Rebirth Turn of the Century

Xiao Yu is leaving.

When she found that there were fewer and fewer paparazzi behind her, and no matter how prominent the 'girlfriends' who attended the party were, even the gossip tabloids stopped reporting them, she and Betty realized that their mission had been completed.

There is no doubt that Tesla will rise after listing. But those people will not let Tesla skyrocket and then adjust it to its proper value, and they will not give Zhao Song a chance to cut leeks.

No report, no news, until the moment the bell is rung, Tesla's publicity will return to normal. After all, the media has to eat well, and they can't just listen to someone's instructions without making money.

Zhao Song once again gave Xiao Yu the opportunity to choose her own life path: stay in the United States, the future is foreseeable, the future will be prominent and rich; if she is not willing, then Zhao Song also respects Xiao Yu's choice.

She chose to go home.

No one was surprised that she would give up her status as the 'world's number one princess', and everyone could see that she was unhappy.

"Bai Li, I'm leaving first."

After a while in New York, at Kennedy International Airport, Betty delivered Xiaoyu alone.

She was dissatisfied and said: "Don't you know how to call me sister?"

"Do you look like a big sister?" Xiao Yu poked her nose up and said mischievously, then resumed her serious look, took out an old newspaper from her small bag and handed it to Betty.

"This is the newspaper that Uncle Qin Hai brought to my brother some time ago. I think you should read it too."

"What is this?" Betty took the newspaper, looked at the old photos of the Republic of China on it, and asked in confusion.

"A famous photo before liberation, the group of eight members of the Republic of China, from the daughter of the deputy minister of the Ministry of Finance of the Republic of China to the great-granddaughter of the founder of the Ningbo Gang, are all ladies from wealthy families.

Someone over there was dissatisfied with the two of us showing off everywhere, and said: All the blood and tears that have been shed in a hundred years can't change a photo.

Xiao Yu explained with a sad face.

This photo is aimed at the various parties she had recently with those dignitaries and the second generation of the royal family, and it has attracted great attention.

"..."

Betty gently stroked Xiao Yu's hair, and said softly: "Aren't you going back? I will go back with your brother when the time comes, and everyone will know that we are not like that, your brother, let alone It might be someone like that."

Xiao Yu nodded sullenly when she heard the words: "I hope so."

After finishing speaking, she took the languid Garfield from the entourage, closed the clumsy handle of the cage, and walked towards the security inspection channel.

"Bai Li, the smell of money is everywhere here, and the hypocrisy of people here is disgusting, please take my brother home as soon as possible, please!"

"..."

…………

"I am a rich man and a new rich man; I have founded many companies that are in full swing; I have solved millions of jobs, and countless people know me. There are many honors, such as RD representative, reform star, chairman of the student union, and even electronic control. There has never been my career establishment revoked.

But when taking photos with those chiefs, secretaries, big leaders, and even Wall Street predators here, I also know to stand aside and let others stand in the C position.

In the eyes of the public, I am a billionaire. In the eyes of those people, I'm a fucking monkey! "

New York time, 04:00 a.m. sharp.

After finishing the last preparatory work, Zhao Song stood up wearily, and said with emotion after hearing Qin Hai report that Xiao Yu had taken the newspaper.

"As long as the chain around my monkey's neck is still in those people's hands, whatever those pens say, believe it or not, even if the whole world criticizes me, I will be fine!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Song shook his head with a weird expression, and muttered mockingly: "This kind of thing doesn't depend on what other people say, but on how you do it. Xiaoyu and Baili's circle and showing off their wealth are for the purpose of bringing goods. Yes. If it was a young actor or star who messed around and showed off her advancement in status everywhere, then it would be a hundred years of blood and tears shed in vain."

Zhao Song even thought that this matter will be put in ten years later, what the mainstream values ​​will say:

In the eyes of the common people, you are the county magistrate, but in the eyes of Huang Silang, you are just a beggar on your knees, earning money, business, not shabby;

In the eyes of the fans, you are a star, but in the eyes of the capital chaebol, you are just begging on your knees. Are you not a C position, influential, not shabby!

Qin Han, who has experienced the wind and rain, understands the power of those pens. He was a little confused after hearing Zhao Song's words, and asked in surprise: "Then don't care?"

"in spite of!"

After speaking, Zhao Song took off his shirt and put on a casual T-shirt.

"Aren't you going to rest for a while?" Qin Hai asked hastily.

Under Liu Ying's service, Zhao Song put on his sneakers again, shook his head and replied:

"Tesla's plate is too big. As long as those people are not colluding, Tesla still has a chance to skyrocket."

