Chicago 1990

The 25-year-old traverser has a net worth steadily heading towards tens of billions. Song Ya can accept this speed, so let's just swell. It's not because Apocalypse is in hand to help him grasp the general direction of the Internet and technology industry.

But more than 3 billion evaporated in a short time?

He was far away from the goal in an instant. At this time, he looked back and thought that it had been ten years since he was talking.

Whether it’s records, movies, or other industries such as chemical factories, they have indeed helped their fortune jump, but it’s too tiring. Fighting against street bandits, senior managers, politicians, and invisible ceilings. Any business is easier than taking the express train of the Internet boom.

This is not alone. If there is no Internet, how can those Silicon Valley upstarts quickly make a fortune in the United States, which is a very mature, stable and even solidified capital society? Promoted to an entire upstart class?

Suddenly by this blow, Song Ya also realized the unpredictability of Apocalypse. He felt that the future became a little uncertain. It was not that he was not sure whether he would go bankrupt or something. Apocalypse was still useful. He was not sure that he would be able to do so in the future. What kind of height does it reach.

Unable to grasp the future direction or that the stock market crash has caused a serious blow to confidence, so he is now a little confused and frustrated.

"If there hadn't been this wave of Internet, then I wouldn't have so many ideas. Maybe I'm still working **** record and film business!? After all, Apocalypse is all about songs and movies, right?"

"What about after that? What to do in the future? Since YAHOO is not necessarily the ultimate winner, then change the strategy to cast the net and continue to bet on the Internet? When will the bottom hunt? Or simply take the opportunity to pull out and switch to the analysis from the apocalypse , A more secure transaction?"

"But other businesses will encounter the problem of inaccuracy of the Apocalypse radar... and the speed of Apocalypse is getting slower and slower."

"Without the help of Apocalypse, relying solely on yourself as a person... No! Middle-upper, what can you achieve?"

"Apocalypse is already very powerful. Isn't it enough to provide a high starting point that other people can't envy?"

With such thoughts flashing in his mind, he walked down the boarding ladder and strode towards his convoy.

His face was expressionless, he paid no attention to the people and things around him, and he was obviously thinking of other things in his mind. This image of him is obviously very melancholy in the eyes of others.

But everyone also understands that I just lost so much money.

Today, he visited Silicon Valley to hold an Internet investor conference. The meeting planners lined up to meet at the airport saw the young superstar and rich man not even paying attention to himself, and they understood that they shrank their hands. Going back, and then thoughtfully and silently huddling him around to the convoy.

"Look!"

Until the car drove on the urban road, the driving silencer excitedly pointed to the side of the road.

Song Yaxunsheng looked out of the car window. The workers were replacing the advertising posters on the roadside. Wearing a red T-shirt, they were holding the endorsement can of Coca-Cola. They were showing white teeth and smiling very brightly.

The vast number of posters of the same style stretched to the end of the road, seemingly boundless, like red piano keys, or the stocks falling on the computer screen, constantly flashing in front of the car window.

"Hehe, Coca-Cola will really hit hot spots..."

Song Ya’s overall mood was not as bad as others had guessed. He laughed and complained, “By the way, the silencer, remember that I just wore it... No, we used to have you, me, and Tony in the car and saw the road. Was it that time with MJ’s Pepsi commercial?"

"Ok!"

The silencer nodded heavily, and then turned on the car radio. His habit has never changed. He frequently changes channels to find songs. Britney's...not listening, Backstreet boys...not listening, and finally selected one of Eminem's. Rap.

As he listened, he wriggled in the driver's seat, following the rhythm.

"vomit…"

Coca-Cola spent a lot of money this time. The large advertising posters of Song Ya are also being replaced on the roadside in downtown New York. Amy Adams is also looking at the scenery outside the car window. Her face is shining with brilliance, and she smiles incredibly bright looking at the poster. The man with a smile couldn't help showing his mouth, and occasionally retched lightly.

"Is it morning sickness?" Shakira asked, who was sitting on the sidelines.

"Yeah." Amy nodded happily. "If it's a boy, I'm going to call him Velas, girl... it's Marguerite. How about it?"

