Chapter 320: I Want to Become the World-Class King of Short-Term Trading!

Because he went to the supermarket to shop before going home, it was already evening when he returned to Shanying Yuan.

"Eitaro! Pay attention! Didn't you see I'm holding something?"

Naoki Nagayama avoided Eitaro's surprise attack, hurriedly put the things in the shopping bag into the kitchen, and after resting for a while, decided to treat himself well today.

He opened the record cabinet under the record player, pulled out a vinyl record he had bought before at random, flipped it over, and saw it was The Beatles' white album, *The Beatles*. He couldn't even tell what songs were on it~

Forget it, just listen to it randomly.

Naoki Nagayama set the stylus, then went to the kitchen to get busy. After a while, a lively piano rhythm rang out, *Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da*, making Naoki Nagayama in the kitchen feel relaxed.

Eating dinner alone doesn't need to be too extravagant.

Blanch the fresh pork ribs to remove the fishy smell, then add star anise into a clay pot to cook until done, add cordyceps flowers and stew for an appropriate amount of time with a mix of high and low heat, then add sweet corn and goji berries. Simply season with salt before taking it out of the pot, and it becomes a fragrant cordyceps corn pork rib soup;

Add fresh seasonal vegetables, simply stir-fry them, and just add a little salt to eat the fresh and tender original flavor of the seasonal vegetables;

Finally, cook a pot of fragrant rice, simple and nutritious~

Before the pork rib soup was finished, the original aroma of stewed meat had already made Eitaro spin around Naoki Nagayama's feet.

When dinner was cooked, he still brought the food to the living room in a very unruly manner, eating while watching TV on the coffee table~

If he did this back home, he would be lectured by his mother~

The TV was playing some unknown crime drama. It must be said that the dramas filmed in this era were truly solid and realistic, with plots pursuing reality and filming that was very grounded.

Naoki Nagayama ate while watching the drama, while Eitaro also enjoyed a few large pork ribs with meat on the side.

"Ding-a-ling~"

The phone beside the sofa rang. Naoki Nagayama had already eaten enough, so he freed one hand to pick it up.

"Moshi Moshi, this is Shanying Yuan."

"Naoki-san, you really are here!" Akina Nakamori's voice came through the receiver. "I was wondering if Naoki-san would still be out at this time~"

"Akina-chan? Aren't you in the middle of a national tour? Have you returned to Tokyo?" Receiving Akina's call, Naoki Nagayama was very surprised, asking one question after another.

"The Osaka concert is over. Before going to Mito next, there are a few days of gap, so I came back to Tokyo!"

The idol singer's voice sounded quite happy. "But there is work too~"

"Yeah, after all, our Akina is already a first-line idol~" Naoki Nagayama teased. "The schedule should be booked until next year, right~"

"Hahaha, no way~" After saying a few words, Akina Nakamori remembered the question for calling today. "By the way, Naoki-san, I called today mainly to consult Naoki-san's opinion on one thing."

"Oh? Nani?"

"It's that song, *Kataomoi* (Unrequited Love). I wonder if it can be a must-have song for the concert tour?" Akina Nakamori's voice was a bit formal. "The fans all want to hear it again."

Naoki Nagayama breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was some big deal.

"That? Since that song has already been given to Akina-chan, you can use it however you want."

"Hai~ Arigato!!" As if completing some task, the little girl's tone became obviously more cheerful, and then she started chatting about other aspects.

"Eh? What is Naoki-san doing? I seem to have heard the sound of a gunshot."

"Ah... that's the sound of the TV~" Naoki Nagayama pulled the landline phone to the coffee table. "As for me, I was just eating dinner. Have you eaten, Akina-chan?"

He tilted his neck slightly, clamped the receiver to free his hands, then finished the remaining rice in three or two bites. The remaining pork ribs were all left for Eitaro.

"Me? I've already eaten." When she returned to Tokyo, she had finished dinner with the manager at a restaurant, and she had been back in the apartment for quite a while now.

"That's good~"

Naoki Nagayama suddenly saw the flyer on the coffee table.

"Oh oh, by the way, are you free on April 15th, Akina-chan?"

"Should... I'm not sure yet." Akina Nakamori couldn't guarantee her schedule a month later. "What's wrong, Naoki-san?"

"Ah, someone gave me a flyer during the day. Tokyo Disneyland opens that day." Naoki Nagayama looked at the flyer repeatedly. "The first Disneyland outside the United States, and it's in Tokyo, so I wanted to ask if you want to go play together."

"Really? Tokyo Disneyland?"

