When they discovered that there were fewer and fewer paparazzi behind her, and no matter how prominent the status of the 'best friends' who attended the party, even gossip tabloids no longer reported on it, she and Bai Li realized that their mission had been completed.
There is no doubt that Tesla will rise after it goes public. But those people will not let Tesla soar and then adjust it to its proper value. They will not give Zhao Song a chance to cut leeks.
There is no check-in, no news, until the moment the bell rings, Tesla's public opinion and publicity will return to normal. After all, the media has to pay attention, and cannot leave money to listen to someone's instructions.
Zhao Song once again gave Xiao Yu the opportunity to choose his own life path: if he stayed in the United States, he would be prominent and wealthy in the future; if he was not willing, then Zhao Song would also respect Xiao Yu'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 that she was unhappy.
"Bai Li, I'm leaving first."
The sky in New York has turned dark for a while, and at JFK International Airport, Bai Li is sending light rain alone.
She was saying dissatisfiedly: "Can't you call me Sister Sheng?"
"Do you look like a sister?" Xiao Yu straightened her nose and said mischievously. Then she returned to her serious look and 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 read it too."
"What is this?" Bai Li took the newspaper and looked at the old photos of the Republic of China and asked in confusion.
"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, they were all young ladies from wealthy families.
Someone over there was dissatisfied with the two of us being in the limelight everywhere, and said: All the blood and tears shed in a hundred years can't change a single photo." In this case.
Xiaoyu explained with a sad face.
This photo is about the various parties she had recently with those dignitaries and the second generation of the royal family, and it has attracted great attention.
"..."
Bai Li gently touched Xiaoyu's hair and said softly: "Aren't you going back? I will go back with your brother when the time comes. Then everyone will know that we are not that kind of people, and your brother, let alone
Maybe he's that kind of person."
Xiaoyu nodded dullly when he heard this: "I hope so."
After saying that, she took the sluggish Garfield from the entourage, pulled the handle of Benben's cage, and walked towards the security passage.
"Bai Li, the smell of money is everywhere here, and the people here are so hypocritical that it's disgusting. Please take my brother home as soon as possible, please!"
"..."
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"I am a rich and newly rich person; I have founded many companies that are booming; I have created millions of jobs, and countless people know me. I have received many honors, including rd representative, reform star, chairman of the Federation of Students, and even electronic control
My career establishment has not been revoked there.
But when I take photos with those bosses, secretaries, big leaders and even the big guys on Wall Street here, I also know to stand aside and let others take the C position.
In the eyes of the public, I am a billionaire. In the eyes of those people, I am just a fucking monkey!"
New York time, 04:00 a.m. sharp.
After completing the last preparation work, Zhao Song stood up tiredly and sighed after hearing Qin Hai report that Xiao Yu had taken the newspaper.
"As long as the chain around my monkey's neck is still held in the hands of those people, no matter what the penholders say, believe it or not, even if the whole world criticizes me with words and words, nothing will happen to me!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Song shook his head with a strange expression and muttered sarcastically: "Don't depend on what others say about this kind of thing, but depend on how you do it. Xiaoyu, Baili's circle and showing off her wealth are for the purpose of bringing goods.
. If it were a young actor or star, and she showed off her advanced status everywhere, then a hundred years of blood and tears would have been wasted."
Zhao Song even thought about what the mainstream values would say if this matter were put ten years from now:
In the eyes of the people, you are the county magistrate, but in the eyes of Huang Silang, you are just a beggar on your knees, making money, and your business is not shabby;
In the eyes of fans, you are a star, but in the eyes of capitalists, you are just begging for food. You are not a C-position, and your influence is not shabby!
Qin Han, who had experienced hardships, understood the power of those pens. After hearing Zhao Song's words, he was a little confused and asked in surprise: "Then don't care?"
"in spite of!"
After saying that, Zhao Song took off his shirt and put on a casual T-shirt.
"Why don't you take a rest?" Qin Hai asked quickly.
