Chapter 749

"I appreciate your ambition to raise prices and expand circulation..."

The listing day is just around the corner. In the last party, song Ya finally gets together with Madoff, chairman of the NASDAQ Exchange, who has been famous for not meeting. The old man is holding a glass of wine to give affirmation and encouragement to Jim Clark's price raising behavior. "There are five to six Internet companies to be listed in the year. If Netscape's IPO is successful, it will give the market the best shot Heart medicine. "

"So everyone will support us, right?"

Mark Anderson asked.

"It's almost the same, but the market is changing so fast that I can't tell." Madoff patted him on the arm. "But get ready, rock star. Tomorrow you'll be the new multimillionaire in America."

In order to promote Netscape, Jim Clark and Baxter put Mark Anderson in the hat of a technology hero, and compared with Bill Gates and jobs at that time. Both of them and KPCB retreated behind the scenes and were willing to build momentum for Mark Anderson. Therefore, Madoff would call him a rock star.

But song Ya knows that the gold content of this rock star is far less than that of Bill Gates and jobs. After all, Jim Clark owns the majority of shares, and even less than himself. "Hey, hey, I'm relieved to have you, Mr. Madoff." "I admire you very much. Let me introduce myself to you..."

"Ha ha, that's not necessary. You are very good aplus. You are a lucky young man." The grizzled Jewish financial magnate politely shook hands with him. "I heard that DTS, which was delayed, has something to do with you?" Asked Madoff.

"Well, I'm just one of the minority shareholders. DTS is having a little trouble at present. We are waiting for the outcome of the negotiation between DVD and SD alliance in September."

Song Yacai doesn't want to talk about DTS at this time. He has a rare opportunity and says what he wants directly, "well, I still have some idle funds in my hand. Recently, I'm confused about the stock market. Maybe your foundation can accept me..."

"Ha ha..."

Madoff laughed again, looked at the others around him, and turned the subject aside. "You're not optimistic about the stock market?"

"With all due respect, it has gone crazy recently. Microsoft's huge market value is still expected to double..." Song Ya began to show off his insight, "although I heard that Mr. Greenspan, chairman of the Federal Reserve, wrote in his article in the early years that the stock market is not a barometer of the economy, the stock market is the economy itself, but..."

"Maybe, but it's generally healthy at the moment."

Madoff closed his smile. "If you don't like the stock market, you don't need to be optimistic about my foundation, because the money invested by the foundation is no more than stocks, debts and houses."

"I understand, but I trust your vision. I heard that your annualized rate of return can reach..."

"Cough, I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me to talk about this at this time. It belongs to you and mark tonight."

Madoff seemed upset. "Excuse me, Jim!" The old man got out of touch with Jim Clark, who came by.

Business is not done yet! It's bad for your cow! Song Ya looked at his back and quietly rolled his eyes.

But he wronged the old man, and Madoff didn't forget him. When he left the party early, he handed him a business card. "If you really want to cooperate, contact this person, Stanley chase."

"I'm familiar with the name. I seem to have seen it somewhere." Song Ya looked at the business card and thought.

"Hollywood, who deals with entertainment investors, is a good friend of Spielberg and David Geffen."

"But you need to pass some of his tests if you really want to join my core foundation," Madoff said

"No problem. Try me, Mr. Madoff."

Song Ya happily tucked his business card into his pocket.

As they spoke, they came to the eve of Netscape IPO bell ringing. They went outside the NASDAQ Exchange in Times Square and took group photos and posed under the flash of reporters. They were very happy.

During the reign of Dinkins, it was full of pirates and vagabonds, as well as rogues who dressed in cartoon costumes to cheat tourists for group photos and then forced money. After Juliani took office, the crackdown was very strong, and the order had been restored. From this small point, we can see that dingkins was not unjustly defeated.

Unfortunately, there is a natural racial gap, and I still need to cooperate with Dinkins and them in the future, not Giuliani.

Song Ya is very clever to cooperate with Jim Clarke and make Mark Anderson stand in the absolute C position, with his suit and his Netscape Logo hat grinning in the back row.

"Aplus, hey." I'm taking a picture. I hear a familiar voice around me. I turn my head and look at it. Irvgotti is always around llcoolj, and David Geffen's family beat up Wesley Streep, "Wow, your company is listed here today..."

"It's you. What? Will you wait? "

People are coming and going in Times Square, and the technology industry is out of fashion with a large number of bodyguards. Song Ya quickly winks at old Mike in the distance, "you go there...""OK, I'll wait for you."

IRV Gotti went to old Mike's and waited for him to finish shooting. "Linda said I could find you here, and I'll come."

"Oh, what can I do for you? Hurry up. Today is very important to me. " Song Ya is too lazy to gossip with him.

"Aplus, concentrate. Today is not the day to bring friends in." Jim Clark must be upset to see IRV Gotti dressed in street hip-hop style, and coldly dropped a word and took people first.

"Ha ha, these white guys." IRV Gotti compared his back with his middle finger.

"Hurry up, OK?" Song Ya urged.

"Well, llcoolj asked me to bring you a message to apologize."

IRV Gotti said, "he knew about the last thing he did with Russell Simmons..."

