Chapter 143: Martian Text
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A white-collar worker finishes the task at hand, then pours a cup of coffee and leisurely logs on to Twitter.
He's recently met a schoolgirl and is about to go out on a date (you know).
As soon as I logged in, Twitter made a "Dididi" sound.
Could it be that the girl misses herself?
The white-collar worker was very happy, and while drinking coffee, he clicked on the message casually.
Burst!
The coffee he had just drunk in his mouth was sprayed on the screen, and he stood up in shock.
it, what is it?
Beside him, his colleague came over in surprise to see what was all the fuss about.
βfuckοΌ How can it be?! β
The colleague was startled, as if frightened by a ghost, and jumped up.
This move caused the entire office to gather around.
"Damn, is this true?"
"That horrible prodigy is going to start Twitter?"
"So, we can also keep an eye on his news in the future? 666, hurry up and go to the official Twitter website to see if it's true! β
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Everyone hurried back to their seats and logged on to Twitter......
As soon as they logged in, everyone saw a huge banner on the front page of Twitter.
The banner is crimson, bright red, dazzlingly red, full of endless festivity.
On the left side of this huge banner, a cute child is sticking out his tongue, and on the other side, a young and beautiful girl is smiling on the front.
Suddenly, everyone recognized them.
"Oh my God, it's the prodigy Ike!"
"And the English Rose, Miss Alice!"
Really!
They guessed quite right, and in the center of the banner was shining a line of words:
Prodigies Ike and Miss Alice will open a Twitter account in three days, so stay tuned.
Underneath this line, there is a countdown. Time counts down:
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"Oh my God, this news is true!"
"There are still 71 hours, I want to follow him!"
"I want to pay attention to him too, and I want to pay attention to him as soon as possible!"
One by one, the white-collar workers shouted excitedly. Among these white-collar workers, a girl was so anxious that she seemed to cry.
"What if I don't have Twitter? I'm using Facebook! β
The male colleague came over enthusiastically: "You register now, there is still time, otherwise the Twitter server will be paralyzed, then you will be finished!" β
"Oh, oh, oh! I'm signing up now, I'm signing up now! β
I have to say that this male colleague's guess was very accurate.
Just ten minutes after Twitter's announcement, hundreds of millions of netizens from around the world poured into Twitter's website, and the number is growing rapidly......
After 20 minutes, it reached 200 million.
After 30 minutes, it reached 380 million.
If there is a huge amount of traffic, the servers of Twitter can no longer maintain normal operation and are forced to crash and restart.
That's a lot of big computer groups!
United States. Twitter HQ.
The CTO is sweating profusely and directing the technicians to reboot the server.
In the president's office, Mr. President was also sweating profusely on the phone. The caller was made to IBM (International Business Machines Corporation), the largest computer manufacturer in the United States.
"Hey, hey, I'm Dick Costello from Twitter, and we're looking for a computer group, oh no, we want two, we want two!"
βwhatοΌ Are you serious? Do you want a group of computers, not computers? Two more? β
"Really, swear to God! Please hurry, we won't bargain this time, please, please! β
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The power of money allowed IBM to install 2 computer groups for Twitter in only half a day.
However, even at such a miraculous speed, netizens around the world have scolded Twitter miserably.
Because, many people can't open the registration page at all, and even if they are lucky enough to open it, the network is as slow as a turtle.
At night. 20 o'clock.
The entire Twitter headquarters is still brightly lit, and everyone is working overnight today, even the president.
"Knock knock!"
There was a sharp knock on the door of the president's office. After an instant, the beautiful female secretary anxiously broke in.
"Mr. President, this is today's statistical table, please take a look!"
President Dick didn't even raise his head, he was still looking at the plan made by the propaganda department.
"Read!"
"Yes, sir! Starting at 1 p.m. today, the number of active online registered users was 10 million, then soared to 90 million in half an hour, peaking at 280 million at 3 p.m. β
"In addition, there are 300 million new registered users so far, and it is still growing."
"In addition, a number of investment banks on Wall Street called to consult, hoping that Twitter can launch a new round of financing."
"Also, on the New York Stock Exchange, our Twitter closing price today is: $50.20 per share!"
What the?!
President Dick looked up suddenly, and a pair of eyes shot out like a hungry wolf.
"How much do you say? What is our closing price?! β
The female secretary's voice trembled: "$50.20!" β
Hearing this number, President Dick gasped. Even if he is in charge of an online social overlord company like Twitter, he is scared, really scared.
Because......
He clearly remembers that yesterday Twitter's closing price was only 25.73.
What does this mean?
This shows that in this half-day, the recommended stock price has risen by 100%, which means that Twitter's market capitalization has increased from 40 billion to 80 billion.
I made $40 billion in half a day!
This is the global financial market!
My mother, Lao Tzu has made a fortune, this time he has made a fortune!
"Quick, go and call the major shareholders!"
"Yes, sir!"
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The headquarters of Facebook (Facebook, Twitter's old rival). Office of the President.
"Why? Why?! β
The Facebook president yelled angrily, and in front of him stood a line of company executives.
All the executives bowed their heads and did not dare to speak.
"Bang!"
The president of Facebook swept the table, and everything on the table was swept to the ground, making a loud noise.
"For the past three years, the prodigy used our Facebook to chat with his Alice, why is it running to Twitter now? What do you do? Why didn't someone send someone to woo him? Say, speak! β
An executive replied nonorly: "We thought that before the little prodigy became an adult, he would not be exposed to the Internet again, how do we know ......"
"Bang!"
The loud sound of slapping the table interrupted the executive's words, and the Facebook president turned pale.
"What do you think? Are you God, do you think? β
"I'm sorry!" Executives bowed in unison and apologized.
"40 billion, gentlemen, in just half a day, Twitter's market value has increased by 40 billion!"
"I'm sorry!" Executives bowed again and apologized.
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The president of Facebook was so angry that he scolded Martian, and at this moment, he wanted to fire all these wastes.
Of course, after the dismissal, he himself had to take the blame and resign.
Tragedy, what to do with Facebook now? Mr. President sat back in his chair in disappointment.
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Netizens around the world have been in a sensation, and countless people are waiting for the arrival in three days. Even in Far East China, there are many people who have gone out to register Twitter accounts.
At this moment, no one knows how many fans of the prodigy will reach.
Some guess there might be 300 million!
Some guess there might be 500 million!
There is even speculation that it could reach 700 million!
Because, Twitter's new users are still growing rapidly......
Perhaps, that would be an unprecedented number!
It will surpass all the stars and all the influencers...... (To be continued.) )