things out’s going to bite you in the future p>
“It’s my fault too. I let my guard down,” Celine Ward added, looking incredibly apologetic.