Rebirth Turn of the Century

Brits love to carry it. In the words of the old capital, it means that the price cannot be reduced, and the value cannot be reduced.

The inherent arrogance and engraved sense of superiority made them pay a huge price this time-they arranged the Tesla roadshow address to start at the Claridge Hotel, and the three surrounding streets were seriously congested every day.

More than 300 well-known investors have come here, not including small investment institutions and individual investors.

Residents of London's Mayfair area have obviously never seen such a scene. Luxury hotels are overcrowded, but those below five stars are empty.

Now it is no longer a question of whether Tesla can raise money, but whether these investors are qualified to participate. If they can’t even live in luxury hotels, they are obviously not the investors Tesla needs.

As a result, the rents of the surrounding mansions and castles began to skyrocket.

Zhao Song knows that now is an era of money or money.

No matter how popular Tesla is, it can't compare to Ahri in another world. That was an era when money was not treated as money.

However, Zhao Song was still shocked by the lively scene in front of him.

…………

Lanesbury Hotel, Knightsbridge, London.

In the most expensive suite, Zhao Song stood in front of the window, looking out of the window in shock:

"What are these people doing standing in front of the hotel instead of visiting Buckingham Palace and Hyde Park?"

Next to him was Nancy who came to visit, and said with a smile:

"Maybe they're waiting for a vacant room?"

"Because of Tesla?"

"Because of Tesla." As Tesla's director representative, Nancy is also honored.

"How many invitation letters have we sent?" This was adjusted by the affairs team at any time according to the situation, and Zhao Song didn't know it yet.

"800 were just confirmed last night."

"..." Zhao Song was a little dazed, Tesla is so much worse than Ahri 10 years later?

"Why so many?"

Nancy said dissatisfiedly: "Nicholas, because you have sold out Tesla's interests in the island country, so we need to deepen the European market, and of course we are eager for more investors!"

Zhao Song withdrew his gaze from the window, turned to look at Nancy, and said with a smile: "Nancy, things are so impermanent. We have changed from friends to enemies, and now we have changed from enemies to friends. How can you all serve Tesla wholeheartedly?" Considered."

Nancy is old enough to be Zhao Song's mother, and she teased him no matter how big or small, Nancy suppressed her good temper: "Whether we are friends or not depends on whether you can fulfill your promise to me. Now, obviously It is in everyone's mutual interest for Tesla to go public smoothly."

"Okay," Zhao Song said helplessly, "tell me what needs to be done?"

"What are you doing? Of course you showed all your energy to attend the banquet!

Because we can't just let investors find us, we also need to choose investors, and Oliver is the best candidate. "

"Oliver?" Zhao Song was confused, "Who is it?"

"The big man behind the British record industry."

"Big boss?"

"No, but he knows many big bosses, and he is also an aristocrat. He also wants to accompany his daughter to Queen Charlotte's ball."

"Did you arrange all the itineraries for me before I went public?" Zhao Song asked dissatisfied.

"When the ability, status, and resources of the other party are not worthy of your current achievements, all you are doing is ineffective social interaction!" Nancy also reminded dissatisfiedly, "Nicholas, when you started to manage your personal image as an entrepreneur, , which means that Tesla and your personal brand image are inseparable, if you still act recklessly during the period before Tesla goes public, it is irresponsible to Tesla!"

"OK, OK~" Zhao Song raised his hands in surrender and muttered, "My personal image is related to the interests of everyone in Tesla, but what's the matter with you if I'm looking for a woman?"

"Because that's part of your personal image," Nancy said with a cold face, stretching out two heads to point to her eyes, "Tesla's people will stare at her, as long as the subsequent activities can't give her spirit, emotion, Any pleasure and progress brought about by work and life, Tesla will stop in time to tilt her resources and stop the loss!"

"..." Zhao Song sullenly said nothing.

Nancy slowed down her expression, and persuaded softly: "If there is another way, every shareholder and employee of Tesla is willing to replace you to do these things, but investors will not agree, and their eyes will only focus on you. Let’s see if you can bring their expected return on their investment!”

"Don't worry, I won't hold you back," Zhao Song calmed down quickly, "I just hate those 'nobles' who are proud, arrogant, and full of superiority. Nancy, what era is it? Prevailing in Europe?"

"Because that's the rule that runs here."

"Rules?!" Zhao Song sneered, "This rule can't be played in a flower grower, and there will be more than a few generations, at least 500 million royal relatives!"

Nancy shrugged: "It can't be played in the United States."

"Come on, don't pretend that I don't know the blue-blood nobles," Zhao Song replied disdainfully, "It is rumored that the Jews who control the world have been restricted by you people to enroll in the Ivy League!"

Nancy didn't care, she shrugged: "The reality is that Jewish college students don't pass that limit every year!"

"But no one can deny its existence." Seeing that the stylist team had entered the room, Zhao Song lowered his voice and said, "Free America, huh! ~ There is no so-called nobility designation rule behind the scenes."

Nancy knew what kind of guy Zhao Song was in his bones, so she spread her hands and did not refute his words.

Zhao Songdun felt bored, and when he saw outsiders coming in, he simply changed the topic to something lighter:

"I heard that the old lady's grandpa's grandma is the legendary European grandmother."

Nancy smiled and said, "Yes, and her husband's grandma's grandma is also a legendary European grandmother."

"..." Zhao Song tilted his head, gave up the plan to draw a family tree for the royal family with a map, and muttered in a low voice:

"A group of inbreeding hybrids, talking about blood with us Chinese?

I bah~! ! ~~"

…………

next door.

Xiao Yu was sitting obediently, letting the stylist toss her head.

The double ponytails are gone, and the hair has been coiled up. The big smiling eyes are a little more charming after the eyeshadow on the picture. Several years of good food and drink have also allowed her figure to take shape, giving the stylist a lot of room to make her look more in line with Western aesthetics.

"Bai Li!~" Xiao Yu saw the woman walking over through the mirror, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Why did you go so early?"

Bai Li raised her eyebrows, and turned back with angry eyes: "Wei Mingyu, I'm older than you no matter what, so please be more polite."

Xiao Yu: "I'm not being polite. If you had come out earlier, my mother would still have to suffer this crime for two years?"

With men and without men, women are always two ways. Especially when they are tearing up.

Betty: "What came out? Your brother invited me here."

Xiao Yu: "If you really don't mean that, you should be the same as those shabby girls, please don't come!"

Betty: "..."

She couldn't scold Wei Mingyu who grew up in a den of villains, so taking advantage of Xiaoyu's inability to move, she pinched her waist hard.

"Bai Li, you wait for my old lady~ Don't forget that you are an accompanying guest, and my old lady has plenty of opportunities to make you look ugly."

Betty said disdainfully: "Do you know what kind of dance it is? We have to follow a strict procedure in all our actions, making me look ugly? Try it! Let's see how your brother treats you."

Xiao Yu got angry: "Don't mention my brother!"

"Okay, don't mention it." Betty smiled, and looked at Xiao Yu's slightly flat chest through the mirror, "Oh, make me look ugly?"

After ridiculing, she sat next to Xiao Yu, and the stylist next to her tried to act as if she didn't exist, and hurried forward to toss.

"What do you mean, Betty?"

"What I mean is: it's not necessarily who will make a fool of himself."

"Why?"

"Because my old lady has a ditch!"