Chapter 819 Mood Roller Coaster

From mechanical to electronic, the source of inspiration for Miracle Boy, and how it was born in the laboratory little by little.

Some insignificant data were printed and enlarged, and hung on the blackboard behind Lawrence and others for reporters to take pictures.

The one that took the most photos was the one at the moment when ‘LDY’ was completed and started.

The densely packed instruments and wires were scattered around the room, and Carus stood in the center of the room, smiling and pointing to the instruments ahead.

"It uses more than 20,000 electron tubes, covers an area of ​​180 square meters, and weighs 33 tons...According to the conclusions drawn from the experiment, it can perform 1,000+ calculations per second!"

When Lawrence and Carles announced the news at the same time, there was a booming sound at the scene.

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"Intel's-IBM, buy, buy all, fuck, he's going to get rich again." Inside the JP Morgan Building on Wall Street, stock operators were frantically making phone calls.

That posture is much crazier than later generations calling "idol". A fluctuation of a decimal point represents tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars in and out.

Lehman Brothers, Morgan Stanley and other giants are all vying for this gluttonous feast.

This is an invention across the ages, just like the emergence of the industrial age, any force that wants to compete with it will eventually fall.

People don't care how long it takes for it to be put into use, how it is born and operates, and it can represent those earth-shaking changes for the world.

All they need to know is that Intel's-IBM is now the hottest 'go-goboy' in the United States, and it will detonate the world as soon as it comes out.

When the stock price of Intel's-IBM soared to $83.1 per share, S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly surrounded the entire Skunk International Experiment Center at night.

Someone heard the sound of explosions and billowing smoke that night, and the gunfire at the scene continued until midnight.

Soon, firefighters, police and FBI came one after another to look at Intel's-IBM, which had been burned to ruins.

Intel's-IBM Experimental Center caught fire, and the specific cause is being ascertained.

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Intel's-IBM shares are on a rollercoaster ride, Thomas J. Watson is sent to the hospital with a heart attack, and other shareholders have their say.

"If this is a conspiracy...the murderers will be thugs who hinder the development of this world, they don't deserve to live in this world."

After announcing the birth of 'LDY', Li Zitao, who disclosed his identity as the largest shareholder, lived in seclusion and did not express any views on it.

However, the whole of the United States has moved in black and white.

From the judiciary to the FBI to the police, firefighters, various monitoring stations, hooligans, and well-informed intelligence dealers on the black market, they are all searching for the escaped person.

That night, Intel's-IBM was sneaked into by two people, deliberately took the wrong line and caused a short circuit to cause the fire.

Everything in the laboratory disappeared in the flames and electric arcs, and one person was killed on the spot, and his identity has been confirmed.

Clark Ed, who lives in the suburbs of Los Angeles, has a farm at home, but the benefits are not very good. The past two years have been very hard.

The FBI and S.H.I.E.L.D. searched the farm and found many reports about Li Zitao.

These newspapers were all published a few years ago. In recent years, Li Zitao has rarely appeared in public, and even if he did, he refused to cooperate with taking pictures.

"Kill you..." The slogan was written in red paint on the newspaper, and one of Li Zitao's frontal photos still had a dagger stuck in it.

And in his room, Ku Klux Klan costumes and various slogans were found.

These undoubtedly prove that this is an attack launched by a racial discriminator, an attack against a minority and narrow ‘revenge’. '

The destruction of LDY hit Intel's-IBM's stock price hard, but the speculators on Wall Street were even crazier than it.

They just watched Intel's-IBM's stock price soar from $11 when they first bought it to $83.1, and then plummeted in an instant.

"Boss, there are a large number of selling orders in the market, shall we buy in?" Li Zitao and Jonathan were standing in the trading room at the headquarters of Wells Fargo Bank.

"No, keep throwing it away, and let me know when you get the purchase price." Li Zitao said without hesitation.

In order to be able to get Morgan Stanley, he had previously fed large chunks of fat into its mouth.

Since the end of Intel's-IBM's initial press conference, he has sold a lot of shares on the market.

It is normal for companies to sell at high prices and buy at low prices. Li Zitao's move is seen as an exchange for sufficient cash reserves.

After all, his penchant for hoarding cash flow is well known.

No one dislikes cash, but companies like Li Zitao like to reserve cash and can mobilize hundreds of millions of dollars at any time.

Let alone in the United States, it is rare even in the world.

When the good news came, Li Zitao began to sell on a small scale. Every day, he sold about 15% of the stock, earning more than 40 million yuan.

However, the ensuing 'LDY' was burned, and the news of the loss of experimental data spread all over the streets, and Fuguo also accelerated the selling, seemingly wanting to speed up the exit.

Intel's-IBM is doomed, international short sellers sell heavily in the stock market and spread gossip.

Someone called Fu Guo frequently, wanting to talk to Jonathan, but the secretary blocked the call because he was busy.

"Charlie, my secretary is about to be unstoppable." Watching Intel's-IBM's stock price drop to $3.8 in two days, Jonathan was already mourning for Wall Street.

"Eat in." With a wave of his hand, Li Zitao decided not to wait any longer.

At this time, the overseas empty orders should have ended. Compared with the income there, the income in North America is just a drop in the bucket.

"Lawrence, are you okay?" Li Zitao called Lawrence's number, and Li Zitao asked him to prepare for the new press conference.

The LDY was burnt down, yes, but its new generation, the LDY-1, is housed in the basement of Skunk Labs.

However, in order to ensure security, Intel's-IBM decided not to announce it 'temporarily', and wait until the murderer is caught before making an official announcement.

If the results were announced at this time, how would Li Zitao and Fu Guo make money, and how would they swallow Stanley, who had been watching for a long time.

"Boss, we have bought 72%. Except for Watson and other members of the board of directors, no one has sold it on the market." The stock trader looked back at him.

"How much did we earn?" Li Zitao wanted to hear a happy number. According to his estimation, the income this time was not a small amount.

After selling and buying, all the losses will be borne by the "good people" on Wall Street, and the profit on stocks alone will far exceed 200 million.

Overseas shell investment companies will earn 8 to 16 times the profit of Intel's-IBM empty orders.

This season of late winter and early spring, Li Zitao lived an extra-full life.

I just don’t know if other colleagues on Wall Street are doing well, and if they thank him for injecting a flame into this boring winter.