March 3.

The United States.

Times Square.

Nasdaq Stock Exchange.

Since last night, the billboard outside the exchange has put on the huge logo of microcrystalline technology, under which are written the English language to celebrate the IPO and the Chinese characters which are strongly demanded by Tang Qing.

In addition.

As one of the main products of microcrystalline technology in the future.

Time is also here.

With the approval of New York City Hall, this "crossroads of the world" right above the middle has become the product display board of microcrystalline technology.

"Microcrystalline technology, with solar panels with high light energy conversion rate in the world, has successfully constructed and stably operated more than 100 solar power stations so far."

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"Building materials solar roof baffles enable the battery panel to have more optional colors, micro crystal technology, the world's leading brand of household solar power generation equipment, leading the solar energy revolution."

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"In the tower type molten salt power station, seven microcrystalline technologies have been successfully built. Compared with the TV Version, the reflecting surface material has a longer service life. In the desert and Gobi environment, the most..."

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Products flashed through the air.

Because of novelty.

Originally, the boring commentary excited the tourists. Time has only a few months to go to the market. There are only a few people who can go to Tang Qing's press conference, so it's good to have an early experience.

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Inside.

Zhou you and other senior executives arrived early. NASDAQ is a big place, which is much more spacious than the small building of NYSE. They invited the company's manager level and some scientific research workers.

In a moment.

Zhou you saw Ge Fengye and sun who had just arrived.

"Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge, good morning." Zhou you stepped forward quickly.

"Xiao Zhou, you are early, too." Ge Zhong, with a gentle smile on his face, looked around and found no figure of Tang Qing. If not necessary, Tang Qing didn't even want to show his face.

The press conference is over.

The roadshow is over.

Almost nothing happened to Tang Qing.

"I see a few friends. Let's go and have a chat first. Let's have a busy week."

"OK."

In a moment.

A large number of investors have also come.

The scene is a bit crowded.

A staff member of the exchange came up and said, "Mr. Zhou, are you going to ring the bell later?"

"Yes."

"Well, you see, as soon as the time comes, you can press here." At least one prominent area on the screen of the staff, and the place where NASDAQ rings the bell is like a studio.

"I see. Thank you."

Zhou you still knows the rules of NASDAQ.

It's a bell.

But neither NYSE nor NASDAQ has a clock. NYSE is just like a judge, knocking with a small hammer. The sound is controlled electronically. NASDAQ has no hammer, and it is a touch screen directly.

Just a click.

Just then.

A familiar scene appeared in the crowd.

The rotation of blue light points makes everyone speak slowly. At this time, in this way, besides Tang Qing, chairman of microcrystalline technology, who is not very reliable?

To be honest.

They are also a little envious.

Stay indoors.

You can go to the world. It's just a lazy artifact.

But for the super rich who don't even come to the market in person, they only have envy, because they can show their products for the sake of making people speechless.

"Kakaca."

The appearance of Tang Qing.

Like a "rare beast", journalists press the shutter wildly.

Camera alignment.

Live.

The whole body is agglomerated.

"Well."

Seeing others staring at her, Tang Qing almost forgot what she was going to say,. "Hello, nice to meet you again. I hope you all have something to gain today."

Finish.

Tang Qing turns back to Zhou you.

"Chairman."

"Good chairman."

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Tang Qing said with a smile, "hello. Hard work, Mr. Zhou. Tonight's dinner, please give me a good reception to all the heroes of microcrystalline technology. As you know, there's a time difference between here and China. "

"Yes, chairman."

Next.

Tang Qing and Ge Feng have a talk again.

It's almost time.

March.

When American stock market opened at 10:30 in winter, it was converted into Chinese time, that is, at 10:30 in the evening, just after supper, Tang Qing and Chai Ren opened a plate of black stock before they came.

It's time.

In front of the scene and television audience.

Zhou you clicked on the screen.

After a dense bell.

NASDAQ started a busy trade, and for a while, there was a buzz.

Today.

Of course, microcrystalline technology is the most eye-catching technology. This high-tech stock, which has been hot for more than a month, has earned the public's attention. Next, it's time to make money.

Before going public.

Microcrystalline technology's share price was finally set at $30.

Open for three minutes.

The stock price went up to thirty-five dollars, and there was a door opening... Green. Tang Qing likes this color. If he has enough power, maybe ERV can change this rule.

Or red color celebration.

But.

It is expected to be attacked by the western media.

In China.

Red is a celebration.

But in western countries, red color, like black and white, is a symbol of disaster, terror and so on. If it is forced to pass, people will probably be angry and go to the streets to demonstrate every day.

Yes.

Take it easy.

This kind of behavior, which means little and is easy to be attacked, is simply full.

"Forty one."

Ge Feng's voice pulled Tang Qing's thoughts back.

On the panel.

41:1 has been shown.

"Up, up, no, up a little slower." Ge Feng calls the manager of his investment company. When he asks if he has any money to spend, he asks him to buy it as soon as possible.

"I've got all the money on me." Ge Feng said with a smile.

Tang Qingdao: "we still need to pay attention to risks."

"I usually don't speculate in stocks, and I only bought your stocks. I'm moved." Ge Feng smiled in a mean way.

"What am I moved by you making money?"

"For a dollar, you'll be worth three." Ge Fengli is straight and strong.

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Between words.

The price is still rising.

It soon broke through forty-two and rose to forty-three... Forty four... Forty-five... These integer ridges, under the huge capital of all parties, have been broken through together.

A new high.

But we all know.

When this rally is over, it will start to shake, because there are always investors who want to harvest quickly and put their bags in safety. They are those who come to play autumn, and they are not prepared to hold for a long time.

Sure enough.

An hour later.

It's about fifty-two dollars.

The shock began.

Like a roller coaster, the ups and downs, from time to time, still fell below the 50 mark, sometimes even rushed to 55, such a long fight. Exciting battlefields for professionals.

Tang Qing is a bit bored. It's just that he has more money to compete with or withdraw from. As far as he knows, there are still a lot of capital left.

Alas.

I want to go back to bed.