81: Chapter 81: Falling Below the 25% Death Threshold! Completely Unveiling the Bloody Truth of Northern Capital's Invasion.

Since the situation had already derailed, those steady and cautious probes had become nothing more than scrap paper.

Shen Du looked at the thirteen people sitting below, their expressions varied, his gaze darkening.

It was not just to protect his own interests and those of Xinghuo, in the face of the forceful squeezing by Northern Capital.

He had to push his chips onto the table and forcibly unite these helmsmen of the Yangtze River Delta.

Instead of retreating, he advanced; he braced his hands against the edge of the table and slowly rose from the head seat.

Following his movement, the faint sound of paper rustling in the meeting room completely vanished, and the air tightened accordingly.

"Seniors, since everyone has come in person, I will skip the pleasantries."

Shen Du's voice was not loud, but his articulation was extremely heavy. He picked up the central control remote on the table and pressed a button.

"Swish—"

The thick electric blackout curtains around the meeting room automatically closed, completely shutting out the gloomy wind and rain outside.

Immediately after, the high-definition screen that took up half the wall behind him lowered.

The projector's deep blue beam suddenly lit up, striking the faces of every boss sitting around the round table.

"I know that everyone present, or rather the entire circle of Shanghai Merchants, has always thought that 'Xinghuo' is nothing more than a plaything catering to young people. It's just a traffic tool that got lucky, caught a trend, and makes quick money."

Shen Du braced his hands on the rosewood tabletop, his body leaning slightly forward: "But today, I want to show you all something different."

He pressed the page-turning clicker. Instantly, dense streams of green data code began to jump on the big screen.

"The core strategic value of Xinghuo's trinity social platform has never been the millions in cash flow that comes in every day."

Shen Du's steady voice echoed in the spacious meeting room: "Its core barrier lies in... it is an 'all-seeing eye' that covers the underlying consumer data of the entire Yangtze River Delta."

The moguls in the room frowned slightly. But the contempt in their eyes had faded, and Wu Tianheng even subconsciously sat up straight.

"In this closed-loop ecosystem with massive user interactions, countless consumption trajectories, logistics trends, merchant turnover frequencies, and underlying capital clues are generated every day."

"During this period, I had my core technical team use underlying directional crawling and rigorous algorithmic filtering. We eliminated the interference and finally reconstructed a map."

The data flow on the big screen stopped. Accompanied by a slight electronic sound effect, the data condensed into a 'Shanghai Capital Actual Penetration Map' marked in red, yellow, and blue.

Shen Du raised the infrared laser pointer in his hand, and the red dot landed precisely in the center of the screen.

"This is the real data that is happening on the land of Shanghai at this very moment."

Shen Du looked directly into the eyes of Wu Tianheng and the others: "A report on the current ratio of actual control between local industries and external capital injections."

The deep red laser beam rested on the pie chart in the very center of the screen. The meeting room was deathly silent, with only the faint sound of the projector's cooling fan.

"You have not misread it." Shen Du's voice had no fluctuation: "In these short few years, the seemingly prosperous Shanghai economic market has actually long been secretly dismantled and split into three forces."

The laser pointer swept across the three color blocks in turn. Every number he reported struck the nerves of the industrialists present: "First, the share of our proud local Shanghai industries is currently only 25%."

"Second, overseas capital, represented by Wall Street and Japan and South Korea, accounts for 35%."

"Third, the Northern Capital circle that you have all been guarding against has already silently eaten up 40% of the market through cross-shareholding."

Once these three numbers were out, the air pressure in the meeting room plummeted. Even the deeply calculating Wu Tianheng, Zhou Zhenghai, and Zhu Qingshan all changed color instantly.

Zhou Zhenghai's wrist, holding the purple clay cup, paused abruptly; tea spilled out, dripping directly onto his gray high-end tailored trousers, blooming into a dark water stain.

And the masseter muscles on Zhu Qingshan's cheeks tightened slightly; his usual amiability was nowhere to be found.

According to the most conservative calculations within the Chamber of Commerce, the absolute control of local Shanghai Merchants over local industries should have remained above the 40% warning line.

They had just handed over parts of their family's visible industries to the second generation to manage, not even half a year at most. How could it have been squeezed down to the 25% red line in just these few months?