Akina was obviously hooked. She had a great time at Disneyland in Los Angeles. If it were in Tokyo this time, the experience would surely be even better.

"Yes, it started construction last year and officially opens on April 15th this year."

"Eh... I really want to go... The opening must be very lively." Akina lay on the sofa and whispered softly. However, she would still be on tour at that time, and there was a high probability she wouldn't be free.

"It's okay, Akina-chan. It's the same if we go whenever you are free..."

Having finally made a call, it was naturally impossible to end it quickly.

Except for the formal inquiries at the beginning, the subsequent conversation was all about trivial matters in life.

For example, the transfer turmoil at Warner on Akina's side was intensifying, and the planning for the next song hadn't started yet;

For example, Eitaro on Naoki's side had been very lonely recently and had a tendency to be in heat; should he be given a package deal;

For example, Akina was going to Europe next week to take a set of photos;

For example, Naoki's next drama was *Cat's Eye*;

In short, they chatted about things that had happened in their lives over the past period.

By the time Naoki Nagayama put down the phone, the hour hand had actually reached between 9 and 10 o'clock.

Is it already this late?

Naoki Nagayama hurriedly tidied up the cold bowls and chopsticks on the coffee table and also tidied up Eitaro's food bowl.

Seeing that the night was deep, he turned off the TV and thought about resting early, but he didn't expect the phone in the living room to ring again at this time!

"Ding-a-ling~"

Naoki Nagayama was surprised. Generally speaking, when people call others in Japan, they do it during the day or early in the evening. Calling late at night means either the relationship is extremely close or there is an emergency.

He had already received one call today. At this time, who would call him?

"Moshi Moshi, this is Shanying Yuan."

"Naoki, finally got through... This is Genta Nakai." The friend's voice came from the receiver. "I've been calling since 19:00... once every half hour, and it was always busy... Naoki-san, didn't you put the phone back properly?"

"Hahaha, maybe. I was just cleaning up..."

Subconsciously, Naoki Nagayama told a lie. If he said he was on the phone with someone else at this time, wouldn't Genta Nakai ask to the end?

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry to find me?"

"It's about that offshore investment company. The bank account has been established in the United States, and the stock market account has also been opened. 2 billion yen has been converted into 8.8 million US dollars. I also took out 45 million yen of my savings and converted it into 200,000 US dollars."

"So, the preparatory work is done. We have a total of 9 million US dollars in funds!"

"Hai, Naoki, can you tell me that inside information you've been keeping secret now?"

There is no inside information, only successful cases!

"Hmm... I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Genta, let's meet tomorrow!" Naoki Nagayama set the meeting place at Sanmai-kyo. "Sanmai-kyo in Ginza, I go there often. 9:00 AM, let's go drink tea by the way~"

"Sanmai-kyo? Okay."

This tea house in Ginza, which stands out from the crowd, had already gained some fame, and most of those who had visited Ginza Street knew about it.

After putting down the phone, Naoki Nagayama ran to the study and began to recall an example mentioned in his university finance class. The world-class short-term trading king in the United States, Michael Steinhardt, fought a famous battle in his investment history in 1983.

In 1983, he bought 800,000 shares of IBM stock at a price of $117 with $100 million borrowed, took profit when the stock price rose to $132, and at the same time shorted at that price, closing the position when the stock price fell to $120.

In fact, Naoki Nagayama didn't pay much attention to stocks. In his previous life, he was a programmer, not an economics major. Even if he were an economics major, he wouldn't memorize the stock prices of decades ago!

Being familiar with IBM's stock price in 1983 was entirely because the story of short-term trading king Michael Steinhardt was too widely spread, and basically everyone who had bought stocks had heard of it.

However, the problem now is that his original capital is still too small. The two of them together don't exceed 9 million US dollars, which is just a small retail investor in the stock market.

Although Naoki Nagayama knows that there will be many, many blue-chip stocks over the decades, such as Apple, Oracle, Microsoft, etc., just buy them now and wait for them to rise steadily, and he will definitely become a billionaire in more than ten years, but those are long-term investments.

If he wants to increase wealth quickly in a short time and then get the greatest benefits from the bubble in Japan after 1985, he must achieve a rapid explosion of original capital in a short time. What could be better than knowing the most accurate stock market prices?

Following the journey of the world-class short-term trading king, I can also become the king of short-term trading!

The night passed without incident. Naoki Nagayama slept very peacefully that night, while Genta Nakai was a bit restless.

Early the next morning, after washing up and jogging, Naoki Nagayama drove the remaining Toyota Century at home to Sanmai-kyo on Ginza Street. When he arrived, it was only about 8:30 AM.

