Chapter 204: Chaos
Morning, 9:27 a.m.
Wang gradually looked at McDonnell, Lyman, and many investors in suits and leather shoes in my audience, and finished reading the last line of the manuscript.
"Thank you all for your support on Twitter, you won't be disappointed. β
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your wonderful presentation, and I would like to invite the Twitter staff below. The supporter said.
Tom, Dorsey, Sarah and others came to the stage one after another and hugged Wang gradually one by one.
Then, everyone looked at the NASDAQ clock and counted down.
β10γ9γ8...β
Wang gradually felt Tom and Dorsey's bodies tremble slightly.
β5γ4γ3...β
He seemed to see two girls, one fat and one thin, running over.
β2γ1β
As Wang gradually pressed the electronic button, a ribbon floated down from the roof of the NASDAQ exchange.
And on the big screen of the NASDAQ, a blue bird began to fly by.
"Hehe," the host teased next to him, "that's the benefit of being listed on the NASDAQ, and the New York Stock Exchange doesn't have that." β
However, at this time, no one in the audience cared about the difference between the New York Stock Exchange and the NASDAQ, and everyone just stared at the big screen.
"$28.5 buy order, no sell-off. β
"$29 buy, no sell-off. β
"Thisβ" Dorsey looked at Wang gradually and asked tremblingly, "That's a dollar?"
"Well," Lyman couldn't help but laugh at this point, "Congratulations, Dorsey. β
"You become a real multi-millionaire. β
"And you," Lyman looked at Wang with a smile, "after Yang Zhiyuan, another Asian billionaire who went public through Internet companies." β
"Damn, what percentage of Twitter's shares do you have?" Wang gradually hated this way of taking shares.
"Guys," Madoff smiled as he stepped forward and gestured to the big screen, "we should go to the VIP room." β
At this time, there was an exclamation from downstairs on the NASDAQ.
"That's the Twitter logo, and I use it a lot!"
"Haha, Twitter has finally made it public. β
Dorsey's girlfriend glanced at the big screen and walked quickly to the window, "Is Twitter's market share already so high?"
"Sure enough, the company that developed first has a great advantage. β
"It seems that when I get back to Stanford University, I need to let Larry?? Page has accelerated its R&D. β
And she has the same questions, as well as the NBC reporter downstairs.
It's a gathering place for fans, and these people should obviously prefer the outdoors.
"This doesn't coincide with nerd, who likes the Internet!"
"Does the Internet really represent the direction of the future of media?"
At this time, the photographer reminded: "We have to shoot the Twitter listing in front of the NASDAQ screen." β
"Oh, yes. The reporter quickly shook his head and walked to the camera.
After making an "OK" gesture to the photographer, he pointed behind him, "Today there is an Internet media company listed on the NASDAQ, and the name is Twitter. β
The reporter smiled and continued: "It is understood that the largest shareholder of this enterprise is the famous best-selling Wang Yan. β
"This writer has made a name for himself in the literary world since last year's "I Am the Archmage". β
"He's not only known for his novelty, but also for his terrible speed of writing. β
Recently, though, some people have begun to question whether he has run out of inspiration, as his writing speed has dropped significantly. β
"Book lovers who like this author don't worry, he's still at the peak of his creation. β
"As for the slowdown in its writing," the reporter pointed to Twitter, shrugged his shoulders and smiled inexplicably.
"Okay, when I go back, I will find a few extras to play the book lovers, and this task will be completed. The reporter said with a smile.
"Hmm. The photographer looked at his watch and pointed to the street, "It's time for us to go live on the mission." β
"NBC paid a lot of dollars to be able to broadcast the torch relay in New York exclusively. β
"Well," the reporter nodded, "and when Ewing arrives, NBC's live footage will switch to us." β
"By the way," he instructed the photographer, "wait a minute, pay attention to the comparison shot of Ewing and Twitter." β
"Understood. The photographer nodded and said with a smile: "In this way, the report below will be more authentic." β
"Hey, here's the studio, switch live sources and prepare. β
The reporter gestured to the photographer, picked up the microphone, and immediately responded, "After debugging, you can switch." β
"Officially switched at 9:55, 5, 4..."
......
"Wang," Lyman came over and reminded in a low voice, "it's almost ten o'clock, and we're going to take a group photo." β
Wang gradually turned his head to look at Lyman, and nodded with a confused expression.
Since the launch of Twitter, there have been no sell orders yet.
"It's $32, and I haven't sold it yet!" Tom's voice was irrepressible with excitement.
"Alright. Wang gradually shook his head and patted Tom on the shoulder, "I don't want to be squeezed to death by the fans, it's time to go out and take a group photo now." β
"Can't you go without going?" Jack?? Dorsey's eyes were fixed on the computer screen, not wanting to leave for a moment.
"There was a company that didn't follow this rule," Lyman shrugged, "but it soon went bankrupt." β
βfuckγ Tom gave Lyman a middle finger and stood up hatefully.
Wang gradually looked at Lyman with a smile and a smile, "What are you teasing them for?" β
......
"Look at the NASDAQ door," the photographer reminded reporters.
The reporter turned his head to look and saw a lot of uniformed security guards running out from below.
"Huh?" he lifted his watch and looked at the time in confusion.
"Ten o'clock? There should be half an hour before we get to take a group photo. β
"Could it be... Ahead of schedule?"
"Ewing, Ewing is here!" a fan shouted loudly, his voice full of excitement.
Ewing, the hero of New York, accepts the full worship of the fans.
And behind the fans, there are security guards who symbolize violence, surrounded by best-selling authors who have just been listed?
"Oh my godness!" the reporter rejoiced in his heart, "is there anything more ironic than this?"
"This year's Pulitzer Prize for journalism might just be mine!"
He instructed the cameraman, "Pay attention to the switching frames!"
The photographer looked in both directions several times and also showed an excited expression.
And Wang Yan, who had just stepped out of the NASDAQ gate, shouted in his heart, "Dig a slot!"
"Is this all the crowd at Madison Garden focused on this less than 30-metre stretch?"
"Hehe, Ewing is a hero of this city. Lyman said with a smile.
"Look at the thousands of fans, but they're all here for him. β
Damn, hurry up and finish taking the photo and hurry back to the exchange.
"It's... Makes my dense phobia go off. The king said to himself.
Lyman smiled and nodded, making a gesture of please.
At this time, someone shouted, "Ewing, Ewing is coming." β
Wang gradually paused, and was about to withdraw to the exchange first.
Suddenly, a bright whistle sounded.
"The king, the king is out!"