Chapter 150: The Final Ultimatum

Currently, almost all of the world's most influential large investment funds have legally established entities in these tax havens, managing assets globally through complex international investments and capital operations.
In the offshore financial services sector, Mossack Fonseca law firm is undoubtedly one of the top players, firmly holding a place among the top three in the industry.
Huang Fengwen continued:
"I've heard that a large amount of hot money has recently flowed into Mossack Fonseca.
I estimate that they mediated this acquisition of our bonds, helping those international funds negotiate terms with us.
At the same time, they also want to connect with us and discuss business cooperation."
"Business cooperation? What kind of business?" Su Hao asked curiously.
“What other business could it be?” Huang Fengwen chuckled.
“We’ve made quite a bit of money overseas lately, and quite a bit of buzz, which probably caught their attention.
They’ve likely heard the rust and come knocking, wanting to recruit us.
Their suggestion is, instead of keeping the company in China, why not register it in one of those ‘tax havens’ and have them manage your assets? That way you can save a lot on taxes!”
Su Hao stroked his chin. “This…this thing, is it legal? There won’t be any traps, will there?”
“Hey! Mossack Fonseca, a titan in offshore finance, top three globally!
Would he risk ruining his reputation for such a small business by engaging in petty, illegal activities?”
Su Hao took a document from Huang Fengwen—a letter of intent from the Mossack Fonseca law firm.
The company’s legal department had already worked overtime to translate and edit it; it was easy to read.
The only problem is… this stuff is like a book written in heaven!
Especially the parts involving taxes and legal clauses—the twists and turns, the rules and regulations, it's more complicated than a damn maze!
Su Hao considers himself a good learner, but every time he sees this stuff, his head starts throbbing, and he feels completely overwhelmed.
Huang Fengwen, deeply agreeing, complained:
“Not to mention, tax laws in different countries change every few days; it's absolutely insane.
That's why tax professionals are such high-paying jobs; they earn their money through this brain-intensive work.”
“So, what do you mean, Brother Huang?”
“Well… to be honest, these days, most large financial companies have some kind of presence in those ‘tax havens,’ setting up investment companies or something. It’s almost become an industry norm.
Especially for asset management companies, when they’re setting up overseas funds, it’s practically standard practice.
If we plan to expand overseas in the future and get involved in international investments,
then partnering with them to set up an offshore company wouldn’t be a bad thing; at least it could save us a significant amount of money.”
Not only Huang Fengwen, but the professional team in the company responsible for evaluating the letter of intent also believed that the law firm’s suggestion, from a business perspective, was indeed reasonable and feasible.
Su Hao nodded, about to turn the page of the letter of intent, when just as his fingertips touched the edge of the paper—
Suddenly!
"!?"
His pupils contracted sharply!
His thumb, gripping the paper, seemed to have been sliced ​​by an invisible blade; a glaring crimson, like a venomous snake, rapidly spread across the pristine white paper!
Su Hao was startled, jerking his hand back as if electrocuted.
The letter of intent fell to the table with a thud.
"W-What happened? Hao, are you alright?" Huang Fengwen, startled by his sudden reaction, asked quickly.
"Ah… my hand, I think I cut it with the paper…"
"Huh? Cut? Let me see… no, it's perfectly fine!" Huang Fengwen leaned closer to examine it, looking utterly bewildered.
Su Hao also carefully examined his fingers. Just as Huang Fengwen said, they were clean and unharmed; there wasn't even a trace of blood, let alone a wound.
But… he had definitely seen it clearly!
Just now, right at his fingertips, a crimson stain, like fresh blood, seemed to come alive, gushing from his fingertips and soaking the paper!
“…”
Su Hao fell silent. He picked up the letter of intent on the table and examined it carefully.
The paper was still the same, smooth and even, without a single crease, let alone any bloodstains.
This was truly strange.
Could it be that he was hallucinating due to the recent stress?
But the feeling was too real!
Moreover, even now, his fingertips seemed to still retain that cool, sticky sensation.
No!
This was definitely not a hallucination!
He had never experienced anything so bizarre before.
An indescribable, ominous intuition, like a cold hand gently scratching the back of his neck, made his scalp tingle and his whole body feel uneasy.
“Brother Huang,” Su Hao suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"Is this Mossack Fonseca law firm really... safe?"
***
Just when Qin Han thought the "Kintetsu Group" was already his for the taking, ready to be devoured, the situation suddenly changed.
As the saying goes: hyenas always smell carrion, and vultures always circle over dying prey.
After news spread that the Kintetsu Group was about to be swallowed whole by the Jiang Jin Group,
the world's astute "financial hyenas" swarmed in like a tide, all wanting a piece of this feast.
Among these international funds that suddenly appeared, some lacked the strength, or felt the waters were too deep and the risks too great, and after a few tentative attempts, wisely withdrew.
But more often, however, were those astute and audacious speculators who saw this as a golden opportunity, placing their bets in an attempt to profit from the chaos.
Among them were a few particularly daring international funds who directly approached Fanghuan Investment, offering a 30% premium to buy the Kintetsu Group's bonds.
Faced with this group of financial hyenas that had suddenly appeared to disrupt the market, Qin Han, chairman of Jiangjin Group, finally couldn't sit still.
He immediately issued an ultimatum to Fanghuan Investment, or rather, to Su Hao: a 40% premium!
This was the highest price Jiangjin Group could offer!
Not a penny more!
If Su Hao refused the proposal, Jiangjin Group would not only absolutely refuse to acquire the bonds he held, but would also completely abandon him, leaving Fang Huan Investment to slowly wear down Jintie Group!
The subtext was: Kid, don't be stubborn, know when to quit!
Just as Qin Han was closely monitoring Su Hao's final decision and the movements of those international funds, preparing to adjust his strategy at any moment to ensure the maximization of all interests,
a shocking international financial scandal exploded like a nuclear bomb in the global financial world!