90: Chapter 91 The truth is the cruelest form of black PR! Breakthrough: Another $300 million to breach Shanghai's defenses.

"Why can't you file a case?!" Young Master Su Chi's eyes were wide with rage.

The Old Butler slowly raised his head, his wrinkled face filled with deep despair and bitterness:

"Because... they didn't spread any rumors at all."

Young Master Su Chi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, frozen in place.

"The people we sent down verified it overnight.

Everything exposed on Spark Short Video...

...the predatory clauses in our subsidiaries' labor contracts, the facts about us cutting corners to meet deadlines on core projects, and the grease and non-compliance in the kitchens of those chain restaurants..."

The Old Butler swallowed hard, his voice trembling violently: "Young Master, these are all established facts!"

This was Shen Du's most terrifying and unsolvable killer move. An open conspiracy!

"They didn't fabricate a single piece of dirt.

They simply sent people to take those 'minor flaws' in our daily operations that we had grown accustomed to.

They aimed a magnifying glass at them, then threw them under the microscope of the public and the media to magnify them infinitely!"

The Old Butler's words were heart-piercing, like a bloodless butcher knife stabbing fiercely into Young Master Su Chi's chest.

Faced with rumors, capital has countless ways to counterattack, clarify, or even bite back.

But when faced with "facts."

Faced with this butcher knife that they had handed to the enemy with their own hands.

The Northern Capital's proud PR team and iron-clad legal department instantly became useless decorations.

This strike hit their fatal weakness precisely; it was unavoidable!

"Since they are holding facts in their hands, and since they want to play the game of mutual destruction!"

Young Master Su Chi's chest heaved violently, a hint of reckless madness rising in his eyes.

Like a thoroughly enraged wild wolf, he roared hysterically at the Old Butler:

"Then is the foundation of the Shanghai Merchants themselves clean?! Can the actions of those old guys like Wu Tianheng and Zhou Zhenghai be completely clean?!"

"Go! Immediately release all our personnel planted in the south!

Use a microscope to watch their real estate, catering, and factories under their names!

I don't believe that their local Shanghai enterprises don't have labor violations or unhygienic blind spots!

Go report them to the relevant departments, muddy the waters completely, and let's all die together!"

Faced with the Young Master's order of mutual destruction, the bitterness on the Old Butler's face did not fade.

Instead, it deepened.

He hunched his back slightly, let out a sigh filled with despair, and once again ruthlessly shattered Young Master Su Chi's fantasies of a counterattack:

"Young Master, we have already tried... and used connections at all levels, attempting to find their problems."

"And the result?!" Young Master Su Chi asked with red eyes.

"The result is... we can't pick any out, not a single flaw!"

The Old Butler shook his head, his tone conveying a deep sense of powerlessness and shock.

"That's simply impossible!" Young Master Su Chi roared.

For those who started in traditional entities, how can anyone be one hundred percent flawless?

"Young Master, they indeed have problems, but they received a warning in advance!"

The Old Butler raised his head, his murky eyes flashing with fear of that nineteen-year-old boy trader:

"Before the public opinion war started and the authorities came in for surprise inspections.

The Shanghai Business Alliance, led by Wu Tianheng, had already launched a self-rectification campaign internally, sparing no cost and akin to a major blood transfusion!"

The Old Butler handed a secret report from the front line to Young Master Su Chi, his voice trembling:

"In order to completely block the possibility of us biting back.

They frantically filled in all gaps regarding hygiene, engineering quality, and labor contracts, all according to the highest and strictest industry standards!"

Young Master, can you believe it? To cope with this infighting dark war.

The Wu Family even signed the most formal five insurances and one fund labor contracts for the outsourced cleaning ladies in their malls overnight!"

Young Master Su Chi snatched the secret report, staring fixedly at the words on it, his whole body feeling as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

Crazy! They are truly crazy!

Even giving outsourced cleaning ladies full five insurances and one fund.

In the eyes of profit-seeking capitalists, this is simply an idiotic act of cutting off one's own arms and bleeding excessively!"

How much real money and hidden costs must have been thrown into this?!"

But it was precisely this seemingly stupid, cost-no-object "self-mutilating defense."

