355 Who are we? We are retail investors.

Wang Shaojun's response was like winning the lottery for the genius youth, Xiao Huohuo.

"Holy shit? Is it really Brother Jun? I thought someone was impersonating Brother Jun to comment on my post. Wait a second... brothers, what do those four words from Brother Jun mean?"

"Sigh~ I told you not to drop out of school to be a simp. Now look at you, you don't even know what a 'green hat' means. Let me explain it to you: Brother Jun's meaning is that the time hasn't come yet; when the time is right, he'll go and give you a hat."

"Get lost. If he's a high school graduate, you're at most a middle school graduate. Genius youth, don't listen to him. Isn't Brother Jun's meaning obvious? Your hunch was right; the time just hasn't come yet."

"Holy shit, it's a sure thing. With Brother Jun's official response, the IPO is definitely happening. I can't wait; while there's still time, I need to work more overtime to make more money so I can go all-in when the time comes."

"Then you're really not cut out for this. Working is too slow. I'm going to take out online loans—max out a dozen platforms and just go all-in."

"Don't rush yet. Brother Jun said the time hasn't come. If you take out loans now and the IPO hasn't happened yet, you'll have spent all the money. You can't just borrow blindly; you need a plan."

Just then, a clear-headed netizen suddenly commented.

"Have you guys lost sight of yourselves? What are we? We're retail investors! Do you think it's our turn to eat this kind of meat? Even if a few lucky ones manage to buy in, the stock price will already be sky-high."

Seeing this, Wang Shaojun couldn't help but smile. He closed TikTok and thought: Finally, someone who understands.

What are retail investors? Anyone with small capital is a retail investor. Aside from anything else, the single fact of an overseas listing blocks more than half of them.

If you want to buy those stocks, opening an account is an issue.

Because of his four words, many people had already begun quietly preparing. Some were even considering using their money to open Hong Kong stock accounts.

Five hundred thousand is definitely an astronomical sum for many retail investors. So even after Heavenly Palace Media goes public, it will basically have nothing to do with them because they won't be able to buy in.

It wasn't just them; even institutions and hot money were starting to eye Heavenly Palace Group.

Although Heavenly Palace Group had listed subsidiaries, for these speculators, the stock prices had already reached a very high level. The higher the price, the greater the risk.

But a newly listed company was different. They could take the very first bite of the meat, and eating until their mouths were dripping with grease wouldn't be a problem.

Meanwhile!

In Mexico, on the other side of the ocean!

The washing powder cartels here were extremely rampant. Guns were so prevalent that street gunfights could be seen from time to time.

For example, right now! On a narrow road, two groups of people were chasing each other in cars, completely ignoring any obstacles ahead. As long as a car could pass, they slammed the gas to the floor and went into a full-on rampage.

It was a real-life Fast and Furious scene. Pedestrians on the roadside, though used to it, still had to dodge; after all, who knew if a car would plow straight into them the next second?

Inside a roadside restaurant, two men sat by the window, watching the scene outside. One of them joked, "These guys really aren't afraid of death, daring to cause trouble on Hydra's turf."

"Heh, it's normal. They aren't even afraid of death for money. Of course, there's an Eastern saying... oh, right, 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.' Besides, Hydra has been quiet lately, so they want to take the chance to make a quick buck."

"Oh my god~ then they're in for some bad luck."

"Why?"

"You haven't been here long, so it's normal you don't know. When Hydra is quiet, it precisely means it's the calm before the storm. You have no idea; back when Hydra first became famous, the underworld here was a complete bloodbath."

Sixty percent of the factions were swallowed up by them. And from what I know of Hydra, they seem to conduct a massive purge every once in a while.

Because of this, some say Hydra is a faction backed by the authorities. Of course, that's clearly nonsense; you only need to ask around a bit to know what kind of organization Hydra really is."

Hearing this, the man sitting opposite felt his curiosity piqued.

"fuck~ you've successfully piqued my interest. Tell me more."

"Well... I don't know that much. From what I've heard, they've been spotted in Southeast Asia, and they're quite active there."

After saying that, the man suddenly thought of something and quickly glanced around cautiously. He sighed in relief when he saw no one was paying attention to them.

"Forget it, I shouldn't say too much. Discussing an organization like that is an easy way to get burned."

Seeing his nervous state, the person sitting across from him stopped asking.

The two exchanged a look and quickly stood up to pay at the counter. But when they got there, the cashier told them someone had already settled their bill.

The cashier's words left them puzzled. Someone had paid for them?

"Excuse me, did they leave a name or any other information?"

The cashier said with frustration, "Oh~ damn it, I was so busy I almost forgot. He didn't leave a name, but he left a message saying that you seem to know Hydra very well. Oh, and he's one of Hydra's people."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two were instantly stunned, especially upon hearing those last few words: someone from Hydra?

The man who had been talking about Hydra earlier broke into a cold sweat, feeling as if Death itself had just brushed past him.

Without any hesitation, he quickly pulled out a few dozen us dollars from his pocket and tossed them to the cashier. "Thank you. If you see him again, please return the money to him. Keep the change as a tip."

With that, he quickly pulled his friend out of the restaurant.

"You seem very afraid?"

"No, no, no, my friend, I'm not. Don't talk nonsense. But I think I'll be going on a trip elsewhere for a while."

Just then, gunshots suddenly rang out in the distance.

"Oh~ this is terrible. I think I need to hurry back and pack my bags."

On the other side!

The two groups that had been chasing each other suddenly stopped. It turned out the lead car had its two rear tires blown out by the pursuers, causing it to lose control and crash into a wall.

The gunshots were deafening, but they stopped as suddenly as they had started.

The pursuer slowed down, looked at the large Black man lying in a pool of blood, and turned to his companion. "Quick, grab the stuff from the car and let's go."

He vaguely felt something was wrong; his eyelid had been twitching uncontrollably just now.

But seeing the prize right in front of him, he wouldn't be satisfied just walking away.

His companion also seemed to know where they were. If it weren't for the value of those items making the risk worthwhile, they would never have dared to pull a stunt like this here.

Unfortunately, just as they grabbed the items from the car, a black ford sped toward them from a distance, coming to a halt in front of them in just a few breaths.

The two turned to look simultaneously. Upon seeing the car's license plate, their pupils constricted, and their faces were filled with terror.