Paris, France.

A white-collar worker finished the work at hand, then poured a cup of coffee and logged into Twitter leisurely.

He recently met a female student and was about to make an appointment (you know).

As soon as I logged in, Twitter made a "Didi" sound.

Could it be that the girl was thinking about herself? The white-collar worker was very happy and clicked on the message while drinking coffee.

puff!

As soon as he drank all the coffee in his mouth sprayed onto the screen, he stood up in horror.

Damn, what is this?

Next to him, his colleague came over in surprise, trying to see what was so fussy.

"fuk! How is it possible?!"

My colleague was shocked and jumped up as if he was scared by a fierce ghost.

This move surrounded everyone in the office.

"Damn, is this true?"

"Is that terrifying prodigy going to tweet?"

"So, we can follow his news at any time in the future? 666, hurry up and go to the official Twitter website to see if it is true!"

...

Everyone hurried back to their seats and logged into the Twitter website...

As soon as they logged in, everyone saw a huge banner on the homepage of Twitter.

The banner is dark red, bright red, dazzling red, full of endless joy.

On the left of this huge banner is a cute child sticking out his tongue, and on the other side is a young and beautiful girl with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, everyone recognized them.

"Oh my God, it's the prodigy Ike!"

"And Miss Alice, the British rose!"

really!

They guessed very correctly, and a line of words shining in the center of the banner:

The prodigy Ike and Miss Alice will open their Twitter account in three days, so stay tuned.

There is also a countdown below this line of characters. The time is counting down:

71:56:.

71:56:22.

71:56:21.

...

"Oh my God, this news is true!"

"I have 71 hours left, I want to pay attention to him!"

"I should pay attention to him too, and I should pay attention to him as soon as possible!"

White-collar workers shouted excitedly. Among these white-collar workers, one girl was so anxious that she seemed to be about to cry.

"What should I do if I don't have Twitter? I'm using Facebook!"

The male colleague came over enthusiastically: "You register now, it's still time, otherwise the Twitter server will be paralyzed later, and you'll be done!"

"Oh, oh, oh! I'll register now, register now!"

I have to say that this male colleague's guess is very accurate.

Just ten minutes after Twitter announced this major news, hundreds of millions of netizens around the world flocked to Twitter's official website, and the number was still increasing rapidly...

After 20 minutes, it reached 200 million.

After 30 minutes, it reached 380 million.

If there is huge traffic, the Twitter server will no longer be able to maintain normal operation and will be forced to restart.

Those are multiple large computer groups!

US. Twitter Headquarters.

The chief technology officer was commanding the technicians to restart the server with sweat.

In the president's office, the president was also making calls with sweat. The target of the call was ibm (International Commercial Machinery Company), the largest computer manufacturer in the United States.

"Hey, hey, I'm Dick Costello of Twitter, we want to buy a computer group, oh no, we want two, we want two!"

"What? Are you serious? What you want is a computer group, not a computer? Two more?"

"Really, swear to God! Please hurry up, we won't bargain this time, please, please!"

“…”

The power of money made ibm install two computer groups for Twitter in just half a day.

However, even at such a magical speed, netizens around the world scolded Twitter.

Because many people cannot open the registration page at all. Even if they are lucky enough to open it, the network will be as slow as a turtle.

At 20 o'clock in the evening.

The entire Twitter company headquarters is still brightly lit, and everyone has to work overtime all night today, even the president is no exception.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

There was a hurried knock on the door in the president's office. In an instant, the beautiful female secretary rushed in anxiously.

"Mr. President, this is today's statistics table. Please take a look!"

President Dick didn't even raise his head, he was still looking at the planning plan made by the publicity department.

"read!"

"Yes, sir! Starting from 1pm today, the number of active people online was 8 million, and then soared to 90 million in the next half hour, reaching its peak at 3pm, at 180 million."

"In addition, so far, the number of new registered users has been 200 million, and it is still growing one after another."

"In addition, several investment banks on Wall Street called for consultation, hoping that Twitter can launch a new round of financing again."

"Also, on the New York Stock Exchange, our Twitter closing price today is $60.20 per share!"

What?!

President Dick suddenly looked up, his eyes shooting out faint light like a hungry wolf.

"How much do you say? What is our closing price?!"

The female secretary's voice was trembling: "$50.20!"

Hearing this number, President Dick gasped. Even though he was in charge of an online social overlord company like Twitter, he was scared, really scared.

because……

He clearly remembered that the closing price of Twitter yesterday was only 25.73.

What does this mean?

This shows that in the past half day, the recommended stock price has risen by 100%, which means that Twitter's market value has increased from 40 billion to 80 billion.

I made $40 billion in half a day!

This is the global financial market!

Oh, my god, I'm rich, I've made a fortune this time!

"Hurry, go to the phone and notify all major shareholders!"

"Yes, sir!"

...

faebook (Facebook, Twitter’s old rival) headquarters. President’s Office.

"Why? Why?!"

The Facebook president yelled angrily, and in front of him were a row of company executives.

All the executives lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Bang!"

The Facebook president swept the table, and all the things on the table were swept to the ground, making loud noises.

"For the past three years, the prodigy was chatting with his Alice with our fae waves. Why did you go to Twitter now? What are you doing? Why didn't you send someone to win him over? Say, say!"

An executive replied voluntarily: "We thought that before the little prodigy became an adult, we would not be able to contact the Internet anymore, but how could we know..."
To be continued...