Chapter 207: Equal Rights Heroes
Six p.m. in the NBC office building.
A young reporter was looking at an old Caucasian man with a pale face.
Opposite is the CEO of the NBC television network, a real big man in the American media industry.
"Why didn't you cut off the signal at that time," the old man asked sharply, "Don't you know the rules of journalism?"
The young reporter lowered his head, only secretly complaining in his heart.
At that time, he had already moved the cameraman away from the riot point and went to shoot basketball star Ewing.
But who would have thought that Ewing, who was holding the torch, would take the initiative to walk to the center of the riot.
All of this happened so fast...
A young deputy director, looking at the reporter, weighed the pros and cons in his heart.
After parachuting in from Viacom, NBC executives didn't respect him.
If you can't even keep the news department that has shown favor to you, then the work that will be carried out at NBC in the future will be several times more difficult.
And if you can't do it, you may lose this rare opportunity to expatriate!
"Ahem," he coughed softly, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the office.
"In the live broadcast, there was a sudden situation, and this kind of thing is not unforgivable. β
"We just need to focus our follow-up coverage on racial discrimination. β
"For names involving ABC, we don't mention them. β
The CEO looked at the young deputy director with sharp eyes.
This old man actually knows a little bit about what his subordinates are doing.
But considering his age, he still changed to a more moderate tone and said, "I suggest you report to Viacom's higher-ups, it's not a trivial matter. β
"We need to communicate with ABC, otherwise it will cause a media war. β
"Media wars?" the young deputy director scoffed, "just because of ABC, which is about to be acquired by Disney?"
"Behind me, but I control NBC, and Viacom, who is preparing to buy CBS!"
However, he still nodded at the old man respectfully and said, "I know." β
After the CEO left the office, the head of the information department whispered to the deputy director, "What should we do?"
"The Olympic torch relay ceremony was broadcast live by many foreign media. β
"Because of the presence of the British media, not reporting it will be a huge blow to the news broadcast that we have just gained a certain amount of influence. β
"Focus on the affirmative action movement," the deputy director said slowly, taking a sip of coffee, "As for the Asian writer, what if he is portrayed as an affirmative action hero?"
"After all, he's the trouble with Simon Schuster, and not ours. β
At this time, the so-called "trouble" was attending a party in the lobby of the Hilton Hotel in Manhattan.
At the close of the NASDAQ today, Twitter finally had a sell order filled at $42.
This is a 50% increase from the issue price of $28.
Then Twitter's market capitalization has changed from $600 million to $900 million at the underwriter's valuation.
Although this increase is not as good as Netscape and Yahoo, it is much higher than Hotmail.
"Congratulations, King. Lyman held the goblet and smiled slightly, "You've truly become a billionaire!"
Oh yes!
The king was gradually in his heart, and was kneeling frantically.
But on the surface, he smiled calmly and pointed to the people at the party, "I think everyone has a rich reward in this matter." β
"That's it!" Tom, who was slightly drunk, walked over and interjected, "Obviously everyone is good, why is this party not as lively as the party in college!"
"As far as I know, parties on Wall Street are very open. β
He pressed his jacket pocket with his hand and complained in a low voice, "It's a shame that I've made so many preparations!"
"Uh," Lyman glanced back at the party, his expression slightly embarrassed, "you probably haven't recovered from the accident yet." β
"After all, watching thousands of men undress together is just too visually striking. β
"Cut," Jack Dorsey paced beside the three as well.
He said disdainfully: "The psychological endurance of the Wall Street elite is really poor!"
"Look at us, we've come to our senses a long time ago. β
"Yes. Tom chimed in: "Not only this time, but the last time the awards ceremony, and the last time the president of Nokia visited, we were back to normal in half an hour at most." β
"Huh?" Lyman's eyes widened instantly, and he asked in surprise, "Have you encountered this kind of collective undressing many times?"
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Wang gradually began to make a violent "cough" sound.
He pressed his chest and waved his hand frantically, "No, not many times!"
Then, Wang gradually quickly changed the topic, "Mr. Lehmann, this party is a bit dull, we don't need to liven up the atmosphere." β
With a puzzled gaze, Lyman glanced at Tom, Dorsey, and finally landed on Wang Yan.
"It always feels like you've been through a lot of incredible things. β
"But forget it," he said, shaking his head and smiling, "after all, today is a day to remember." β
"As for the atmosphere, don't worry. β
"Wait and watch NBC's newscasts, the allure of money is going to drive these people crazy. β
The charm of money?
Wang gradually began to calculate his paper wealth in his mind.
The most critical point is that he will become a symbol of technology and wealth like Jim Clark, Yang Zhiyuan and other "scientific and technological elites".
"Well, if someone asks about his wealth, how should he answer?" Wang gradually scratched his head a little distressed.
"I don't love money, I have no interest in money. β
"The happiest time is when you're writing in a cheap apartment, right?"
It seems to be a bit pretending!
At this time, Lyman looked at his watch, pointed to the TV and said, "Let's go, let's go and see together, the myth of wealth that belongs to us." β
And the people in the hall, like Wang gradually and them, gathered in front of the TV.
Today, the Nasdaq ushered in a new stock Twitter, which is the fourth Internet company to go public after Netscape, Yahoo, and Hotmail. β
Wang gradually stared at the screen, and was about to enjoy his bell-ringing ceremony, but he didn't expect the screen to turn and start playing the picture of Ewing holding his hand.
"However, compared to the wealth myths created by other Internet companies, what is happening on the ground is more important to us. β
"I support you, King. Ewing's voice said, "Support the African American Affirmative Action Movement!"
Huh, what about my wealth ranking?
What is this TM unfolding?
I don't have the slightest interest in white people discriminating against blacks, or black people discriminating against white people!
Because of this, famous African-American movie stars, singers, sports stars, etc., have been interviewed and expressed their support for Twitter's founder Wang. β
Hollywood movie star, Eddie Murphy, appeared on the screen, "Wang, I am very touched by your dedication to the affirmative action movement for African Americans. β
The famous football star, Michael Jordan cut into the picture, "As an African-American, Wang, I thank you very much. β
Michael Jackson, the king of pop, finally appeared on television, "As I sang in the song, all races should live in peace and without discrimination." β
"Wang, I'm very interested in your deeds, my lower MV, are you interested in appearing on the camera?"
"Equal rights heroes?" Tom muttered as he looked at Wang Yan.
"Racial equality?" Dorsey also turned to Wang gradually with a confused expression.
"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!" Wang gradually looked at the eyes around him, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
Wang gradually picked up the phone and heard James's voice coming.
"Wang, after the heroes of equality, are you interested in becoming a representative of writers to resist the invasion of capital?"
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