Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 583 - 259: Finalizing the Contract and New Inspiration_3

Chapter 583: Chapter 259: Finalizing the Contract and New Inspiration_3

When the topic ended, only Han Lie, Liu Minghao, Old Liu, and Old Gao were preparing to make the rounds and show their faces.

Liu Minghao said very practically, "This kind of business has a lot of potential. I plan to take Little Lu to have a look and carve out a new niche in the real estate sector."

Old Liu and Old Gao were of similar minds and therefore insisted on dragging Han Lie along.

"Mr. Han, you have to come!"

"Right, you’re the main character. Without you, what are we celebrating?"

Old Huang glanced at Tang Xintian and instructed, "Xintian, you go with Mr. Han. It’s a great opportunity to expand your business. However, you must remember your place and put Mr. Han first in everything."

"That’s too much, Huang Xing, you’re exaggerating." Han Lie laughed, about to offer a few modest words, when Tang Xintian came right over without any reservation. She leaned on his shoulder, touched his arm, and clinked her glass against his.

"Mr. Han, don’t be so modest. Rest assured, I’ll look to you for direction in everything!"

Han Lie was flabbergasted.

What the hell is going on here?! Can’t you show a little restraint in public?!

Instinctively, he glanced at Panzi. Good grief! His father-in-law, who usually took such instances of playing along for show much more lightly, was now squinting his eyes!

Han Lie managed to remain composed as he dealt with the situation. When he stole another glance...

Tang Xintian returned to her seat, nonchalant as if nothing had happened!

TSK TSK. When it comes to composure, it has to be you...

After that, Han Lie drank restlessly. He was sensitive. He didn’t sense any romantic intentions from Tang Xintian, yet he could feel a certain closeness from her.

So it really bugged him. Why can’t you just say what you want?

Feeling really unsure, Han Lie made an excuse to leave the gathering early, saying he had to check the stock market the next day, and didn’t go on to the next party.

However, this didn’t stop everyone from making firm promises to him.

Old Xing’s idea was that if there were similar reliable projects in the future, Han Lie should just ask him if he needed money.

Old Liu and Old Gao assured him they could reduce their fees even more for the next collaboration.

Old Huang was more reserved and didn’t state anything explicitly, but he invited Han Lie to play golf on Sunday.

In general, a small ABS project group centered on Han Lie was taking shape.

If there were another chance to work on a similar project, Han Lie wouldn’t need to go door to door again. With just a word, all parties would be able to do their part well.

Wouldn’t that be like picking up money together?!

After the banquet, everyone went their separate ways, and Han Lie didn’t dare to see Tang Xintian off.

Panzi stood there with his hands behind his back, chatting happily with Old Huang. No matter how much Han Lie told himself he wasn’t scared, he still felt a chill...

I really didn’t do anything! Damn!

「...」

It was just past 8 p.m. when Han Lie got back to the hotel. He was about to quietly go over the outline for Xi Luting when Bai Yuqiu, who had been silent for several days, couldn’t restrain herself any longer.

"Little man, I’m not feeling well..."

Han Lie replied with two words, "Take medicine."

Just as he was about to toss his phone aside, she sent him a photo.

In the photo, she was at a nail salon or someplace similar, painting nail polish on her feet.

That wasn’t surprising; what was surprising was... there were two pairs of feet in the photo!

"Little man, my sister is also feeling unwell..."

Damn! Why didn’t you say that earlier?!

Han Lie immediately picked his phone up again and patiently typed, "Which sister of yours?"

"HEE HEE~~~" She sent a sly smile and then said, "Little Frost! Little Snow is busy with her final exams. Who did you think it was?"

HISS... Han Lie licked his chapped lips and hesitated for a moment.

"What do you want me to do if she’s feeling unwell?"

Bai Yuqiu really was a siren; her flirting skills were simply outrageous. She immediately sent, "I’ve bragged about you to her! Do you want to help a bit?"

Han Lie shivered all over.

Don’t get me wrong. It’s mainly confusion. Isn’t she being a bit too forward?

But it was Bai Yuqiu herself who cleared up his confusion.

"Oh, you’re God Lie, a man of golden words. What’s wrong with two weak girls wanting to cling to a big, strong leg? Dear Lie Lie, take us flying with you!"

At the mention of the phrase "man of golden words," Han Lie slapped his forehead.

Shoot, I’ve been too busy!

It was another week, and the stock market was close to plunging below 2,000 points again. Now, Bai Yuqiu was not the only one in a hurry.

The SPD Bank private banking clients who’d been fortunate enough to attend Han Lie’s seminar all admitted they were impressed!

The reason they hadn’t been showing up in droves was that everyone was waiting for a rebound.

A rapid decline was one verification; a rebound another. If the market dropped below 2,000 points again after a rebound, then Han Lie would be considered prophetic—his prediction perfectly accurate!

But Bai Yuqiu didn’t want to wait anymore.

Partly because she was more anxious, and partly, perhaps because she was more anxious...

"Nemesis, do I really have to beg you?"

Bai Yuqiu’s first sentence was typed, and then suddenly, she sent a voice message, "Well then, please, I beg you!"

This was unbearable! Han Lie glanced at the outline in his notebook and, in agony, closed his computer.

Sorry, Little Cucumber. I really don’t have any inspiration right now. I have to go out to clear my mind and expand my thoughts a bit... Wait one more day! My inspiration will be gushing out like a broken fountain soon!