Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 456 - 217: What Exactly Are You Excited About?_2

Chapter 456: Chapter 217: What Exactly Are You Excited About?_2

"May I ask, what’s the logic behind your repeated plays with Wei Hua? Are you intentionally following me?"

Han Lie thought for a moment, then replied, half-truthfully, "With the small amount in my personal trading account, I just pick the hottest stock in the market at any given time. It’s not a matter of following anyone."

Xu Xiang immediately asked, "What about the money you manage for clients?"

"It was only after I invested that I discovered you were also involved. If I’m not mistaken, we appeared on the ’Dragon Tiger List’ on the same day, didn’t we?"

"Yes."

Xu Xiang nodded, his expression growing somewhat puzzled.

"So I really don’t understand. What’s the logic behind your firm belief in Wei Hua? Could someone have told you I was working on it?"

"Initially, I treated it as a catch-up leader. Later, when I found you were involved, I paid closer attention."

It was another half-truth. Han Lie couldn’t directly say, I deduced the cause from the outcome, having already guessed your collusion with the listed company.

Xu Xiang nodded, feeling the reason was plausible.

"What are your plans going forward?"

Now for the main event. Han Lie thought for a moment, then stated frankly, "I foresee a 50% profit margin on this."

As soon as these words were spoken, Assistant Zhang immediately furrowed his brow. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

To earn 50% at the current price would mean exiting around 20 yuan, which would cut directly into their profits.

Xu Xiang, on the other hand, showed no reaction. He was, indeed, a top player accustomed to navigating turbulent waters.

He casually asked, "Would you like to act in concert with me? In my opinion, the potential upside could be more than 50%."

Han Lie decisively shook his head. "Thank you for the generous offer, but I have my own style and rhythm."

The atmosphere suddenly tensed.

Xu Xiang meant: Become a concerted party with me, don’t cause trouble, and I can ensure you earn more than 50%.

But Han Lie refused. His refusal was not only unceremonious but also left no incriminating evidence.

Xu Xiang’s face hardened, and he spoke slowly and deliberately, "Given the current market environment, if we end up in internal conflict during trading, Wei Hua will likely fall back to its previous support level."

This was a clear threat, one that even Ding Xiang understood as she nervously put down her chopsticks.

But Han Lie showed no fear, his smile unwavering.

"Not a problem. Our funds have minimal entry costs. Both operational and time costs are low, so we can afford to wait and absorb any losses."

Han Lie hadn’t deliberately emphasized "time costs," yet Xu Xiang still understood.

It was a counter-threat.

Xu Xiang wasn’t the type of big shot who could easily conceal his emotions, so his expression faltered.

Yet, having weathered so many great storms, he ultimately refrained from erupting in anger.

"Time... interesting. Indeed, time is always on your side. I’m getting old! Young Han, I am very curious, how are you so sure we can’t afford to wait?"

Han Lie patiently responded, "The window for speculating on high-bonus share transfers is limited."

With that simple statement, he struck right at the heart of Xu Xiang’s predicament.

"Oh!"

Xu Xiang shook his head. "You really saw through it; you weren’t just bluffing me... Haha! The younger generation is truly formidable!"

The shift from his initial thoughtful sigh to hearty laughter took less than a second.

Ding Xiang looked at Mr. Xu in confusion, completely failing to grasp what was happening.

Actually, it was simple—the two men had revealed their hands to each other.

Xu Xiang had thought he could intimidate Han Lie with a market shakeout, but Han Lie had clearly seen that Xu Xiang’s hand was forced, leaving him with no other option.

Outsiders often think market makers are invincible, but that’s not the case at all.

Countless market makers have been shattered by the market. Those with high operational costs were often driven to the rooftops, while those with low capital costs were forced to become reluctant long-term shareholders. The few dozen market makers remaining by the year ’22 were all unfortunate souls trapped in the game.

They want to pump the stock but can’t, with regulators watching their every move.

They want to bail out but can’t escape, as no one is willing to take over their positions.

Want to seek outside help? Who would bother with them?

So they burn incense and pray daily, hoping for a bull market to arrive swiftly. If the broader market were to rise by fifty percent, they would be liberated...

They don’t dare hope for more. Dreams of market manipulation? To hell with those dreams!

Although regulations at the time weren’t overly strict, circumstances still make heroes.

Xu Xiang needed a smooth exit. He had to seize the current, limited window of opportunity; he couldn’t afford to get entangled with Han Lie.

If this dragged on past the disclosure deadline for the third-quarterly report, and the actual share transfer bonus fell short of expectations, they’d all be trapped.

Han Lie picked up the wine pot, filled Xu Xiang’s cup to the brim, and raised his glass in a calm, composed toast—his aura completely dominating the exchange, radiating an unapologetic arrogance.

The arrogance wasn’t in his actions or attitude, but in the unwavering confidence that screamed, I have you completely figured out.

"Mr. Xu, market matters should be left to the market. Let’s each rely on our own abilities. There’s no point discussing settled issues at length. How about we talk about techniques instead? I’m very curious about your path to success."

Xu Xiang picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Han Lie’s, his interest seemingly even more piqued than before.

Ding Xiang watched, growing ever more bewildered.

Xu Xiang said heartily, "Fine. It’s only a few hundred million. Not worth dwelling on!"

Then he drained his glass in one gulp.

Exactly! That was the reason.

To say Xu Xiang didn’t care at all about a few hundred million would be an exaggeration.

But given the storms he’d weathered and the fact that the situation was now irreversible, he could fully accept the loss of a few hundred million.

Which major player hasn’t experienced profit pullbacks of a few hundred million?

If one can’t handle that, they might as well leave the market; they’re destined for ruin sooner or later.

"Where should we begin?"

Xu Xiang, his spirits lifted, truly began to reminisce.

"When I was your age, our country’s stock market was just beginning to develop. I dived in headfirst, knowing absolutely nothing..."