"Wow... a beautiful name." Shakira was in a complicated mood. Although everything was over, she was still very sad and lonely when she heard the news. She smiled and praised her with a strong smile. She didn't want Amy to see that she was not in her heart. Forget about the scumbag.

The relationship between myself and Amy is also very complicated. They used to accompany each other... barely counted as friends? But as the girlfriend of the official announcement of APLUS, the friendship is also very complicated now.

"Amy, I read the news that Mr. APLUS went to Silicon Valley?" Shakira's agent Estefan in the passenger seat took the opportunity to ask.

"Yes, he is going to the meeting." Amy nodded.

"A very important meeting, right?" Estefan asked again.

"Should be? I never asked about his job." Amy replied.

"Oh! I heard he lost a lot of money recently..."

"Yes it is."

"Do you know how much you lost?"

"I don't know..." Amy is stupid and innocent on the surface, but it is not so easy to be fooled, and she really doesn't know.

"He should be in a low mood recently, right?"

"It's okay, you see him smiling like that...hehe." Amy pointed to the poster on the side of the road.

Estefan repeatedly knocked sideways to no avail, and had to shut his mouth before the car reached its destination.

"Hey, where did I put it? Really annoying, it seems that the memory of pregnant with a baby is really much worse..."

Arriving at the door of the familiar Tribeca penthouse, Amy muttered to herself and searched for the key in her bag, "Did you forget to bring it? Do you have Shakira?"

"No." In fact, there is still a bunch of keys in Shakira's bag. She stared at the keyhole for a while, and felt that the lock was the same as before, and the ex-boyfriend had not replaced it.

"Found it, ha!"

The new mistress Amy opened the door, "Please come in."

Entering the once-familiar house, many of the furnishings were arranged by myself. There are some personal belongings of Amy in the living room, as if to announce to myself that the house has changed ownership.

Shakira suppressed the surging thoughts, "OK, what Amy are you looking for? Mr. Estefan has booked a recording studio for me, and the time is almost up."

"He said he forgot to keep the few oil paintings he replaced. Really, he has a bad memory like me... hehe."

Amy smiled and said, "He said you helped collect it, so I asked you."

It's also a bitch, "Is it expensive?"

"Maybe…"

"Come with me." Shakira led the way, rolled her eyes while turning her back to the opponent, walked to the door of the master bedroom in a familiar way, stood still with her chest, and continued to wait for Amy to open the door.

The bedroom was very clean and spotless. Shakira walked to the big bed and knelt down a few steps, then reached out and pulled out a big cookie box from the bottom of the bed. The ex-boyfriend used to hide some cash in it, some AJ shoe boxes, and put them in. For sundries, a large suitcase that I had carefully packed.

"It should be here." She dragged the suitcase out, and the code of the combination lock should not have been changed, and she quickly dialed it in place.

"Let me see... yes, these oil paintings. Wow!" Amy opened the box, and some exquisite classical style portraits drawn by Chinese painters were revealed. "I have seen them before and I like them very much. I plan to take them back to my Chicago home. Swing...hehe"

Bitch! "What else to look for?" Shakira asked impatiently.

"It should be... no more." Amy's big innocent eyes flashed with memories.

"Then I'm going to record, goodbye." Shakira immediately left.

"Don't you sit down for a while?" Amy squeezed her throat, pretending to stay.

"No!"

Shakira strode Meteor, "Puta!" went out and cursed again in Spanish...

"It’s not before. Everyone used to be idealistic. Now...Engineers, including industry leaders and tech immigrants, have their own concerns and fetters. They just got their mortgage, and they want to live a more stable life after a child is born. I don’t want to leave my job before getting the option. I don’t want to risk losing my job and lose the qualification to stay rice...In short, the turnover of personnel is much lower than before, and it is not so easy for us to find the people we like."

Silicon Valley, the large conference room at the headquarters of the SUN company. The meeting hasn't started yet. Song Ya is still the one who is not allowed to enter, sitting alone listening to other industry executives chatting and complaining.

"My website wanted some webpages to appear on the first page of YAHOO search results last time, but they told me that it would take up to two months to log in and submit this file and which file... The most disgusting thing is Mingyi It’s a very simple matter. I need to communicate with several of their departments, emails are sent back and forth, and the phone call is transferred to an outsourced customer service with an Asan accent, saying that I have been answering all questions for a long time..."

