Chapter 1470 We Are Brothers

The Spring Festival in China is still brewing. After all, the Gregorian calendar year, that is, the New Year's Day, has not yet passed. It's just that the breeze of the Spring Festival has begun to blow slowly.

The United States has just celebrated Christmas, and the stock market has dropped another heavy bomb. Not long ago, Google, which just spent $2.1 billion and part of its shares to acquire YouTube, which is known as the largest and most successful merger and acquisition case in the Internet industry this year, has just rung the bell to go public.

The stock just opened and detonated the entire stock market, while also pulling up the entire technology sector with a small increase.

In addition to the selling point of YouTube, Google, as the world's largest search engine company, has launched its own flagship product, Google Maps, with a navigation system.

Extremely accurate GPS navigation positioning, and the current international top-level in-vehicle map navigation. Let the originally crazy Google stock add a pair of rocket thrusters.

Google's stock issue price is $99, which is also the record of the current technology stock issue price. As of the close of the day, Google's stock price soared directly to $385.6, soaring nearly 4 times.

Such a crazy stock price made Google the number one Internet technology company in the United States, and Microsoft, Intel, and Amazon were all suppressed.

Google's senior executives and shareholders who bought Google stocks were so happy that they almost went crazy that day. Wall Street also ushered in a relatively large bull market in recent years.

Of course, there are always some experts and scholars who say to be careful of another Internet bubble at this time, and start to pour cold water on Google's stock price.

However, this still did not stop Google from opening at $381 on the second day, lower than yesterday's closing price. But after opening until closing, the stock price soared to $453.3 and exploded again.

Then on the third day, the fourth day, for a week in a row, experts and scholars who had studied for months stood up and called on Google to create an Internet bubble here, and this bubble might explode tomorrow.

As a result, one week after listing, Google's final valuation was set at $566.4. Although there was a decline for the first time this week at the closing, it was only a small fluctuation and soon rose back.

So Jack Jr. and the Kennedy family went crazy.

"Should I sell some stocks? Should I sell some stocks?" In a high-end villa in New York, Jack kept pacing back and forth, and Castor was sitting on the sofa in front of him.

The phone on the table kept ringing, but Jack had no intention of answering the phone.

It must be the old guys in the consortium who asked him to go to the meeting. Before, he wanted to get more power in the consortium. So he made some operations to let the consortium hold a part of Google's shares.

These shares were divided from his shareholding ratio. Before, some old guys in the consortium spoke in a sarcastic tone. But after Google went public, these people all shut up and almost ran to him to lick their knees. In the capitalist world, money is the master.

What's more, Jack is not only rich now, but also some congressmen he has been cultivating with money, and some officials from other government departments who have been secretly promoted by cooperating with the Kennedy family.

He now has money and people, that is, traditional financial markets and arms markets, as well as industries similar to traditional minerals. Because other big consortiums have just squeezed him out, there is no way to counterattack for the time being.

In other industries, especially the Internet industry, Little Jack is now the absolute king. Of course, all of this cannot be announced to the public, low-key, must be low-key.

But he really couldn't keep a low profile, so he asked Castor to share this joy.

But his joy was undoubtedly torture for Castor.

Originally, Castor felt that he could still see the hope of turning things around by using the convenience given by Brother Xiaojie. As a result, in a blink of an eye, this guy who was originally running wildly on the highway now took off directly on the highway.

"Are you sure you don't want to answer the phone?" Castor couldn't stand the little Jack who was excited and laughing and showing off in front of him, so he interrupted his excited and excited roar.

"There's nothing to answer, a group of vampires, just fancying the remaining Google stocks in my hand." Brother Xiaojie drank the wine in the glass in one gulp with a look of disdain on his face.

If it weren't for his immature wings, there would be many constraints in doing things and he had to use the name of the consortium to do it. He would definitely kick all those confused and old-fashioned old guys into the sea one by one.

The main reason why his own consortium has fallen to the bottom of other old consortiums today is the mistakes made by these old guys in recent years.

As a result, when things went wrong, they directly blamed their heirs, saying that they were not good enough to compete for the position of heirs before, and how they gave the enemy a chance.

"How many Google shares do you still have?" Castor asked curiously.

Little Jack poured himself another glass of wine and smiled mysteriously, "Guess!"

Little Jack still has about 1.2% of Google's original shares in his name, but he actually owns far more than that. For example, the Google shares he got from the sale of YouTube before were held by a person who had nothing to do with him on the surface.

