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Chapter 185, Microsoft's stock, whoever sells is a fool

Meanwhile, many traders at Goldman Sachs are complaining about what they have to complain about almost every day.

"Damn it, this stock actually fell! It fell! Bennik, did you see it? It fell!

"Damn it, the internet speed has slowed down again, it's slow at this time of day!"

"Rookie, this is enough. Think about the days when there was no Internet in the past. At that time, we could only rely on phones."

"Microsoft is still rising. Yes, sir, your vision is unique. From the opening of eight cents to the current half an hour, it has grown to one dollar and twenty cents! Yes, sir, you heard it right. After opening of half an hour, the increase is fifteen times!"

"I strongly recommend that you buy this stock, its results today...what? Add another two thousand dollars? OK, two thousand dollars at home! OK sir, wish you a fortune!"

With a snap, Bennik immediately shouted: "Buy! Get another commission! Beautiful!"

Roaring, shouting at the top of your lungs, and ringing phone calls and broadcasting calls are bound to happen every day. But today, the fanatical atmosphere is particularly intense because a magical new stock is increasing its value in a crazy way with a magnitude!

"I want to buy it too, and I have to buy some."

The Nasdaq Exchange in Washington was in full swing, with some people happy and some people worried. Jordan muttered nervously, pursuing his own small treasury and buying Microsoft stocks. It was an hour after leaving the market, and it was only two hours before the lunch break, and Microsoft's stocks had risen to the level of eight dollars.

In just two hours, the stock, which was originally pitiful, only eight cents, had increased by so many times. How many people were ecstatic because their wealth was increasing wildly; How many people beat their chests and stamped their feet because they took a chance to get rich overnight. Jordan knew that the stock would only rise even more in the afternoon, so he continued himself without hesitation and threw all the eight thousand dollars in.

Then, watching the bull stock charge towards the nine dollar non-stop, Jordan breathed a sigh of relief.

at the same time.

"I'm scared."

In Redmond, Washington, in the largest public office of Microsoft's headquarters building, almost hundreds of people were guarding a computer, showing the real-time trading of Nasdaq.

"I'm so scared."

Paul Allen patted his chest: "I really lost that bid of 100,000 yuan, otherwise it would be a terrible opening."

Gates sat behind an office desk with his hands on his chin: "What I wonder is why those damn brokers are so unfavorable to us? If it weren't for that amount of money, they probably wouldn't have bought it all morning, right?"

Sitting in the crowd, Ballmer pondered: "I think there may be ibm here. They have so much cooperation with us, and they must understand our potential very well, especially the current cooperation. Through secret public relations, major brokerages are not optimistic about our stocks, and they will definitely play it out."

This remark attracted everyone to agree. For a while, they all learned a sentence taught by Alice: Everyone knows that the heart of the dead horse is dead. ibm wanted to use the cooperation of the "Internet operating system" to control Microsoft, but instead gave Microsoft a chance to develop. Now they are probably going to be angry. Therefore, it is really not impossible to make any trouble during Microsoft's listing.

"It's okay or not, it has nothing to do with us now. Let's take care of the direction of the stock market first."

At this moment, who is not Alice, who is also sitting in the crowd and speaking?

"Bill, is our display a little delayed?"

She then said: "The stock price is changing almost every second, and now it is almost breaking through fifteen yuan, but the numbers displayed are jumping around!"

When everyone looked carefully, it was true. The small computer screen still used the Dos system. After all, the stock trading software for the Windows version has not been developed yet. I saw that on it, all kinds of indices either did not rise or they had a fool to rise to a new level, and the intermediate process was not displayed at all.

“…The internet speed is not good.”

Gates pouted high, because Alice's eyes were both surprised and despised: "It's because the internet speed is not good. Although we bought Cisco routers and even used experimental switches, Redmond is a small city after all, and you can't expect its internet speed to be on the same level as Los Angeles!"

"We don't have internet speed here, so what about Wall Street?"

Alice's idea is broad. After complaining about Microsoft's internet speed garbage, she immediately thought of the situation on Wall Street.

