Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"Seize their homes?"

Shen Miaozhu took a deep breath, her high chest heaving violently.

The initial shock in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes instantly transformed into an extremely fervent business ambition.

Having spent so many years navigating the Hong Kong business world, she knew all too well the significance of those words.

With this extra 10 billion US dollars in cash flow.

In addition, there's Zhang Huaimin's quantum finance algorithm, which can be described as a game-changer.

They are now the most terrifying and unscrupulous super predators in the global capital market!

"Mr. Yu!"

Zhang Huaimin ignored Shen Miaozhu's excitement and pressed the intercom on the table.

"Bring your legal and M&A teams to the financial war room immediately."

"We've got some big work to do."

Less than five minutes.

Yu Li, wearing high heels, pushed open the door with the force of a whirlwind.

She was followed by a dozen top financial and legal experts in suits, all with cool and aloof expressions.

During this period, Yu Li has undergone a complete transformation in her position as CEO of Future Technology.

That meticulous calculation that came from living in a traditional courtyard house has now evolved into the ruthless decisiveness that controls a business empire worth hundreds of billions.

"Chairman Zhang, what are your instructions?"

Yu Li walked to the control panel and habitually placed the slick old abacus on the table.

Although the company is full of the most advanced computers.

But she still felt most at ease when she was working on this plan.

"There are currently 10 billion US dollars in the fund pool."

Zhang Huaimin pointed at the numbers on the screen, his tone as calm as if he were arranging what to eat for dinner.

"I want you to invest all of this money into Japan's heavy industry sector."

"Target: Top five heavy industry companies such as Mitsubishi, Kawasaki, and Ishikawajima."

A chilling glint flashed in Zhang Huaimin's dark eyes.

"Don't they like to blockade our raw materials?"

"Then let's just buy their base of operations, where they produce raw materials and high-precision equipment!"

"I want to see Mirai Technology become the controlling shareholder of these five major conglomerates before the Nikkei index closes today!"

boom!

The M&A team experts behind Yu Li all gasped in shock.

Buy up half of Japan's heavy industry base?!

If someone else had said this, they would have definitely thought that person was crazy and sent them to a mental hospital.

But these words came from Zhang Huaimin's mouth, coupled with the ten billion US dollars in real money on the screen.

This is an unquestionable death warrant!

"clear!"

Yu Li didn't waste any words.

A fierce fighting spirit ignited in her shrewd eyes.

"Immediately activate our offshore account matrix, break down the large sums into smaller ones, and go on a buying spree!"

"Crackling and popping—"

Yu Li frantically moved the abacus beads in her hand, aided by the quantum algorithm model.

An unprecedented cross-border hostile takeover battle has begun!

At this time.

The headquarters building of the Mitsubishi conglomerate in Tokyo, Japan.

Ichiro Sato sat in the spacious boardroom, his face ashen.

He, who was once full of vigor, now looked like a stray dog ​​with its spine removed.

Dozens of chaebol directors and executives were staring at him with eyes that seemed to want to devour him alive.

"Sato! You idiot!"

The chairman of the conglomerate, an old man with a full head of white hair, slammed his cane on the table.

"Didn't you confidently guarantee that China's future technology could bankrupt them with just 50 billion?!"

"And now?!"

"We not only lost all our short-selling funds, but we're also facing joint liability claims from those bloodsucking vampires on Wall Street!"

"You've made our great Japanese zaibatsu a laughingstock of the world!"

Sato Ichiro shuddered, cold sweat dripping down his forehead and nose.

But he was still trying to make a final excuse.

"Your Excellency Chairman! Please calm down!"

Sato Ichiro suddenly stood up and bowed deeply.

"This was just an accident! The Chinese used some extremely despicable cyberattack method!"

"But please rest assured, fellow board members!"

Sato Ichiro straightened up and patted his chest, trying to appear calm.

"Even if they managed to win a round in the financial market and make some money."

"But their Chinese heritage is undeniable!"

"They absolutely lack the funds and the courage to shake the core industries of our Great Japanese Empire!"

"Our heavy industry companies have formidable barriers to entry, and their stock prices are rock-solid; they absolutely cannot afford to buy them..."

however.

Ichiro Sato hadn't finished speaking.

"Bang!"

The conference room door was violently kicked open from the outside.

A finance director scrambled in, not even bothering to pick up his glasses which had fallen to the ground.

"President! Something terrible has happened!"

The CFO's face was deathly pale, and his voice was as shrill as a pig being slaughtered.

"Just in the last two hours!"

"Hundreds of mysterious offshore accounts have suddenly appeared in the market!"

"They're buying up the circulating shares of our five major heavy industry companies at any cost!"

"What?!"

The president suddenly stood up, a very ominous premonition rising in his heart.

"How much funding do you have? Immediately activate the poison pill plan for counter-defense!"

"We can't defend against it anymore!"

The CFO burst into despair and wailed.

"The other party's financial resources are terrifying! It's like a bottomless pit!"

"Moreover, their trading methods are extremely bizarre; our defense system is like paper in front of them, instantly breached!"

The CFO swallowed hard, his saliva stained with blood, and announced the final verdict in despair.

"Just now, those offshore accounts completed their share consolidation!"

"Future Technology Group already holds more than 51% of the shares in each of our five major heavy industry companies!"

"They...they are now our largest and most controlling shareholder!"

Rumble!

This sentence.

It was like ten thousand tons of high explosives detonating right there in the boardroom, which represented the highest industrial power in Japan!

Dead!

Deathly silence!

The board members, who had been so aggressive just moments before, now looked like soulless puppets.

He slumped in the chair, his face ashen.

The president rolled his eyes and slapped himself with a "crack," so angry that he suffered a stroke on the spot.

You bought it?!

Two hours!

That Chinese private enterprise that they ridiculed and sanctioned.

They actually used the money they lost in the stock market.

They turned around and bought up half of the heavy industry that the entire Japanese Empire was so proud of?!

This is an utter disgrace! It's a devastating blow, tantamount to national annihilation and genocide!

"No...this can't be...this can't be real..."

Sato Ichiro stared blankly at everything, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground again.

He meticulously planned everything, thinking he could crush Huaxia Technology under his feet.

result.

He not only gambled away all his money, but he even handed over his stronghold to that eighteen-year-old!

What kind of divine power is this?!

"Sato!"

A hot-tempered director rushed over and slapped Ichiro Sato hard across the face.

It ripped a bloody gash from the corner of his mouth.

"You traitor to the empire!"

"Because of your stupidity, our century-old foundation has been completely destroyed by the Chinese people!"

"You should resign immediately! Then commit seppuku as an apology!"

Seppuku?

Sato Ichiro covered his swollen cheek, his eyes filled with despair and madness.

He's finished, completely finished.

He was captured by holographic projection in China, and then became a sinner for all time in Japan.

In this vast world, there is no place left for Sato Ichiro.

Just as Ichiro Sato was filled with despair and preparing to jump from the dozens of stories high headquarters building to end his sinful life.

The satellite-encrypted phone in his pocket was extremely secretive and used only for the highest level of communication.

Suddenly it started vibrating with a "buzzing" sound.

As if grasping at a straw, Ichiro Sato answered the phone with trembling hands.

On the other end of the phone came a mechanical and chilling voice, altered by a voice changer.

"Mr. Sato, don't despair."

"We, the Western Freemasons, will not stand idly by and watch that Chinese kid continue to be arrogant."