Under Liu Ying's service, Zhao Song put on his sneakers again, shook his head and replied:
"Tesla's market 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 plundering capital?
He has used various means to let everyone know that Tesla is going to be listed. Now, he wants these people to understand what kind of company Tesla is!
"Frank and Marpel and what...what's the name of the black one?"
Liu Ying said speechlessly: "John."
"Yes, John," Zhao Song said, not caring about his attitude, "Are they here?"
"I arrived early and am rehearsing in the conference room."
"How are 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 leave have returned to work. In three hours, they will send the largest police force there."
"Very good," Zhao Song showed appreciation and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
Liu Ying resisted the urge to roll her eyes and advised: "Boss, why don't you take a break? I think with the opening song of ringing the bell, the meaning of the subsequent activities... is really not that big."
After all, she couldn't help telling the truth.
"Music is the most direct and powerful form of expression besides our mother tongue!"
After saying this, Liu Ying couldn't help but 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 a performance by the four of us, but a confession by 10,000 senior Tesla fans and 10,000 ordinary Tesla employees to all investors!"
"..."
Although she knew that the Tesla affairs team had been extremely busy recently, Liu Ying never expected that this event would involve a huge number of 20,000.
"Twenty...twenty thousand? At that intersection?"
"No!"
Zhao Song stretched out a finger and said mysteriously:
"It's not 20,000, there's only one! At that time, everyone will only see the movements of a precision machine. I will let the world know that after I spent so much effort and money, what kind of company is Tesla?"
What kind of company!”
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December 20, 8:00 am New York time.
Long guns and short guns have been set up at the gate of the New York Stock Exchange. After Tesla's long-term publicity, all the media who can name it are here.
It is no exaggeration to say that from now to the end of the day, one name may be heard all over the world, and that is Tesla. If I have to add another name, it is 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 of Santong Yida is driving the car attentively; the assembler of Shanshi is carefully installing the keycaps; the tester of Wesonic is debugging the headset; in Wuming and United Semiconductor, when other companies have turned off the lights, their overtime work
It has also become the norm.
The cleaners at the Tesla Industrial Park are working hard to clean up, and they want to provide a good working environment for the next shift of workers; the assembly line workers go home from get off work to the sound of ringing bells, some are chatting on the road, and some are silent, perhaps in their hearts Are you worried about trivial matters at home, or are you encountering problems at work: lower work efficiency? Relationship with co-workers? Image in the mind of the leader?
Work has occupied the vast majority 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 won't starve to death if he doesn't work, but he knows that there will be more serious consequences. So there is no difference between him and those behind him. The vast majority of life is work, and then he fights with others at work.
What I do is to loosen the dog leash around my neck, so that I can live a happier and more relaxed life.
The collective nature of people creates different divisions of labor in society. In theory, society cannot function normally without one division of labor, so each of us is equal. But some people insist on classifying everyone. This is not terrible, it is terrible.
It's people who are deliberately promoting this level of hierarchy. 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?
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Amidst the sound of shutters, the super luxurious motorcade stopped.
Security is in place, colleagues are waiting, and the secretary opens the door. This is an unprecedentedly large listing team in the history of the New York Stock Exchange.
After answering the reporters' questions with a smile, Zhao Song walked into the door of the New York Stock Exchange without any hesitation.
On the way, Zhao Song turned to look at his old buddy and asked with a smile:
"When we were planning the opportunity, did you ever think that this day would come to us?"
At first?
How could Ding Tao, who blushed even when talking to people, think of this day?
He shook his head.
Then he thought about it.
Shake his head again.
He didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything.
Zhao Song patted the old man, said hello to his eldest cousin and the mute Liu who were following behind him, and headed towards another road.
Those two people and others will be waiting in the lounge for the moment to pick up the hammer.
As for Zhao Song, he had to attend a simple tea party before ringing the bell.
The attendees are no longer the capital representatives, presidents, and chairman of the board, but the ultimate boss behind Tesla’s international investors.