Rebirth Turn of the Century

"If you can't stop it, can 'they' stop it?"

When Zhao Song's calm voice sounded, all other chaotic voices in the earphones disappeared.

'They' want to get Zhao Song's shares at the lowest price, not let Tesla crash. They didn't do it before because the time was too long, and they were not sure about facing panic selling, but now there are only ten minutes left, 'they' have no scruples anymore!

Liao Yingzhu said with certainty: "'They' can stop it, just cancel the sale order."

"So everyone has done well enough, after all, you are all working hard for my personal interests..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Song paused for a moment before continuing, "Guys, the most lucrative profession in the world is not in the "Criminal Law", but in the prohibition regulations of the Securities Regulatory Commission.

Now, the people who make the rules are taking the lead in breaking the rules. In 2 minutes, when you and I are busy with everything, from then until 10:55, it will be your private free time. I hope you can seize this once in a lifetime Opportunity!

This is also my reward for everyone! "

"Oh, My God~"

"Long live the boss!"

"Boss, I love you!"

"..."

On the phone, Zhao Song smiled lightly: "I know you love me, but others don't.

Now, I'm going to tell everyone about it.

Tell them what kind of company Tesla really is!

Guys, wish me luck! "

"..."

After 16 minutes, except for Zhao Song who gambled everything, everyone will have made a lot of money.

Yes, all of them!

All the employees who were allocated Tesla’s original shares before the listing, all the shareholders who bought but not sold after the listing, and all the real investors who are optimistic about Tesla’s future.

Except Zhao Song.

He walked away from the headset call, but it was still quiet inside. Even Liao Yingzhu, who once again achieved brilliant results, had a gloomy face.

In fact, she doesn't need to hold on for 16 minutes, because the celebration will start in 11 minutes, and she only needs to hold the level of 118 for another 8 minutes!

What a pity~

"Listen guys~" Liao Yingzhu said word by word into the microphone, "If we compare the benefits obtained by acting alone with the compensation given by the boss after making a profit, it is like Monica Lewinsky and Jennifer · Aniston as big a gap.

Now 30 seconds have passed, we still have a minute and a half to figure out a solution, let's work harder, it will take a while longer!"

"Boss, after the second shock, we can see a position near 119.85. I calculated it. After excluding the handling fee, we can make no loss and no profit."

Liao Yingzhu: "Very good, so we can hold on for another minute or so, please continue."

"Mr. Liao, we've finished analyzing what the financial experts said, so let's create a post on the professional forum to refute it!"

Liao Yingzhu: "Come on!"

"Boss, you can find foreign aid, as long as someone can stand up and speak out, we are willing to trade for him for free!"

Liao Yingzhu: "This is what I'm doing, thank you for reminding me."

"..."

"Mr. Liao, this is the Information Department. The data model has been applied. The data shows that with the current progress, if there are no other accidents, then at 10:55, Tesla's stock price is expected to be around $102."

Liao Yingzhu: "..."

Judging from this price, including Zhao Song's share mortgage and off-site gambling, he will lose everything by then, and he will have to pay hundreds of millions of deposits!

Thinking of this, Liao Yingzhu gritted her teeth and picked up the phone to make a call:

"Warren, as long as you make a move, I promise to trade for you in the future!"

On the phone, the stock god's chuckle was so piercing:

"Liao, a genius trader like you doesn't have to be as valuable as you think."

Liao Yingzhu replied with a gloomy face: "What if I take out one of the boss's forecasts for the future?"

"..." After a moment of silence, the stock god asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting!" Liao Yingzhu responded with a chuckle, "You should know that in the cooperation between me and the boss, I have never lost once."

"What about this time?"

"Are we losing now?"

"..." After thinking about it, the stock god said in a low voice, "I will use my private account to place a thousand lots to sell, Liao, I can only do so much."

"Thank you, I will remember my promise!"

Putting down the phone, Liao Yingzhu entered the internal communication group again:

"Lao Jin, a familiar account will appear soon, ready to expand the influence of public opinion."

"clear!"

"Guys~" Liao Yingzhu then said to his opponent, "Let's start, hold on for three minutes, and the rest is up to God's will!"

"clear!"

"10:40, stock price 119.91, account 3-17, opening cost 119.83."

"Attention all teams, the main force of many parties has not been dispatched, so we must keep a hole card to deal with it."

"Target, price of 119.87 and above, 2 to 6 groups ready."

"Throw, clear them!"

"..."

"At 10:42, the stock price was 119.90, and the cost of opening a position was 119.86. The main forces of multiple parties increased, and the teams prepared. The second round of impact began."

"..."

"At 10:43:46, the stock price was 119.94, and the main forces of many parties surged again. Boss, we will see the selling information at the price of 120 immediately."

Liao Yingzhu: "There's a commotion in the red vest on my side, is there anything wrong?"

