Fortunately, when the distinguished guests inside and outside the circle arrived one after another, these guys finally relented a little and changed the 'battlefield' to other places.

"Hey, Claire......"

Song Ya personally received Underwood's wife, as well as several of her artist friends, "Hello, hello. "One of the male photographers seems to be famous, specializing in portraits of poor and war-torn areas, and has held several solo exhibitions in New York and won many awards.

I didn't expect Claire, the usually cold politician's wife and broker, and the New York artist social circle, but it had nothing to do with herself, Song Ya knew the purpose of her running over, "Jim, they're over there, I'll take you over to meet?" ”

"Okay, congratulations APLUS." Claire laughed, "All the news is about to praise you." ”

"Hehe, it's not the end result for me, you know, my stock has a lock-up period, who knows if it can sustain today's stock price when the time comes......"

Song Ya took her to meet Jim Clark, Quatson and others, the wife of the donkey party whip, and everyone was happy to make friends, mutually.

"What about Alicia? She's coming to New York too, right? Claire asked during the meeting.

"She should be in New York today, but she doesn't want to come to this kind of occasion." Song Ya blinked.

Claire must have remembered Peter's pictures too, and the two of them laughed tacitly.

"Jim, congratulations."

At this time, three white men who were surrounded by many stockbrokers came over, and the old man who led him was very imposing, and at first glance he was at the level of a bigwig in the financial circle.

"Cal Icahn."

Jim Clark reminded in a low voice, then shook hands with a smile.

Radical corporate predators have a reputation for being a bad bidder, and Song Ya knows that the old man is most fond of initiating hostile bids and short selling of companies, and is one of the least favorite Wall Street people like Jim.

The two slightly younger white men at Cal Icahn's side also came from a lot of backgrounds, one was Milken, the king of junk bonds, the other was Belfort, the king of junk stocks, and all three were Jewish, both big careerists with dirty hands who liked to wander the ambiguous area of the law. Carl Icahn was the one at the front, and Milken and Belfort provided him with ammunition with money they had legally swindled from their investors, and the three worked together in a tacit manner.

However, as early as 90, Milken was fined and compensated a total of more than one billion dollars for illegal transactions, non-disclosure of material information, tax evasion and illegal gains, and spent more than a year in prison, and was banned from entering the securities industry for life. Mira's father was in a little fight in front of him.

"You shouldn't be here." Nobody likes them here, Morgan Stanley's Quatson said to Milken.

"It's okay to go to a party."

Milken laughed, "I'll come over with my old friends to have fun." ”

"Mr. Barksd, you have been openly attacking Microsoft, you and Jim think that you will cause great competitive pressure on Microsoft, but Microsoft's Windows 95 operating system will be officially launched in ten days, both users and investment circles are very optimistic about that epoch-making product, do you think your company's stock price will be under pressure at that time?"

The youngest Belfort was also the most aggressive, staring at Bucksd beside Jim Clark with wolf-like eyes, aggressively, "You mentioned your alliance with SUN in an interview today, and your enterprise intranet server project doesn't run any Microsoft products at all, right?" ”

Could it be that he was targeted by the big bears on Wall Street just after going public? It is also true that the stock price soared a bit high on the first day......

Song Ya knew that these three guys were here to make trouble, declare war? Or is it deliberately trying to irritate people?

These Wall Street masters are not necessarily short, what they are most afraid of is actually calm as water, as long as the company reacts, no matter what the result is, they can make money, just like Carl Icahn often launched malicious bidding, if the shareholders of the target company admit defeat, he can grab control of the company, if the other party fiercely resists, the stock price will inevitably be pulled up in the competition between the two sides, and they can also see the opportunity to profit and leave.

Everyone didn't seem to be smiling, and Song Ya quietly closed her grinning mouth.

"Microsoft represents the past, the Internet is the future, just like oil replaces coal or many traditional industries disappear silently under the influence of new technologies, do you think there will be direct competition? Not necessarily, but they are the ones who will be the losers in the end. Bacsd replied.

"You explained it brilliantly." Carl Icahn smiled approvingly at Bacsd.

