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"It's all about the jianghu, it's all about the jianghu!"

Liu Hanhe spoke softly but firmly into his mobile phone and pledged: "Brother, don't worry, I know the rules. As long as Teacher Han is willing to show his dignity, everything can be discussed!"

"Are you sure? You guys are going to handle this...it's not easy for me to be the middleman!"

"I am sure!"

Compared with Gao Fengbo, Liu Hanhe was much more bachelor, and he was very easy to subdue.

“In the financial market, there have always been winners and losers.

I had the opportunity to copy his work and make money easily, so there was absolutely no reason not to follow suit.

Teacher Han was superior and buried me inside. That was his skill. I was convinced of the defeat and had absolutely no reason to blame him.

Let me tell you the truth from the bottom of my heart: I don’t hate him, nor do I blame him. I, Liu Hanhe, can afford to win and lose.

I apologized and paid for compensation, and Teacher Han asked for whatever conditions I wanted.

Don't worry, I won't embarrass you! "

The elder brother on the other side pondered for a moment and finally agreed: "Okay, since you have mentioned this, I will contact you to see if it can be done..."

"I'll accept your favor whether it works or not!"

"Okay, let's wait for the news."

Toot toot…

Liu Han and Panasonic breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more at ease.

He had indeed scolded Han Lie quite harshly before, but now his words were quite sincere.

High-end players who have truly taken root in the stock market all have the same consciousness - do whatever it takes when you want to win, don't be shameless, and don't blame others when you lose.

The financial market is no different from a battlefield. The core is a game between people, life and death.

If someone wins, someone must lose. How can there be a general who is always victorious and undefeated?

If you lose, reflect on yourself more and look less for external reasons.

To make a mortal enemy once is to be mentally ill.

Isn't it more dangerous that the long-short confrontation in the futures market is more dangerous?

Once the position is liquidated, there will be no cents left. No matter how severe the stock market falls, at least there will be some dregs left.

So at this time, Liu Hanhe had recovered from his emotions and really wanted to ask for peace.

Bao Bin and Hu Lei watched eagerly as Liu Hanhe returned to his seat, and couldn't wait to ask: "What do you mean, Mr. Qiu?"

"He is willing to help us contact Han Lie. Let's wait for the news."

Hu Lei nodded, glanced sideways at the door, and lowered his voice: "But over there at Fengbo..."

Bao Bin hurriedly waved his hand: "Let's see again!"

Liu Hanhe didn't say anything either.

Judging from the degree of hostility, Han Lie should not have too many opinions on the three of them. It is normal in the stock market to operate after insider information.

The three private equity firms are indeed abominable, but since the winner and the loser have decided to "please bear the blame", they should not be caught again.

But Gao Fengbo's situation is different.

As Han Lie's friend, his nature is tantamount to betrayal, and I'm afraid he won't be forgiven so easily.

By then, I'm afraid...

The three of them were sipping wine in front of the dining table, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing and heavy.

Within two minutes, Gao Fengbo came back from the outside sweating profusely. While wiping his sweat, he said: "I asked friends outside to check quietly. Han Lie should still have about 780 million stocks left in his hands..."

The exact number is 1.2 billion.

Gao Fengbo deliberately understated 420 million.

Why?

Because he was afraid of scaring Liu Han and the other three, he did not dare to raise money to support the stock price.

As long as Liu Hanhe is willing to raise money to get out of the trap, his 98 million can be sold out smoothly - making a huge profit at a higher price.

"Are you sure?" Hu Lei felt relieved and felt that the pressure suddenly dissipated a lot.

"It's pretty much the same."

Gao Fengbo nodded solemnly: "I don't dare to use people in the company. Since Brother Yi has caught me, there must be a way to cut off my news. I found someone to buy the news with Zhongmei's internal employees. It should be relatively accurate.”

Liu Hanhe and others didn't know whether to believe it or not, but they were preparing based on this number anyway.

"Okay, then let's raise money according to the figure of 800 million, raise the stock price to the daily limit tomorrow, and send Xiao Yinbi out. Coupled with the follow-up orders from retail investors and Xiaoyouzi, it should be enough for him to clear his chips at the daily limit."

"Grass!"