"That's over. Let's get to the point. IRV, I'm really busy." At half past nine, I don't want to play and disappear when I ring the bell.

"OK, OK, we are currently negotiating with Marvel about the blade Warrior Project. Wesley Streep is very annoying. He is ahead. Llcoolj wants to..." Irvgotti said, "well, I'd like to ask you to come in and help us. We learned from our negotiations with Marvel people that they like you very much."

"Help? What do you mean Song Ya asked.

"Participate in the investment, and then let your a + film industry assist in the production. We give most of the capital, and the income will be shared equally."

Irvgotti said: "llcoolj will promise not to get together with Russell and Russell, as long as he can star as blade fighter."

He also wants to play a leading role. That song Ya definitely won't do it. "I said that I changed the story last time, but it doesn't mean I will forget it, OK? I don't want to cross with you any more. As long as you don't mess with me, this condition is very favorable. "

"But aplus..."

"Well, Mike will see him off for me. I'm going in. Goodbye." Song Ya rushed into the exchange.

"Today is very important, very important..."

At nine o'clock, Jim Clark finally showed his pent up nervousness. He went into the small combat room prepared for them in the exchange. Before the trading, they still had to pass the first stage of call auction. Whether the price of twenty-eight dollars would lead to the stock price diving on the first day of listing depends on this.

"Hoo..." Mark Anderson sat at the front, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, his hands constantly stroking his little hair.

"Don't be nervous, mark."

Baxter, himself nervous, walked up and down the small room, pressing Mark Anderson on the shoulder. "We're going to make it."

"Well, certainly."

At 9:15 of the call auction, the shares of $28 per share have been sold out by the underwriters through various channels, and now they are the front-end to enter the open market.

"Do you understand?"

Song Ya is perhaps the most relaxed one in the room, and no one is in the mood to chat with him and sit on the empty seat in the last row.

"Of course, I did a bit of research." Brandon edge, the main developer of JavaScript, was sitting right next to him.

"It was you who killed me suddenly in my previous life, didn't you?" Song Ya stares at his chubby side face, thinking silently whether to find a chance to revenge

Twenty eight dollars, a bill appears on the computer screen.

Jim Clark, too, lost his reserve and took a few steps to Mark Anderson's side, staring at the trading software.

"Oh, oh!" Mark Anderson suddenly issued an abnormal exclamation, "why haven't you sold it for 30 dollars? 31、 32... "

Most of the people buzzed over to see it.

“Fxxk！ It seems that the issue price is still set low! " Jim Clark swears.

"No one wants to do it!? Damn it, forty! "

Baxter yelled.

Brandon Archie was still calm. He lifted his glasses with his hand, and quickly reported the figure in his mind, "40 yuan, then the value of our company is 3.4 billion dollars..."

"Do you have incentive options, too?" Song Ya asked him.

"Yes, one percent." He replied, "so what I have now is Three thousand Four million? " He was not calm.

"Slow response dead house programmer!" Song Ya rolled his eyes, "this is just the stage of call auction, and the afternoon closing is still uncertain."

"Don't spoil aplus at this time!"

Again, Jim Clark's rebuke.

"Fifty, fifty-six!" Baxter kept counting. When he got the number, everyone looked back at Song ya at the same time.

"I don't speak." Song Ya shrugged and zipped his mouth with his hand.

"Sixty! Seventy! "

In just a few minutes, the stock price reached a completely unimaginable high, "Damn it! I should double it again Baxter exclaimed in chagrin: "still no bid! Zero volume! Everyone in this room is going to be a billionaire"If the stock price is 70, then my current personal assets are..."

Brandon Archie continued to mumble, and suddenly he held his heart, "ho ho..." The body began to slip down.

"Hey, are you ok?" Song Ya quickly pulled him.

"Yes! Yes

"Ah! Oh

No one else in the room noticed the scene. They were all roaring like wild animals, scraps of paper, cups, waving their hands and throwing everything they could get to the sky. Someone jumped on the back of the tall Mark Anderson, who was still hopping with him.

"We did it, we did it!" Jim Clark, who had been promoted to the service of one billion for a few minutes, kept shouting. His eyes were red and he came and grabbed Sonya. "See? Aplus! Seventy two! We made it! This is our Netscape moment! Enjoy the moment

"Your employees..." Sonya beckons to Brandon Archie on the ground.

"No! There's a sale! Fall Baxter yelled, "seventy one!"

Jim Clark went back and continued to stare at the screen.

"I finally understand why the people on Wall Street play so crazy in private. The power of money is magnified infinitely here, and all people will be released the most primitive animal nature..."

At this price, his 2 million venture capital will be replaced by nearly 200 million meters. Song Ya is still in a good mood, but he is already a billionaire. Of course, he is also very excited, but he can still restrain himself. He quickly helps Brandon Aichi to unbutton his suit and shirt, fan him and look after him, "are you ok? Can I help you call a doctor? "

"I'm fine. I'm fine."

Fortunately, Brandon edge came back. "Just give me a glass of water, thank you."

"All right."

Song ya to pour water, ten minutes call auction ended, the opening price was set at 71.5 yuan.

"Everybody, it's time to go and ring the bell."

Morgan Stanley's quaterson came in and said with a smile.

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