The massive scandal sent Yamamoto Pharmaceuticals' stock into a frenzied plunge. In just ten days, it fell from over 4,000 Japanese yen to barely 500.
Jiang Hao felt the timing was about right.
Time to close the net.
Two days later, the funds arrived. With 300 million in capital and tenfold leverage, after deducting fees and the like, Jiang Hao had made a total profit of 2.5 billion Hong Kong dollars.
He directly transferred 1 billion to his Hong Kong account as initial funding for buying land and building the temple, leaving 1.5 billion behind for future opportunities.
The Yamamoto Group had seven or eight listed companies. There was plenty for Jiang Hao to fleece.
To evade the government investigation, Yamamoto Pharmaceuticals dismantled its underground laboratories and moved whatever could be moved, suffering enormous losses yet again.
After Jiang Hao's round of sabotage, Yamamoto Pharmaceuticals had been badly crippled. Who knew whether it could ever recover.
Yamamoto Kazuo's face turned black with rage.
"Investigate thoroughly. Find out exactly who is opposing us!" Yamamoto Kazuo ordered.
The investigation did uncover something. Before the Yamamoto Pharmaceuticals scandal broke out, someone had taken massive short positions. Yamamoto Kazuo realized this person was likely behind it, but because the entity was an overseas offshore company, it was impossible to trace. It left Yamamoto Kazuo deeply frustrated.
Meanwhile, Jiang Hao had already returned to Hong Kong.
It was already eight in the evening when Jiang Hao got home. Ma Xiaoling was curled up on the sofa watching television. When she saw him enter, her eyes visibly lit up.
"You're back."
Jiang Hao set down his travel bag and asked, "Any business lately?"
"Yep. I did another cleansing job recently and made thirty thousand." Ma Xiaoling spoke smugly.
Opening his suitcase, Jiang Hao took out two