"Commander Al Gore is in trouble recently. Before his sentence,'I led the creation of the Internet', he was criticized by the Elephant Party. In the last year of his term, King George used funds and bills to support the development of the Internet, but the name was not there. Information Express Company’s spread is so wide. Gore had to apologize for it, and now it’s hitting the Internet sector plummeting..."

"The Elephant Party candidate, George, doesn’t care about us at all, but this is not necessarily a bad thing. No one cares about it. The Elephant Party has always favored small governments, low tax rates, and loose supervision... and George Young has just expressed his support for increasing H1- The issuance of B visas, allowing more high-tech products to be exported, and extending the tax-free treatment of the Internet industry... these policies are very real."

He could feel that some people watched his gaze secretly, but didn't see it.

At this time, the host SUN Chairman and CEO McNealy, AOL Time Warner CEO Steve Case, Jim Clark and Mark Anderson walked in while chatting.

At the same time, Shakira was once again visually polluted by Songya's Coca-Cola advertising posters on the road, and finally arrived at Sony Columbia Records headquarters.

"Ok?"

Unfortunately, DIVA met DIVA, ex-girlfriend met ex-wife, and a large group of men and women followed Mariah Carey, who was like a queen, and met a group of people here in the corridor.

"Hmph..." Mariah Carey also saw herself, and she hummed her eyes upwards, and passed by at the ceiling domineeringly.

"Mimi, will APLUS go bankrupt? Do I know you still meet him often? He likes Little Rega so much." Singer and best friend Brenda asked after Mariah Carey's ass, "You find a chance to help me ask. Ask him about his stock investments..."

"Shut up! I don't bother to care about that scumbag!" Mariah Carey exclaimed impatiently, "He's the best bankrupt!"

Scum...

Shakira has some snacks and sorrows.

"When you release the English edition next year, you will definitely be able to surpass her in the record company. She has not been arrogant for much time. The fans have abandoned her and her voice is also a problem."

Entering the top recording studio specially built for him by Sony Columbia Records, Estefan murmured comfortingly.

Shakira knows that although her last album has been selling well in the Latin area, it has a mediocre response in the world’s largest record market, the United States and other English-speaking countries. Estefan is ambitious to help herself create an English-language album, which will be released next year. Complete the challenge and surpass the status of Mariah Carey's first sister.

"Forget it, you know my character, I don't want to compete with others, just be myself." Shakira replied.

"Oh, you are not good at this point. If you are not strong in your ambitions, it will affect your future." Estefan sighed, "Oh, by the way, look for a chance to ask about APLUS's recent developments? I know you don't want to trade with him anymore. , But... just do me a favor? You also know that my friends and I are playing stocks, now..."

"Let me think about it again..." Shakira was a little annoyed, and walked into the recording studio after a few words casually, put on headphones, and immersed in the world of music.

Silicon Valley, shortly after the conference ended, most of the participants have already left.

"I thought today's topic was a joint discussion on a rescue plan."

Song Ya was a little dissatisfied and said to the people who stayed: "I feel that my time has been wasted."

Today’s meeting is mostly nonsense, occasionally talking about Gore’s election. Song Ya feels that they are more concerned about the election. It may also be because there is no good way to boost market confidence in a short time. The bullish news at the company level cannot be reversed. Level of stock market crash.

"Yeah, things are very bad."

Today's attendees are mainly from companies in the Netscape-AOL, SUN Alliance, and surrounding systems. The executives of companies such as YAHOO did not participate. SUN is the host of today’s meeting, and AOL Time Warner CEO Steve Case is faintly at the head of everyone, "APLUS, there is actually one more important thing to call you here, Peter Flock."

"I'm not in the mood to take care of these bad things, I have lost too much money."

Before trying to understand how to adjust the future course, Song Ya did not want to mix up these things, "I don't even bother to read the news related to the general election."

"Don't pretend APLUS, this is not your style, and you are not so easy to fall into such decadent negative emotions. I know you very well." Jim Clark sat next to him, one arm propped on the table and one arm on the chair. On his back, he half-enclosed himself at close range, "You always have two faces prepared, whichever is beneficial to you, but you have been friends for so many years..."

