MTL - Rebirth Turn of the Century-Chapter 710 Feelings and Begins (recommended ticket)

  Chapter 710 Feelings and Beginnings (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

  Light rain is leaving.

   When they found out that there were fewer and fewer paparazzi behind her, and no matter how prominent the "girlfriends" who attended the party, even the gossip tabloids stopped reporting, she and Bai Li found that their mission had been completed.

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

   There is no report, no news, until the moment the bell rings, Tesla's public opinion will return to normal. After all, the media also needs to eat properly, and they can't just listen to someone's instructions without making money.

   Zhao Song once again gave Xiaoyu the opportunity to choose her own path in life: staying in the United States, the future will be predictably prominent and rich; if not, then Zhao Song also respects Xiaoyu's choice.

   She chose to go home.

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

   "Bai Li, I'll go first."

   The weather in New York was dark for a while, and at JFK International Airport, Bai Li sent light rain alone.

   She was saying dissatisfiedly: "Can't you call me sister?"

   "Do you look like an older sister?" Xiaoyu said mischievously with her nose upright, then returned to her serious appearance, took out an old newspaper from her small bag and handed it to Bai Li.

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

   "What is this?" Bai Li took the newspaper, looked at the old photo of the Republic of China on it, and asked puzzled.

   "A famous photo before liberation, the Eight-member Group of the Republic of China, from the daughter of the Deputy Minister of Finance of the Republic of China to the great-granddaughter of the founder of the Ningbo Gang, are all young ladies from wealthy and prestigious families.

   Some people over there were dissatisfied with the two of us being in the limelight everywhere, and said: All the blood and tears that have flowed in a hundred years can't change a photo.

   Xiaoyu explained with a frown.

   This photo is aimed at the various parties of her and the powerful and the second generation of the royal family recently, and it has attracted a lot of attention.

  “…”

Bai Li lightly stroked Xiaoyu's hair and said softly, "Aren't you going to go back, I'll go back with your brother, then everyone will know that we're not like that, your brother, let alone It could be someone like that."

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

After   , she took the languid Garfield from the entourage, pulled the handle of Guan Benben's cage, and walked towards the security check passage.

   "Bai Li, the smell of money is everywhere here, and the people here are disgusting with hypocrisy. Please bring my brother home as soon as possible, please!"

  “…”

  …………

"I am a rich man and a newcomer; I have founded many companies that are prosperous; I have solved millions of jobs, and countless people know me. There are many honors, such as RD representative, Kaikai star, student federation chairman, and even electronic control. There has been no cancellation of my career establishment.

   But when I take photos with those chiefs, secretaries, big leaders and even Wall Street tycoons 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 and his M are just a monkey! "

  New York time, 04:00 sharp.

   After finishing the last preparatory work, Zhao Song stood up tiredly and sighed with emotion after hearing Qin Hai report that Xiaoyu took the newspaper.

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

Speaking of this, Zhao Song shook his head with a weird expression and muttered sarcastically: "Don't look at what others say about this kind of thing, but look at how you do it, Xiaoyu, Bai Li's circle and showing off their wealth are for the purpose of bringing goods. Yes. If it is replaced by a small actor and a small star, and she is showing off her advanced status everywhere, then it will be considered a hundred years of blood and tears in vain. "

   Zhao Song even thought about what the mainstream values ​​would say in ten years:

   In the eyes of the common people, you are the county magistrate. In the eyes of Huang Shilang, you are kneeling to beg for food, do you make money, and business is not shabby;

   In the eyes of fans, you are a star. In the eyes of capital chaebols, you are kneeling and begging for food. Are you not a C-rank, influential, and not shabby!

   Qin Han, who has experienced wind and rain, understands the power of those pens, and after listening to Zhao Song's words, he is a little confused and asks in surprise, "Then don't care?"

"in spite of!"

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

   "Aren't you going to take a break?" Qin Hai asked quickly.

  Under the service of Liu Ying, 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 complicit, Tesla still has a chance to skyrocket."

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

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

   "Frank and Maple what else... what's the name of the black one?"

   Liu Ying said speechlessly, "John."

   "Yes, John," Zhao Song didn't care about his attitude, "Are they coming?"

   "Arrived early, rehearsing in the conference room."

   "How is the preparation over there in Times Square?"

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

   "NYPD?"

   "The number of your donations surprised the boss of the police station. Now all the police officers who are on vacation have returned to their posts. In three hours, they will send their maximum police force there."

   "Very good," Zhao Song said with admiration on his face, "Thank you."

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

   After all, she couldn't resist telling the truth.

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

   After saying this, seeing Liu Ying finally rolled her eyes, shook her head, and sighed:

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

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

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

  “…”

  Although I know that the Tesla team has been busy recently, Liu Ying never expected that this event would involve the huge number of 20,000.

   "Two... Twenty thousand? At that intersection?"

"Do not!"

   Zhao Song stretched out a finger and said mysteriously:

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

  ………………

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

  The gate of the New York Stock Exchange has been set up with long guns and short guns. After Tesla's publicity for so long, all the media who can name it should come.

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

   Therefore, although there are thousands of lights on the other side of the ocean, all the people related to Zhao Song are not idle.

The three-way and one-da driver is driving the car attentively; the assembler at Shanshi is carefully installing the keycaps; the Weisonic tester is debugging the headset; in Wuming and United Semiconductor, when other companies have turned off the lights, their overtime work has also become the norm.

The cleaning of the Tesla Industrial Park is scrambling to clean up. They want to provide a good working environment for the next group of workers; the assembly line workers are coming home from get off work while the bell rings. There are people chatting on the road, and some people don’t say a word. Worrying about household chores, or problems encountered at work: low work efficiency? Relationship with coworkers? Image in the minds of leaders?

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

   Zhao Song will not starve to death if he does not work, but he knows that there will be more serious consequences. So he is actually no different from the people behind him. The vast majority of his life is work, and then he fights with others at work.

What    did was to loosen the dog chain around his neck, so that he could live a happier and more relaxed life.

The group nature of    people creates differences 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 people who insist on classifying each person into high and low levels. This is not scary. What is scary is that people with intentions are promoting the level of this level. What is even more frightening is that the so-called 'bottom layer' has begun to identify with this 'high and low'.

  The era of materialism is coming.

  Everyone, are you ready?

  …………

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

  Security is in place, colleagues are waiting, and the secretary opens the door. This is a huge listing team unprecedented in the history of the New York Stock Exchange.

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

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

   "Did you think that this day would come when we were building machines?"

  In the beginning?

  How could Ding Tao, who was blushing even when talking to others, think of this day.

   He shook his head.

   Then he thought about it.

   shook his head again.

   didn’t say anything, and seemed to say everything.

   Zhao Song patted the old man, said hello to the big cousin and dumb Liu who were behind him, and headed to another path.

   Those two and others will be waiting in the lounge for the moment to pick up the bell hammer.

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

  The attendees are no longer those management representatives, presidents, and chairman of the board, but the ultimate behind-the-scenes BOSS of Tesla’s international investors.

   Fight.

start.

   (end of this chapter)