159: Chapter 160 Disguised Charity and Targeted Poverty Alleviation Funds!

Facing the foreign capital camp and the $1.5 billion heavy bet smashed down like a mad dog in the second half of the year, the entire domestic internet industry was holding its breath.

Everyone, including the Wall Street actuaries across the ocean, thought Jiyuan Technology had finally been pushed into a corner.

They were about to be forced to enter the fray personally, to start the most primitive and bloody C-side "burning money and issuing coupons" war with Young Master Su Chi.

However, Shen Du's response was once again a variation that completely subverted everyone's business cognition, fiercely tearing apart the inherent thinking of multinational capital.

He simply disdained copying the foreign capital's simple, crude, technically void, and "wool-party" breeding "red packet" or "full-site discount" routines.

Shen Du jumped directly out of the purely commercial dimension, raising the stakes of this war to a political height that foreign capital could never reach.

He directly instructed Jiyuan Technology's head of ground promotion, General Manager Chen Shengqiang, to take a thick proposal and knock on the office door of the highest official in Shanghai City Hall, Secretary Shen Hai.

Just a few days later, a super social engineering project fully funded by Jiyuan Technology and jointly endorsed by the highest official level of Shanghai City Hall: "Huimin Zhu" (Benefit the People Aid).

It exploded like a heavy nuclear bomb in the hundreds of millions of sinking markets in the country!

This was not a traditional commercial promotion at all, but a form of precision irrigation disguised in official charity clothing.

The rules for receiving "Huimin Zhu" were strict: It absolutely did not blindly scatter money across the entire network.

All underlying sinking users had to truthfully fill in and submit their personal salary flow statements or hardship family application forms within the special joint government channel opened in the Spark App, based on their actual household income situation.

After a joint audit by the City Hall's big database and the Spark backend, as long as they met the red line standard for "low-income groups," the system would not issue those vapid full-discount coupons.

Instead, it would directly deposit a pure cash living subsidy ranging from 100 to 500 yuan into the user's account!

And if it were an officially registered family in extreme poverty, or a poor mother with children, the amount of this subsidy would even trigger a special algorithmic mechanism to receive doubled additional weighting.

While foreign capital was still using money to crazily curry favor with greedy users who might leave at any time, Shen Du had already turned the money into a life-saving straw, precisely stuffing it into the hands of the most underlying and largest group.

Even more brilliant was that this subsidy, crowned with the name of official charity, was domineeringly set by Shen Du as a closed-loop capital ecosystem in the underlying circulation link.

This real money issued to the accounts of the needy could not be directly cashed out for external squandering or gambling.

This special fund, called "Huimin Zhu," was forcibly bound by underlying code and could only be used for targeted consumption within the joint online supermarkets deeply connected with JD.com and Meituan.

In this joint supermarket, there were no flashy luxury goods, only the most essential survival necessities like rice, flour, grain, oil, salt, and vinegar.

Moreover, Shen Du promised all the underlying users who received the subsidy: All shipping fees were waived for the entire site!

As long as the user gently clicked to place an order on the front end, the invincible joint logistics network composed of "Si Tong Yi Da" and SF Express would be instantly awakened.

Those courier brothers who braved wind and rain would deliver these urgently needed daily supplies directly to the door with terrifying efficiency.

This extreme fulfillment capability not only physically destroyed the already terrible logistics experience of foreign platforms but also allowed this capital to complete a perfect internal circulation where "the meat rots in one's own pot."

But this was far from the most lethal core of Shen Du's combo.

As a financial operator who has lived two lives, Shen Du possessed macroeconomic financial experience that surpassed this era by more than a decade.

He knew better than anyone in the world that a century-long business war involving tens of billions of funds, if it only stayed at the physical level of "simple and crude money scattering," would eventually invite the ruthless hammer of official violence.

If Shen Du had acted like Young Master Su Chi, impulsively using multiple times the funds for bottomless direct subsidy giveaways, the foreign capital's massive legal team could immediately seize on the handle and sue Jiyuan Technology directly in the Supreme Court for violating the anti-monopoly law and malicious unfair competition.

They could even apply to freeze assets.

But now, Shen Du lightly changed his identity, perfectly packaging this cutthroat price war into a "charity poverty alleviation project notarized by Shanghai City Hall and aimed at helping the underlying needy."

This not only legally rendered the multinational legal team that foreign capital was so proud of speechless but also won the most core and fanatical public support in the vast sinking market of the country!

This was a true dimensionality reduction strike.

When foreign capital was still racking its brains, trying to plunder the market through legal loopholes and bullying clauses, Shen Du was already standing high on the absolute commanding heights of law and morality, using the name of compassionate charity to bring down the most ruthless destructive thunder penalty on the foreign capital ecosystem.

Meanwhile, the scene crossed thousands of miles, returning to that deep courtyard in Beijing.

While advancing the domestic business war on multiple fronts, Young Master Su Chi never gave up on tracking the bottom-line capital chain of Jiyuan Technology.

He risked angering the headquarters, forcibly pressuring Wall Street, and mobilizing the core and most secret intelligence network of the multinational consortium, trying to dig out evidence of illegal activity regarding Shen Du's billions of dollars in overseas funds.

As long as he could find even a trace of "black money" flaws, he could immediately detonate the FBI's cross-border enforcement power to carry out the ultimate physical destruction of Shen Du.

However, what awaited him was the complete defeat of the entire Wall Street top intelligence system.

They could not only find any trace of illegality, but they were also completely unaware of which continent or industry these massive overseas dollars, which poured into the country like a tsunami, were born from!

