March 3.

The United States.

Times Square.

Nasdaq Stock Exchange.

Since last night, the billboard outside the exchange has put the huge logo of micro crystal technology, under which are written the English to celebrate the IPO and the Chinese characters that Tang Qing strongly asked to add.

In addition.

As one of the main products of microcrystalline technology in the future.

Time is also here.

With the approval of the city hall of New York, this "crossroads of the world" has become a display board of microcrystalline technology.

"Microcrystalline technology has solar panels with high light conversion rate in the world. So far, more than 100 solar power stations have been successfully constructed and operated stably."

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"Building materials solar roof baffle, let the panel have more optional colors, microcrystalline technology, the world's leading brand of household solar power generation equipment, leading the light revolution."

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"Seven tower type molten salt solar power stations have been successfully built with microcrystalline technology. Compared with the TV Version, the reflector material has a longer service life, which is the most popular in desert and Gobi environment."

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Products flashed in the air.

Because of novelty.

The original boring explanation excites the tourists. Time will only be on the market for a few months. The number of people who can go to Tang Qing's press conference is limited, so it's good to experience it early.

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Inside.

Zhou you and other senior executives arrived early. NASDAQ is a big place, which is much more spacious than the small building of the New York Stock Exchange. They invited the company's managers and some scientific research workers.

Not for a while.

Zhou you saw Ge Feng, who had just arrived.

"Good morning, Mr. Ge." Zhou you step forward quickly.

"Xiao Zhou, you are also early." Ge Zhong, with a gentle smile on his face, looks around. He doesn't find Tang Qing's figure. He doesn't even want to show his face if he doesn't have to.

The press conference is over.

The roadshow is over.

Almost nothing happened to Tang Qing.

"I see a few friends. Let's have a chat first. Xiao Zhou, you are busy."

"All right."

Not for a while.

A lot of investors are coming.

The scene was a little crowded.

A staff member of the exchange came up and said, "Mr. Zhou, will you ring the bell later?"

"Yes."

"Well, you see, when the time comes, you can just press here." The staff should have at least one conspicuous area on the screen. The place where NASDAQ rings the bell is like a studio.

"I understand, thank you."

Zhou you knows the rules of NASDAQ.

It's ringing the bell.

But neither the NYSE nor NASDAQ has a clock. The NYSE is just like a judge, knocking with a small hammer, and the sound is controlled electronically. NASDAQ has no hammer, and it's just a touch screen.

Just click.

At this moment.

A familiar scene appeared in the crowd.

The blue light spot rotates, which makes everyone speak slowly. Who else can appear in this way at this time, except Tang Qing, the unreliable chairman of microcrystalline technology?

To be honest.

They are also a little envious.

Stay at home.

You can go all over the world. It's a lazy artifact.

And for this super rich person who doesn't even come to the market in person, they are only envious because they can make people speechless by showing their products.

"Kaka kaka."

The emergence of Tang Qing.

Like a "rare animal", the reporters press the shutter frantically.

Camera on.

Live.

The whole body condenses.

"Well."

See other people staring at themselves, the scene strange quiet, let Tang Qing almost forget what to say,. "Hello, I'm glad to see you again. I hope you all have something today."

Finish.

Tang Qing turns back to Zhou You's position.

"Chairman."

"Good chairman."

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Tang Qing said with a smile, "hello. Hard work, Mr. Zhou. For tonight's dinner, please give me a good reception to all the heroes of microcrystalline technology. As you know, there is a time difference between here and Huaxia. "

"Yes, chairman."

Next.

Tang Qing talked with Ge Feng and sun for a while.

It's almost time.

March.

In winter, the US stock market opened at 10:30 p.m., which translates into Chinese time. Just after dinner, Tang Qing and Chai Ren had a black game.Time out.

In the presence of the audience at the scene and in front of the TV.

Zhou you clicks on the screen.

After a dense bell.

NASDAQ began a busy trading, for a time, a lot of people.

Today.

Of course, microcrystalline technology is the most eye-catching. This high-tech stock, which has been hot for more than a month, has earned the public's attention. Next, it's time to make money.

Before listing.

Microcrystalline technology's share price was finally set at $30.

Open for three minutes.

The share price went up to 35 dollars, which was a door opening... Green. Tang Qing likes this color. If he has enough power, maybe he can let ERV change this rule.

Or red, happy.

However.

It is estimated that it will be unanimously attacked by the western media.

In China.

The red color is festive.

But in western countries, red, like black and white, is a symbol of disaster, terror and so on. If it is forced to pass, it is estimated that there will be a lot of people's discontent, and it is possible to March and demonstrate on the streets every day.

I have to.

Take it easy.

This kind of behavior, which is not significant and easy to be attacked, is just full.

"Forty one."

Ge Feng's voice brought back Tang Qing's thoughts.

On the panel.

It's 41:1.

"Up, up, no, slow down." Ge Feng called the manager of his investment company and asked if there was any money left to spend. He asked him to buy it as soon as possible.

"I've got all my money." Ge Feng said with a smile.

"We still need to pay attention to risks," Tang said

"I usually don't speculate in stocks, so I only bought your stocks. I'm moved." Ge Feng laughs humbly.

"What do I move when you make money?"

"I'll give you three dollars for a dollar." Ge Feng is upright and vigorous.

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In the middle of a conversation.

Prices are still rising.

It soon broke through 42 and rose to 43... Forty four... Forty-five... Under the huge capital of all parties, these barriers have been broken through one after another.

Set a new high.

But we all know that.

When this wave of rise is over, it will have to start to shock, because there are always investors who want to reap quickly and settle for safety. They are those who have come to take advantage of the fall and are not prepared to hold for a long time.

Sure enough.

In an hour.

It's about fifty-two dollars.

The shock started.

Like a roller coaster, it has ups and downs. Sometimes it falls below the 50 level, and sometimes it rushes to 55 level. It's a long and short fight. Exciting battlefield for professionals.

However, Tang Qing is a bit bored. It's just that there are more funds coming in or leaving. As far as he knows, there are still a lot of capital not coming in.

Well.

I really want to go back to bed.