In the financial market here, are there still few examples of retail investors turning over capital?

He has used various means to let everyone know that Tesla is going to go public, and now he wants to let these people understand what kind of company Tesla is!

"Frank and Maple and what... what's the black one called?"

Liu Ying said speechlessly, "John."

"Yes, John." Zhao Song didn't care about his attitude, "Have they come yet?"

"It's early, and I'm rehearsing in the conference room."

"How's the preparations going in Times Square?"

"The stage has been set up and the equipment is being installed."

"NYPD?"

"The number of your donation shocked the boss of the police station. Now all the police officers on vacation have returned to their posts. They will send the largest police force to appear there in three hours."

"Very good," Zhao Song nodded appreciatively, "Thank you for your hard work."

Liu Ying resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and persuaded: "Boss, why don't you take a break, I think that with the opening song of ringing the bell, the meaning of the subsequent activities...is really not great."

After all, she couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Music is the most direct and powerful form of expression other than our mother tongue, there is no one!"

After saying this, seeing Liu Ying couldn't help rolling her eyes, she shook her head and sighed:

"Didn't you look at the USB flash drive I gave you?"

Liu Ying said helplessly, "Boss, I'm very busy."

"That's not the performance of the four of us, but the confession of 10,000 Tesla senior fans and 10,000 ordinary Tesla employees to all investors!"

"..."

Although she knew that the Tesla affairs team had been busy recently, Liu Ying never expected that this activity would involve a huge number of 20,000.

"Twen... twenty thousand? At that intersection?"

"No!"

Zhao Song stretched out a finger and said mysteriously:

"It's not 20,000, but there is only one! At that time, everyone will only see the movement of a precision machine, and I will let the world know that after I have spent so much effort and money, Tesla is a company. What kind of company!"

………………

December 20th, 8:00 am New York time.

The gate of the New York Stock Exchange has already set up long guns and short guns. After such a long period of publicity by Tesla, all the media that can be named have come.

It is no exaggeration to say that from now to the end of this day, the whole world may have a common name, and that is Tesla. If I had to add another name, it would be Zhao Song.

Therefore, even though there are thousands of lights on the other side of the ocean, everyone related to Zhao Song is not idle.

The driver with three connections and one reach is driving the car attentively; the assembler of Shanshi is carefully installing the keycap; the tester of Wesonic is debugging the earphone; in Wuming and United Semiconductor, when other companies have turned off their lights, their overtime work It has also become the norm.

The cleaners of the Tesla Industrial Park are rushing to clean up. They want to provide a good working environment for the next shift of workers; the assembly line workers are going home from work while the bell is ringing. Worrying about household chores, or problems encountered at work: low work efficiency? Relationship with co-workers? The image in the minds of leaders?

Work has occupied most of these people's lives, and few people analyze the deeper reasons. They only know that if they don't work, they will starve to death.

Zhao Song wouldn't starve to death if he didn't work, but he knew that there would be more serious consequences. So there is no difference between him and the people behind him. The vast majority of his life is work, and then he competes with others at work.

The purpose is also to loosen the dog leash around my neck, so that I can live a happier and more relaxed life.

The group nature of people creates a difference in social division of labor. In theory, a society without a division of labor cannot function normally, so each of us is equal. But there are some people who insist on classifying everyone as high or low. This is not scary. What is scary is that people with a heart are promoting this level of high and low. What's even more frightening is that the so-called 'bottom' has begun to identify with this 'high and low'.

The era of materialism is coming.

Everyone, are you ready?

…………

Amidst the sound of shutters, the super luxurious motorcade stopped.

Security guards are in place, colleagues are waiting, and the secretary opens the door. This is an unprecedentedly large listing team in the history of the NYSE.

After answering the reporters' questions with a smile, Zhao Song walked into the gate of the New York Stock Exchange without hesitation.

On the way, Zhao Song turned to look at his old buddy, and asked with a smile:

"Did you expect this day to come when the two of us built our computer?"

At first?

How could Ding Tao, who blushed even talking to others, think of this day.

He shook his head.

Then he thought about it.

Shaking his head again.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Zhao Song patted the old man, said hello to the big cousin and dumb Liu who were following behind, and then headed towards another road.

Those two, and others, would be waiting in the foyer for the moment when the hammer would be picked up.

And Zhao Song had to go to a simple tea party before ringing the bell.

The participants are no longer those representatives of the management, presidents, and chairman of the board, but the ultimate boss behind the scenes of Tesla's international investors.

fight.

start.