$RAVE Plot twist short story

When Lawyer Fang cleared out his RAVE holdings, he was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office. Outside the window was the CBD, and across the street, a giant cryptocurrency exchange advertisement hung there, with blue light shining on his face. He tossed his phone onto the sofa, loosened his tie, and said, “I’m not playing anymore.”
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He didn’t buy RAVE out of greed. Last year, there was a case where the client was a market maker. He chatted with him for an entire night about the ins and outs of the crypto world. After listening, Lawyer Fang said, “You people have more loopholes than the criminal law.” The client said, “Fang, loopholes are profit.” He went back and studied for a month, thoroughly digging through RAVE’s token chip structure, the unlocking mechanism, and the market maker addresses—then he entered the market. He said, “This is knowing both yourself and your opponent.”

On the day it climbed to twenty-eight dollars, the law firm’s partner found time to talk to him, saying, “Lately I keep seeing you on your phone.” He held his phone up for the other to see: the account balance was in the seven figures. The partner fell silent for a while, then said, “Want to have a drink tonight?”

Later, RAVE began to drop. In the elevator, the partner ran into him and asked, “Did you sell?” He said, “No. I’m waiting for the rebound.” When it fell to ten dollars, the partner asked again. He said, “It’s just a shakeout.” When it fell to one dollar, the partner didn’t ask anymore. There were only the two of them in the elevator—one watching his phone, the other watching the floor numbers—so neither of them said anything.

Clearing out was something that happened today. He did the math: half of the principal was back, and the rest was enough to cover this year’s property management fee. He closed the app, left all the crypto groups on his phone, then opened his computer and started writing a legal opinion letter. The client was that market maker.

Halfway through writing, he paused and added a line at the end of the opinion: “This opinion is based solely on current laws and regulations, and assumes no responsibility for market fluctuations or a dog-whole operator’s trading.” Then he called the partner in and said, “Before this gets sent out, add one more line.” The partner asked, “Add what?” He said, “Make it bold.”

That night, he worked overtime until very late. When he left, the exchange advertisement across the street was still blinking. He glanced at it, then re-tied his tie. The elevator had only him in it, and the floor numbers kept jumping down, one after another. He suddenly remembered a line the market maker client had said: “Fang, do you know what the common point between the crypto world and the law is?” “Neither of them talks about feelings.”

At the time, he’d laughed. Now he stood in the elevator, and in the mirror, his tie looked perfectly straight. He didn’t smile.

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