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15. chapter15
September 29, Changzhou International Convention and Exhibition Center Main Hall, 3:28 pm.
Under the giant display screen, Tianhe's figure is very small.
"Capital's expectations of us can make a person; it can easily destroy a person."
At the high-tech summit, Wen Tianhe stood in the center of the stage and opened with such a sentence.
"I don't want to explain too much the recent rumors about epeus." Tian He raised his wrist and looked at his watch and said, "There are still two minutes before the opening of the Financial Times Index. function, predict the opening direction of the UK stock market today."
The venue was silent.
Speaking, Tian He raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply. On the big screen, countless information began to scroll, and in the earphone, Pu Luo's voice came: "This must be quite thrilling, the cost is huge, and the effect is very small, Tian He And, it's too late for you to change your mind now."
Tianhe did not answer, nor did he release the signal of repentance. Near the week before the summit, he spent six full days to improve this module, rewrite some areas, and add new analysis algorithms. Its accuracy has been fluctuating around 40%, and occasionally it can exceed 40%. 50%.
"Choose the Financial Times instead of Nasdaq," said thousands of people in the Tianhechao venue. "This way, you won't have to wait until night, and leave you until nine o'clock. If you make a wrong prediction, I think I will be caught by everyone. trample to death."
There was a burst of kind and restrained laughter in the venue. In fact, Tianhe did not re-introduce his company or look forward to the impact of computer technology on the future. He opened the analysis system in front of everyone, and attended the meeting. The audience was full of doubts, and it took a while to realize that he actually wanted to do a roadshow at the summit!
Towards the end of the data analysis, the scrolling screen suddenly stopped.
Pro: "I must faithfully remind you that this is your last chance, Tianhe."
"Ah," Tianhe said, "it's always a bit stuck. This software is too old, and some parts were developed by my father. For so many years, the two brothers haven't dealt with it properly. We only know how to pay for it."
Most of the people in the audience burst into laughter, but the participants in the first three rows stared at the big screen with serious expressions.
Tianhe said: "It's a pity that I can't give it two shots like an old-fashioned TV."
The data analysis continued to roll, and Tianhe's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. The layman might not understand it, but investors from hundreds of institutions sat in the summit venue, and nearly 90% of the city's investors from technology companies were present. . The technology industry may not understand what these data represent, but investors have rich experience in the financial industry, and they naturally understand.
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Many people also showed absurd expressions, because Wen Tianhe's operation can only coax laymen, even if the prediction accuracy can reach the so-called "amazing" 100% this time, it can't prove anything.
The analysis system pays attention to probability - using computer technology, from historical data and information capture, to find ways to target high probability events that cause excess returns, and formulate strategies accordingly. Computer analysis can reduce investors' conclusions that are influenced by expectations and mood swings, and avoid making irrational decisions in times of market enthusiasm or pessimism.
In other words, if Tianhe could use his card machine software to accurately predict 100 times in a row, and hit every time, then the guests in the first three rows of the venue would definitely kneel down and shout Dad, begging to buy this software, Otherwise, even if it's right today, it's only one time.
However, the prediction itself is not so important. Tianhe's actions to demonstrate the software here are the most important signals. This means that he is quite confident in the probability, so he dares to show it in front of the media and the government. Do a demo.
At 3:29, the results were presented on the big screen.
"Opening," Tianhe said, "the error is three points up and down."
On the stage and off the stage, both sides mocked each other in their hearts. Tianhe just stood quietly, without preparing any extra words to break the silence, and turned his eyes to the exit of the venue.
Guan Yue was not in his seat. Just three minutes before Tianhe came to the stage, he who was sitting in the first row temporarily answered a phone call, left the seat, and has not come back yet.
Earlier today, before entering the arena, Tianhe and Wu Shun were taking pictures of each other outside the arena. Tianhe did not expect Guan Yue to attend. It is not strange to invite the CEO of Qingsong Capital. What is strange is that Guan Yue rarely attends. Today Qingsong not only decided to attend, but Guan Yue also agreed to accept an interview at the venue. It will start at four o’clock.