Young Master Su Chi and those high-and-mighty Wall Street actuaries simply did not understand that Shen Du's cross-border capital operation played the most brilliant and unsolvable "dark under the lamp" trick.

The reason Young Master Su Chi couldn't find it was that he had completely thought in the wrong direction.

Shen Du did not use any shady underground banks; he precisely utilized the strongest and deepest link in the financial system that the United States was proud of: offshore tax havens.

In this silent cross-ocean bloodsucking, all of Shen Du's capital extraction was conducted using his status as a "non-US citizen" through offshore shell companies registered by Hong Yun in the Cayman Islands, BVI, and other places.

Under the tax law loopholes in the United States specifically tailored for the world's top wealthy, such overseas non-local resident offshore entities enjoyed absolutely legal, zero-deduction tax exemption rights on capital gains earned in the US stock market!

This was also the core reason why the US dollar had been able to act as a strong currency and crazily absorb global hot money for many years.

As long as the source of this money was clean secondary market normal trading, it was legal property protected by the highest level of federal law.

Wanting to forcibly find out the capital details of an offshore company with immunity on United States soil? That was simply an impossible task.

You have to know, the volume of funds flowing in from overseas and out from the local area every second, every trading day, on the entire Wall Street is a terrifying astronomical figure.

What's more, Shen Du's billions of dollars in profits were not transferred out crudely all at once; they had long been broken into pieces at offshore transit stations and perfectly integrated into this daily trillion-dollar flood of US dollars.

Shen Du used the offshore game rules set by the Americans themselves to openly drain Wall Street's blood, then swaggered away, leaving not even a ripple of illegality that could be tracked.

Looking at the top-secret report secretly transmitted back via cross-border private line from across the ocean, when his gaze touched the conclusion, the three words "Not Found" were as cold as an ice cave.

Young Master Su Chi, this multinational president who had always prided himself on being an Ivy League top elite, finally saw his mentality completely collapse.

He stared fixedly at the thin document, his eyeballs covered with frightening bloodshot, his breathing as rapid as a bellows on the verge of being scrapped.

Young Master Su Chi's proud elite worldview was ruthlessly ground into powder at this moment.

He fell into a bottomless abyss of self-doubt and fear.

Shen Du, that twenty-three-year-old youth who was born and raised locally and hadn't even received his university diploma, what kind of god-like means did he use to secretly control such a massive and terrifying US dollar cash flow?

What made his scalp tingle even more was that Shen Du could casually mobilize billions of dollars in cross-border funds, actually making the entire Wall Street and the world's most rigorous financial monitoring network completely blind!

Until this moment, looking at the clueless intelligence summary, Young Master Su Chi finally realized in despair and saw his true cause of defeat.

He had always viewed Shen Du with the stereotypical impression of "foreign capital beating the natives" from a high position.

In Young Master Su Chi's original sand table deduction, domestic local entrepreneurs should be a group of grassroots with narrow horizons who only knew how to circle land and cash out by relying on barbaric growth and demographic dividends.

He thought of Shen Du as too simple and too transparent, even feeling that as long as he used some Wall Street financial models, he could see through this young man completely.

It was this arrogance and cognitive blind spot originating from the bones of multinational capital that led to this catastrophic defeat.

This deeply rooted, rigid thinking made Young Master Su Chi completely fall into Shen Du's rhythm from the first day of the war.

The billions of dollars he smashed, the dimensionality reduction strike he was proud of, all heavy punches hit a deep and unfathomable mass of cotton.

Not only was all the force unloaded, but from beginning to end, he didn't even touch a single point of Shen Du's lifeblood!

But now, for Young Master Su Chi, the arrow was already on the bow and had to be fired.

Time had become the most lethal death talisman hanging over the foreign capital camp.

Due to the serious, unwatchable collapse of the domestic war situation, the multinational consortium's mid-year board meeting, originally scheduled for the end of June, was forcibly postponed to the end of July under the desperate maneuvering of Su Qu.

But this one month of breathing time that seemed to be won was not a gift at all, but the final "death reprieve countdown" for the entire Su Family.

If before this final deadline at the end of July, Young Master Su Chi could not produce a financial report that completely surpassed Jiyuan Technology in market share, then those Wall Street major shareholders on the other side of the ocean, who had seen billions of dollars in profits evaporate out of thin air because of this business war, would absolutely pounce like crazy sharks smelling blood.

They would not hesitate to initiate cross-border liquidation procedures, leaving the once prominent Su Family completely doomed!

Under this sense of oppression regarding the life and death of the family, Young Master Su Chi, who had been forced into a desperate situation, finally fell into complete madness.

He no longer considered any return on investment, nor did he care where Shen Du's offshore funds, which were like an antelope hanging its horns, came from.

He completely abandoned all the financial analysis and logical deduction he had learned at the Ivy League school, turning into a desperate gambler who had lost his mind.

Young Master Su Chi gasped heavily, his bloodshot eyes revealing a murderous look that had lost its reason.

He suddenly turned his head, staring fixedly at the Old Butler who had been respectfully waiting on the side, and gave the final death order through gritted teeth:

"Don't give me any more bullshit analysis reports! And don't worry about any bullshit market strategy!"

Young Master Su Chi's voice was as hoarse as tearing silk, carrying a sense of burning bridges, echoing in the gloomy courtyard study:

"Contact Hong Kong immediately and get the remaining $1.5 billion ready for me, cross the gate immediately!"

"Smash it down without reservation! I want to drown him with money!"

Young Master Su Chi punched the table, letting out a desperate roar that was almost hysterical:

"I don't believe it. With a full $1.5 billion in real money, I can't smash Shen Du's shitty sinking plate to pieces!"