"Shen Du!" The usually steady Wu Tianheng could finally no longer sit still. He stood up abruptly, pressing both hands on the tabletop, releasing the oppressive aura of a century-old clan leader without reservation:

"This concerns the foundation of the entire Yangtze River Delta; you cannot joke with us using such data! Falling below 25% means that this market has completely slipped out of our control; this is a systemic collapse!"

He stared intensely into Shen Du's eyes, his voice deep: "Can you guarantee that your data source is absolutely reliable?"

Facing Wu Tianheng's questioning, Shen Du did not show a shred of panic; instead, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc. He did not answer directly but turned and pressed the control panel.

"Swish—" The pie chart dispersed, switching to the second page, its detailed microscopic equity penetration chart.

"Uncle Wu, since I dared to send out invitations, I would not use watered-down numbers to play with everyone."

The red laser beam, like a scalpel, swept across the paths of equity changes before and after for various well-known local enterprises on the screen:

"What is displayed here are the local industries that have already been completely replaced, as well as the most secretive investment links of Northern Capital in the Yangtze River Delta."

"When I first got the crawled data from the backend, I didn't believe it either." Shen Du looked with burning eyes at the pale-faced Wu Tianheng: "But the facts are before our eyes. Look, everyone. These few long-established raw material suppliers that originally belonged to the Shanghai Merchants circle. In the past three months, through three to four layers of offshore shell company cross-shareholding, the actual control no longer bears the name of 'Shanghai'."

Shen Du glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Fu Zhaonan, the real estate boss sitting not far away.

"Some time ago, if I hadn't asked Zhou Wennan to use financial means to guarantee funds and provided a powerful bridge loan for Fu Enterprises to hold up their cash flow... the local share now wouldn't even have 25% left."

Fu Zhaonan's hand, which was about to reach for his cigarette case, froze in mid-air, his face livid.

"More than half of the local businessmen you usually see at drinking parties have long privately become nominees for Northern Capital forces."

Shen Du's voice turned cold: "Continue like this, boiling the frog in warm water. The local pillars will be completely diluted, and by then, the assets in your hands will be nothing but empty shells."

Shen Du did not pause; he pressed the page-turning clicker, and the holographic projection switched again. A complex and intricate international capital flow network appeared before everyone's eyes.

"The real penetration has only just begun." Shen Du pointed to a cash flow at the very top of the screen: "This is the advance capital that the North has just finished laundering and disguising in the last week. This fund, amounting to 30 million US dollars, has gone through three circles in Wall Street and Singapore. It is now wearing the legal cloak of 'overseas venture capital' and re-entering Shanghai."

Inside the venue, several financial tycoons, including Zhou Zhenghai, had grim expressions. As experts in playing with capital, they knew too well that this kind of "borrowing a shell to go south" completely bypassed the regulatory view of the local Chamber of Commerce. It was a targeted sniper attack that was difficult to guard against.

"Thirty million US dollars is just capital to test the water temperature." Shen Du took a deep breath and finally revealed his core trump card: "Their strategic intent is to use behemoths like Pinduoduo, Douyin, Tencent, and Alibaba Group as springboards to launch a devastating blow against local Shanghai shares from online to offline."

"I might as well lay my cards on the table for everyone. In just the first month of going online, the real capital flow driven within the 'Xinghuo' ecosystem reached tens of billions."

Only heavy breathing remained at the conference table. Nineteen years old, leveraging a capital market of tens of billions in a single month. This speed of turnover made the physical industry giants present re-evaluate the weight of the young man in front of them.

"Precisely because of this, I have now become their primary target for concentrated fire." Shen Du straightened his back and scanned the room: "They not only want to eat up Xinghuo's data share, but they also want to cut off the supply chain to crush the express delivery and online shopping businesses of JD.com and Meituan in the Yangtze River Delta."

"I not only have absolute control of 'Xinghuo' in my hands, but I also hold 30% of Meituan's shares. I am already at the very center of the storm."

The dozen or so leaders sitting below, looking at the crisscrossing red lines and logistics nodes on the screen, understood the business logic very clearly:

Once 'Xinghuo's' massive data network and Meituan's offline delivery system are taken over by Northern Capital, the torrent will follow this established network and accurately pour into The Wu Family's real estate, The Zhou Family's finance, Su Yunjing's medicine, and Li Jianfeng's heavy industrial park.

Everyone will be ground into dust by this fully formed meat grinder! When the lips are gone, the teeth are cold.