185: Chapter 186 The rallying cry for ringing the bell in Hong Kong, Su Yuan's scheme within a scheme and the counter-pressure of one billion US dollars.

At the end of December 2013, on the eve of the New Year's holiday.

Countless blinding flashes illuminated the podium at the Shanghai International Convention Center as if it were broad daylight.

Shen Du, dressed in a crisp black suit, strode onto the stage surrounded by security personnel and executives, his hands pressing steadily against the edge of the lectern.

He didn't even look at the prepared official speech.

Instead, he lifted his head and scanned the domestic and international media reporters packed tightly below.

"Everyone, Jiyuan Entertainment has been rooted in the country for three years now."

Shen Du's voice, carried through the amplification equipment, slammed clearly into everyone's ears:

"In these three years, we have experienced countless brutal business wars and faced encirclement by various capital forces.

Yet, Jiyuan Entertainment has remained standing, even capturing an absolutely leading market share in the industry."

The reporters below frantically clicked their shutters.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the young titan on stage who had turned the entire business world upside down.

They keenly sensed that Shen Du putting on such a grand display today was definitely not just for a trivial year-end summary.

Sure enough, Shen Du paused slightly, a flash of hidden sharpness crossing his eyes.

"Therefore, in order to seek greater capital support and international development..."

Shen Du leaned forward and dropped the bombshell that would trigger a tsunami in the entire financial world:

"I officially announce that Jiyuan Entertainment has decided to officially land on the Hong Kong Stock Market for an IPO after the New Year's holiday in January!"

"Boom—"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire convention center instantly erupted!

Reporters, acting like they had gone mad, ignored the security guards' attempts to block them and pushed forward desperately, holding their cameras and microphones high.

At the same time,

this news, following the live broadcast signal, instantly spread throughout all the top capital circles both domestically and abroad.

At such a sensitive juncture, officially announcing an IPO in Hong Kong was, in the eyes of all discerning people in the business world, by no means "for better development."

It was a distress signal that tore away the last fig leaf!

Who in the outside world didn't know now?

The Eight Giants of Shanghai, in order to pursue semiconductors, had long since "sold everything they had" and entered a state of dying financial distress.

As the only cash cow in Shen Du's hands that was still frantically laying golden eggs,

Jiyuan Entertainment was being forced onto the capital market at this time. What did this mean?

It meant that to fill the bottomless pit of the chip industry,

even this most profitable golden goose could no longer be held onto!

He could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure of a capital rupture and had to wolfishly push Jiyuan Entertainment onto the Hong Kong capital stage.

To solicit foreign capital to forcibly extend his life!

With Shen Du's final, killing words falling on the podium,

the entire domestic and international capital circle, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves smelling a strong scent of blood, instantly fell into complete madness.

In those secret hedge fund offices on Wall Street, countless overseas calls were frantically dialed.

Those international institutional titans who made their fortunes by short-selling, looking at the news popping up in real-time on their Bloomberg terminals, were so excited their eyes were turning red.

In their view, Jiyuan Entertainment was just a fat sheep stripped of its defenses and forced onto the sacrificial altar!

Since Shen Du was courting death and dared to serve up the last and fattest piece of meat in his hands onto the Hong Kong Stock Market, a meat grinder with no price fluctuation limits,

then they would use this IPO to tear Jiyuan Technology and the dying Shanghai Business Alliance behind it to shreds, skin and bone!

In less than forty-eight hours,

over ten billion dollars in shocking liquidity from overseas,

like mad sharks smelling blood, ferociously flooded into the seats of various foreign brokerages in Hong Kong.

A massive volume of short-selling orders, prepared to frantically dump the stock on its first day of listing, had already piled up in layers on the dark web of the trading system, ready to go.

Meanwhile, domestically, those peripheral capital forces that had long been salivating over the territory of the Shanghai Merchants were completely red-eyed.

Domestic capital, led by the Beijing Capital Circle, joined forces with top hot money from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, acting with brutal aggression.

A massive sum of over one hundred billion RMB

was flooding toward Hong Kong through various compliant cross-border channels or grey-market underground banks.

Above Victoria Harbour, a layer of financial clouds, thick enough to be suffocating, had gathered.