Guan Yue was wearing a casual thin sweater today, the collar of his shirt was turned over, his hair was cut short, and he was very casual. When he appeared quietly, Tianhe's eyes flashed and he almost didn't recognize him.
"Stay and wait for me when it's over." Guan Yue didn't even look at Wu Shun, he said to the sky.
Tian He is used to bringing his own flashing special effects every time Guan Yue comes on stage. In front, Qingsong executives opened the way, and a group of reporters chased after him. Today, Guan Yue is so silent. startled.
Seeing Guan Yue, Wu Shun wisely walked aside to avoid him.
Tianhe: "There is something else, next time."
Puluo said: "Tianhe, if you succeed, it will not be so easy to leave today; if you fail, there should be nothing else."
Guan Yue: "It's very important."
Guan Yue's expression softened a lot, and a little blue was sprayed on his body. It was the smell that Tianhe loved and was most familiar with in the past. He had to admit that Guan Yue's move brought it back a little after the last conversation. Negative favorability.
"Let's talk about it." Tianhe said, "The thing I want to do most now is to go back to take a bath, eat a big meal, and get a good night's sleep."
Guan Yue: "How much did you pay for today?"
Tianhe said: "Do you expect me to say that I regret rejecting you? That way I can lie at home and wait to burn the money you delivered to my door, instead of attending this summit."
Guan Yue looked at Wu Shun, who was standing under the large glass window with his back to them, his brows raised slightly, as if thinking, and he left without saying anything.
"We're in the arena." Wu Shun came back and said kindly to the sky, "Let's start, come on."
Tian He was arranged to sit on the edge of the second row, looking not far away, Guan Yue was sitting next to the person in charge of the organizer and several officials, listening politely to the other party, just listening, not speaking, keeping him consistent style.
Guan Yue's government relations are very good, half from his family, and half from the attitude implied behind his sentence "I am a Chinese". Although there are few opportunities to deal with the government, and he doesn't talk much when they meet, everyone evaluates him as a "stable and decent young man".
Of course, there are gains and losses. The government likes him, and the headquarters of Qingsong does not like him so much.
When Tianhe finished putting on makeup after arriving at the venue, it could be seen from the backstage that the host was introducing the history of epeus for nearly 20 years. The background screen was playing ppt, and Tianhe saw that at this moment, Guan Yue answered a call. , put on the Bluetooth headset, get up, and leave the seat.
After Tianhe came on stage, Guan Yue's seat was still empty, and the treasurer named Mario in the back watched anxiously. He just glanced at it casually and started his performance.
On the big screen, the minute hand jumped one step, pointing to half past three.
The screen at the venue flipped to show today's London stock market, with the previous forecast on the left and the opening data of the Financial Times Index on the right - there was an indistinct commotion in the audience.
The voice of the discussion suddenly brought Tianhe back to reality from the memory. When he looked at the screen, Tianhe's heartbeat stopped instantly.
Puluo: "This is really the blessing of the goddess of luck to you."
Financial Times opening report: .
Tian and himself were a little dizzy. After making predictions for ten days in a row, this was the most accurate time for both individual stocks and the broader market.
There was applause from the audience, no matter what the probability is, such a prediction result is quite rare, Wu Shun couldn't help but whistled to the stage with a smile.
"Tianhe, speak quickly," Pro said, "or they'll see through your expression."
Tianhe said calmly: "Well, I only have one thing to say about this."
"This is epeus, this is us, and I hope there will be more opportunities to change the world in the future."
Puluo: "Also, Tianhe, you forgot! Also!"
Tianhe nodded politely, turned to step down, and the applause became even more enthusiastic. The host had just stepped onto the stage, but Tianhe remembered something and walked back quickly.
"Dizzy with joy." Tianhe smiled, "Please look at the Nasdaq index tonight."
China time and the Nasdaq forecast for tonight were displayed on the screen. The audience stopped applauding and took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Tianhe is a little regretful, it is unlikely that this kind of luck will appear a second time.
