"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.