Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1718 - 1549: 100 Billion Market Value (Subscribe Please!)

Chapter 1718: Chapter 1549: 100 Billion Market Value (Subscribe Please!)

On TV.

Months of silence.

Appear in various scenes.

At home.

School.

Office.

Hotel.

Road.

...

Scenes from the initial press conference.

Flash one by one.

"Here we are at New York Times Square, witnessing Microcrystalline Technology’s power on its launch day in the advertising sector, naturally, we’re also forced to watch a wave of Microcrystalline Technology’s history."

"At this very moment."

"Holographic projection appears again in the square, everyone can see..."

The camera shifts.

Gives a close-up over the entire Times Square.

Advertisement.

Various advertisements.

Floating in the air, like in a sci-fi movie.

"Wow."

At this moment.

Exclamations arise.

Just see.

A giant blue shark flies out from a building’s flat billboard, dives underground, splashing real ’water,’ this form of advertising opens the eyes of many people.

Combining two-dimensional with three-dimensional.

Such an effect is truly breathtaking.

"As you can see, the era of flat advertising faces a new challenge, which is the era of holographic advertising, but looking at the current situation, they are not opposing, it might be a conjunction."

"Five minutes until the U.S. Stocks open, let’s wait and see how its stock price performs."

After saying this.

The scene returns to the live broadcast room.

Hmm?

Some audience members are puzzled.

Weren’t there two hosts just now? How did it become one?

No.

Strictly speaking.

One became a holographic image, still sitting there.

"As you can all see, we have also installed Tang Qing’s amazing device here, just tuned by installers, the Johnson you see is currently in the next room."

This scene.

Causes an uproar in front of the TV.

"Is this even possible?"

"Why not, real-time human projection is a primary functionality."

"It’s so convenient."

"Does this mean Johnson can work from home?"

"Certainly."

"The premise is if we accept this broadcasting method, alright, I’m starting to accept it, though the device is a bit expensive, ordinary households simply can’t afford it." Since the product release, the price hasn’t dropped.

Discount?

Wishful thinking.

A set.

Equates to an average person’s annual income.

Unaffordable.

Yet.

To the wealthy, it’s just pocket change.

"Hey, are you all used to this yet? Anyway, I’m accustomed to it, if I could broadcast from home, that would be blissful, but I suppose the BOSS wouldn’t let me earn my wages so easily."

Johnson waves his hand.

In truth.

He does think this method is good, but clearly, it’s merely a thought.

"Next, let’s look at the footage Boris sent."

As those words fall.

The signal shifts.

Coming to Seattle.

Hmm?

Isn’t this Microcrystalline Technology’s headquarters?

The audience sees a familiar scene again; a continuous pale blue light curtain appears outside the headquarters’ surrounding fence, constantly flashing product advertisements and company logos.

Additionally.

Time.

Weather.

Wind speed.

Humidity.

All visible.

"As seen at Microcrystalline Technology’s headquarters entrance, the light curtain access control seen at the press conference appears, bearing the words ’Welcome to Microcrystalline Technology!’"

"It reportedly appeared early this morning."

"Not just here, similar projections have been erected at nearby factories and businesses, hurry and look up." The cinematographer promptly directs the camera towards the top of Microcrystalline Technology’s headquarters.

Many people recognize it.

That’s Microcrystalline Technology’s product.

Damn.

Another advertisement.

Three minutes later.

The scene returns to the live broadcast room.

Today.

Is undoubtedly Microcrystalline Technology’s special session.

At this moment.

The United States market opens.

"ON, MY GOD, Microcrystalline Technology opens with a five percent rise, its stock price breaks through eighty-five dollars, meaning Microcrystalline Technology’s market value breaks through one hundred billion dollars for the second time!"

The host exclaims.

At the start of the year.

Microcrystalline Technology went public, closing at nine hundred sixty billion dollars on the first day.

Unfortunately.

Ling wasn’t yet publicly listed at that time.

The market prospects were unclear, fluctuating thereafter, even riding the wave of Qingyuan Technology’s listing momentum, the valuation didn’t stay above one thousand long, but today, on Ling’s listing day, it broke through.

This one hundred billion dollars.

Many believe.

Will be maintained for a long time, maybe even... higher.

Twenty minutes later.

"Microcrystalline Technology’s stock price breaks through ninety dollars."

Another half hour later.

"Microcrystalline Technology’s stock price breaks through one hundred dollars."

When half of the trading day passed.

The stock market has gone wild.

"One hundred and five dollars."

"..."

"One hundred and ten dollars."

"..."

"One hundred and twenty dollars."

"..."

When the U.S. Stocks closed for the day.

Microcrystalline Technology crazily rose by fifty percent.

At this point.

The U.S. public isn’t surprised anymore, they know that all the continuously delivered and applied projection devices on TV show many people its prospects, seemingly more than the press conference scenes.

Even a fool knows.

Microcrystalline Technology is going to explode, naturally, people are buying.

Furthermore.

Those who can afford.

Are wealthy individuals.

After trial usage, they already have a gauge in their minds, media reports indicate several tycoons and institutions start pursuing investments, pulling multiple forces, Microcrystalline Technology nears one thousand five in one day.

...

Washington.

Neemu has spent a day trying it out.

Still hasn’t had enough.

Opens his computer, checks Microcrystalline Technology’s stock prices, and smiles, recalling this opportunity before the opening, he immediately began having someone handle it, buying over five million dollars in stock.

In just a few hours.

He’s earned about four million.

A few sports cars are in the bag, the money for buying the devices has also been recouped.

Haha.

He truly is too clever.

But.

Despite the profit, he hasn’t considered selling early, Microcrystalline Technology’s delivery has just begun, with the global investors’ awareness and actions, he believes this price isn’t the endpoint.

...

New York.

Ge Family Manor.

Ge Feng is dumbly grinning at the computer.

Profiting.

And profiting again.

Truly earning money lying down, of course, the premise is taking the right path and seizing opportunities, he is lucky, and the Ge Family is also lucky, having previously bet on Tang Qing.

Now reaping constant harvests.

In just a day.

The stock he holds has appreciated by more than two hundred million dollars.

Indeed.

Finding the right way.

Earning money becomes as easy as picking it up.

...

Ling’s Listing.

The first thing that many companies did upon receiving it was to dismantle it, wanting to see what technology was inside, the aim, naturally, was to mimic if possible, lest Microcrystalline Technology eat up everything.

However.

Upon dismantling.

Their hearts sank.

"What is this?"

A laboratory, several lab coats were dumbfounded, after taking apart Ling, the first sight was basic wiring and some circuit boards, recognizable and seemingly without difficulty.

Delighted.

Then they dismantled the projection core device.

Hmm?

What’s this tube inside?

Solution?

It’s even emitting a blue glow, turning off the lights, it’s luminescent.

No test conducted.

Yet their hearts sank, these years, the global scientific community’s biggest fear and enigma is solutions, because recent world-changing technologies are all related to solutions.

However.

They could not manufacture them cheaply or even at all.

This is a collective psychological shadow.

"Could it be... from there?"