Reborn with Consumption System

"It’s nothing. I heard about your reputation and admire your insight and sharpness. That’s why I wanted to discuss tomorrow’s market trend with you.

Personally, I judge that the free trade zone concept should continue to rise tomorrow. The secondary leader will open with a limit-up, and the enthusiasm of the stockholders will have nowhere to go, likely piling up at least 800 million in buy orders at the limit-up.

Of course, there will certainly be funds feeling that this level is already high enough, intending to lock in profits and stash them safely.

But this won’t affect the big picture.

Continuing to climb is everyone’s consensus. After full turnover and capital relay, the secondary leader will rise to an appropriate position with a healthier stance... What do you think?"

Han Lie understood — Damn, are they offering me a limit-up for free?!

1.2 billion held position, eating another limit-up, and that’s an extra 120 million in earnings.

It doesn’t sound like much, but in the current market environment, it’s already quite remarkable.

What does Han Lie need to do?

Nothing, just waiting to pick up money.

And if you calculate the detailed account — agreeing to him, tomorrow you can cash out 1.32 billion; disagreeing, keep smashing the market, and getting back 800 million at the end would be good.

Altogether, that’s equivalent to a whopping profit of 500 million.

Panzi quietly thought it over, his eyes were wide open.

Good heavens, I’ve sold off industries accumulated over the years, and that would only net me six or seven hundred million cash, but this kid?

With a casual maneuver, in less than a month, he managed to squeeze out this much from the old hands!

What a tremendous wave of the future...

Panzi’s gaze was complex, filled with turbulent emotions, and he quietly exchanged a look with Liu Minghao, finding the same in the other’s eyes, his mood slightly eased.

But Han Lie had already sensitively realized something was wrong.

million?

Why is it 800 million?

The time is too short, couldn’t think it through thoroughly, but it didn’t stop Han Lie from continuing to probe.

"800 million seems a bit much, doesn’t it?"

Liu Hanhe heard it and sensed Han Lie’s attitude softening, and was immediately overjoyed.

"Gotta leave some margin! There are surely quite a few willing to chase high, but those planning to take profits must be more, 800 million is about right!"

Han Lie instantly understood.

So, you folks thought I had less than 800 million in holdings left?!

Those three private equity firms can’t check my holding information, it’s always been Gao Fengbo handling that, so, did he check it wrong, or deliberately hide it?

[Strategic Judgement] talent allowed Han Lie to get the correct answer in a flash.

CITIC’s top broker Chen Gong hasn’t fallen out with Gao Fengbo yet, so Gao Fengbo certainly has a way to get an approximate number through somebody at the brokerage or the head office, it couldn’t be so far off.

So, the correct answer is... they’re having internal conflicts? Each has their own agenda? Better you dead than me?

This indeed seems normal.

Originally, Han Lie didn’t plan to agree— I don’t lack your little money, rather want to establish dominance, and earn a reputation that shouldn’t be messed with.

But since the other side falls into their schemes... that indeed calls for a change of plans.

Sell 800 million, leave a base position of 520 million, should be enough.

In the blink of an eye, a new operation adjustment formed.

Dog Lie immediately changed his tune: "Mr. Liu’s vision is sharp, thinking is clear, and action is decisive. I think your judgment makes a lot of sense."

I agree, let’s do it this way.

Through the phone, came a very light but very clear sigh of relief.

Liu Hanhe and others felt relieved, unable to control their breathing.

"Teacher Han, getting your recognition, my heart is finally at peace!"

Han Lie’s voice softened: "It’s nothing, we’re all in the same industry, we should seize opportunities to exchange more, and progress together."

Liu Hanhe’s face turned red.

Progress together?

You indeed progressed, making a pure profit.

I got screwed here, not even sure when I’ll recover...

However, Liu Hanhe bears no grudge against Han Lie, rather it’s Gao Fengbo, thinking about having to raise money to take over the market tomorrow, unsure how much the loss will be, felt like his heart was bleeding.

In his mind floated the image of Han Lie’s calm smiling face, the more he thought, the more resentful he felt.

Damn, just wait till I recover...

"Mr. Liu, I have some business here, shall we leave it at that?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Teacher Han, please go ahead, I’ll host a dinner over the weekend, invite Chairman Qiu, and hope you can attend! By then, we can have a good chat..."

Liu Hanhe isn’t naive; he doesn’t think a 10% offer to take over can completely turn enemies into friends with Han Lie.

Emotionally and logically, a face-to-face apology is necessary.

Moreover, one must think about how to compensate in other aspects.

Almost got buried by Han Lie, he is still haunted by it, even developed a bit of fear for Han Lie.

So, when Han Lie was silent for about 5 seconds and finally gently responded "okay," Liu Hanhe even heard the easing heartbeat in his chest.

"Then I won’t disturb you, very pleased to meet you, Teacher Han."

"Same here, goodbye Mr. Liu."

Hung up the phone, both sides fell silent for a moment.

Then, Bao Bin and Hu Lei simultaneously lifted their glasses, together with Liu Hanhe and Gao Fengbo, each downed 2 ounces of white liquor.

Each person felt a sense of rebirth after a disaster, only strong liquor could soothe their throats.

And on Han Lie’s side, three people laughed heartily, bursting into rounds of laughter.

No friend disliked Han Lie, because he always won.