Walking into the antique tea house, naturally there was no one else in the early morning. Manager Katsuo Yasui was patrolling the first floor to see if there was anything that needed cleaning, and Chika Kamisato was already at the counter.

"Naoki-san, good morning!" Chika Kamisato greeted him hurriedly after seeing him.

"Morning, Chika-san. I have an appointment to drink tea today." Naoki Nagayama said with a smile, preparing to go to his usual seat.

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Chika Kamisato stopped him: "Naoki-san, a guest has been waiting for you for almost an hour! He specifically instructed that he had an appointment with Naoki Nagayama."

"Already here? It's only 8:30!"

Naoki Nagayama was a bit curious. He thought that arriving half an hour early was super early, but Genta Nakai actually arrived an hour early?

Are bank staff so competitive now?

"Hai, he arrived at 8 o'clock. Because he said he had an appointment with Naoki-san, I arranged him in the private room on the third floor." Katsuo Yasui also walked over. "It was treated according to Naoki-san's previous standards."

"Soga, thanks, Yasui-san, I'll go over now." Naoki Nagayama quickened his pace and walked to the third floor.

The wooden partition door had a very Japanese style. After pulling it open, he saw Genta Nakai in a suit and leather shoes sitting cross-legged beside the low coffee table, drinking top-grade Gyokuro tea absent-mindedly, with several stacks of documents on the coffee table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the guy with a haggard look and two large dark circles turned his head.

"Naoki, you finally came!"

"Genta! What's wrong with you! It feels like you've been working overtime for a week!"

At the first glance Naoki Nagayama saw him, he thought he was a 007 programmer who had just experienced a project launch.

"I just didn't sleep well yesterday."

In fact, he hadn't slept well for a week. Helping Naoki Nagayama open an offshore investment account and converting 2 billion yen into US dollars was nothing, after all, he had seen much larger amounts at the bank. More importantly, that wasn't his money.

But deciding to convert his 45 million yen into 200,000 US dollars and invest with Naoki Nagayama was the culprit that kept him awake. This was all the assets he and Suzumi Hoshino had saved over the past two years, and he also relied on internal relationships to borrow a loan from the bank.

If he loses, he will basically have to pay off the debt for the next ten years!

Naoki Nagayama understood: "Ha, you're worried about gains and losses!"

"Of course! This is my future for more than ten years!" Genta Nakai's breathing was slightly rapid, and he patted the documents beside him. "I've bet my future on Naoki!"

Saying this, he looked at Naoki Nagayama with bloodshot eyes, as if asking for some guarantee.

Naoki Nagayama didn't continue playing the guessing game: "Genta, remember this, IBM's stock price this year will rise from $117 to $132, and then fall to $120!"

"This is impossible!"

Unlike Naoki Nagayama, an economics novice, Genta Nakai, a genuine bank employee, knew too much about the stock market. To predict the rise and fall of a stock in advance, inside information might be fine.

But knowing the specific stock price completely, there is only one explanation:

"Naoki, are you involved in something like manipulating the stock market?!"

At this time, Naoki Nagayama could only adopt an attitude of neither admitting nor denying, as he really didn't know how to explain...

"Genta, because you are my good friend, I told you the news. Now you know why I have confidence, right."

"This..."

Genta Nakai's eyes began to struggle. He didn't doubt that Naoki Nagayama was lying, after all, he had invested 2 billion yen himself.

What Genta Nakai is struggling with now is the trade-off between reason and ambition. Manipulating the stock market is naturally illegal, but after knowing the stock price, this kind of return...

Naoki Nagayama continued like a devil: "We are just small retail investors, and there are institutions that have prepared 100 million US dollars. If we invest in the United States, offshore account operations should be fine."

United States, retail investors, offshore investment... so the risk in Japan is basically zero...

Genta Nakai's expression slowly calmed down, but his eyes began to shine frighteningly. He handed over a stack of documents. "No problem at all! Everything about qualifications has been handled!"

"Then let's get ready to start. From March, the Federal Reserve has entered a cycle of interest rate hikes, but in these two years, Reagan has taken office, the US economy is recovering, and the US stock market will basically remain in an upward trend. It's also fine to buy when IBM is below $117."

Naoki Nagayama recalled the little economic history in his mind last night. Unfortunately, this information could not be recalled through his golden finger...

"Hai, I understand." Genta Nakai nodded in agreement.

"Also, Genta, help me find margin trading, or a brokerage that can lend directly. I want to add leverage!"

"..... Okay."

Genta Nakai glanced at Naoki Nagayama. He really is playing big! ===== CHAPTER 321 =====