Chapter 814: Miss Liu's New Room Construction Plan; Only 204 Million Short!

In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of another year.

Last night's ByteDance-system Series D funding round was held very successfully, with 9% of shares divested, raising 1 billion US dollars, and the latest valuation at 11 billion dollars.

I heard it was Sequoia Capital's second entry, and also added CCB International. As expected, they are all giants in the financial sector.

It was also exactly as the founder said last night: the ByteDance system has not lacked money since the Series C funding round the year before last; the reason it keeps raising funds is that it wants other

At this moment, behind the Buddha, a large bulge suddenly appeared. The bulge twisted and shook, constantly entangling with the Buddha's light. At times it was suppressed by the Buddha's light, and at other times the black light broke through the seal and confinement, revealing a human face expression, constantly shaking and flowing within the body, wanting to break out.

A massive underground space, about a hundred meters high, jagged and irregular, with a broad floor descending in three stepped tiers.

The ancients said that a single word gained is worth a thousand gold pieces. Your words are deeply worthy of praise. Now I bestow upon you a gold pot and a gold bowl, one each. Though not worth a thousand yi, these are items I personally use.

At this moment, the eerie patients in the hallway all cast their gazes over, filled with ill intent.

"Hmph, short-sighted, aren't you? This is called changduanju, also called ci, created by the scholar Zhu Zhu Tinglong of the Great Ning." A great Confucian of Great Ning retorted.

Zhu Zhu Tinglong let out a long sigh of relief. So it was to urge him to tutor properly. He cupped his hands toward the Prince of Lu, but the Prince of Lu pressed his hands down.

Heinrich asked thus: if the Countermeasures Bureau had a method to kill Garman, then annihilating people like them would be child's play.

Watching the human before him get into the car, the staff member's gaze drifted slightly, but still, relying on solid professionalism, proceeded with the instructions.

That fat person actually pressed a solid human-shaped imprint into the soft accumulated snow. The snow on the nearby trees was shaken off, and the branches kept trembling for a long time.

Instead, upon hearing his beloved disciple's question, he let out a hearty laugh, then began teaching Han Feng step by step, hand in hand.

Fang Feng Qingyang's curse technique began to take effect, and the black flames on the body of the Heaven-Piercing Giant Axe began to extinguish.

"I feel one half of my body getting hot, the other half cold, numb and itchy, not very comfortable." Song Ying twisted her body slightly, a little awkwardly.

"Tianxin, the power of the Nine Wounds of Sun-Extinction in your hands grows greater and greater!" The Dark Demon Dragon saw the three arrows shot by Tianxin, each more powerful than the last, and could not help exclaiming in amazement.

"Hmph, finally revealed your beast form?" Old Dandi gave a light shout, his hands dancing along mysterious trajectories in the void. Mysterious lines emerged from the void, then sank into the critical points of the heavy-profit world.

When she was in her prime, he was thus; when she was trampled by others, he was also thus — neither close nor distant, neither intimate nor aloof.

Another three stones flew up, and their shoulder bones snapped with the sound. More and more onlookers gathered. Yi Shui and Yi Lingbo also caught up, and seeing this scene, they felt some reluctance, but they knew Chen Xing had done nothing wrong. These people deserved some punishment.

Qin Lu's words shocked everyone. Even Situ Ying was stunned, and Ling Yu let out a great roar and pounced toward Qin Lu.

The plain, unadorned carriage left the imperial palace and headed straight for the Third Imperial Prince's residence. Inside the carriage, Ruan Mianmian nestled in Feng Jiuyou's arms, actually wanting to avoid him.

"Who are you? Why did you sneak into my Holy Sword Sect? What is your purpose? If you don't explain yourself clearly to me, I won't be polite to you!" Cui Jian Wuxin stared at the black shadow before him and said in a deep voice.

"Wow, just a few days apart and Brother Gu has actually already successfully cultivated the Condensing Origin Art's Foundation Establishment Gong Fa — truly congratulations." Ao Que, seeing Gu Qiu's figure, offered his congratulations.

"Fleeing is an action only necessary when the opponent is stronger than oneself. But right now, it hasn't reached the point where fleeing is needed, has it?" As if he had long anticipated the other party's puzzled reaction, the green-haired man continued to answer with a light smile.