A Trader’s Ancestor Is a Feng Shui Master

• 1-2 New Chapters Every Day Ethan Park did everything right. He graduated from Wharton, landed a coveted seat on a Wall Street equity derivatives desk, and promised himself he would never waste the sacrifices his immigrant parents made. Instead he finds himself drowning in volatility, office politics, and the quiet humiliation of being a junior trader who is always one mistake away from disaster. Then his ancestor appears in his toilet. Park Gyeong-seok, a Joseon era feng shui master who once served the royal court, fell into a river during the chaos of the Imjin War and never fulfilled his final duty. Now he wakes up in twenty first century Manhattan, furious, soaked in pride, and determined to correct the catastrophic flow of energy in his descendant’s life. Ethan does not believe in spirits or geomancy. He believes in pricing models and risk limits. Unfortunately for him, the old master can read the currents of fortune running through his apartment, his office, and even the market itself. As small adjustments begin to shift Ethan’s luck on his tech volatility desk, coincidence starts to look like design. Success brings attention. Attention brings rivals. And bending fate for profit comes with a cost neither of them fully understands. Complicating matters further is Mei Lin, a sharp Chinese-American architect with her own complicated relationship to tradition. As Ethan falls for her, the world of feng shui expands beyond one stubborn Joseon scholar into a larger web of Chinese myth, lineage, and unseen contracts that bind cities and people alike. Between modern finance and ancient geomancy, ambition and balance, love and pride, Ethan must decide whether he wants to master the market or learn what it truly means to stand in the right place at the right time. On Wall Street, everyone is chasing an edge. Ethan just happens to have one arguing with him from the bathroom.