That, at this critical moment of life and death, forged an absolutely impregnable fortress for the entire Shanghai Merchants camp!"

At this point, Young Master Su Chi finally painfully realized a terrifying fact.

That young man named Shen Du.

Not only saw through the entire plan of Northern Capital, not only possessed the terrifying means to launch a dimensional reduction strike.

He even used an unbelievable method.

To twist the Shanghai old money families, who were originally scattered and fighting on their own, into a dead knot!"

The current Shanghai circle is now a piece of seamless steel.

Under Shen Du's leadership, they are.

Willing to give up all immediate interests and cooperate with the Shen Family at any cost.

To launch a desperate counterattack against Northern Capital that would not end until death!"

After the rage and despair, the luxurious office fell into a chilling silence.

Young Master Su Chi seemed to have his energy drained in an instant, collapsing back into the large boss chair.

He stared fixedly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

His chest heaved violently, and it took a full five minutes for his rapid breathing to gradually calm down.

When he lowered his head again and looked at the Old Butler standing opposite him.

Those eyes, which were originally bloodshot and full of hysterical madness, had regained a chilling coldness and rationality.

Anger cannot solve any problems.

In this cruel capital Shura field, only purer and more violent chips can shatter any deadlock!"

"More than one billion RMB (equivalent to about 150 million USD)..."

Young Master Su Chi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his brain beginning a cold bottom-line game and deduction:

"Wu Tianheng, Zhou Zhenghai, and Zhu Qingshan, these three old guys are indeed ruthless.

To be able to forcibly withdraw such a huge cash flow overnight."

Young Master Su Chi's mouth curled into a cruel sneer: "But this is definitely their limit!

In the general environment just after the global financial crisis.

Withdrawing so much liquid cash at once must have deeply wounded the foundation of their assets hoarded overseas.

They look impregnable now, but in reality, they have long started bleeding internally!"

With the business war reaching this point, all conspiracies, tricks, and public opinion blitzes are already things of the past.

Now what matters is whose health bar is longer, whose foundation is deeper!"

"Butler, go check our currently combined reserve fund pool."

Young Master Su Chi's voice was as cold as ice: "How much ammunition does the entire Beijing Circle alliance have on the books now?"

The Old Butler didn't need to check; this core number that determined the trend of the north-south business war was already engraved in his mind.

He immediately straightened his back and reported in a deep voice:

"Young Master, after deducting the 30 million loss, there is still a full 470 million USD in the entire Beijing Circle fund pool that hasn't been moved!"

Hearing this terrifying number, large enough to buy half of Shanghai's core business district.

A savage and fierce light suddenly burst into Young Master Su Chi's eyes.

This is the absolute confidence of the Beijing Circle as the top capital alliance in China!

"Since this life-and-death business war has completely torn off the masks.

Since Shen Du and those Shanghai Merchants want to use this meat grinder to risk their lives with us..."

Young Master Su Chi stood up abruptly, snatched the loss statement on the table, tore it into pieces, and threw it forcefully into the air.

Amidst the flying paper scraps.

Young Master Su Chi issued the craziest and most resolute order in this great north-south decisive battle:

"Pass my words down!

Order all our subsidiaries in the Yangtze River Delta to accept comprehensive rectification!

Pay the fines, pay the workers' wages, and use money to plug all loopholes for me!

Absolutely do not let the foundation collapse!"

"Since they want to play with capital hedging, and since they think 150 million USD can guard the gates of Shanghai..."

Young Master Su Chi pressed his hands heavily on the desk, like a desperate gambler with red eyes.

Pushing all his lethal chips in his hand onto the center of the poker table at once:

"Then throw another 300 million USD in for me!!!"

Young Master Su Chi's voice echoed in the spacious office, revealing an extreme aura of killing that would not stop until the enemy was destroyed:

"Use absolute capital firepower to tear the defensive line they built to pieces for me!

I want to see just how rich this group of conservative Southern old money really is!

I don't believe that the mere local financial cliques of the three families, Wu Tianheng, Zhou Zhenghai, and Zhu Qingshan.

Can be more powerful than the combined strength of dozens of families in my entire Northern Beijing Circle?!"