But the second prediction is necessary, and I have to pray that God will give me another blessing. If the first time is just a performance, the real winner will be the second prediction tonight after the summit.
After leaving the stage, Tianhe returned to his seat and sat down. Wu Shun patted him on the shoulder. Tianhe smiled at him and whispered, "I haven't handed in the papers yet. I have to wait for the US market to open in the evening."
Wu Shun whispered: "The moment just now is enough to go down in history."
Tianhe laughed and said, "I feel like I won the lottery."
Wu Shun smiled without saying a word, and Pu Luo said: "The probability is higher than buying a two-color ball. If you guess, you only need to be accurate to two numbers. The probability is..."
Tianhe took off his earphones and didn't want to listen to Promoji anymore.
The next one to play is Ronghui Ventures, with the theme of promoting technology and focusing on the future. After Ronghui Ventures is over, it's time for a coffee break. The time period that Wang Su arranged for Tianhe was indeed quite precious. He moved Ronghui to the last stage, and specially let Tianhe come to the finale. Tianhe wanted to thank him, but Wang Su left after he stepped down.
"Going for afternoon tea?" Wu Shunzheng suggested, but he regained his senses and said, "You have to wait for President Guan, remember."
Tianhe had promised Wu Shun to drink afternoon tea together to thank him, but Wu Shun was very considerate and said, "Then I'll go back to the unit first and make an appointment for another day?"
Tianhe said, "I'll come to the door another day to thank you."
Wu Shun said: "You're welcome, ask Zijian to meet again during the holiday, and leave."
As soon as Wu Shun left, someone came to look for Tianhe, and he handed over his business card. Tianhe smiled and chatted in a low voice, and found that there were a few others waiting.
"Call me when you're free."
"Wen Tianhe, are you free to chat after the meeting?"
Tianhe received a few business cards, all of which were VCs and funds. Many of them must be trying to understand the effect of his software iterations, or some people may want to invest in epeus, or both. As long as there are real materials, the gold owners are usually willing to spend money. They can not only control the technical achievements, exclude competitors, but also make money. In exchange for Wen Tianyue, most of the time he just said a haha, crossed Erlang's legs, and let the investor stand and chat casually.
Tianhe got up, received all the business cards politely, and politely said, "The new software is still in the research and development stage. We will see the results tonight. I will definitely visit after the festival."
Investors don't care much about attitude. As long as you can make money, I can make you happy with shit; if you can't make money, it's useless to show your determination. But people with a good attitude, everyone likes them, everyone nodded to him, and after a short tea break, they chatted a few words, and then went back to their places. Wu Shun's seat was empty, and many people were afraid that he would suddenly come back. No one dared to sit in his seat to talk to Tianhe, and Tianhe didn't dare to move around.
The technology summit forum started in the second half, and the first theme was about investment in technology companies.
There were five single sofas on the stage, the CEOs of the four funds took their seats, and there was applause from the audience. These few people have seen each other every day, including the boss of the heads of the two funds who came to collect debts. Today is really an industry event.
Pro said, "What are you thinking?"
Tianhe: "I'm thinking that if a grenade is thrown on the stage at this time, the A-shares will definitely collapse tomorrow."
Puluo: "I thought you were thinking, when will Guan Yue come."
The small sofa in the center was still empty, and Tianhe gloated: "Guess he dares to let the audience wait for him for seven hours?"
Tianhe knew that the thoughts of everyone in the venue must be the same as him - everyone was waiting to hear Guan Yue of "Silence is Golden", how many words will he say today.
"It's really interesting." Someone whispered from behind, "This is Guan Yue's first time participating in the forum."
Another person teased: "Would you like to ask him to give a tongue twister on the spot later?"
"Mr. Guan is stuck on something." One of the oldest fund owners said calmly, "We won't wait for him, let's start first."
"Anyway, he always listens more and speaks less." The boss of Conrad Fund said with a smile.