This guy seems to be also a shareholder of Marvel, and he is fighting with another financial tycoon Perelman on the board of directors of Marvel, he should be on Marvel's side like copying the previous successful routine, Perelman has been in a bad situation recently, his net worth has shrunk significantly, and he is still under investigation by the Donkey Party government, but after all, he was once the fourteenth richest man in the world, and the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and the two sides will inevitably have a fierce struggle next.

This kind of person has a rich family background, and the funds he can mobilize far exceed his net worth, Song Ya knows that he can only watch the drama from afar.

But......

He seemed to have another apocalyptic clip in his mind of a movie starring Xiao Lizi, a group of guys who seemed to be Wall Street stockbrokers were partying like beasts in the company, and the behavior was very similar to the scene he had seen live.

A new movie? He was a little dizzy.

"What's wrong with you APLUS......"

Claire beside her noticed his anomaly.

"Nothing, I'm fine." Song Ya put down the hand holding his forehead.

Carl Icahn generally doesn't ask about the specific operation of the company, as if he doesn't know that people from Marvel have ever talked to him about the Blade project, "APLUS, I like your sentence very much, there are too many flying pigs on the tuyere these days, and I give you a word of advice, if you don't hurry up and enrich yourself, the fall will be more and more ruthless." ”

"I didn't want to scold myself when I said that......" Why did Song Ya listen to the other party's strange words?

"Haha, just kidding...... Sorry, leave for a moment. ”

Karl Icahn and the others went to socialize, "Are you okay?" Jim Clark sneered at their backs, and turned around to care about Song Yalai, "Too excited?" Don't ...... today I don't want an ambulance to be out there. ”

"Why don't you go home and rest, you're tired too, I know it's a bit difficult for you during this time, big star." Bacsd also persuaded.

"Okay then."

Anyway, he has the burden of a star, and he can't play like those stockbrokers, so Song Ya got off the donkey, "Sorry, Claire, I'll go back and rest, you ......"

"It's okay, my friends are there......" Claire pointed not far away.

"Okay, goodbye."

Song Ya went to find Linda, and at this time, Daniel, Newman, and Samur of Coopers also came, and chatted a little, "I'll go back first, you can continue......"

Confessing and leaving the party, O'Grady, who had come with him, stayed, and Dr. Chan naturally followed, and he noticed that Ms. Sloan was also coming out from behind, "Aren't you going to play a little longer?" There are a lot of tycoons in it, which is good for you to expand your network. ”

"Forget it, I'm a little tired too."

Old Mike drove back to Tribeca's home, and there were already a lot of reporters gathered under the building, "Is that his car?" He's coming! Seeing the cars that were about to turn into the parking lot, they surrounded them desperately, "APLUS! Talk about your investment! You've made another 100 million today, right!? ”

"APLUS, WHEN DID YOU MEET MARK ANDERSON?"

"Let's stop and talk!"

Netscape has been successfully listed, and Song Ya has no obligation to help promote it now, accompanied by chaotic questions, flashing lights, the sound of old Mike honking his horn, and the sound of the car window being scared to hit, the car broke through the crowd and drove into the private underground garage.

"The news must have exploded today." Ms. Sloan glanced back at the reporters who had been stopped behind by security.

"Let's go home and watch TV."

The group went upstairs and returned home, Alicia was already there, with one leg crossed on the other, lazily sunk into the couch, watching TV with several people involved in the inner-city broadcaster's capital injection.

"You don't have to continue working today." Song Ya said.

"I'm going to sign up with the Inner City Broadcasting Company tomorrow to sign APLUS." Alicia replied.

She didn't get up to greet her, and the two didn't communicate anything other than this conversation, "Okay, I'll go up and take a shower first, and wait for me." Song Ya said a few words and went upstairs.

"You're back together with Peter?" Ms. Sloan gave Alicia a few glances, then sat down beside him.

"No, no, why do you ask?" Alicia asked curiously.

"Then why did you get hair removed...... Sloane pointed to her calf, "which generally means ...... for women of our age."

"Hey! Don't guess......"

Alicia quickly lowered her cocked legs, "You're observant, Sloane. ”

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