Chapter 1041 - 419: You’re My Real Daddy! (Part 3)
Anyone would find it unbearable.
"Teacher Han, do you really have to be so ruthless?"
Bao Bin spoke sinisterly, with strong dissatisfaction and threats in his voice.
Han Lie glanced at him, sneered disdainfully: "You can eat meat but can’t take a hit? Why? Mr. Bao, that question is really lacking in intelligence..."
Liu Hanhe suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on Bao Bin’s shoulder, stopping him from speaking further.
He looked directly at Han Lie, offering a soft yet sincere proposal.
"Teacher Han, as long as you stop crashing the market, I can conduct bulk trading with you at the highest price of the day, you choose the trading date, I’ll find you a public offering institution.
Then, we three owe you a favor. Once we recover, at your call, whether it’s buying at a high price or needing assistance in raising the price, all the funds of our three funds are at your disposal.
This verbal promise might not hold, so you can invite a trusted friend to my company, and I’ll record a video for you.
If we can’t fulfill it, you can take me down directly, at least a lifetime ban.
My sincerity is right here in front of you, think it over carefully, is it necessary to drag us down with real money and silver?"
The moment he finished speaking, Hu Lei immediately chimed in.
"Teacher Han, God Lie, the real culprit is Gao Fengbo, but he only has a maximum holding of 80 million now. If you don’t crash the board, he’ll surely escape; if you crash the board, we’ll have to figure out how to save ourselves, and he’ll still escape...
Why not show mercy and let us deal with him.
This time Gao Fengbo deceived five private equity firms and many relatives and friends, he’s almost cut off from the industry.
Once we recover, Brother Liu even has the chance to bring him down, why vent your anger on us?"
Bao Bin followed closely with another angle.
"Teacher Han, you have no interests left in Yingkou Port, minimizing losses is essentially profiting more, according to your judgment, the bull market is imminent, suffocating us won’t last long, cooperation would be mutually beneficial for making money!"
Do their words make sense?
Actually, it makes perfect sense.
They’ve discussed all the pros and cons from different angles.
But Han Lie used one sentence to push them back into the abyss.
"You still haven’t understood one thing..."
Han Lie laughed lightly and shook his head, pushing his tongue against the corner of his mouth, emanating a sinister aura that spread aggressively.
"I don’t care if I lose a few billion or make a few billion, I’ve already earned enough from this operation. Now I just want to hang a few corpses at the city gates to make the industry truly see one thing—being my enemy means either win or die."
The voice wasn’t loud, yet it thundered and changed the three men’s expressions dramatically.
There was fear, anger, and a sense of bewilderment after exhausting all their tricks.
Goddamn, he’s impervious to reason!
Bao Bin couldn’t stand it anymore, about to rise furiously, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Han Lie suddenly change his tone.
"I need notoriety.
But I also understand the principle that there’s a person accountable for every grievance and debt.
Therefore, I have another proposal..."
Bao Bin hurriedly swung his hand to touch his forehead, smoothing down his hair.
Hmm, the hairstyle is a bit messy, go on!
Han Lie didn’t even glance at him, speaking slowly: "When the stock price returns to the 5 dollar range, I’ll introduce a good big brother to you.
Then, whatever amount of property you can offer as collateral, that’s the amount of cash you can get.
Pledge rate 100%, term half-year, total interest rate 6%, transfer on contract signing day.
With this money... can your problem be solved?"
Liu Hanhe, Bao Bin, and Hu Lei were completely dumbstruck.
They have seen many incredible players who could change the situation with a flip of the hand.
However, never has anyone, like Han Lie at this moment, brought them such immense and absurd shock.
Damn it...
Not satisfied with ripping us off once, now it’s ripping us off continuously, in all sorts of ways, using various means?!
Sorrow! Humiliation! Beast! Shameless!
Bao Bin was full of sorrow, but he couldn’t control his hand—hurriedly taking it off his head, regardless of the oil on it, he started clapping.
Say no more, if you can find money, you’re my father!