Chicago 1990

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"Isn't this old man who is supporting the Elephant Party in elections?"

Song Ya immediately thought of politics, "He was the chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of America appointed by the Reagan administration, and he got along well with the Georgian dynasty during the four years. He clearly knew that Gore’s greatest political achievements and major supporters were in the technology industry, especially the Internet. industry…"

"No need, maybe it's because you really think it's a good time to squeeze the bubble? You can scold him when you lose money, but don't forget that your huge wealth proliferation during the bull market also comes from the economic prosperity created by him at the helm. "Sloan didn't think Greenspan would get involved in this kind of thing.

"Perhaps the reason is simple. The chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank of Mistakes will not show any energy until June 20. The current chief may nominate someone with a closer relationship to replace him, and the current chief of the couple can do it. "O'Grady's speculation about Greenspan's motives is more vicious.

"C! M! G! I!"

At this time, his subordinates roared outside, breaking the tone, and the tune was very sad. CMGI was a very popular online startup incubator last year.

O'Grady wiped his sweat and ran out again.

Song Ya pressed the CMGI stock code, good fellow, and went straight to a 20% drop.

There is also Akamai, a network service provider that has fallen even harder than CMGI.

Fortunately, he didn't touch it. In fact, yesterday he had sorted out some similar scattered stocks with low anti-risk ability and handed them to O'Grady before the morning to let him act cheaply, and O'Grady was selling.

"The Abelsons have found here, and Uitman." Song Zecheng came in to report.

"Here?" Song Ya was surprised at first, but soon figured out that his own affairs at the Northern Trust Headquarters should have been in the news.

'This week can be called the hellish second week for the tech industry tycoons (the second week of April). This Friday is likely to be another Black Friday recorded. The Nasdaq and Dow Jones Index fell across the board, and soon after the opening. Two hundred and three hundred points respectively...'

‘Paul Allen, Microsoft’s second largest individual shareholder, is still taking a leisurely vacation. His spokesperson said that Paul Allen had no intention of addressing the current capital market and refuted the rumors that he had a huge loss in the stock market this week...’

‘APLUS went to the headquarters of the Northern Trust Company this morning and also refused to interview. The outside world speculated that he was looking for financing...’

Sure enough, the news reported on his own movement, but the most popular in the morning should be Mark Cuban. The rich man who sold his 6 billion website last year to Yahoo and grabbed 2 billion cash is sitting leisurely in sportswear. In an interview at the home stand of the Dallas Mavericks, although the reporter’s questions were skillfully transferred to his newly bought NBA team, the Dallas Mavericks, the triumphant appearance in the picture has proved everything.

He is the wise man who withdrew in time, and the media also thinks that he is, and has given him a long time.

Although a little bit of hindsight...

"The front desk blocked the Abelsons and Litman in the lobby on the first floor. What should I do?" Song Zecheng asked.

"Let them in. The reporter is across from the building. Don't make them talk nonsense." Sloan replied.

"APLUS! You are playing with us!"

The Abelsons should have arrived from Silicon Valley in the morning by private jet. After getting rich, their lives were very luxurious. Abelsons rushed into the small conference room requested by the Northern Trust in desperation. Her jeweled wife's face looked irritating. Pale.

"Pay attention to your words, Abelson. I told Sloan to take over your shares today. I won't break my promise, but it's only this morning." Song Ya pointed at the other party, and the wicked complained first.

"We only agreed to you out of trust, and we must have a minimum bottom line! The reason why we promised one day of grace yesterday was because Ms. Sloan said that you promised to protect our interests to the utmost extent!"

After today's closing, the market value of the OpenDiary website has fallen to nowhere, which is the same as yesterday's price... Abelson couldn't accept it, and continued to shout.

"Isn't it the maximum? I hold more shares than you, and I have not kept cashing out like you do. Up to now, I have not sold any of the OpenDiary stocks. I am not a god, and I have unlimited funds..."

Song Ya glanced at the couple, "I remind you to pay attention, I have suffered more than you today."

"APLUS, what are you going to do?" Although Litman doesn't hold many shares in Litman Media, his face is very ugly.

"I don't know, I'm in a bad mood now..."

At this time, Sloan's assistant Melissa brought some Siren coffee and snacks over, "Sorry, I'm very busy, it's almost noon, there are only these..." Song Ya grabbed a cup of coffee and two muffins and walked out.

