Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 487 - 227 Ah... Finally comfortable!_2

Han Lie spread his hands, his face the picture of helplessness.

"My first product has a reserved quota of only 1.5 billion. I really can’t guarantee anything beyond that. If it doesn’t make money, what’s the point of your investment?"

This little fox, damn him, he’s so good at spinning tales! Not only did Second Sister Jin not believe him, but none of the other influential figures present did either.

Before they came, everyone had consulted trusted sources. It didn’t matter if they didn’t understand finance themselves; who doesn’t have a few reliable friends?

Currently, Han Lie’s reputation in the industry was quite high. While not at the absolute peak, everyone was optimistic about his ability to generate profits.

Dominating the top spot on the weekly charts for eight consecutive weeks in Daxiong City was simply unbelievable. Such a feat had never occurred in previous competitions, and it was unlikely to happen again. Don’t talk about luck; this couldn’t possibly be attributed to mere luck. The relevant forums were practically exploding with discussion.

And his maneuvers last week further proved Han Lie’s capability to manage large-scale funds.

There were quite a few experts in the market with similar abilities. The problem was, however, that top-tier traders of Han Lie’s caliber rarely engaged in private equity. Conversely, those willing to manage private equity without fundraising limits often lacked stable profitability.

Such paradoxes always exist in the market. It’s akin to how banks issue loans: the less someone needs money, the more eager banks are to lend to them; conversely, the more someone desperately needs money, the tighter the banks restrict lending.

That’s why Second Sister Jin was trying every conceivable method to get on board. In her view, Han Lie couldn’t possibly continue with private equity indefinitely. Perhaps this was the last chance.

As for his claim of being unsure about making profits beyond 1.5 billion—that was pure nonsense. What difference could there be between 1.5 billion and 2 billion? It wasn’t as if the sum was skyrocketing from 1.5 billion to 5 billion!

"1.5 billion is already a lot! Thirty million is only two percent. Help your big sister out, and I’ll help you navigate the entertainment industry. How about that?"

When it came to making money, Second Sister Jin possessed a remarkable persistence. Moreover, she valued not just the immediate investment quota but also the future benefits of establishing a good relationship with Han Lie. After observing him throughout the entire dinner, her confidence in Han Lie had solidified.

There are some people whom, after just half an hour of interaction, you become inwardly convinced: This person is truly formidable; they are bound to achieve great things in the future!

Han Lie, erudite and multi-talented, equipped with his Rogue Skills, was precisely such a person. Any reasonably discerning judge of character could sense the gap between him and his peers, leading to absolute trust—this humble, mature, and composed genius was destined for success. The only question was how vast an empire he would build.

Offering help in times of need is best, but adding to existing success is also good if one is too late for the former. Either way, one can’t just stand by and watch.

However, she couldn’t have imagined just how difficult Han Lie was to deal with.

Yielding? Not a chance.

The scoundrel smiled faintly and shook his head. "Why would I get involved in the entertainment industry, Sister Mi? I’m content to cheer you on from the sidelines."

"You certainly don’t need to," Second Sister Jin replied, a half-smile playing on her lips as she glanced at the scoundrel. "But perhaps one day, a little girlfriend of yours might be interested? My studio is launching its own production next. If you want to slip someone in, you’d better hurry~~~"

TSK TSK, she certainly knew how to persuade men...

To put it plainly, if Han Lie genuinely had such a need, she could indeed be of significant assistance. Jiaxing’s self-produced dramas might not have the best reputation, but they were genuinely effective at launching careers. This was especially true for newcomers fresh out of arts academies; give them a role, say, the fifth female lead in a drama starring Second Sister Jin, and they could pretty much outshine a vast number of their peers.

However, things couldn’t be handled this way. Sister Mi wasn’t someone to be indulged. Her skill in seizing every opportunity to her advantage was exceptionally high, no less than Han Lie’s own.

"Please, don’t. I’m trying to connect with you on a personal level, Sister Mi, but you keep bringing up money. That spoils the sentiment." Han Lie shook his head and stated firmly, meeting Second Sister Jin’s astonished gaze, "That five million was squeezed from someone else’s allocation. Today is our first meeting, and I made an exception for you first. As your junior brother, isn’t that sincere enough?"

Good heavens! He really knew how to lay it on thick...

A sense of exasperated amusement and helplessness welled up in Second Sister Jin. Making such a grand gesture out of five million, as if I were the one being unreasonable. Simply incredible!

The few onlookers could hardly bear to watch anymore. Su Xiao and Peng Hu exchanged a quiet glance. Old Peng nodded, then gave a wry smile and shook his head.

So difficult to deal with...

Old Peng’s nod meant: Yes, you guessed right. This whole act is for our benefit. His headshake meant: There’s no helping it. If we want to make money, we’ll have to accept being fleeced.

Su Xiao, however, furrowed his brows tightly.

To be honest, although he was mentally prepared to part with some of his initial shares, he was unwilling to give those precious shares to someone like Han Lie. Han Lie lacked the kind of resources he needed. If the price wasn’t too high, he could tolerate Han Lie receiving a small stake and bringing him along. But if the price exceeded his preset bottom line, then, sorry, he wouldn’t agree.

The problem was that Peng Hu’s position was largely aligned with his own, yet there were subtle differences. Peng Hu was willing to use his influence and the Innovation and Entrepreneurship Fund to back Su Xiao’s film company, offering him the utmost support. However, this money belonged to the conglomerate; whether it profited or incurred losses didn’t significantly impact Peng Hu personally. So, where did Peng Hu’s personal interests lie in this?

Initially, Peng Hu hadn’t identified any personal stake, so he considered it purely helping an old friend, expecting nothing in return. But now, Peng Hu had found it. Yes—Han Lie.

The so-called exchange of benefits was never merely about physical transactions. It was best not to delve into specifics, as it touched upon sensitive matters; in any case, everyone present could guess.

So, when Peng Hu suddenly extended an invitation to Han Lie, "Teacher Han, care to join me for a cigar?"