"Boss, there is a message from the backstage that that account has appeared, and a sell order of 1,000 lots is placed at the price of 119.49, with no priority set."

"Buying is decreasing, decreasing!"

"119.93, 119.92, Boss, is this the power of the stock god?"

Liao Yingzhu: "..."

When will such an influential figure appear in the florist?

Liao Yingzhu shook his head with a wry smile, cheered up and instructed: "Open a position at 118.98, guys, let's fight for two more opportunities, two minutes! Come on!"

"Yes sir~"

"..."

…………

Beijing, a private club near Xidan.

There was silence in the private room, and a group of people concentrated on watching the still K-line chart.

Looking at an expert who was studying Tesla's prospectus sitting in the corner, Chen Ning shouted impatiently:

"Do you understand the research? What's the situation now?"

The expert raised his head and smiled wryly, "Mr. Chen, you may have done your friend a disservice."

"..." Chen Ning gritted his teeth, and asked with a red face, "Why?"

"Obviously, the current short side is your friend. They control the stock price between 118 and 119.5, and they are not allowed to rise sharply or plummet."

"Why can't it go up?"

"Because at 120, there is obviously something scary waiting."

Chen Ning was still at a loss: "Why was my friend multi-party before?"

"Because your friend is very powerful, the previous short side obviously didn't take advantage of it, but now there are only 11 minutes left before 10:55, and the other side has the confidence to deal with large-scale panic selling in such a short period of time !"

"Why is it 10:55?"

The expert held up the prospectus and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Zhao will release the shares at that moment, and the multiple parties will only increase the stock price after accepting the shares!"

"..." Chen Ning asked hesitantly, "Old Guan, just tell me whether you are buying or selling, how can you help my brother?"

"My suggestion is to buy." The expert gave his opinion solemnly, and then explained in embarrassment: "Because you can't help him no matter what!"

Chen Ning was angry: "Why can't you help?" He pointed to a room full of excited people and shouted, "I have a group of brothers, and I have more than 100 million people gathered, why can't I help."

"Because..." Expert Lao Guan spread his hands, and while he was shocked by the genius Liao Yingzhu in his heart, he said bitterly: "Because the one manipulating the stock price may be the Tesla stock underwriter!"

"...Damn it!~" Chen Ning was stunned, and asked to himself, "Can you still do this?"

"F*ck~ bro, look! What is this?!"

Suddenly, a louder cry interrupted Chen Ning's indignation, and he saw that the youngest son stared at the TV with rounded eyes. The Beijing Satellite TV, which was originally reporting on Tesla's flower flagship store, suddenly changed the screen and pointed at the TV. Crowds in Times Square, New York.

The crowd was all wearing red raincoats, and the white T-shirts inside were also conspicuous. The red 'T' on the T-shirts also vaguely told the TV audience that this huge crowd was all related to Tesla.

"How many people does this take?" The third child asked in amazement.

As if hearing the question from the third child, the host on the TV immediately reported the specific numbers of the crowd: "3,799 VIP senior customers, and 9,836 Tesla American employees."

Chen Ning stared at the big TV, and asked the expert after a while: "That is to say, before 10:55, every little increase counts as a help to my brother?"

The expert nodded and reminded: "That's right, but don't use leverage!"

"I'm not a fool," Chen Ning said angrily, and explained to the trader at the side: "Place an order, Stud!"

…………

New York, Times Square buildings.

When the stock god's private account appeared, the atmosphere in the small circle was only tense for a while, and then relaxed.

There are only ten minutes left, let alone one stock god, even if ten stock gods come, it will be useless!

At this time, John Mark and others had already gathered in front of the French windows, watching the group of four including Zhao Song getting closer to the stage, but none of them showed any nervousness. The taunt of the young man below.

Seeing their appearance, Nancy did not tell the story that Tesla had hired actuaries from all over Manhattan, but stood silently behind them, remembering this moment with her heart—ten minutes later, no matter who wins, the two sides will win. Failure will become a valuable experience and lesson in her future life.

"I heard that FlashMob has been popular all over the world in the past two years," John Mark said casually, which also awakened the pensive Nancy, "Zhao wouldn't want to take it as a surprise for us, would he?"

Morgan Stanley's Pursey shook his head and smiled: "So many people gathered in advance, no matter what they do, it will not achieve unexpected results, so it will not be FlashMob!"

Nancy at the back hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and reminded these people with 'good intentions':

"Four years ago, the world's first flash mob action appeared in Zhonghai Electronic Mall in Zhonghua Jingcheng. The name of its founder should be familiar to everyone, that is...

Nicholas Zhao Song! "

John Mark: "..."

A big chapter today, watching the baby tomorrow.

This volume is almost finished, and I have to learn from the previous lessons, I have to write slowly and do some fine work.