There are many such holders, some of whom only have Google shares of a few tenths of a percent, just like a lucky person who casually threw tens of thousands of dollars to the founder of Google when Google was first founded.

Yang Dongxu is constantly reducing his own shares, not wanting to be targeted by Google when it goes public, and so are Jack and the Kennedy family.

Even the Google shares that Jack took the initiative to transfer to his own consortium, in order to use them as bargaining chips to exchange for more control and dominance of the consortium, also meant to attract the attention of a wave of enemies.

Anyway, those big consortiums are eager to drive out the California consortium, and the consortium is attracting such hostility, and it is also a case of too much debt and too many lice not biting.

Casto did not ask a rhetorical question of "do you guess or do I guess", but asked, "Are you going to run for mayor of New York City?"

"No, no, no, my good brother." Jack kept shaking his head, "You are the one who wants to run for mayor of New York City, otherwise do you think that during this period of time, I have been constantly exposing you in front of the media, constantly asking you to do various charities, and various donations to whitewash you?"

"Then once something happens in the future, or you encounter any danger, will I explode instantly?" Casto made an explosion gesture, and although he tried his best to keep a smile on his face, the inner roar of MMP was already overflowing with words.

If a scapegoat like him is only behind the scenes, he still has a chance to struggle. After all, if many things are not suppressed in time by public opinion, whether he can get out of it depends on whether he can afford the bargaining chips.

But once he steps on the stage, the things he did and the things he helped Jack take the blame for, whether Jack was exposed when he was out of control or Jack's enemies found clues and exposed them to the public, he would die instantly without any room for struggle.

"Don't worry, as long as you do well enough, you will definitely be a rich man for life. After all, the position of Mayor of New York is very important. To be able to promote you, I need to pay a lot of resources, and some resources cannot be bought with money." Jack comforted.

Castor forced a smile. This is indeed comfort, even if the comfort is so insincere.

But from the perspective of interests, Jack spent so much resources and energy to promote him to the position of Mayor of New York, and he would not easily pull him down. After all, this is not in his interests. Constant exploitation is Jack's best choice for him.

"The old men in the consortium seem to have other candidates."

"Why do you think I transferred part of Google's shares to the consortium?" Little Jack sneered, his eyes flashing coldly, "If you take my money, you have to do things well, otherwise..."

"I need to deal with some things before the election. Otherwise, I probably won't be the mayor, and I will go to jail first." Castor frowned and said.

Since there is no way to resist, you can only choose to accept it. While accepting it, see how much benefit you can get from this matter and accumulate strength for future turnaround.

"That's your business. I can help you provide you with a campaign fund that is absolutely legitimate. As for those things about you. I believe you can handle it yourself.

After all, Castor, you are now my little Jack's brother, one of the heirs of the California consortium, a hero who has successfully returned as a king after being blamed and suppressed by those old guys."

Little Jack patted Castor's shoulder with a big laugh, and laughed very happily. This feeling of being able to manipulate everything is intoxicating.

"In addition to the campaign donations, I need some money. You don't want me to use the campaign fund to settle the things that happened to me, and be reported by the opponent before I sit on the mayor's throne, right?" Castor tried his best to gain benefits.

Listening to what Little Jack meant, it was obvious that he wanted him to spend his own money to settle the tails of himself and those that helped Little Jack to take the blame before.

In other words, the money that he had saved for so long with hard work and frustration may be directly used up this time.

"It's not good for you to do this, my brother." Little Jack shook his head, but then changed the subject, "But it's not that I can't help you, but you have to pay a price, right?"

"Everything I have now is given by you, take whatever you want." Castor looked a bit rogue at this time.

"No, no, no, you still have your own things. For example, the old guys from the consortium that supported you very much before, and for example, the congressmen you cultivated before after you restored your identity and career."

The expression on Little Jack's face was as close as that of a brother, and Castor's white hair sweated instantly behind his close body. Those are the assets that he can turn around in the future.

The reason why Little Jack chose him, who was like mud, to be the scapegoat was probably because he really saw his ability.

After all, among the competitors, he did put a lot of pressure on Little Jack.

Another reason was undoubtedly because he saw the connections and resources he had built before.

These things were naturally worthless when he was down and out, because those people would not help a useless person. But now he stood up again, and they had mutual value again.

Little Jack undoubtedly wanted to take away his connections and resources for his own use.