The audience immediately burst into laughter. Just as it was about to begin, Guan Yue stepped onto the stage, and applause immediately broke out from the audience. Guan Yue took Mai Dai and nodded, expressing his apology.
The host then asked him to sit down on the small sofa in the middle.
"C position." Tianhe smiled.
"Qingsong is the biggest moneymaker for many tech companies, and it makes sense," Plow said.
Tianhe: "Where did you learn this kind of words, Pu Luo, why do you often come up with some inexplicable words?"
"I study non-stop on Sina Weibo every day," said Puluo.
"Today, let's talk about the financial support and prospect analysis for technology companies in the next three years..."
Tian He looked at Guan Yue, Guan Yue didn't wear makeup, just trimmed his hair and eyebrows before coming. After sitting down, he adjusted his posture a little, then he didn't move. Tianhe.
When the spotlight came down, Guan Yue, who was wearing no makeup, was still shockingly handsome. The camera panned over, and the planner urged the photographer to keep saying, "Give him more shots."
Tianhe whispered: "The organizer let him sit in the C position, he should just think that this will improve the ratings."
Puluo: "You are a little jealous of him, Tianhe, this summit is not broadcast live."
Tianhe said jealously, "Don't spread rumors, why am I jealous of him?"
Guan Yue is really handsome, with the kind of aura that is like a blade, he can cut anything at any time when he encounters it. Among the five star investors, he is the youngest and earns the most money. The money he makes alone is equivalent to the sum of the four companies around him.
Puluo: "I searched for reviews in magazines, and they believed that these four investors, like a money printing machine, were printing money all the time. As for Guanyue... He just took out a blank piece of paper and put it on the Write an amount, and that blank piece of paper will directly turn into a banknote of equivalent value."
Tianhe: "Is it the kind of paper money used to burn?"
"What about Mr. Guan, who is known as 'touching stone into gold'?" the host laughed, "what do you think?"
Guan Yue is about to speak! Off the field, hold your breath for a moment, wait and see.
"Not optimistic." Tianhe whispered.
"Not optimistic." Guan Yue said simply.
Sure enough, the answer was exactly the same as imagined, everyone laughed, and Tianhe bowed and laughed.
Moderator: "Why?"
Tianhe laughed, and said intermittently, "It's obvious...obvious!"
Sure enough, Guan Yue said coldly, "Obviously."
Although these words seem to be unspoken, they are concise and comprehensive, and the amount of information is very large. With just four words, they scolded a large number of technology companies present. Many tech companies have been unable to complete their bets for years, institutions are constantly putting pressure on them, and CEOs are overwhelmed, either cheating or rolling the floor.
There was another burst of laughter off the court, Tianhe couldn't help laughing, and said, "Puluo, can you tell me what he's here for?"
"I remember that Qingsong didn't want to invest in technology startups this year." The founder of another fund helped the host save the game.
Guan Yue thought.
The laughter grew louder and louder, as if it was no longer important what was said on stage, and Guan Yue's answer went far beyond the information technology content of the speeches of the group of money printing machines.
Moderator: "But I still have to give everyone here some confidence."
"It's not accurate to say that, this year we only voted for one," Guan Yue said, "the only one."
The laughter in the audience gradually stopped, and Guan Yue aroused curiosity for a while, and Guan Yue said, "epeus."
Tianhe: "..."
There was a whisper of surprise at the venue, and Tian He suddenly realized that something was wrong, but Guan Yue's sharp eyes glanced at him directly, Tian He took a deep breath and frowned deeply.
Pro: "Calm down."
Tianhe: "What do you mean?"
Pro: "I can't stand up at this time and yell 'Liar! He's a Liar!' It's embarrassing."
Tianhe: "..."
Guan Yue said: "I believe that after seven years of precipitation, epeus will be able to hand over a dazzling transcript for us."
The audience fell silent, and another founder of the fund smiled and said, "I said, is this a small notice issued by Qingsong in advance?"
"What notice?" Guan Yue pressed his fingers against it, puzzled.
