Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 655 - 284 Completion Comes with the Ripe Time
Han Lie was in his office discussing the stock watchlist with Jiao Fangyan when Old Dou came barging in with Old Xing, practically buzzing with excitement.
"Lie! Are we starting to open positions yet?"
Big Brother Lie lifted an eyelid slightly, not bothering to be polite. "Why are you here? Did I invite you?"
"Heh heh!"
Old Dou, acting overly familiar, plopped himself onto the couch with a sly grin, chuckling and babbling, "How could I dare trouble you for an invitation? I was swamped before. The moment I got some free time, didn't I have to rush over to pay my respects? So, hey, can we start opening positions or not?!"
"Hey, hey! Have some dignity!"
Old Xing, hands clasped behind his back and fingers clutching a slim Prada briefcase, nudged Old Dou's legs aside with his foot. Then, with a disdainful look, he sat down beside him.
"Watch your conduct! The moment you step out that door, you represent SAIC Motor. You're a high-ranking leader; what on earth do you think you're doing?"
Old Dou wasn't having any of it and promptly flipped him the bird. "You old coot! You don't know shit!"
Then he went back to pestering Han Lie.
"Oh, God Lie, Big Brother Lie, our great benefactor! Give us the word, will you? Can we start opening positions already? I've got my wife's stock account ready, with over 200,000 in 'bullets' itching to be deployed!"
Wow, this guy is really chomping at the bit! Just over 200,000, and he's already desperate to jump in and buy something...
Old Xing grimaced. "With your level of skill, you'll never make a dime from the market in your entire life!"
Old Dou immediately shot back, "I might be terrible at this, but we've got Big Brother Lie to carry us! Jealous? Jealousy won't get you anywhere!"
Han Lie rubbed his temples and, with a wave, sent Jiao Fangyan away.
These two are pretty worked up. Did they come to my office just to argue?
However, their high spirits had, in fact, been stirred up by Han Lie himself.
Previously, Old Dou had entrusted all his family's cash to Han Lie. After just two rounds of trades, it had nearly doubled. Then, Han Lie predicted a major crash. Their private equity fund began to liquidate its positions, and just as he'd foreseen, the market plummeted towards the 2,000-point mark, which thrilled Old Dou to no end.
At work, he couldn't resist bragging about it to everyone he met.
Han Lie did well, so what did Old Dou boast about? He boasted about how Ah La has a keen eye for talent!
Seeing the market fall precisely to the 2,000-point mark, it was almost a certainty that now was the time to build positions. It felt like picking up free money—enough to make anyone's heart pound, right?
Moreover, the members of their small private equity circle knew Han Lie was busy and didn't dare to disturb him. So, they resorted to asking around amongst themselves, constantly finding new ways to praise God Lie. Each one feared that if someone else met Han Lie, their own "contributions" might be forgotten.
And so, the whole group eagerly awaited the market hitting the crucial 2,000-point mark.
Well, as luck would have it, the market was dropping again today!
Old Dou's next question perfectly captured everyone's mood: "God Lie! Is today the final plunge?"
The question made even Han Lie chuckle.
"Director Dou, who have you been spending time with? Where did you suddenly pick up that Imperial Capital accent?"
"Call me Little Dou!" Dou Mingde corrected him seriously, then continued to press, "God Lie, rest assured, I know the rules! I won't ask you which specific stocks to buy. Just tell me if we can get in, and I'll charge in on my own!"
There's no point in continuing this conversation.
Han Lie waved his hand in resignation. "Alright, alright. If the market drops below the 2,000 mark this afternoon, just close your eyes and jump in."
Then, he ignored Dou Mingde and turned to Old Xing.
Before Han Lie could bring up business, Old Xing shifted uncomfortably and asked timidly, "God Lie, when will your official fund start its fundraising?"
My, my, even you, our man of principles, can't hold back any longer?
Suppressing a laugh, Han Lie gestured. "Don't worry, Director Xing. When the fund is raising capital, I'll definitely reserve an allocation for you..."
Old Xing muttered cautiously, "I don't have a lot of money to invest. Can't I get in early?"
Han Lie advised soothingly, "The current market rebound isn't suitable for large-scale moves. Let's wait a bit. After the New Year, around late February or early March, we'll all get rich together."
"Great, great!"
Old Xing's face lit up, and he grinned so widely it seemed to stretch his entire mouth.
These days, Han Lie—God Lie, as he was known in stock market circles—was revered almost like a deity.
He'd made a killing in the Daxiong City without a single profit drawdown. He had just predicted a market plunge, and the market indeed nosedived towards the 2,000-point mark. It wasn't just his friends who had witnessed it all; even the private banking clients at SPD Bank were now calling customer service daily, desperately trying to get in touch with God Lie.
Old Dou knew Old Huang and also had a private banking account at SPD Bank. He couldn't stop laughing whenever this topic came up.
"Those damn fools can't get to you, so now they're pestering SPD Bank to quickly organize another seminar. The heads of the private banking department at headquarters are at their wits' end. Just the other day, one of them was complaining about how incredibly high-maintenance these private banking clients are..."
"They certainly are high-maintenance."
Old Xing nodded in profound agreement. "If you haven't worked in private banking customer service, you'd never believe the kind of idiotic requests those fools come up with."
Old Dou sneered at him. "As if you have!"
Old Xing retorted defensively, "I happen to be in several private client groups for major banks, alright?!"
Han Lie suddenly realized something: after their last collaboration, Old Xing and Old Dou had become surprisingly close, almost like old friends. This had definitely altered the dynamics among the higher-ups within their group—another feather in Big Brother Lie's cap. Sigh, this is the kind of influence an important person wields...
After reveling in that thought for a moment, Han Lie ignored Old Dou, who was stubbornly refusing to leave, and turned to Old Xing to discuss a new collaboration.
He laid out the plan, going over this point and that...
Once Old Xing had heard the entire proposal, he responded with complete candor, "I can approve that 7.5 billion. Although the arbitrage margin is quite low, it doesn't require us to put up our own capital. It's essentially a free 0.8% on 7.5 billion, just a matter of going through the procedures."