Whether it was the arrogant sharks of Wall Street or the greedy domestic hot money, everyone was sharpening their knives in tacit agreement.

An epic financial sniper war targeting Jiyuan Entertainment, and even intending to uproot the entire Shanghai business world, had already completely begun in the shadows!

Just as war clouds were gathering over Hong Kong,

in front of a grand pharmaceutical group building in Jiangsu,

a black Rolls-Royce with Beijing plates pulled up steadily.

The door opened.

Young Master Su Chi, who had just managed to gain a foothold in the domestic e-commerce, delivery, and social entertainment sectors in the last great meat grinder, stepped out of the car with an expressionless face.

On the steps of the building, a middle-aged man with a thin mustache and habitually squinting eyes had already come down to greet him.

This person was Su Yuan.

Su Yunjing's own second uncle.

He was also the culprit who, after the accidental death of Su Yunjing's father, used ruthless means to forcibly seize and occupy the pharmaceutical company that should have belonged to Su Yunjing,

ultimately forcing his own niece to leave in heartbreak to develop in Shanghai.

"Young Master Su, what a rare guest!"

Su Yuan squinted his eyes, smiling all over his face as he stepped forward to greet him, fawning warmly:

"In that last battle, you really stole the show in the Beijing Circle.

You managed to secure a foothold in the e-commerce, delivery, and social entertainment industries with your own hands; your future is bound to be incredibly profitable!"

Young Master Su Chi glanced coldly at this ruthless character who dared to swallow even his own brother's inheritance, knowing full well that there wasn't a word of truth in the old fox's mouth.

He completely ignored Su Yuan's feigned flattery, walked straight past him, and strode into the building's luxurious reception room.

After sitting down on the leather sofa, Young Master Su Chi didn't even touch the tea on the table and got straight to the point:

"President Su, let's not speak in riddles.

You should know why I secretly came south to find you this time."

Young Master Su Chi's gaze was like a torch, staring fixedly into Su Yuan's slightly cunning eyes as he spoke slowly:

"The main purpose of my trip is to find out the true situation of Su Yunjing."

"Recently, the whole of Shanghai has been in an uproar, and those Eight Giants of Shanghai have all shown serious internal capital deficits and issues with selling off their assets."

Young Master Su Chi leaned forward slightly, his tone revealing a cold, interrogative chill:

"As Su Yunjing's second uncle, none of her secrets can be hidden from you.

I want a straight answer from you today.

Is she, Su Yunjing, currently colluding with Shen Du to feign poverty, or is she really at the end of her rope?"

Su Yuan, as a titan who dared to forcibly swallow his own brother's inheritance, had a vicious and meticulous mind.

He only heard half the sentence before keenly capturing the contradictory psychological state of greed and fear deep within Young Master Su Chi.

But would he tell the truth?

Of course not.

Su Yuan unhurriedly picked up his purple clay teacup, gently brushed aside the floating tea leaves, and a flash of hidden cunning quickly crossed his eyes.

Immediately after, he dropped his facial expression management and put on a helpless look of disappointment, letting out a long sigh.

"Young Master Su, to be honest.

According to the internal information I have, my niece Yunjing's current economic situation... can be said to be very bleak."

Young Master Su Chi's eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward slightly: "Give me details!"

Su Yuan directly threw out a piece of down-to-earth evidence that could best strike at the weakness of human vanity:

"Young Master Su, every year at the end of the year,

that girl Yunjing, in order to prove to us old bones in the Su Family that she is doing well,

would arrange a whole convoy to return to the countryside village in a grand procession to deliver generous gifts.

In years past, the spectacle was such that every household would receive a large red envelope of tens of thousands of yuan as a token of concern!"

"But this year?"

Su Yuan held up a finger, deliberately emphasizing his tone, his eyes full of mockery:

"Starting from November, this ironclad tradition completely stopped!

Just a few days ago, on New Year's Day,

she actually only sent one person to shabbily deliver some of the most ordinary, cheap pastries back, and didn't even hand out a single small red envelope of even one yuan!"

Su Yuan spread his hands and asked with a cold laugh: "Young Master Su, you are also a man of status; you should know best the nature of people like us.

