153: Chapter 154 Two hundred and ninety million yuan smashed through Tencent's social media defenses!

As the timeline in the files relentlessly advanced.

The words recorded on the pages continued to strike Young Master Su Chi's taut nerves like dull, heavy hammers.

Shen Du did not take that massive sum of 400 million, stained with blood, to squander.

Nor did he safely place it into an offshore trust to collect interest.

He was like a precise and fanatical war machine.

Shortly after completing his initial capital accumulation, he unhesitatingly launched the next round of imperial expansion.

The file clearly listed an early core recruitment list for Jiyuan Technology.

With a strategic foresight that was almost like having a celestial eye, Shen Du precisely locked onto technical and operational giants like General Manager Chen Shengqiang, Operations Manager Zhang Nan, and Technical Expert Su Hua from the vast sea of people.

At the same time, he recruited his roommates, Xu Hao, Chen Fei, and others, into his command.

Shen Du led this group of people to build the initial prototype of this terrifying commercial empire, "Jiyuan Technology," with his bare hands.

And the battle review recorded in the following pages of the file made Young Master Su Chi, an elite student who graduated from an Ivy League school, truly understand what a dimensionality reduction strike in the commercial dimension meant.

On the domestic internet map, the Penguin Empire possessed absolute dominance in the social domain.

All top investors viewed it as an impassable abyss moat.

Any startup attempting to challenge this behemoth would be instantly ground into powder by its massive traffic.

But Shen Du, like a madman who didn't believe in evil, drew his sword and charged straight at this giant beast.

The file coldly recorded the data of that asymmetric war:

Shen Du only used 290 million in initial capital.

He freakishly blended the three underlying logics of Short Video, live streaming, and social networking to create an epoch-making software called "Xinghuo."

In an absolute dead end that the entire venture capital circle did not favor.

Shen Du forcibly used the most brutal and wildest sinking posture.

With this meager chip of 290 million, he smashed through the Penguin Empire's impregnable social defense line head-on!

Stepping on the bones of countless old-school major companies, he forcibly tore open a bloody path.

He shoved "Xinghuo" onto the iron throne of the nation's number one entertainment social software.

Completing the most impossible act of a subordinate overthrowing a superior in the history of the domestic internet.

Looking at these commercial myths that could be called unreplicable on the marble floor.

Young Master Su Chi, an elite master's student born with a silver spoon in his mouth and baptized by the top financial theories at an overseas Ivy League school.

His proud investment banking worldview was completely ground into powder at this moment.

What made him tremble the most, and even caused a trace of fear deep in his soul, was the conclusion on the last page of the file marked with a bold red frame.

It revealed Shen Du's final identity that had been deliberately hidden: he was the biological grandson of that iron-blooded old man from the Shen Family.

But the follow-up investigation report was like the loudest slap across Young Master Su Chi's face.

The report detailedly proved.

From the first day Shen Du stepped into the business world, until today when he summoned wind and rain in Shanghai.

He had never used a single cent of the Shen Family's capital reserves.

Nor had he ever borrowed a single connection from the Shen Family's political and business spheres.

He was completely a lone wolf exiled in the wilderness.

From initially smashing through Tencent's defense line with 290 million, to the later 1 billion dollar sinking bombardment.

And now, legally draining 2 billion in profits, using B-end merchants to reverse-strangle Wall Street's 1.3 billion dollars.

All of this.

It all came from the hands of this young man who hadn't even received his university diploma yet!

Young Master Su Chi's breathing became heavy.

Every step of Shen Du's operation.

In the eyes of an actuary like him who had received orthodox risk control education.

Was walking the most extreme tightrope on a ten-thousand-foot cliff, ready to blow up the position at any time.

But this monster.

Yet every time, he could precisely stop at the physical limit threshold before the tightrope snapped, completing an earth-shattering wealth harvest.

Now.

That poor student who once had to rely on the school's special hardship subsidy to get by.

Had forcibly killed his way into becoming a giant crocodile from a humble background, one that forced the entire local Shanghai elite families to lower their heads and respectfully call him "Young Master Shen."

The file even explicitly noted.

That even his two maternal uncles, who held high positions and wielded power in one region.

Had to be forced to avoid his sharp edge when facing Shen Du's now complex and tangled commercial landscape.

After the shock.

A terrifying fire called "jealousy," as if doused with gasoline, burst into flames frantically in Young Master Su Chi's chest.

His eyes, already covered in bloodshot veins, appeared even more ferocious at this moment due to congestion.

But after experiencing the most extreme humiliation and the collapse of his worldview.

This stimulation did not cause Young Master Su Chi to be completely ruined.

Instead, it forced out the most primitive, violent nature belonging to capital from his bones.

"Shen Du... I admit you are a monster that only appears once in a century!"

Young Master Su Chi stood up abruptly from the leather sofa.

He gripped those few pages of file paper tightly, his knuckles turning pale from the extreme force.

He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse but revealing a kind of desperate madness and coldness:

"But it's a pity.

Your unsolvable defensive counterattack, the underlying logic has already been seen through by me!

Next, let's see if you can really take this table-flipping blow of mine!"

Young Master Su Chi did not hesitate at all, nor did he even pay attention to his father who was standing on the side watching coldly.

He was like a trapped beast that had been completely enraged.

He grabbed the phone on the desk and directly connected to the executive management team far away at the Wall Street headquarters.

"Stop all indiscriminate user acquisition subsidies on the front end immediately!"

Young Master Su Chi issued an internal purge order with a strong smell of blood over the phone:

"Notify all major war zones, turn out the underwear of the entire merchant pool and investigate it for me!

Take those cancerous merchants that ran over from Jiyuan Technology, relying on selling inferior goods and fakes to pass as genuine.

Use the most severe means to impose maximum fines on all of them!

And don't keep them for even a second, clear them out immediately, and ban them from the entire network!"

After issuing the cruel purge order, Young Master Su Chi's eyes became as sharp as a blade.

He directly bared the most arrogant and unsolvable physical fangs of multinational capital toward Shen Du's core hinterland.

"Listen well, take all the budget freed up from clearing out the trash merchants.

Along with our backup offshore capital pool, throw it all at the high-quality merchants who remain!"

Young Master Su Chi stared fixedly at the pitch-black night outside the window, his voice revealing a destructive desire that disregarded any cost:

"On top of the subsidies Shen Du is currently giving, start double subsidies for me immediately!"

"Even if it means drowning the domestic merchants with money.

I will bite off the most fatal piece of meat from Jiyuan Technology before this summer arrives!"

Hanging up the phone, only Young Master Su Chi's heavy and fanatical panting remained in the study.

Watching his son, who had regained extreme aggressiveness and had even become more insane than before.

Su Qu, who had been standing in the shadows, finally flashed a trace of imperceptible satisfaction in his eyes.

Su Qu did not speak to lecture, nor did he stay for another second.

He turned around decisively and walked out of the study, stepping on the shattered porcelain scattered all over the floor.

As an older generation giant who had fought in the deep waters of finance for many years.

Su Qu knew very well in his heart.

In this contest of information asymmetry over the first half of the year.

Even if he had entered the field personally, facing Shen Du's unfathomable, ghost-like moves, he might have taken a big tumble.

But now everything was different.

Since the poison pill had been discovered and the loophole in the underlying logic had been blocked.

Then this intellectual game was already over.

Su Qu had the purest and most absolute faith belonging to capital.

Under the tsunami-like impact of the multinational consortium's tens of billions of dollars.

Even if Shen Du was as smart as a monster.

He absolutely could not remain alive in this crushing defeat that had no fancy tricks to speak of.

Next, it was purely meat grinder time.