Chapter 717 There will definitely be a crash

   Listing is not the end, but the opening of the market.

   At the moment when Tesla's stock price hit the screen, the chairman of the New York Stock Exchange flashed a look of surprise, and quickly extended his hand to Zhao Song with a smile on his face:

"Congratulations."

   "Happy together."

   Unlike his colleagues who were hugging and celebrating behind him, Zhao Song's face was calm, and the fingers he had been showing to outsiders no longer trembled.

  The chairman of the New York Stock Exchange gave up his place to the people celebrating, walked aside, frowned and asked the vice chairman next to him:

"what happened?"

   In his expectations, Tesla's stock price shouldn't be this low!

   "In the auction before the opening, none of the major institutions took action, and the small investors all closed their hands cautiously. Relying on the bids of the two flower-growing capital before the opening, Tesla's stock price just broke 100."

   After listening, the chairman looked up at the big screen. The green Tesla stock price trend occupies a big screen alone (American green is up), but the real-time transaction data does not seem to match its volume at all.

  Although there is no deliberate suppression, there are investors who are tacitly pressing the market!

   "How many times will he release his shares?"

   "Three times, all with time limits." The vice chairman lowered his voice to reach, "There are still three levels of equity rewards waiting to be unlocked. So if I were those behind-the-scenes investors, I wouldn't raise the stock price before he released his shares."

   At the same time as the vice chairman answered, the huge noise from the trading floor below the stage also reached the chairman's ears, and the experienced him immediately discovered the nuances that were different from the previous ones.

   "You pay attention to the number of accounts that have entered the market, and then call a few more people to see the sales of the specialty store next door."

   "No need." The vice chairman took out his PDA and brought up a page to show him, "The homepage of Tesla's official website is updating the sales of TSLbookPRO in real time."

   The chairman looked at the numbers that kept beating with a dignified expression, and raised his eyebrows: "Three minutes, more than 10,000 units sold? Are they kidding? Even the continuous payment is not so fast."

   "This is not a three-minute data. Among them are the pre-sale services they provide for 10,000 senior fans." The vice chairman took a deep breath and continued, "Those 10,000 people are now all in Times Square."

   "Drop~"

  The sound of the text message came, and the backstage staff of the New York Stock Exchange sent the backstage data at the world's first speed.

   "his~"

   Looking at the number, the two of them gasped at the same time.

  Suddenly, excited shouts came from the audience.

   "Someone is scanning the goods!"

  “109.99!”

   It was a hapless boy named Evans, of course the two chairmen had heard of it.

   "Are there any problems with those accounts?"

   "No problem, even if the female madman from Tesla ends up in person, he won't let others get caught."

   After the conversation was over, the two chairmen looked at each other and smiled, and then parted ways tacitly. In private, no one knew what they would do if they could gather all kinds of inside information.

  …

   9:36 New York time.

  Tesla share price 110.09.

  Tesla's total market value is 40.058 billion; Zhao Song's total personal assets are 33.243 billion.

  The celebration on the stage is over, and the unrelated people have left.

   Zhao Song leaned over the railing and looked at the busy red vest below.

  Liao Yingzhu, who had loose hair, came over, no one could find anything from her messy dress, only to see her leaning tightly beside Zhao Song, muttering in a soft voice:

   "The trading volume at the moment of opening has come out. If there is no accident, those people have completed the accumulation and can suppress the stock price at any time!"

   Zhao Song nodded lightly: "The stock price of 110 yuan has obviously not reached their bottom line. I have to thank them for their kindness. At least they let me earn some pocket money."

   Liao Yingzhu was a little worried: "All the funds have been invested, do we want to add some leverage?"

   "No, that will attract attention," Zhao Song shook his head and said, "Don't I still have an idle account?"

   Liao Yingzhu was stunned, and quickly confirmed: "Are you sure you want to use your private money?"

   Zhao Song nodded affirmatively and said with a smile: "With a price-earnings ratio of more than ten times, are those **** kidding me? Bamboo, put all your money in, you won't lose money!"

   The eager Liao Yingzhu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Are you so confident in that product?"

  “…”

   Zhao Song was silent and waved Liao Yingzhu away.

   Do you have confidence?

   He doesn't even know it!

   The reason why TSLbookPRO was suppressed for a few months, in addition to making it complementary to Tesla’s listing, there is another reason-TSLbookPRO is a technology product that sacrifices machine performance for industrial aesthetics.

  What performance? Cool!

   Apple fans in the past life can accept this shortcoming, but what about Tesla fans in this time and space?

   Zhao Song is not sure.

   This is another reason why he pressed TSLbookPRO to be on sale now.

   "Qin Han, have those IT media got the prototype?"

   Hearing Zhao Song's question, Qin Han, who was behind him, didn't have time to answer when an unfamiliar voice came through:

   "Zhao, don't worry," Nancy leaned over with a smile, "Time Warner will definitely send them the prototype as soon as possible."

   Zhao Song: "..."

Standing beside Zhao Song, Nancy glanced at her watch, and then asked: "In 1 hour and 20 minutes, Tesla's stock price will be under pressure for the first time. Not only will the stock market crash, but also public opinion attacks! Zhao, are you ready?"

   Zhao Song shrugged indifferently when he heard the words: "I thought the suppression had already begun."

After speaking, he took a newspaper from Liu Ying's hand and handed it to Nancy: "This is a report from Warner Media: 'Due to the dispute over Sla's equity half a year ago, Zhao eliminated most of the founding team, and the new A generation of young executives is a cause for concern!'

  Nancy, you are still betting on both sides as always. "

  Nancy did not reply, she turned and leaned on the railing, looking up at the dense transaction records on the big screen, although the number was small, but the number was large, she didn't care, and reminded softly:

"Not only these retail investors will be their leeks, but you too! Zhao, they will definitely hit the market. They seem to have gotten all the proceeds from this listing, but if you let Tesla's stock price skyrocket, your shares will be released and your equity rewards will be released. They took the money they got, so..."

   Zhao Song, who was leaning over to look below, did not delve into Nancy's words. Instead, he stretched out his finger and asked a red vest who was shouting excitedly:

   "Who is that? Why is Tesla screaming when it goes up so little."

  Nancy glanced and smiled without any pity: "His name is Evans, a very famous unlucky man, and he will be one of the leeks in an hour!"

   Zhao Song was surprised: "Can the red vests here also trade in stocks?"

  Nancy shrugged: "Of course, as long as you don't get caught! Obviously, most of the red vests here are 'smart people'!"

   After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Song with a smile: "It's like a 'smart' Tesla. I don't know why it bought out almost all the actuaries in Manhattan for a day's work when it went public?"

   Zhao Song: "..."

  Nancy: "Are they calculating the liquidated damages to earnings ratio if your shares are traded an hour later?"

   Zhao Song: "..."

  Nancy: "Zhao, last time you had friends, so their attempt to poach Shengtian was unsuccessful. This time is different, it's your shares, your money, you don't have 'friends'!"

   (end of this chapter)