Chapter 907 This Is a Fat Year

On Monday, November 20, William White rang the bell of the New York Stock Exchange. It wasn't the first time he knocked on this thing, but, influenced by the surrounding atmosphere, his mood was also not at peace.

In the crowded trading hall, the atmosphere today is a bit weird. William White is very curious, why are you all looking at me?

"Filson, is this the mute mode? Shouldn't they be yelling?"

Cough cough, just as the wryly smiling Filson was about to answer, a pot exploded in the trading hall.

32?

who else?

Five hundred hands.

"Ahem, Boss, they are all waiting for the first deal to be concluded. Judging from the situation just now, the market has a strong atmosphere of reluctance to sell."

"So, I thought there was something wrong with my tie."

Filson smiled wryly, even if Hong Guoguo stands here, they won't pay too much attention. Since the establishment of this trading floor, all the people are concerned about are those numbers.

William White wanted to laugh a little. Seeing the traders in various vests yelling, he was a little curious. The former commander of the aircraft carrier should also be a trader.

You see, they have one thing in common, the people in charge of trading and commanding are distinguished by vests of various colors.

"Crazy, it broke through the 40-dollar barrier in ten minutes after the market opened. Is this going to directly seal the gods?"

"Hehe, Warren, looking at this posture, I can't hold back fifty. Now it has a market value of more than 20 billion. Could it be that this is a plan to compete with the blue giant?"

"Charlie, the market is too hot, and I have completely lost my mind. If you let William White himself choose, he should also choose Big Blue."

Of course William White couldn't hear the sour words of the two old guys, and he didn't care if he heard them. Nonsense, of course the blue giant is more important, but unfortunately, I can't do anything about this big stall.

William White was naturally elated here, but Mogrich's mouth was still open, and his little tongue was twitching.

"Boss, judging by the situation, it must be at least sixty."

"Mogo, hahaha, keep working hard, we are not an Internet company, we have entities.

By the way, John, don't delay those two acquisitions, complete the acquisition as soon as possible. "

"Ok Boss, already have a letter of intent, close it after Thanksgiving."

"Well, well, I'm very satisfied."

Mo Gerich brought John Chambers, and William White naturally understood what he meant. The old guy is planning to retreat bravely.

Also, if you become a billionaire by working part-time, how dare you ask for more.

Some people are happy, and some people are naturally suffering. Speaking of it, God has never been fair.

Sequoia Capital has been busy for a long time, the new house has been decorated, a lot of gifts have been given, the competitors have driven away, and the bride has also taken over.

Heck, everything is perfect.

Unfortunately, they were kicked away at the last moment.

Don Valentine is very hard, he doesn't want to go out now. I don't know if it's an illusion, no matter who is talking to him, he can always hear a lot of ridicule.

Resentment?

Maybe there is. In the final analysis, it was he who first had unclean thoughts. Secondly, he misestimated William White's determination and overestimated the strength of Citigroup.

"No wonder the old guys are tempted, Alan, this is a company with a market value of 30 billion? Tell me, I'm not dreaming."

Aside from a wry smile, Greenspan has nothing but a wry smile. Didn't you say bubbles? You go on.

"Paul, even if there is no revenue of 4 billion next year, it is estimated that the difference will not be too much.

30 billion? This market value is actually underestimated. If there is no very powerful competitor, it is only a matter of time before they surpass IBM. "

Paul Volker didn't speak anymore. This wave of the Internet completely exceeded his cognition.

Netscape, you can still say a few words about BB, the current PE is too outrageous. Cisco, what do you have to say, their products are in short supply, this is an indisputable fact.

The negotiations between Disney and Pixar obviously show signs of letting go. Shares in both companies are soaring, and shareholders have nothing to say. If Disney's stock price turned around, William White would still be in some trouble.

Cisco is different, it has always hovered outside of White Systems, which is a very different and independent company. So, the current result is amazing. It's just that the two old guys at the Federal Reserve Bank can't see any obvious decline.

It's not Rabbit Country's patent to make a big fuss before listing, but to change the face of the annual report after listing. Everyone is actually playing like this. Those who sell melons know how to boast, but if those who sell stocks don’t know, you can basically consider changing your career.

For Netscape and Pixar, your analysts can still say that they are overvalued, and you can still explain it by the market being not calm. There is nothing Cisco can do here, why? Are you saying that Cisco's annual report is fake?

No one would dare to say that unless they had an enmity with their boss.

It's okay to talk about things, no matter how domineering William White is, as long as someone takes advantage of his shortcomings, William White can only choose to shut up.

If not, even companies of the size of Citigroup and Morgan Stanley would not dare to easily compete with William White.

After all, you, a CEO, do not have such rights.

William White's narrow-mindedness can be said to be known to everyone on Wall Street. Even if you have great benefits. If not, better not get sick.

The St. Regis Hotel at the corner of Fifth Avenue is very lively today. The reason for choosing this place is not that William White is willing to help Sheraton's business, but also because he doesn't want to show off the limelight.

He didn't have much thought about ringing the bell. However, who knows if you are humbly on purpose.

Mogrich and John Chambers are now somewhat convinced that William White really wants to push them to the fore.

The two guys looked at each other, and apart from a wry smile, I'm afraid there would be no other expressions.

"William, do you dare to wait a little longer? It's Thanksgiving. Why, don't you need promotions this year?"

A group of old guys couldn't help being stunned, since when did the Galvin's kid get so familiar with this guy.

"My friend, you know, that rocket company is burning too much money. We're going to have an experimental launch soon."

"My God, you're serious."

"Tch, I'm already building a launch site, what do you think? Of course, the official commercial use is not so fast."

"Some time, I want to go and see, you know, if the launch costs remain high, our cost is very high."

"Okay, advice is always welcome."

Looking at the bustling group of bigwigs, John Chambers couldn't help complaining secretly. If there is a problem with the security here, Wall Street may be paralyzed tomorrow.

Of course, his worries are completely superfluous. Student La Deng hasn't grown up yet, and his resentment towards the US emperor hasn't reached its peak yet.

Except that this guy is a little threatening, the other little fish and shrimp have nothing to do with him.

The Bilderberg Club is awesome, right?

The security level is far inferior to here.

There is another obvious feature, William White's party body, there are basically all ethnicities. Definitely not going to be an Anglo-Saxon one-man show.

"Rosen, did you notice?"

"What?"

"Go back to Haifa and tell your family not to provoke this man unless necessary."

"Head, I don't see anything, just some fat-headed guys."

"Asshole, haven't you noticed that this place is a hodgepodge of people of all races and religions."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, isn't it so deliberate?"

"Oh, don't stare at those women, it's rude."