"Asshole! Don't you want to run!" Abelson's wife suddenly went crazy and tried to hold him.

"hiss…"

The woman's meticulous care, and the delicate floral nails painted three blood marks on Song Ya's arm.

"Keep your demeanor, don't let outsiders make fun of you as a nouveau riche!" Song Ya checked the wound, curled his eyebrows and didn't have any seizures, coldly left a word, and walked away.

Littleman wanted to follow, but was stopped by Melissa.

"APLUS, David Geffen." Back to O'Grady's office, Song Zecheng, who was in charge of filtering incoming calls, handed over his mobile phone.

"Hey, Mr. Geffen."

This guy was calm enough to call now, and Song Ya tried to answer in a relaxed tone.

"I think today's situation is very bad." David Geffen said over the phone.

"Yes, you won't buy it too, ha..." Song Ya smiled.

"I...no, but I just asked Quatterson of Morgen Stan Lee, he told me that the IPO of Modern Photography and Stereo Review will probably be delayed?" David Geffen's money has entered these two through the previous round of financing. Home website.

"I don't know, I don't have time to ask about this today...not necessarily, the situation may improve in the second half of the year." Song Ya replied.

"Is there a way to quit?" David Geffen asked.

Before, I made small tricks desperately to enter the game to pick up money, but now they are begging for nothing? How come they are all the guys who admit to betting and not admit defeat and cannot share adversity! Song Ya sneered in her heart, "Shall we talk about this later, Mr. Geffen? You know how busy I am today..."

"It won't affect our in France..."

"No, don't worry."

"Don't lie to me APLUS, I understand that you are in a bad situation today, but I don't want that in France to be screwed up." David Geffen said again.

"Why don't we sign a gambling agreement to minimize the risk of your funds in the case of France?" Song Ya opposed the general.

"That's not necessary... forget you are busy." David Geffen didn't bother anymore.

"What's the matter?" Song Yagang returned the phone to Song Zecheng, and after a while he saw him hesitating there, hesitant to speak.

"Miss Shakira's phone number." Song Zecheng asked for instructions.

This should be the first time Shakira took the initiative to call after the breakup, "Hi..." Song Ya continued to answer.

"Are you... okay? There are rumors in New York that you will go bankrupt." Shakira asked.

"I'm fine, don't worry, there will be losses and gains in doing business, thank you for your concern." Song Ya smiled.

"I didn't care about you, it was Mr. Estefan..."

Her mobile phone seemed to be handed over to the agent Estefan, "APLUS, how long will the stock market crash last? Will the government rescue the market?"

Listening to Estefan's eager tone, you know that he also bought it, and ask some layman's words!

If you know it, you can't disclose it to the outside world! A rich man of my level, if you really tell people that the US government will save the market, it should be able to affect market sentiment!

Song Ya continued to complain, "I don't know, uh... I'm very busy today, Mr. Estefan."

"Ok, you are busy..."

"Tell her I missed Little Arianne...Hello? Hello!?" Estefan had hung up the phone.

"baffling!"

At noon, Song Ya, Sloan and others simply ate something. In the afternoon, Nasdaq had fallen by 300 points to about 3,377, Dow Jones had fallen by 500 points to about 10,420, and Dow Jones’s breakthrough was about to pass, and the market began to be here. Fluctuates above the line,

"It seems to be stabilized?" O'Grady took this opportunity to take all the loose stocks that Song Ya was going to run today.

"It looks like it is."

Song Ya breathed a sigh of relief and began to count the losses. Today Yahoo has fallen by more than 10%. The market value is only less than 70 billion, which is close to 130 billion. Soon, Intel, Compaq, Hewlett-Packard, IBM, Microsoft, etc. have all fallen by more than 5% so far today.

The Littman stocks are horrible. CrimeReads only has 35% of its highest market value after the IPO, Amerika Music 44%, OpenDiary over 50%, and Littman Media More than sixty...

In other words... his net worth has shrunk by at least 3 billion from its peak.

"Hey!"

Forget it, lose less and win, no loss is profit, Song Ya fell into a chair, madly comforting himself, sleepiness suddenly swept up, without apocalypse, he was so tired that he just wanted to sleep.

