The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 856 Request for Help

Chapter 856: Chapter 856 Request for Help

One explosive piece of news after another stunned Matsushita Shota: "Where did they get the evidence from? They can’t have any evidence! Investigate! Investigate immediately! Who posted this online?"

This was the first time Matsushita Shota encountered such a major crisis. In Japan, he had been unbeatable; who dared to provoke him?

But this time, the opponent seemed to have a lot of information and revealed it on the internet rather than reporting directly to the relevant departments, which was very "interesting."

The opponent wanted to use the power of ordinary citizens, accumulating it to deliver a fatal blow to him.

He, Matsushita Shota, absolutely could not let the opponent succeed!

The old man squinted his eyes slightly, saying nothing, seemingly deep in thought.

Matsushita Shota, however, had no way to calm down, and he didn’t even have an appetite for breakfast.

Soon, his subordinates reported the investigation results: "Young Master Shota, all these pieces of evidence have been posted through Jianci’s social media account, the IP address is also from Jianci’s home, no mistake!"

"Pff—"

Matsushita Shota spat out fresh blood, his originally pale face turned even paler: "Yang Yu!"

The Ninja Force he sent to Xia Country was completely wiped out, and even Matsushita Kenji couldn’t return; he was sure they were all dead.

But the problem was, others didn’t know that Matsushita Kenji was dead!

Yang Yu somehow learned Matsushita Kenji’s secret and then used Matsushita Kenji’s social account to deliver a blow to the Matsushita Family.

Ruthless, truly damn ruthless!

The problem is, Matsushita Kenji clearly didn’t have these pieces of evidence; all the originals were in his own hands, just to hold those "partners" in check. How did Yang Yu manage to get them out?

"In this world, there are craftsmen who can restore anything they’ve seen, not to mention just a few papers with fingerprints," the old man said slowly. "I heard that Yang Yu is not only outstanding in Martial Arts abilities but also very good at hand-carved craftsmanship, imitating handwriting should be no problem."

"Presumably, Jianci has seen the originals of these items, so Yang Yu restored them. Not to mention ordinary people who haven’t seen the originals, even those who have seen them would think the photos are genuine if they had no originals in hand."

"The most fatal thing is, these photos were posted from Jianci’s social media account and network IP; we can’t argue at all. Shota, you were careless."

Cold sweat kept dripping from Matsushita Shota’s forehead, his heart also pounding faster: "Grandpa..."

"I will explain to our partners, let them handle public anger," the old man said. "You prepare yourself; I think that Yang Yu should have more tricks up his sleeve."

"Yes, Grandpa." Matsushita Shota bowed deeply to his grandfather, who stood up, wobbling as he walked away with his cane.

As soon as the old man left, a fierce look appeared in Matsushita Shota’s eyes: "More tricks? If Yang Yu dares to come again, I’ll chop off all his hands!"

Matsushita Shota was still shooting off his mouth prematurely. When Japan’s stock market opened, all stocks held by the Matsushita Family plummeted crazily, with their own stocks falling over 50%!

Matsushita Shota was completely dumbfounded; he had just thought Yang Yu’s next move would be to continue releasing black material, but he didn’t expect it to be using today’s negative news to directly hit the Matsushita Family’s stocks!

"Hold on, hold on for me!" Matsushita Shota picked up the phone and immediately called his family’s traders. "If you can’t hold on, you all should go die!"

"Yes, Young Master." Those traders were also sweating profusely, working tense as if facing a great enemy.

They had always been tagging along with information to reap others; they had never encountered a reverse situation like this.

They were skilled at harvesting others; counter-harvesting... their technique seemed a bit rusty.

Watching all his family’s stocks crazily fluctuating up and down, Matsushita Shota’s teeth were almost ground to pieces.

"Yang Yu, you damn wait for me, I will shred you to pieces!"

Xia Country’s Tianhai City, Yang’s Financial Company.

Xue Yaodong and his group of traders were also staring at the market, hands swiftly operating the keyboard, playing high-selling and low-buying harvesting.

They had prepared sufficient funds, taking advantage of the Matsushita Family’s negative news, buying up the panic-selling shares in batches at the opening and quickly selling them, creating more panic and more selling.

By absorbing a large number of panic-selling shares, Xue Yaodong played a brilliant psychological game with the opponent.

The opponent’s traders wanted to support the market, their operational methods were nothing more than those few.

Xue Yaodong, with funds on the market, precisely judged when the opponent would buy; he followed and bought, raising stock prices, letting the opponent mistakenly think they succeeded in supporting the market.

Once the opponent relaxed their guard, Xue Yaodong would madly dump again, slamming the stock price down.

The Matsushita Family desperately resisted, investing real money into the battle, and Xue Yaodong could repeat the same operation again.

High-selling and low-buying, over and over, all the funds the Matsushita Family put in to support the market ended up in Yang Yu’s pocket.

The stock market battle lasted all morning until noon suspension, the Matsushita Family’s stock still had a 50% drop, almost bursting Matsushita Shota’s heart with fury.

At this time, Matsushita Shota had already arrived at his family’s financial company, personally overseeing the battle.

Just after stopping trading, a trader said to Matsushita Shota, "Young Master Shota, we can’t continue like this."

"Why?" Matsushita Shota asked. "Do you want me to watch our Matsushita Family’s total assets shrink by half?"

The trader said, "Young Master, the opponent is obviously planned in ambushing us. If we continue, our funds will soon be completely exhausted."

Matsushita Shota furiously: "I have five hundred US dollars in liquidity, how could it be exhausted... What kind of look is that? You think I am an idiot?"

"Young Master, we don’t mean that." The trader shook his head repeatedly. "I want to say, of the five hundred US dollars in liquidity, we now only have one hundred and fifty left. The opponent’s funds are no less than ours, and they are conducting a sneak attack, we are very passive. To absolutely overwhelm the opponent, we need at least another five hundred billion US dollars..."

"You bunch of useless trash!" Matsushita Shota slapped the trader on the head. "Smack" sounded, the trader’s head exploded like a watermelon smashed on the ground!

"Ah!" The traders shook all over, scared half to death.

"A bunch of useless trash!" Matsushita Shota ignored them, picked up the phone, "Ms. Ilsa, I urgently request the assistance of Angel’s Wings."

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