Many Internet companies invested by KPCB will be listed in the next two years. They are very satisfied with Netscape's stock price performance, so they came in person.
Song Ya even suspected that the enthusiastic pursuit of the market before the opening also had their quiet efforts behind them, Morgan Stanley, and Humberquist. The success of Netscape now not only represents the interests of his own family, but is related to the future strategic layout of KPCB. , And even the entire Internet industry.
KPCB is mainly concerned about the slow downtrend after the opening of the first-day high. Now many investment institutions are clearly making profits and leaving the market.
The better Netscape’s share price performance, the better the listing environment for their subsequent venture capital. "Let’s say a little bit more about Bacchus, where is Mark Anderson? Are you also being interviewed?" Joyce asked.
"Yes, they are all outside." Jim Clark replied.
"The packaging of Mark's image should be more professional, he is our business card, and APLUS, Wall Street seems to like your good luck."
Duer said.
"He is already very famous." Jim Clark patted Song Ya on the back and smiled: "Big singer."
"Uh, I plan to take this opportunity to release a single, and I can do my best to help the company hype." Song Ya said.
"Very good, very good."
The bosses of KPCB were very satisfied. They stayed until the end of the afternoon, and waited for Mark Anderson to ring the closing bell before leaving. The stock price was fixed at 58 yuan and 25 cents.
"Failed to hold the sixty mark, but it's not bad."
Bucksdale asked Jim Clark cheerfully, "I just announced our new product in the company's internal server market to the media, is it okay? You asked me to talk more."
"No problem, good job."
Jim Clark was very satisfied, slapped his hands and said loudly: "Morgan Stanley has prepared the best party on Wall Street for us! Today is ours!"
At this closing price, he is now worth more than one billion. Song Ya’s shares are worth about 145 million. Mark Anderson is worth more than 100 million and nodded, Brandon Iger is 4.7 Million, Baxter is somewhere between the two.
"What new product?" Song Ya asked.
"Enterprise Intranet server software, remember what I told you? Our alliance with SUN will work in the field at the same time. Our browser and SUN server and system can help companies improve management efficiency. ."
Jim Clark has no intention of doing much to him, "Let’s go out, and you will have a few interviews later."
"No problem, I'm good at this."
On a trading day, there was a group of rich newcomers, big and small, who shocked the whole meter. Everyone walked with wind when they left the exchange.
"Ms. Sloan, Linda."
Song Ya didn't have time to watch it, but he could completely imagine how the financial news would be broadcast. In Times Square, he used the NASDAQ exchange external wall marquee as the background and accepted several media interviews after completing the task~www.mtlnovel. com~ I went to the party set up by Morgan Stanley and joined the other men, "Where is Alicia? She is not here?"
"Our future wife of the governor of Illinois is now very afraid of showing up in public."
Sloan smiled a little slouch and said: "It should be because of his husband's indecent photos. After all, Wall Street certainly has no shortage of people paying attention to the governorship race."
"Leave her, Linda, go and say hello to Jim's secretary, and prepare some invitations for Claire and her friends for the evening."
Song Ya confessed to Linda: "There are my other friends in New York, Sutton and his son, Daniel, Newman..."
A long list of names, when he was reporting, "Wow wow wow..." Ms. Sloan turned her head and smiled awkwardly, covering her wine glass in front of her eyes.
"How?"
Song Ya looked over, and two white men and women who didn't know whether they were Wall Street traders or investment managers entangled directly to live broadcast the live broadcast. The Wall Street elites in suits and leather next to them laughed wildly and drew close to watch.
"Look, over there..." Ms. Sloan pointed to another circle in the party. The addicts on Wall Street also opened up, and the party security was standing not far away, as if they had been used to it, completely indifferent.
They jumped and jumped, shouting loudly the kind of slogans used by direct selling companies to brainwash them. Both men and women, regardless of their own image and other people, are no different from animals.
"This group of guys, who usually look like dogs, turned out to be better than Lao Hei in private..."
can be considered to have seen it with his own eyes, Song Ya can only complain like this.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 751: © The Wolf of Wall Street
Fortunately, when the distinguished guests from inside and outside the circle arrived one after another, these guys finally converged a little and moved the "battlefield" to another place.
"Hey, Claire..."
Song Ya personally received Underwood’s wife, and several of her artist friends, "Hello, hello." One of the male photographers seems to be very famous. He specializes in shooting portraits in poor and war-torn areas. He has been in New York. Many solo photography exhibitions have won many awards.
I didn’t expect Claire, the usually cold politician’s wife and broker, and the New York artist community, but it has nothing to do with her. Song Ya knows where she came, "Jim and they are over there. I will take you to meet?"
"Okay, congratulations on APLUS." Claire laughed, "All the news is about to praise you."
"Hey, actually this is not the end result for me. You know, my stock has a lock-up period. At that time, who knows if I can maintain today's stock price..."
Song Ya took her to meet Jim Clark, Quatson and others, the wife of Donkey Party and Party Whip, everyone was very happy to make friends with each other.
"Where's Alicia? She's also in New York, right?" Claire asked during the party.
"Should be in New York today, but she doesn't want to come to this kind of occasion." Song Ya blinked.
Claire must have also thought of those pictures of Peter, and the two laughed tacitly.
"Jim, congratulations."
At this time, three white men, who were surrounded by many stock brokers, came over. The old man in the lead was very stylish, and he looked like a big-name financial circle.
"Karl Icahn."
Jim Clark reminded him in a low voice, then laughed and shook hands.
Radical corporate predators have a reputation. Song Ya knows that this old man likes to initiate malicious bidding and short selling of companies most. He is one of the most disliked Wall Street people of company founders like Jim.
The two younger whites around Carl Icahn are also not young, one is the king of junk bonds, Milken, the other is the king of junk stocks, Belfort, and the three are Jewish and all have dirty wrists. A big careerist who likes to wander around the legal ambiguity. Carl Icahn was the one who charged ahead. Milken and Belfort used money legally defrauded from investors to provide him with ammunition, and the three cooperated tacitly.
However, as early as 1990, Milken was fined and compensated more than $1 billion for crimes of illegal trading, non-disclosure of material information, tax evasion, and illegal profits. He also served more than a year in prison and was barred from entering the securities industry for his entire life. The prosecutor handling his case was Giuliani, the mayor of New York today. Mila's father was a little trouble in front of this man again.