The host said: "In the first half, epeus accurately predicted the opening of the Financial Times Index for us today, accurate to one decimal place."
Guan Yue nodded, separated his fingers slightly, and replied, "I didn't see it, I have something to do. Qing Song submitted a proposal a month ago."
Everyone was at a loss, and Guan Yue added: "Precise prediction? Let's take a chance."
The audience burst into laughter again, Tian He really wanted to go on stage at this time, punch Guan Yue and knock him over on stage.
Guan Yue signaled everyone to continue talking, and the host turned the topic away. When others spoke, Guan Yue waved to the host, and the host went over, bowed, and whispered a few words in her ear, The host nodded. In the entire forum that followed, the moderator showed a strong professional level. No matter what topic was thrown to Guan Yue, the moderator could pick it up beautifully. Guan Yue just nodded or thought, without saying a word, but watching from the sidelines Come, Guan Yue has already participated in the entire forum.
At the end of the summit, Tianhe walked out of the venue. At the end of September, the autumn wind was bleak. He walked quickly into the parking lot, and Guan Yue's car drove over.
Tianhe ignored him, got into his sports car, and drove away.
Guan Yue's car followed Tianhe, Tianhe drove his sports car away, saw Guan Yue calling himself, and hung up.
Guan Yue patiently followed behind, always driving with Tianhe. Tianhe drove the car to the country park ring road outside the venue and stepped on the accelerator.
The sports car made a "hum" sound, full of anger, and slammed away.
The Audi r8 behind also made a "hum" sound, full of horsepower, and followed.
As long as Tianhe accelerates, he can get rid of him at any time, but he can't speed up the car. The red light, the sports car stops, the green light, the sports car makes a right turn, and there is no speeding.
So people in the park, watching a Lamborghini driving feebly and roaring "buzz", followed by an Audi r8, circled the road outside the park again and again.
Lamborghini "buzz" once, Audi "buzz" once, Lamborghini "buzz" twice, Audi also "buzz" twice, like two dogs barking at each other.
"Dead rich!" someone shouted on the road, "sick you!"
Puluo: "You have taken him around forty-five laps, do you want to hear what he wants to say?"
Tianhe: "I think what time will he follow him. If he has the ability, he will follow him until tomorrow morning."
Pro: "That way your car will run out of gas first."
Tianhe: "..."
When Tianhe drove to the 51st lap, he finally turned around and got on the elevated, and r8 followed. At six o'clock in the evening, the whole city was stuck in traffic, and Tianhe had lost his temper. He followed him wherever he went.
"It's time to refuel." Pu Luo reminded kindly, "There is a camera 50 meters ahead, turn right and go straight for one kilometer to find a gas station."
Tianhe had to drive the car to the gas station, and r8 followed, and the two cars were filled with gas. It was even more impossible for Tianhe and Guan Yue.
Tianhe kicked the car door, went over to refuel, the r8 stopped at the gas station on the other side, Guan Yue got out of the car and walked over, took out his card and paid the bill for the two of them.
Tianhe wanted to go home for dinner and was already hungry, but Guan Yue said, "I have something to say."
Tianhe stared at Guan Yue and took a deep breath.
Guan Yue: "Want to quarrel at the gas station? Today's talk has exceeded the quota."
But the next moment, Tianhe didn't make any sound, took a step to the left, lowered his head, and bowed slowly.
Guan Yue: "!!!"
Tianhe raised his hand, motioning to get out of the way, working for too long and eating too little, which made him dizzy.
"It's okay, I'm just hungry."
Guan Yue opened the car door, put one hand under Tian He's arm, put his arms around his waist, and took him into the car. Tian He staggered, sat in the passenger seat, and Guan Yue fastened his seat belt.
Pro: "Your blood sugar is a bit low."
Tianhe only drank a cup of coffee before going out, but it was much better once he sat down. Through the car window, he watched Guan Yue get into his car, drove to the parking lot, stopped, returned to the driver's seat, and brought him a bottle by the way.Cola.
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