Chapter 316: 069 Operations

Baixiaosheng officially listed on the NASDAQ in the United States, with stock code BAX, offering 14.16 million American Depositary Shares at a price of $11.00 per share.

The opening price on the first day was $12.30, a modest 11.8% increase over the offering price, with a market cap exceeding $900 million, equivalent to over 6 billion Huaxia currency.

Although the shares in their hands could not be immediately cashed out, whether it was Song Yufeng, Zhong Zhiling, Liu Hao, and others present,

“It’s the third fleet’s interception network! That’s the enemy’s battlecruiser!” the lieutenant glanced once and shouted loudly, his face flushed with excitement.

“Right now, Mengmeng is in Xie An’s hands—can I just walk up and see him?” Wei Jie sighed.

Even if Tianmo went to capture it himself now, he probably couldn’t catch it either?

Shockwave: Each time a player collides with an opponent, a powerful shockwave is generated, dealing 400% damage to all enemies within a 100-meter radius.

Below this realm, Xiang Yu’s side can crush opponents; but at this realm, Xiang Yu is the one being crushed.

“Huh? A headless mount?” Song Ming sensed something profoundly strange and couldn’t help exclaiming in surprise.

Gu Yue’s grateful words were lavish, making Song Ming’s head spin—he never expected this guy to be so good at flattery, leaving Song Ming feeling light-headed.

“Verifying this isn’t hard—you just need to pick one ranged weapon you feel most drawn to and connected with,” Xiang Yu said.

He believed that if he asked the Moon Goddess right now for photos, videos, or even private shots or photo shoots, she would very likely agree.

The uncle knew Zhang Yi was in a hurry; as soon as they got out of the car, he led Zhang Yi straight to his stinky tofu workshop, even neglecting his own wife.

Laura glanced at Ada and Caesar; seeing both nod to indicate they were leaving the matter to her, Laura walked toward Jack holding the ancient coin.

Her surgery is scheduled in three days; after that, whether she remembers the beta test will be entirely up to fate—with no guarantee.

He merely glanced briefly and grasped the situation; as Mo Chou turned back hurriedly and before she could speak, he stepped backward, choosing the safest route.

After thinking of this, Zhao Wanqing regretted that her kick earlier hadn’t been hard enough—she probably wouldn’t get another chance.

With everything prepared, Xia Nuan began planning the auction budget: each garment must sell for at least 200,000—200,000 was already the minimum, since these were clothes worn by Ye Sicheng; pricing them at a million wasn’t excessive.

“Ge Li, I’m returning this slap on your behalf—as an apology,” Ye Sicheng asked Ge Li, who stood beside him, stunned.

Cui Yunyi didn’t bother with him; he’d finally caught his breath and wanted to rush back home for a good sleep—last night’s sleepless torment had worn him out.

Dozens of core family members had died, yet no one knew who the enemy was—something unprecedented.

Superman was blasted away, piercing building after building like a phantom shadow before vanishing from everyone’s sight.

Tian Xuan’s tightly shut eyes suddenly flew open, a streak of black light shooting out and scattering the blood aura ahead.

“It’s fine—how delicate are you? This is the third child,” Su Changle glared at him, then turned to Rong Chiyue, “Sweet son, it’s been barely a month—how did you get even handsomer?” With that, she planted a loud kiss on his cheek.

On March 1st, the Baren Steppe remained unusually cold; the ice on Baiyin Zhuo’er had turned into a vast snowy expanse—snow reflecting sunlight looked whiter still, and the entire steppe stretched in endless white.

Lü Luo nearby felt slightly concerned—the Prince had already drunk three pots of tea tonight; if he kept getting up so often, he might catch a chill.