Reborn with Consumption System

Gao Fengbo quietly wiped away some sweat.

Bao Bin speculated, "Did they deliberately leave a few tens of thousands to trap us?"

The situation was urgent, and Liu Hanhe quickly ordered, "Don’t hold back, guys, quickly bring out the reserve funds to support the stock price!"

Hu Lei immediately got to work, shouting, "He’s definitely running low on chips, hold this wave!"

More sweat appeared on Gao Fengbo’s forehead.

Others may not know, but doesn’t he know exactly how many bullets Han Lie has left?

Stop holding on, just run!

But he couldn’t say a word, not even show any abnormality.

"You guys hang in there, I’m going to make a call to get some support from the margin department!"

Gao Fengbo grabbed his phone, quickly got up, and moved outside the camera’s view.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, his phone rang... It was Liu Hanhe from the meeting room.

He answered, and Liu Hanhe’s sinister voice came through the earpiece, "Brother, you didn’t lie to us before, did you?"

"No!" Gao Fengbo’s heart skipped a beat, but his tone was impeccable, "How could I? We’re all in this together..."

"It’s best if you didn’t. You know me, I’m not too calm and can’t tolerate deceit and betrayal..."

Liu Hanhe’s voice seemed laced with ice shards, with a hint of madness.

Gao Fengbo knew this affair would likely not resolve peacefully.

But his attitude became even more sycophantic, "Relax, Brother Liu, good or bad, I’m with you till the end!"

Then, right after hanging up, he immediately called his nephew.

"Dump the stock now! It doesn’t matter how big the noise is, just dump as much as you can!"

In just this short time, Yingkou Port’s stock price plummeted, already down to negative 3.8%.

Liu Hanhe, Hu Lei, and Bao Bin’s resistance was like a piece of paper, easily torn through.

In such frantic selling, Han Lie actually didn’t offload much of his chips and soon triggered a major stampede.

The first to crack were the psychologically fragile retail investors, followed by small hot money, and then those private equity firms that had no ties with Liu Hanhe.

Panic spreads particularly fast in the stock market.

Yingkou Port took a despairing nosedive towards the limit down.

Liu Hanhe and his group were actually prepared, but no preparation could match the tens of billions of RMB force that Han Lie unleashed.

What Han Lie threw down wasn’t just the 650,000 hands of Yingkou Port stock.

His weapon was the entire sector.

Just 7 minutes before closing, Hu Lei furiously smashed the keyboard, cursing, "Han Lie, WCNM! Going back on your word, I’m not done with you!"

At this moment, Bao Bin instead calmed down.

The situation was irretrievable, his confusion surpassed his anger.

"Didn’t we confirm just at noon? We planned to have dinner with him tonight, apologize and discuss compensation... Why turn on us so suddenly?"

Liu Hanhe didn’t understand either.

Staring at his phone screen for a whole minute, he finally dialed the number.

He couldn’t give up without getting answers.

The ringtone sounded three times precisely, and then the call connected.

"Hello? Mr. Liu."

Han Lie’s voice was still so calm, neither guilty as imagined, nor triumphant from victory.

As if... this butcher just had a mundane lunch and turned his head to forget about it.

Liu Hanhe didn’t know what attitude to take to question the other party.

In the world of capital, it’s survival of the fittest.

Among friends, there might still be some moral principles, but among opponents... it’s always the law of the jungle.

Liu Hanhe took several deep breaths, finally just asking, "Mr. Han, are we still having that dinner today?"

"Yes!"

Han Lie’s tone slightly rose at the end, with a semblance of a smile, "We have much to talk about, don’t we?"

"...Alright!"

Liu Hanhe squeezed out the word ’Alright’ through gritted teeth, restraining his anger, "See you later then! I hope you enjoy the meal!"

"Heh heh."

With a meaningful chuckle, Han Lie ended the call.

These so-called financial crocodiles, industry veterans, and power holders, refusing to respect me because of my age, treating me like a pushover.

No matter, after today, even the dogs in the circle will pass by me with their tails tucked!

As for your anger, your defiance, your dignity...

I hope you can keep it up and surprise me.