"You shouldn't be here." No one likes them here, Quatson of Morgan Stanley said to Milken.
"It’s not illegal to go to a party."
Milken laughed and said, "I accompany my old friend to come and play."
"Mr. Bucksted, you have been publicly attacking Microsoft. You and Jim think that they will cause great competitive pressure on Microsoft. However, Microsoft's Windows 95 operating system will be officially listed in ten days, whether it is users or investment circles. All are very optimistic about that epoch-making product. Do you think your company's stock price will be under pressure in turn?"
The youngest Belfort is also the most aggressive. He stared at Bacchus next to Jim Clark with a wolf-like look, aggressively, "You mentioned your alliance with SUN in the interview today, your corporate intranet No Microsoft products will run on the server project, right?"
Has it been targeted by Wall Street shorts as soon as it went public? Indeed, the stock price soared a bit high on the first day...
Song Ya knows that these three guys are here to make trouble, declare war? Or deliberately to stimulate people?
These Wall Street masters are not necessarily short-selling. What they fear most is calm as water. As long as the company responds, they can make money no matter what the result is. Just like the malicious bidding that Karl Icahn often initiates, the shareholders of the target company If the voter concedes, he can grab control of the enterprise. If the opponent fiercely resists, the stock price will inevitably be pulled up in the fight between the two parties, and they can also see the opportunity to leave the market for a profit.
Everyone seemed to stop smiling, Song Ya quietly closed his grin.
"Microsoft represents the past, and the Internet is the future. Just like oil replacing coal or many traditional industries disappearing silently under the influence of new technologies, do you think there will be direct competition? Not necessarily, but the final loser is inevitable. It's them." Backsted replied.
"You have a great explanation." Karl Icahn smiled approvingly at Backsd.
This guy seems to be also a Marvel shareholder. He is battling another financial tycoon Perelman on the Marvel board of directors. He should copy past successful routines on Marvel’s side. Perelman is in a bad situation recently and has a huge net worth. Shrinking is still under investigation by the Donkey Party government, but after all, it was once the 14th richest man in the world. The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. There will be a fierce struggle between the two sides.
This kind of person has a rich family background, and the funds that can be mobilized far exceed his net worth. Song Ya knows that currently he can only watch movies from afar.
But...
In his mind, it seems that there is another movie clip starring Xiao Lizi. A group of guys who seem to be Wall Street stock brokers are reveling in the company like beasts, and their behavior is very similar to the live broadcast he saw before.
A new movie? He is a little dizzy.
"What's wrong with you APLUS......"
Claire by his side discovered his anomaly.
"It's nothing, I'm okay." Song Ya put down his hand holding his forehead.
Karl Icahn generally only asks about the specific operations of the company. It seems that people who don’t know Marvel have asked himself to talk about the Blade Warrior project, "APLUS, I like your words very much. There are too many flying pigs on the outlet these days. , I’ll give you a piece of advice. If you don’t hurry up to enrich yourself, you will get worse when you fall.
"I didn't want to scold myself when I said that..." Why did Song Ya listen to the other party's words weirdly?
"Haha, just kidding... sorry, leave."
Carl Icahn and the others went to socialize with other people. "Are you okay?" Jim Clark sneered at their backs, and looked back at Song Ya. "Too excited? Don't do it today... I don't want to have it. The ambulance appeared outside."
"Why don't you go home and have a rest, you are also very tired, I know it's a little embarrassing for you during this time, big star." Bucksted also persuaded.
"Let's do that."
Anyway, I have a celebrity baggage, and I can’t play crazy like those stock brokers. Song Ya went down the donkey, "Sorry, Claire, I'll go back and have a rest, you..."
"It's okay, my friends are there..." Claire pointed away.
"Okay, bye."
Song Ya went to find Linda. At this time, Daniel, Newman, and Samuel from Yongdao also came, and they talked a little, "I'm going back first, you can continue..."
Convicted and left the party. O'Grady, who came with him, stayed. Dr. Chen naturally followed. He found that Ms. Sloan also followed from behind. benefit."
"Forget it, I'm a little tired too."
Old Mike drove back to Tribeca's home, and a lot of reporters had gathered under the building, "Is it his car? He is coming!" Seeing the cars about to turn into the parking lot, they surrounded desperately. , "APLUS! Talk about your investment! You made another 100 million today, right~www.mtlnovel.com~When did you meet Mark Anderson?"
"Stop and have a few words!"
Netscape has been successfully listed, and Song Ya now has no obligation to help with propaganda. With messy questions, flashing lights, the sound of the old Mike honking the horn, and the buzzing sound of the car windows, the car drove through the crowd and drove in. Private underground garage.
"The news must have exploded today." Ms. Sloan looked back at the reporters who were stopped by security.
"Go home and watch TV."
A group of people went upstairs and returned home. Alicia was already there, putting one leg on the other, lazily lying on the sofa, with several related personnel involved in the capital injection of the Inner City Broadcasting Company. watch TV.
"You don't have to continue working today." Song Ya said.
"I will sign APLUS with Inner City Broadcasting Corporation tomorrow." Alicia replied.
She didn't get up to greet her, and the two did not communicate except for this conversation. "Well, I'll go up and take a shower and wait for me." Song Ya confessed and went upstairs.
"Did you get back with Peter?" Ms. Sloan glanced at Alicia, then sat next to him.
"No, no, why do you ask?" Alicia asked strangely.
"Then why did you get hair removal..." Sloan pointed to her calf, "This generally means to a woman of our age..."
"Hey! Stop guessing..."
Alicia hurriedly put down her raised leg, "Your observation is really sharp, Sloan."
shake hands,
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"Did you hair removal?"
In Tribeca's study room at three o'clock in the morning, Song Ya was awakened by the voice of Xixisuosuo, and opened her eyes to look over. Alicia was bending her back to herself and carrying her skirt. The sofa was not high, and her sight was just as smooth as the other party. His long legs were even, so he reached out and touched it.
"what!"
Alicia didn't expect that he would wake up and let out a short exclamation, "Hate, APLUS, women don't want to discuss this topic with men."
"Okay, sorry."
I watched this mature woman maintain a very good figure and was covered by a cold-wind lawyer professional skirt, "It's only three o'clock, are you going back to the hotel?"
"Sloan lives next to me, I don't want to be noticed by her."
She got dressed, pulled her long hair out of her collar with both hands, put on the watch on the table, picked up her bag, and put a folder under her armpit. The venting wildness when she was alone disappeared instantly. Incarnate as an elite lawyer back in the day, "See you at the New York Main Station in the afternoon?"