Chapter 204

It's nine twenty-seven in the morning.

Wang Jian looked at McDonnell, Lyman and many investors in suits and shoes, and finished reading the last line of the manuscript.

"Thank you for your support for twitter. You won't be disappointed."

"Thank you for your wonderful speech. Let's welcome the staff of twitter." Said the supporter.

Tom, Dorsey, Sarah and others came to the stage one by one to embrace Wang Jian.

Then, we looked at the NASDAQ clock and counted down.

"10, 9, 8..."

Wang Jian felt Tom and Dorsey's bodies trembling slightly.

"5, 4, 3..."

it seems that he saw another fat and thin girl running over.

"2, 1"

as Wang Jian pressed the electronic button, a ribbon floated from the top of the NASDAQ Exchange.

On the big screen of NASDAQ, a blue bird began to fly by.

"Ha ha," the host joked, "this is the advantage of listing on NASDAQ. The NYSE doesn't have these."

However, at this time, no one here cares about the difference between the New York Stock Exchange and NASDAQ. They just stare at the big screen.

"28.50 dollars, no selling."

"29 dollars, no selling."

"This..." Dorothy looked at Wang Jian and asked with trembling, "is that a dollar higher?"

"Well," Lehmann couldn't help laughing, "Congratulations, Dorsey."

"You've become a real multimillionaire."

"And you," Lehmann looked at Wang Jian with a smile, "are another Asian American billionaire after Yang Zhiyuan, who went public through the Internet."

"Damn, what's your share of twitter?" Wang Jian absolutely hated this kind of method.

"It's time to go to the VIP room," he said with a smile

At this time, a cry of surprise came from the downstairs of NASDAQ.

"That's the twitter logo. I use it a lot!"

"Haha, Twitter has finally come into the market."

Dorsey's girlfriend took a look at the big screen and walked quickly to the window, "is the market share of twitter so high?"

"Sure enough, the enterprises developed first have great advantages."

"It seems that when we get back to Stanford, we need to let Larry Page Speed up the research and development."

And she has the same question, and downstairs NBC reporter.

It's a gathering place for fans, and these people should obviously prefer outdoor sports.

"It doesn't coincide with nerd who likes the Internet at all!"

"Does the Internet really represent the direction of the future media?"

At this time, the photographer reminded: "we have to take pictures of the launch of twitter in front of the NASDAQ screen."

"Oh, yes." The reporter quickly shook his head and went to the camera.

After making an "OK" gesture to the photographer, he pointed behind him. "Today, there is an Internet media company listed on NASDAQ. Its name is twitter."

With a smile, the reporter continued: "it is understood that the largest shareholder of this enterprise is the famous best-selling novelist Wang Jian."

"This writer has come to prominence in the literary world since last year's I am the great mage."

"He is not only famous for his novel works, but also for his terrible writing speed."

"Recently, however, some people have begun to question whether he has run out of inspiration, because his writing speed has dropped significantly."

"Fans who like this writer don't have to worry. He's still at the peak of creation."

"As for the decline in writing speed..." the reporter pointed to Twitter and shrugged, showing a smile of unknown significance.

"Well, when you go back, you can find a few mass actors to play the role of fans, and this task will be completed." The reporter said with a smile.

"Well." The photographer looked at his watch and pointed to the street. "It's time for us to continue our live mission."

"NBC paid a lot of dollars to live the torch relay exclusively in New York."

"Well," the reporter nodded, "when Ewing arrives, NBC's live camera will switch to us."

"By the way," he told the photographer, "just a moment, pay attention to the contrast between Ewing and twitter."

"I understand." The photographer nodded and said with a smile, "the report below will be more authentic."

"Hello, this is the studio, switch live source preparation."

The reporter made a gesture to the photographer, picked up the microphone and immediately responded, "after debugging, you can switch.""9:55 official switch, 5,4..."

...

"Wang," Lehmann came over and whispered: "it's almost ten o'clock, we're going to take a picture."

Wang Jian turned to look at Lehmann and nodded in confusion.

Since the launch of twitter, there has been no selling order.

"It's 32 dollars. It's not sold yet!" Tom's voice, uncontrollable excitement.

"All right." Wang Jian shook his head and patted Tom on the shoulder. "I don't want to be squeezed to death by the fans. Now it's time to take a group photo."

"Can't we not go?" Jack Dorsey stares at the computer screen and doesn't want to leave for a moment.

"There was a company that didn't follow this rule..." Lehmann shrugged, "but soon it went bankrupt."

“fuck。” Tom pointed his middle finger at Lyman and stood up.

Wang Jian looked at Lehmann in tears and laughter, "what are you teasing them for?"

...

"look at the door of NASDAQ," the photographer reminded the reporter.

The reporter turned around and saw many uniformed security guards coming out.

"Well?" He raised his watch and looked at the time suspiciously.

"Ten o'clock? It should be half an hour before we can take a group photo. "

"Is... Ahead of time?"

"Ewing, Ewing is coming!" There are fans shouting, the voice is full of excitement.

The hero of New York, Ewing, was worshipped by the fans.

And behind the fans, the security guards, who symbolize violence, are gathering around the new best-selling author?

“oh my godness！” Reporters in the heart of joy, "there is more ironic than this picture?"

"This year's Pulitzer prize may be mine!"

He's directing the photographer, "watch the transition!"

The photographer looked in both directions several times and showed an excited expression.

Wang Jian, who had just stepped out of the NASDAQ gate, yelled in his heart, "dig a hole!"

"This is the Madison garden stadium audience, all concentrated in this less than 30 meters long section of the road?"

"Hehe, Ewing is the hero of this city." Lyman said with a smile.

"Look at the thousands of fans, but they're all here for him."

Damn it, finish taking pictures and go back to the exchange.

"It's... I'm going to have a phobia." Wang Jian said to himself.

Lehmann nodded with a smile and made a please sign.

At this moment, someone yelled, "Ewing, Ewing is coming."

Wang Jian was about to withdraw to the stock exchange.

Suddenly, bursts of bright whistles sounded.

"Wang, Wang is out!"