If a person cannot even afford the money to return home in glory and keep up appearances,

then to what terrifying extent must her capital chain have broken?"

Hearing such bone-deep life details, Young Master Su Chi's eyes suddenly lit up.

Right!

Accounts can be faked, business contracts can be forged, but the face that people desperately try to maintain in their human nature can absolutely not be faked!

If even Su Yunjing's own second uncle confirmed with his own mouth that she was "at the end of her rope,"

then the news about the entire Shanghai Business Alliance selling its assets must be irrefutable proof!

"Good! Very good!"

The last trace of doubt in Young Master Su Chi's heart was completely dispelled.

He nodded with satisfaction, stood up abruptly, a sinister grin of victory curling at the corners of his mouth, and neatly adjusted the hem of his suit.

"If even you, President Su, think Su Yunjing is finished, it seems the news coming from Shanghai is already nine-tenths certain!"

Young Master Su Chi had no interest in chatting any longer and turned to walk out the door:

"Stay where you are; I'll drink this cup of tea with you when I return from Hong Kong, having made a fortune!"

In the luxurious reception room, the moment Young Master Su Chi left.

At the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the building,

Su Yuan's secretary, watching the Beijing-plated Rolls-Royce driving away downstairs, pushed up his glasses, his tone filled with clear confusion:

"President Su, Su Yunjing clearly only cut her holiday gifts in half this year.

Why did you... describe her as being so shabby just now?

You even made up things like her not giving out red envelopes?"

Su Yuan, standing to the side, no longer had a trace of that helpless, sighing look on his face.

He picked up the now-cold purple clay teacup, the corners of his mouth curling up wantonly, revealing a cunning, cold smile belonging to an old fox.

"To tell you the truth, I have looked down on those self-important families in the Beijing Circle from the bottom of my heart."

Su Yuan drank the cold tea in one gulp:

"Feeding them some wrong information and pulling these arrogant guys off their high horses is, for us Shanghai Merchants, all gain and no harm."

The secretary was stunned for a moment.

But immediately after, Su Yuan's tone suddenly shifted, and his entire aura instantly became unfathomable.

"Of course, the most critical thing is..."

Su Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, a fierce and shrewd gleam erupting in his gaze:

"The collective 'crying poor' performance of those Eight Giants of Shanghai this time is really far too deliberately abnormal!"

"As far as I know, their full-scale transition to semiconductor R&D has only just reached the initial stage, even by the most generous estimate."

Su Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, coldly analyzing the underlying logic of business:

"Without large-scale overseas acquisitions of core patents or the purchase of sky-high-priced lithography equipment,

the initial R&D burn rate could absolutely not be exaggerated enough to instantly drain eight hundred-billion-level conglomerates!"

He snorted coldly, a flash of extremely keen clarity crossing his eyes.

"How thick the foundations of old guys like Wu Tianheng and Zhou Zhenghai are, I know clearly.

I absolutely do not believe that these eight oligarchs who survived the meat grinder would suddenly, at the same time, expose such a huge and fatal flaw to the outside world!"

Su Yuan turned around, his eyes burning with the fanaticism of a gambler:

"When things are abnormal, there must be demons.

Behind this kid Shen Du's Hong Kong IPO, there must be a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering grand scheme hidden!"

He did not hesitate at all, turned his head to stare fixedly at the secretary behind him, and issued a military order decisively:

"Go do it immediately!

Immediately mobilize one billion dollars in funds for me and lurk into the Hong Kong Stock Market!"

The secretary was shocked and asked subconsciously:

"President Su, are you also planning to follow the Beijing Circle and foreign capital to short Jiyuan Entertainment?"

"Short my ass!"

Su Yuan slammed the windowsill, his voice, full of oppressive power, booming in the office:

"Prepare to buy the dip!

This time, I'm putting all my chips on Jiyuan Technology and that madman Shen Du.

I'm betting he can sweep the whole board; I'm betting on him to win!"

The secretary was so scared that he shivered all over and didn't even dare to breathe.

Not daring to ask another half-sentence, he immediately turned and stumbled out of the office, rushing straight to the finance department to execute this crazy plan.