"You are annoying Jim. It's always like this. What can I do to the governor of Illinois? I can't help if he refuses to withdraw from the election." Song Ya responded like this, "Besides, he can't win the leader of Gore's deputy. It will not affect the final result of the Donkey Party's primary election at all."

"Peter's withdrawal is the fastest way to boost market confidence. He withdraws from the election as soon as possible, and Gore can unify the party and spend his energy on dealing with the Georgian dynasty." McNealy of UN said: "After Gore is elected It will save the market. We will hold on for more than half a year until the result of the general election in November will do."

"APLUS, don't blame us for not reminding you, everyone is running out of patience. Peter must quit. He will get a little more every day, and our entire industry will bet on Gore." Jim Clark said.

"You know how much interest this involves. That's trillions, not trillions of market value. If this trend continues to fall," Steve Case added.

"We are afraid that Peter will talk nonsense. Your governor's attitude has been very dangerous recently." McNealy warned.

The three Silicon Valley bigwigs took turns to express their views, and Song Ya smelled a bit of a Hongmen banquet.

"Then what advantage do I have? My Litman listed company has fallen worse than all of you." Song Ya asked the price.

"Benefits? Haha, don't forget that you are very responsible for Peter Flock. We can find out the source of his campaign funds, especially the start-up funds, in the Super Campaign Committee. It's useless to go around as many turns!" Steve Kay Ssi said impatiently.

"and so?"

Song Ya raised his eyelids and glanced at Steve Case, "Don't forget how much money I just lost? Threatening me at this time, don't blame me for doing anything that no one wants to see. "

Steve Case was a little bit unable to come to Taiwan by Song Ya’s attitude. Because of his low shareholding, as of today, his personal loss in the stock market crash was only a mere mere 130 million, and he should have lost about 3 billion in front of him. Song Ya is completely incomparable. Only then did he wake up. The guy in front of him is a hip-hop singer and has many urban legends. The other face is very cruel and directly involved in many murders and murders...

Steve Case moved his mouth and stopped talking.

"Peter must withdraw from the election, before May."

McNealy, the chairman and CEO of SUN who has not had much contact, took over, and continued to categorically said: "You can understand it as an ultimatum, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what? Haha, I helped you to criticize Greenspan for the first time under the greatest pressure. Don't think that I didn't know the fate of the people who wanted to reform the Fed in history, but I still think of you. Let me say it."

Song Ya interrupted McNealy unceremoniously, "What now? After taking advantage of me, I became a sinner in the industry?"

"Don't say a few words."

Jim Clark knows him best and prevents the two big bosses and the young and energetic black pharaoh from continuing to intensify the conflict. "APLUS, of course not. You are not a sinner in the industry. Everyone likes you. In fact, this matter is not that complicated. We don't want to be direct. Dealing with Peter Flock, is it okay for you to continue to act as our intermediary?"

"That's okay." Song Ya also eased his attitude and nodded. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"OK, but you must bring our meaning, and please use an ultimatum-like attitude to confess to Peter, otherwise everyone..."

Jim Clark changed his lobbying strategy, "Everyone is eager. I will tell you more clearly. If this continues, many small companies will be suspended due to continuous down limits, and the situation will be messed up by then. According to what we learned News, because of the sharp drop in stock prices, many Internet companies’ internal contradictions will intensively erupt. They will fight internally. When the time comes, the plenary will lift the lid on negative news such as illegal cashing out, financial report fraud, overvaluation of market value, and the entire industry will continue to be dragged down...

"OK, OK..."

Peter... It's time to stop. Song Ya doesn't understand the seriousness of the matter. Now the entire Internet industry is like a panic. Although the Silicon Valley tycoons started up a lot more innocent than the traditional industry tycoons, they have huge amounts of money, and they are really aggressive. It is impossible to be a good giver.

So he stood up and said, "I will go to see Peter Flock, but no matter what the result is, I don't want to see my responsibilities afterwards."

"Of course." The three big guys agreed in unison, and stretched out their hands, "We will give you APLUS."