The girl had dropped out of middle school after seventh grade, but she could still handle basic arithmetic. Twenty million multiplied by a thousand shares—that was an astronomical figure.
She had claimed earlier that she hadn't brought her phone, yet she immediately pulled one from her pocket. She anxiously pressed the power button and watched the black-and-yellow logo light up on the screen, terrified that she would miss her chance during the few seconds it took to boot.
Yes, she had brought her phone. It was linked to the office landline and served as the work phone. She had wanted to slack off today, so she had simply turned it off after leaving.
It was her own business. She had fought aliens that morning, so what was wrong with taking a day off afterward?
But to join the "shake it" event, she had to turn it on. She would need to shake it like crazy soon, so she was already stretching her arms, legs, and neck in preparation.
The bald man on television was still pacing around, talking about the glorious history of Wilson Enterprises and displaying its various past inventions. From instant noodles to stockings, from all kinds of firearms to Iron Wall Tanks, as well as a variety of household goods, its products touched every aspect of people's daily lives. This was merely warming up the crowd.
People often said that nowadays, from birth to death, no one living on Earth could go a single day without Wilson Enterprises.
At birth, people came into contact with Wilson Enterprises' range of medical equipment: ultrasound machines, operating tables, sutures, scissors, suction pumps, and more. Even the very first swaddling cloth wrapped around a newborn might bear the Wilson brand.
At death, there was the final set of fine clothes they