195: Chapter 196 This Money's a Hot Potato! Even the Old Fox Can't See Through the Reverse Bidding.

"The original total floating profit should have been close to 800 billion."

Zhou Zhenghai pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and added in a steady tone:

"However, there were a few brutal tug-of-wars in the middle, and several groups of domestic and foreign hot money investors went all out to help us support the market.

The 70-80 billion they took advantage of, we didn't deliberately snipe when we retreated; let's just consider it a dividend for our allies' hard-earned investment. No objections, right?"

"That is only right!"

Sitting on the right, Qin Tiankuo took a fierce drag from his cigar, his eyes flashing with irrepressible fanaticism and excitement:

"If it weren't for those hot money brothers fighting to the death at the 60 HKD mark and blocking a wave of fire for us, the pressure on our base position would have been twice as high. That money is theirs to earn!"

Zhou Zhenghai nodded and gently pushed the report in his hand to the center of the rosewood round table.

His slender fingers tapped on the table, cutting to the core theme of today's secret meeting.

"Since the external accounts are cleared, let's calculate the internal accounts."

Zhou Zhenghai's gaze swept over the eight people present and finally landed on Shen Du, who was sitting at the head of the table quietly drinking tea:

"There are nine of us in total. To set up this trap in the early stages, everyone smashed their pots and sold their iron, even mortgaging core assets, pooling together nearly 300 billion for the base position."

"According to the principle of equal division, eight nines are seventy-two..."

Zhou Zhenghai smiled slightly and announced the final distribution plan: "Each person gets exactly 80 billion in net profit. Gentlemen, no objections, right?"

As his voice fell, a low but unconcealable sound of excited laughter erupted around the round table.

80 billion in pure cash flow!

This wasn't some inflated market value that could evaporate at any moment.

It was solid, real money that could be deployed for family expansion at any time!

Usually composed, Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but raise his red wine glass and drain it in one gulp, his face flushed with excitement.

Fu Zhaonan was rubbing his hands in anticipation.

He could already see the grand blueprint of his family's semiconductor territory expanding wildly over the next decade.

After all, they had spent a whole year dancing on the edge of a cliff, risking their lives and their family's century-old foundations.

Now, sharing this immense wealth, everyone felt it was well-deserved and deeply satisfying.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy and revelry of dividing this immense fortune, a crisp sound of a teacup clinking against the rosewood table rang out, neither too light nor too heavy.

Su Yunjing, who was always elegant and steady, set down his white porcelain teacup.

He scanned the flushed faces of the group and spoke slowly, interrupting Zhou Zhenghai's distribution plan:

"Zhenghai, I do not agree with this equal distribution plan."

As soon as these words were spoken, the previously noisy underground secret room instantly fell silent.

Everyone's gaze, filled with a hint of surprise, focused on Su Yunjing.

Su Yunjing's expression was calm as he looked directly at Shen Du, who was sitting at the head of the table and quietly fiddling with a lighter.

"To be honest, our eight families really did smash our pots and sell our iron for this battle, even mortgaging our family's century-old foundations. Everyone's contribution was indeed significant."

Su Yunjing took a deep breath and spoke righteously:

"But let's be honest with ourselves. If it weren't for Shen Du's 40 billion USD in offshore funds holding firm at 31 HKD and forcibly providing a floor at the last critical moment, it would be hard to say whether this would have ended in profit or loss."

Su Yunjing's words made everyone present recall the suffocating, near-death pressure when the market plunged into a bottomless abyss yesterday afternoon.

"He alone not only shouldered the full risk of failure for us but also helped us achieve the final stunning reversal."

Su Yunjing stated his decision with extreme seriousness:

"So I propose that I take 10 billion less. I will only take 70 billion of my share, and the 10 billion I give up will be my compensation to Shen Du for providing the floor."

When these words were spoken, the air froze for a moment.

But immediately after, Qin Tiankuo, sitting on the right, was the first to slap his hand heavily on the table.

"President Su is right!"

Although Qin Tiankuo usually loved money the most, he was extremely clear-headed when it came to major issues of right and wrong. He fiercely extinguished his cigar:

"The old bones of us, at most, threw in each family's cash flow. Even if we lost it all, with our solid assets, we could just lay low for a few years and still make the money back. But Shen Du is different!"

