The perfect future of rebirth

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"You said, should we sell some of Twitter's shares to Samsung?"

After thinking about it, Zheng Yao suggested to Zhao Fusheng.

Twitter?

Zhao Fusheng was startled, and looked at Zheng Yao in surprise.

Obviously, Zheng Yao's proposal was absolutely out of his consideration.

"The value of Facebook is unquestionable, and I don't want to regret it in the future." Zheng Yao shrugged and said seriously to Zhao Fusheng: "So, I think, if Samsung is willing, we can sell a part of Twitter shares to them , For example, about [-]%, and then let them be our white knights, and when we encounter difficulties, help us enter the board of directors of Ali, how about it?"

sluggish!

stunned!

Looking at Zheng Yao, Zhao Fusheng really wanted to ask, in the same nine years, Ru Hexiu?

This idea is simply too broad!

After thinking about it, he asked cautiously: "Then what if the other party is unwilling? After all, Twitter's valuation is only a few hundred million dollars, which is too little, and there is no way to compare with Ali or even Facebook."

Zheng Yao shook her head: "I have read Twitter's report. According to Dong Chenxi's documents, Twitter has just completed its second round of financing. A company with a second round of financing worth 1000 million U.S. dollars, even if its market value does not exceed [-] billion after listing, At least there will be tens of billions of dollars, I don't believe that Samsung is not tempted..."

Zhao Fusheng was silent, he was thinking hard, not whether Zheng Yao's strategy was feasible, but whether there was any information about Twitter in his memory of his previous life.

After all, the longer he was reborn, the more blurred Zhao Fusheng's memory of the world he used to be. In addition, he is also an ordinary person, so he has to work hard to remember many things.

"Twitter, Twitter..."

Frowning tightly, Zhao Fusheng was thinking hard.

Ok?

He suddenly remembered.

If I remember correctly, I once read a report, but I forgot when it was, but it said that the development of Twitter after its listing was not smooth. Investors originally thought that this company would be the next Facebook or Google. Unexpectedly, the development of Twitter was surpassed by Huaxia's Weibo.

In my impression, the market value of Weibo seems to be only more than 100 billion US dollars, but Zhao Fusheng doesn't remember exactly.

In other words, the future development of Twitter is not as good as Zheng Yao thought.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng suddenly smiled.

"Um, what are you laughing at?" Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng strangely, wondering why this guy was so strange, she suddenly laughed out of nowhere, could it be that her suggestion just now was very strange?

"nothing,"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, and said to Zheng Yao: "I think your suggestion is very thoughtful."

"Is it?"

Zheng Yao was stunned for a moment, but then she beamed with joy. Obviously, she thought that Zhao Fusheng was about to change his mind.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fusheng said seriously: "I think so, how about we sell 20.00% of Twitter's shares to Samsung in exchange for Samsung's support?"

20.00%?

Zheng Yao was startled, and looked at Zhao Fusheng in surprise.

You know, Twitter is now valued at 60.00 million US dollars, and Zhao Fusheng owns [-]% of the shares.According to him, it is tantamount to giving up control of Twitter.

Is this guy crazy?

"What's the matter, didn't you suggest it?" Zhao Fusheng smiled, looked at Zheng Yao and said.

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Yaoxiu frowned slightly, a little surprised, obviously, she didn't quite understand Zhao Fusheng's words.

"You, don't make things too complicated."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly, and explained to Zheng Yao: "Think about it, this is actually just a multiple-choice question."

multiple choice?

Zheng Yao was taken aback.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, and explained lightly: "Yes, it depends on Li Jianxi and us, who has a longer-term vision!"

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Yao immediately understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

This guy is gambling again!

Chapter 1 Thirty Crazy Plans

Until she left Zhao Fusheng's house, Zheng Yao's mind was muddled.

She didn't quite understand what kind of medicine Zhao Fusheng was selling in Hululi!

Twitter's shares, do you really want to give up?

"What did you talk to Zheng Yao about?"

Fan Baobao followed Zhao Fusheng to see them off, and then asked Zhao Fusheng in a low voice: "How do I see that when she left, she seemed a little lost."

"It's nothing, she is probably a little confused."

Zhao Fusheng laughed, waved his hand, and said to Fan Baobao.

confused?

Hearing these two words, even Fan Baobao was a little puzzled.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and didn't explain anything.

It's too complicated, even if she explains it to Fan Baobao, she probably doesn't quite understand it.

Back in his room, Zhao Fusheng found out the information of Facebook, Twitter and Ali, and looked at them.

After a long time, he raised his head and let out a long breath.

I have to say that the inspiration Zheng Yao gave him really gave him new ideas.

Finding a piece of paper, Zhao Fusheng wrote down the highest market value of these companies in his memory.

Facebook, with the highest market value of 9000 billion US dollars, now owns 30.00% of the shares.

Ali, with a market value of 3000 billion U.S. dollars, is the same as Samsung, and now owns 20.00% of the shares.