Reborn with Consumption System

The office building of Huahuan Agricultural Market.

Liu Hanhe, Hu Lei, and Bao Bin respectfully placed the pledge contract and related documents in the center of the desk.

It was an old-fashioned desk from the mid-90s, probably phased out from a state-owned enterprise, covered in the mottled marks of time.

Caoye was holding a cheap Double Happiness cigarette in his mouth, his large, knobby hand pressed against the documents.

"Is everything here?"

"Caoye, it’s all here."

Liu Hanhe restrained his arrogance as a small financial crocodile, standing properly opposite, with his head bowed.

Why is a vegetable seller addressed as "Lord"?

Because he has been rooted in the grassroots of this city for too many years.

Finance people are indeed high above, but he monopolized a fifth of the huge Magic Capital’s vegetable wholesale market for 20 years. Is this someone an average person could extort?

Frankly speaking, to this day, Han Lie has not figured out this lord’s depth, or how exactly he’s making money.

Running the market? Vegetable wholesale? Capital interest? Shop rental income?

Fortunately, none of that really matters. Anyway, because of Panzi’s connection, this lord is undoubtedly one of our own.

"Alright, go do the notarization and then get the money."

Caoye handled matters swiftly and without any nonsense.

Bao Bin habitually started to forge a relationship: "Caoye, we’re so grateful..."

"Stop!"

Caoye raised his hand to interrupt, glancing up with a half-smile, half-sneer at Bao Bin.

"You guys might be someone outside, but here, you don’t have such a big face. Xiao Han said you wouldn’t lose out and can repay, so I gave as much as possible. Whether you lose or gain, I’ll seek it from him, understand?"

Hu Lei was extremely intimidated, nodding repeatedly: "Understood, understood!"

"Hey!"

Caoye chuckled, shaking his head with a sigh: "You better really understand."

He tapped the folder, raising his voice slightly: "This is probably most of your assets, right? More than 400 million. Sounds like a lot, but it’s nothing to me, even less to Xiao Han.

This world is big fish eat small fish, be very careful. If you’re eaten again, the property you pledged to me won’t allow you to cause any trouble..."

Liu Hanhe and the others felt a chill, immediately becoming suspicious and paranoid.

What does he mean?

Is that bastard Han Lie planning to set us up and earn the money back again?!

Could it be?

I’m not leveraging. We’ll replenish Yingkou Port honestly, as long as the bull market starts within six months, how could he bury me?!

Even if the bull market comes late or not at all, the concept of the free trade zone is there, very marketable. With a bit of policy cooperation, it can be pulled up strongly. How could we lose?

Their logic was flawless, but, for some reason, their hearts kept pounding uneasily.

"Caoye..."

Liu Hanhe plastered on a smile, not at all fake, even sincerely.

"We’ve already reconciled with Teacher Han. Now we’re not only on the same side but also can be considered his vanguard, there’s no way, no way!"

"Really?"

Caoye gave a meaningful smile, his gaunt face carrying an eerie expression.

Then he leisurely replied: "The instigator is about to run away, aren’t you acting a bit too incompetent as his so-called vanguard?"

Damn!

Liu Hanhe and the others exchanged glances, finally realizing what today’s show was about.

To put it simply — Gao Fengbo is going to flee, and Han Lie is dissatisfied with their attitude, requiring them to personally take action to prove they’ve truly submitted!

So, what exactly are they supposed to do?

Bao Bin cautiously asked: "Caoye, in your opinion, what’s Teacher Han’s attitude...?"

"What does that have to do with me?"

Caoye impatiently waved them off: "Just go do whatever you need to do, Old Pan’s message has been delivered. I don’t care how you toss around.

4.5 billion, six-month term, 6% interest.

Remember, when the time is up, either pay off principal and interest, or come to my market and carry bags!"

...

Liu Hanhe and the others smoothly got the money.

Prior to this, all the preliminary work like asset evaluation and contract confirmation had already been sorted, today’s visit was just a courtesy call to Caoye.

The result was they might as well have not come...

The good news is, with enough cash, it’s easy to pull Yingkou Port back above 8 yuan from 5.8.

If the environment is suitable and the policies cooperate, even 10 yuan isn’t out of reach.

And when the bull market arrives, there’s no need to mention it, as big as your heart is, as huge as your dreams can be blown.

But all of this has one prerequisite — does Han Lie agree?

If Han Lie doesn’t want them to make this money, then they really can’t.

It’s quite simple, just engage in close-quarters combat!

Together, they have billions in cash and positions, and if Han Lie also pulls out equivalent funds, stepping on theirs when they want to sell, smashing it first, directly shattering the candlestick pattern, making speculators and retail investors hesitant.

How to rise?!

Without a bull market, there’s no hope of breaking even!

Yes, Han Lie can’t make money either, the result will inevitably be both sides losing together.

However, the key is... they’re using less than a tenth of their capital to tangle with your entire net worth. With the same loss ratio, who can’t bear it?

Han Lie’s remaining over a hundred billion is comfortably making big money elsewhere!

Bao Bin smacked his lips and murmured with agitation: "Why does it feel like after taking this money, we’re bound even tighter by that bastard Han Lie?"

Hu Lei sneered in response: "They’re using open schemes, convinced we won’t take someone else’s money."