"Speaking of this, I haven't been to the stock exchange once~"

When the lunch break arrived on the Nasdaq Stock Exchange in Washington, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally over. I lost 12 percentage points in the morning. I must sell it quickly when the market opens in the afternoon, otherwise it will be miserable..."

"It's so exciting. Is ibm driving Microsoft, or Microsoft driving ibm? Where did the bid amount of 100,000 yuan come from?"

Relevant data cannot be obtained in the short term. Although companies issue prospectuses to the public before issuing stocks, the two or three things in the transaction process must be systematically counted after the closing. Even if someone has many questions, they must be done step by step.

At the same time, Jordan stood in the exchange hall, holding the certificate of a practicing trader who was looking for someone to imitate, and did not think about those useless things. He was proud of his first big deal in his life.

God must have kissed me when I was born!

Thinking back now, Jordan himself felt incredible. He actually successfully obtained the commission from the well-known Hollywood director, James Cameron by pretending to be a stockbroker at Rothschild Bank!

"Hey, boy, you won."

At this time, Planck, an old agent who had met Jordan at the opening, appeared in front of him again: "I have also asked customers to buy Microsoft stocks, and your vision is really good."

Jordan was a little modest and looked at the stock quotes on the screen and said: "The opening price has been rising all the way from eight cents. The midday price is $28, which is seven yuan higher than the issue price. This result is quite outstanding. Sir, do you think it can rise again?"

"Planck, Planck-Odorn, this is my business card, from Goldman Sachs."

Planck handed out his business card, and while looking at the counterfeit goods handed over by Jordan, he said, "Jordan Belfort, Rothschild, not bad. Boy, don't worry and continue to buy it. With the results this morning, this stock will definitely rise."

The facts proved Planck's view that after the opening of the afternoon, the stock price continued to rise from the price of $28. Those who bought stocks from eight cents were really awakened in their dreams. The only pity was that how many people started buying from that price? How many of those who bought them were not in a hurry to sell?

At around 2 pm, the stock price reached its peak of US$32, up by 39% from the issue price of 21 yuan.

It's a joyful congratulation, but a group of people may faint.

For those very few people who have purchased the opening price since the opening price, the $32 is a total of 400 times the gap!

"What did you say?"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jordan called Cameron.

"You said... you guy threw all the 100,000 yuan in when he was eight cents, and now it has increased by four hundred times!"

Jordan was already so excited that his neck was red. The exchange was noisy. He kept wiping sweat while making a phone call: "Yes, sir, but now it has fallen a little, and it has fallen by $30. Are you planning to sell it? If you sell it now, you will be a super rich man worth $40 million!"

Yes, just this afternoon, the whole of Wall Street was in full swing, and countless stock brokers were hanging up the phone to their customers like crazy. Microsoft stocks, which had an issue price of 21 yuan, magically soared to a $30 quota within one day at an opening price of 8 cents. This typical opportunity to get rich overnight is being talked endlessly by all the tricked experts.

"Millionaire, sir! If you bought it at the opening price this morning, you might be a millionaire now! Missed the opportunity once, would you miss it the second time? Buy it before the closing!"

"Sir, this sir, I have a magical bull stock to introduce to you. Microsoft, Microsoft, this is a magical stock, come and buy it!"

"Collection of information for me quickly! Who are the shareholders of Microsoft's company, who are the senior management personnel, and listed companies must disclose this information, and check it out quickly!"

No stock broker really knows the direction of the stock market, but as people working in brokerage and investment banks, they have more information channels than ordinary shareholders. If ordinary shareholders must rely on information published by brokerage and other channels to understand the stock market, then, as the brokerage employee who produces this information, isn’t he closer to the truth?

Time is passing by little by little, and the closing time of 16:00pm is approaching. Microsoft stocks, which were green throughout the morning, finally fell a little after the peak of 32 yuan at 2:00 pm. When the final closing moment came, all investors related to their interests basically had a ecstatic expression.

"$2990, Mr. Cameron, if you sell it now, it's for tens of millions of millions of people. Do you really insist on not selling it?"

At the same time, at this moment, after receiving countless harassing calls from Jordan in a row, Cameron finally got angry.

"Sell your mother! Are you an idiot who can repay the loan with tens of millions of yuan? Keep keeping it for me!"

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Chapter completed!
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