Chapter 40 Time is on my side

Who created the Nasdaq bubble?

Washington takes the lead, Wall Street takes the lead, and capital from all over the world contributes together.

In essence, it is the nascent Internet craze.

It was actually the American capitalists who found themselves hungry again after eating the red bear's corpse.

What to do? Simple, just keep foraging.

But at this time, old Europe was not as weak as it would be later.

Neon has been eaten once, but Stick has not grown any flesh yet.

The rest, either I couldn’t eat, or I wouldn’t feel full even if I ate them with the skin.

What to do? You can't let yourself go hungry all the time, right? So American capitalists came up with a solution.

No meat to eat? Then we can find a way to get meat ourselves! And the Internet is the new economic growth point that Americans have found for themselves!

In fact, it is similar to the new economic growth point such as the Internet.

There will be two more later.

One is mobile Internet and smartphones ten years later.

That is the new growth point created after capital has swallowed up the Internet.

But mobile Internet and smartphones are the growth point of the economy.

At least 30 to 40 percent of the benefits were later taken advantage of by China.

The next one will be another ten years later.

The Metaverse and AI after Mobile Internet.

The first thing American capital was planning to speculate on was the metaverse.

Later I found that the technology was too difficult to master.

They switched to AI, and thus the Nth Industrial Revolution was born.

Nvidia, whose market value once exceeded 3.34 trillion US dollars, is one of the biggest beneficiaries.

However, it is still limited by technology, whether it is the metaverse or AI.

The growth they bring is not as lucrative as the previous two Internet eras.

This is a later story.

And now, in late 1995, Netscape's success.

Obviously, it has allowed the vested interests to see the beauty of the Internet.

This is the initial stage when everyone rushes in.

It is precisely because everyone rushed in that the stock price later became so outrageous.

For example, Yahoo’s profit was only a few hundred million dollars, but its peak market value once exceeded 120 billion US dollars.

The price-to-earnings ratio is several hundred times as outrageous.

"Why……"

With a sigh, Milo understood clearly.

In this craze, no one can eat alone.

The Nasdaq bubble is not an accident and is not a normal economic development.

It is the result of everyone's efforts.

Even Wall Street can't have it all to itself.

Anyone who wants to eat alone will probably end up with nothing to eat.

It is time to bring up the first Catholic president again.

This guy will get into trouble, partly because he and the Boston consortium want to have the best deal of the business.

After taking office, he gave more than 80% of the arms orders to Boston.

This naturally aroused public anger, and later he wanted to move on to bigger pieces of cheese.

As a result, even Boston couldn't keep him.

At most, it could have prevented the Kennedy family from all being shot eight times in the back and committing suicide.

No matter how strong or veteran the Bostonians are, they can't beat nine alone.

After all, I’m not Ip Man, so I can’t beat ten people.

Although he sighed, Milo didn't take it to heart, because he firmly believed that he would definitely be able to eat the most delicious piece.

"price."

He was silent for dozens of seconds.

Monica was wondering whether she should speak up to ease the atmosphere.

Milo suddenly spoke:

"What price did Boston offer me? Don't mention Blackburn to me, this is my own business. And Blackburn has also made his own contributions in other areas."

Seeing him say this, both Cabrera brothers laughed.

Hector picked up the coffee cup and took another sip. "Now I believe that you are definitely different from before. You couldn't have thought of these words right away before. Besides, Wendy is not by your side."

"Couldn't Wendy have taught me this in advance?"

Milo asked back with a smile.

"Maybe." Hector nodded, smiling. "Boston Bank's shares?"

"not enough."

Milo shook his head. "I want Massachusetts Mutual, John Hancock, Raytheon, Textron, Polaroid. Even if it's just 0.1%, I want to make my voice heard."

"You have a big appetite."

Machi, who had been silent the whole time and occasionally spoke, frowned and said, "No one will agree to this."

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Milo shrugged again and took a sip of coffee. "March, have you ever been to a flea market?"

"Merchants and customers in flea markets will bargain even if they are buying or selling a comb. I think everyone should understand this principle."

"Of course I have! Don't forget the first time you went to a flea market, I took you there. It was in Harvard Square!"

Hector answered with a grin, the corners of his mouth raised, and his deep blue eyes looked a little triangular.

Milo, who had known him since childhood, knew that this was the guy's way of showing happiness.

"I understand what you mean, too." March Cabrera shrugged and nodded, "I'll pass it on."

That's basically what it is.

The Internet craze is beginning to emerge, and this is the result of everyone's joint efforts.

But thirty years ago, Kennedy's creative ideas dealt a heavy blow to Boston.

Targeted by everyone, Boston's status has been declining over the past thirty years.

This time, he was even more excluded.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that there was a fulcrum belonging to them in California.

Bostonians couldn't be said to be overjoyed, but they were definitely happy.

So Hector, who has the best relationship with Milo, and the March brothers, who married Californians and work here.

These two people became the vanguard of a group of Bostonians.

Obviously, someone back home must be in contact with Blackburn.

"You should have waited for me to come back."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wendy hurried back.

The fat man spoke to Milo with some resentment, and at this time Cabrera had already left after lunch.

"I didn't promise anything."

Milo smiled.

"Time is on my side. Besides, it's them who need Blackburn, not me. I think, after what happened with Fitzgerald, everyone will be less impulsive than before."

Fitzgerald is Kennedy's middle name, and Bostonians like to call him that.

"You did the right thing." After catching her breath, Wendy found a sofa and sat down. "I was too impatient. I forgot that you are no longer the same person you were before."

"Let's not talk about these troublesome things."

Milo also picked a sofa chair and sat down. After lying down, he said lazily: "How is the preparation for my new movie going?"

Wendy couldn't help but complain in her heart: Why don't you talk about more important and profitable things, and ask this...

"I have already dealt with the Writers Guild, Miramax, and Marc Norman."

Wendy said, "But I'm curious, Milo. Don't you have a dozen scripts in your safe? Why do you buy other people's scripts instead of shooting your own?"

Fuck!

I do, Milo thought.

But who would have thought that the script I "created" two months ago.

It was actually written three years ago and registered with the Writers Guild.

Even this script was bought by Miramax this year! This script is 99% identical to the script I wrote...

"Because I think it's interesting and I want to film it. Is that an okay reason?"

(End of this chapter)