(PS: Bell ringing and market opening time, stock price and market value are adjusted according to plot needs)
What can you do in thirteen minutes?
Nothing can be done.
So on the way to the trading floor, Liu Ying asked again and again:
"How is it, how is it?"
If those people are interested, the stock price will not be suppressed. After all, the investment required for the project is not a small amount.
"They are all old foxes who have become immortals. How can they be easily persuaded by me?!" Zhao Song's voice was very calm, and he obviously didn't have much hope for the tea party. "How are the preparations in the hall?"
He walked at the front of the team, with a straight back, steady steps, and a strong aura that made the staff on the road give way.
He wore light make-up today, his eyebrows were slightly tacked on than usual, and he had a short crew cut, which made the outline of his face full of lines. The serious expression made Liu Ying, who had already corrected her attitude, even more respectful, and she quickly replied:
"It's almost the same, except..."
"Except what?"
"CCTV has not yet decided whether to broadcast live."
"What reason."
Liu Ying looked around and found no outsiders, so she explained softly: "Tesla is a private company after all."
"Capital and social issues?" Zhao Song stopped. At this time, they had arrived at the door of the trading hall. The eldest cousin and the mute Liu Zheng stood there waiting uneasily. They nodded to them and said dissatisfiedly.
, "PetroChina's surname is 'She', its size is 35% that of Statoil, but its number of employees is 52 times greater! Can't those brainless people report it from the perspective of corporate management?"
Liu Ying lowered her head and did not reply. She could not comment too much on this issue.
Fortunately, Zhao Song did not continue: "Any other questions?"
"There is a red waistcoat participating in the chorus who has not arrived yet."
"Does it have any impact?"
"Because he studied music, his position in the live broadcast is very conspicuous."
"..."
The time has come to 9:19, and there are only 11 minutes left before the bell rings.
At this moment, the New York Stock Exchange and its surroundings have long been plunged into a sea of red. N has connected to the live broadcast signal, and countless cameras are following behind the field reporters, covering various scenes as Tesla executives interview them.
So when Zhao Song saw the huge live broadcast team focusing on him, he knew that from now on, his every move would be shown to audiences around the world.
Trouble can only be solved by the subordinates themselves.
…………
After squeezing through the crowd of onlookers, passing through the crowd of cameras, and showing his work ID to the police, Evans in a red vest finally ran into the trading floor.
Dressed roughly, he nodded apologetically to the anxious-looking Tesla manager, and then walked to his seat with the other person breathing a long sigh of relief.
In this year's great market, he is one of the few losers. As a red vest, he can imagine what he will face in the future.
He has a housewife wife and four children, but now he has lost all his savings and maxed out his credit cards. If he hadn't met the person in charge of Tesla, he probably wouldn't be alive today.
This is the United States, the world's hegemon, but many people's lives are not as beautiful as they imagined. There are many people like Evans who choose the latter between hobbies and survival.
What is unexpected is that when he was in desperate situation, someone actually asked him to practice his hobby at work...
He had listened to the accompaniment and mastered the chorus. He could even use the old piano at home to play and sing at the same time, so he was extremely curious about the female solo in the song!
He also loved this music so much that he began to pay attention to the owner of the music, so when the red Tesla appeared in front of him...
Evans gave up his plan to jump from the Empire State Building, used the resources he had accumulated throughout his life, and mortgaged the house at the highest price in the shortest possible time.
At this time, he stood still in his position, took out his mobile phone, sent an instruction to his agent, and then quietly waited for the prelude of the music to sound.
Although Tesla's pre-IPO stock auction has ended, he doesn't know the final price, and he doesn't want to know. The worst outcome is to climb up the Empire State Building again.
As for your family, you love them! Because of love, you have to die!
The polished bronze bell has been tied with red silk, and countless red vests have stood in order.
Evans' phone vibrated with a message from the agent saying he had received the instruction.
He didn't have to do anything else, because his instructions were only two words:
"Tesla, full warehouse!"
…………
Flower planting, CCTV.
Although no instruction was received at the end whether to broadcast live or not, CCTV deliberately adjusted the broadcast time of economic news so that it could cut to the real-time picture ahead at any time.
Over there is the most elite field team of CCTV. With the help of Zhao Song, Zhang Ning's team rented the most advanced live broadcast equipment and connected it to Warner Media's live broadcast signal. Everything that happens here can be transmitted to the broadcaster via satellite at any time.
Planting flowers in the land.
In the studio, the director stared at the dense TV screen and gave instructions. The staff immediately changed the teleprompter content, and the host calmly stated:
"...Let's take a look at the report from the front, Liu Chang?"
The screen switched and Zhang Ning's first assistant appeared in front of the national audience.
"Hello host, hello everyone in the audience, I am CCTV field reporter Liu Chang, and I am standing on Broadway in New York City, America, where it intersects with Wall Street.
The famous Wall Street Copper Bull designed by Mr. Di Modica is located here.
But what everyone is looking at today is not the Wall Street Copper Bull, but where..."
The camera followed Liu Chang's fingers and pointed at a tall flagpole. At the same time, Liu Chang's voice became excited:
"A five-star red flag is slowly rising. If I remember correctly, this is the first time in history that the flower-planted flag has been raised in front of the Wall Street Copper Bull!" (Note)
"More than that..."
…………
Because CCTV was hesitant and did not have any forecast, anything that happened from this point on was unplanned.
"Beep~beep~beep~beep~"
The overtime assembly lines of Pingchang, Wuming, Shanshi, Wesonic, and all companies related to Zhao Song all stopped at this time.
The assembly workers watched blankly as the technical indicators on the work screen turned into snowflakes and then into the second screen.
In Xiaohe Village, in Jingjiyuan, in Shenzhou Gemini, in DK Building, in Shanghai Zhangjiang, everyone stopped what they were doing, turned on the TV, and tuned to CCTV 2.
In Laohewan, in Jiangsu Province, in Guangdong Province, in the northwest, on every heavy truck with three connections and one connection, the central control system construction site has stopped construction, and the car radios are all turned on.
In every One-Kilometer convenience store across the country, customers stopped leaving after paying. Shoppers put down their goods and, together with the store clerks, stared at the TV on the counter seriously.