Qin Tiankuo's gaze swept over the crowd, his voice rising a notch as he hit the nail on the head:

"Don't forget, before the war started, Shen Du signed a written bet with Old Wu! If we hadn't held the line and were broken through by foreign capital, Shen Du would have had to walk away with nothing!"

"Jiyuan Technology, Meituan, and the semiconductor chip foundry we invested heavily in—he would have lost it all! We were dancing on the edge of a cliff, but Shen Du was risking his life on the tip of a knife!"

"Right! Old Qin is right!"

Chen Mingyuan also put down his red wine glass, nodding solemnly in agreement:

"The risk is extremely unequal, so the profits definitely cannot be divided equally like this. This money is too hot for us to handle, and I will also give up 10 billion!"

"Seconded! I will also give up mine!"

Fu Zhaonan followed suit, his eyes full of sincere admiration.

For a moment, the Shanghai Merchants giants present all spoke out in agreement.

After experiencing this life-or-death, thrilling battle worth hundreds of billions, they were completely and utterly impressed by the methods, courage, and vision of the young man sitting at the head of the table.

Seeing the unanimous attitude of everyone, Zhou Zhenghai nodded with satisfaction, picked up his gold pen, and prepared to recalculate the distribution ratio on the report.

"Wait a moment."

Just as the tip of Zhou Zhenghai's gold pen was about to touch the top-secret report, Shen Du, who had been quietly drinking tea at the head of the table, suddenly raised his hand with a smile.

Everyone was stunned.

The previously noisy round table fell silent again, and everyone's gaze focused on this young helmsman.

"I appreciate the kind intentions of you uncles, but I must decline."

Shen Du put down the white porcelain teacup in his hand and scanned the Shanghai Merchants giants present with a sincere gaze. His tone was gentle but carried an unquestionable aura:

"But let's be honest. In this stock market battle, winning over 700 billion really wasn't just my credit alone."

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the rosewood table, his voice echoing clearly in the secret room:

"If it weren't for you all, over these past six months, enduring the immense pressure of potential bankruptcy, working hard to cooperate with me in this 'bitter meat scheme' of 'having our bottom line exposed and capital chain broken,' and making the act so realistic, how could those bone-eating wolves on Wall Street have taken the bait so deeply?"

"You used your family's century-old foundations to set the trap, and I used the capital to close the net; we are both indispensable."

Shen Du looked at everyone and calmly threw out a decision that caught everyone off guard:

"Therefore, not only can I not take more money, but I will also take a portion from my own share of the profits and give it to everyone present... 5 billion more for each of you!"

"Hiss—"

As soon as these words were spoken, the large underground secret room instantly fell into a deathly silence, followed by a collective gasp of cold air.

Everyone widened their eyes; even Qin Tiankuo, who had seen all kinds of storms, couldn't believe his ears.

Adding another 5 billion on top of the 80 billion? That would be 85 billion for each person!

Not only did Shen Du not want the billions they had voluntarily given up, but he was actually going to pay out a total of 40 billion to their eight families?! In the profit-driven capital circle, this was simply a fantasy!

Wu Tianheng, who was sitting on the side, silently smoking his cigar, stopped his movements.

This old fox, who had traversed the business world for decades, narrowed his murky yet sharp eyes.

He stared intently at the man sitting at the head of the table who was excessively young yet unfathomable.

With his keen eye, he couldn't grasp the true intention behind Shen Du's abnormal operation at all.

"Nephew Shen."

Wu Tianheng put down his cigar and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice hoarse but carrying a piercing sharpness:

"In this stock market battle, we did coordinate in advance and took a huge risk. But ultimately, if it weren't for your final 40 billion USD in capital that stepped in to force a floor, we would have been defeated so badly that we wouldn't even have our underwear left."

Wu Tianheng leaned forward slightly, staring into Shen Du's eyes, and asked the biggest question in everyone's mind:

"Business is business, and no one in this world hates having too much money. Not only are you not taking it, but you are also paying us extra... What exactly are you up to?"