"Jim Clark." Song Zecheng had another call to answer.

"APLUS, we are going to start thinking of ways to put pressure on the Fed after the market closes. We need a guy who speaks louder, just you, how about it?" Jim Clark is no longer the yin and yang of yesterday.

"I don't do this kind of thing anymore." Want to swear at me again? I just don't do it! Song Ya replied quietly, "I'm not in the mood today, let's talk about it next time."

"I understand that you have lost a lot, but then you need to save yourself even more, don't you?"

"Please be smart."

Jim Clark couldn't move him, and finally gave up.

"Mr. Smith." But soon, Song Zecheng's call came again.

"Which Mr. Smith?" Song Ya asked.

"Goldman Sachs..."

"Oh." It was the black executive of Goldman Sachs. Later, he had been happily working with Morgan Stanley, and his relationship with Goldman Sachs had weakened.

"APLUS, don't you think about Jim Clark's suggestion?" Smith asked, it seems that Jim Clark asked someone to lobby.

"No, I won't mess with that old thing." Song Ya was sober.

"Old stuff?"

"Greenspan."

"Oh ha ha, think about it again, we need unity the most right now," Smith said, "it will be useful."

"I doubt it...Uh, Mr. Smith, I am in a bad mood today, I hope you can understand that I need to sleep, I am very tired..." Song Ya casually sent it away.

"Call me." Another voice came from the other end of the phone, "APLUS, this is Paulson."

Wow, Paulson, Chairman and CEO of Goldman Sachs? Hehe, it seems that Goldman Sachs is dubbed by Wall Street as the long commander-in-chief of the recent bull market? It seems everyone is anxious!

I guess it's very uncomfortable today, right?

A big figure of Paulson's level wanted to sell his face, and Song Ya's tone of evasiveness became softer and softer.

Some people cried and others laughed. In Manhattan, New York, Icahn Capital’s traders held a landline microphone around their necks and kept communicating with customers while celebrating wildly. When the Nasdaq fell by 366 points in a single day, the Dow Jones closed by 617 points in a single day. At that time, the traders all stood up and applauded, cheering, and papers flew randomly.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The applause became more and more neat, and the traders let out a beastly growl.

"Hahaha! APLUS must be suffering today..."

Carl Icahn’s office has a closed-circuit television to see the situation in the trading room. It’s been a long time since he laughed so happily. He pointed to the curve on the screen where the Litman stocks suddenly rose rapidly in the last three minutes. He started to use his own funds to protect the plate. He thought he could still catch the empty side like the 3DFX last time? Hey, this headless fly, he is still too tender after all!"

"boss!"

The cronies did not agree with him this time, because the U.S. Finance Minister Summers immediately accepted an interview with CUU after the close. He said: "The U.S. economy is not only the source of U.S. strength, but also the source of global economic strength. Our correct priority, It is to focus our attention on the fundamentals that are important for sustained economic growth. The current administration has been paying attention to changes in the securities market. I think the fundamentals of the country’s economy are still sound. Although there will be ups and downs from quarter to quarter, the US economy is still Can be expanded further..."

"Wow, the finance minister of the Donkey Party is going to work hard with Greenspan." Karl Ikhan watched the play with joy.

"The fundamentals of the U.S. stock market are still sound, growth momentum still exists, and the U.S. economy is still strong..." Summers barely scolded Greenspan in front of a national audience.

CUU soon interviewed Ms. Cohen, Goldman Sachs' chief investment adviser, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com "The strong fundamentals of the U.S. economy can not only be maintained until the end of this year, but can also be extended to next year. The bull market in the New York stock market is not over!"

"They are in a hurry, they are in a hurry hahaha!"

Thinking of fooling ordinary investors, there was a lot of laughter in Karl Icahn's office.

"APLUS, can you talk about the U.S. stock market today?"

This is CUU entering the next news. After the close, Song Ya was striding out of the Northern Trust gate with a straight face. Faced with reporters' chase and interception, he suddenly turned around after pulling the car door, glaring at the camera with his red acting glaring at the camera, "I personally think Mi The Federal Reserve urgently needs reforms! It's like...like the US National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences, which awarded the Grammy Awards!"

"a ha ha ha!"

Everyone burst into laughter again, and Karl Icahn laughed so much that tears came out.

(End of this chapter)