Bao Bin sighed in frustration: "In this case, all our fun before has been made for him..."

800 million is difficult to raise, but it is not impossible to raise.

It's not a big problem to bring two private equity firms into the market and then find a financial company to temporarily lend part of it.

But in this case, the capital cost will be horribly high.

Newcomers to private equity will definitely have to eat meat. When the stock price reaches a high level, they have to let others go first, and they can only slowly exit during the decline.

Then leave a part of the position and wait for the second wave.

If you do well, you may be able to recover your capital, but coupled with the high interest rates on borrowing, you will probably lose 80% of your money.

If you don't do it well, it won't count.

The reason why many bankers are dragged down by retail investors is because the funds used have costs.

If it's all your own money, just take your time and do it slowly, it's just a matter of time.

Therefore, the most common thing that serious experts warn leeks is - don't increase leverage and use your own spare money to speculate.

Han Lie openly declared in the lecture: Increase the leverage to the maximum and rush in with me!

It is also quite explosive in the entire industry.

…

Next, the four troubled brothers started arguing again, all wanting to bear less of the pressure of fundraising.

Before the discussion could come to a conclusion, Mr. Qiu replied.

"Han He, I gave Han Lie your mobile phone number. Get ready, he should contact you soon... Pay attention to your attitude. The friendship between Han Lie and I is not allowed to be damaged by anything!"

"Don't worry, Brother Qiu, I know the severity."

Liu Hanhe made a guarantee and then started waiting for the call.

Waiting and waiting, the dishes were cold, the tea was weak, and I was worried, but Han Lie's call never came.

What is Gou Lie doing?

Smoking cigars with Pan Zi and Liu Minghao at home.

Panzi has some good products. Although Han Lie doesn't like this thing very much, he occasionally has one and chats while experiencing it. He enjoys it very much.

"Your slap was so loud today!"

Liu Minghao smiled and joked: "Even a layman like me who is engaged in law has heard about it, and it has caused a sensation in half of Huangpu Beach!"

"Oh?" Han Lie raised his eyebrows, "How did it spread outside?"

“There was a fierce post-90s generation who made a trick in the stock market, slapped several established private equity companies, and attracted all the attention of the market... Investors from those private equity companies all called me. coming."

Pan Zi was extremely puzzled: "Huh? How did they find out that you were related to the little kid?"

"Little Flat Duzi" is a typical Northeastern dialect. I don't know where Pan Zi learned it. Anyway, it has been called like this today - I am not in a good mood!

Liu Minghao laughed: "Who knows where I heard this, I just went to the doctor for a sudden illness!"

Pan Zi didn't understand: "Aren't you not compensated? Why are you so anxious?"

Liu Minghao shook his head: "If you are not in a hurry now, when will you be in a hurry? Now their life and death depend on Han Lie's thoughts. If our god of fire is willing to go all out and smash the one-word board to the limit, they can directly go to the rooftop tomorrow... "

"If we hit the limit now, we should kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, right?"

Pan Zi turned to look at Han Lie and asked suspiciously, "Are your costs that low?"

"It's not just about cost."

Han Lie replied leisurely: "Our fund has just been established, there is no performance pressure, and it is currently profitable. As long as I am willing, I can use the remaining one billion to fight them in Yingkou Port until the end of the world and lose money." It doesn't affect how much I can make money in other stocks.

In the financial industry, the level of funds is overwhelming. "

Pan Zi suddenly realized and finally understood where Han Lie's calmness came from.

It can be said that in terms of overall strategy, Han Lie is already in an invincible position.

You can make profits or losses, just follow your heart.

"No wonder...then Lao Qiu made peace?"

"It's also beyond my expectation." Han Lie laughed dumbly, "I didn't expect their reaction to be so quick and decisive. They are so experienced after all..."

Liu Minghao nodded in agreement: "Indeed, they saw the opportunity too quickly, and the ridicule in the industry did not affect their judgment at all."

"What's the use? Life and death are still in the hands of the little kid?"

Pan Zi was in a great mood, and he was angry and scolded, but Han Lie was his son after all. He had done great things. He refused to praise him, but he was proud in his heart.

Holding a cigar between his fingers, he waved his hand domineeringly: "Call him! I'll hear how they want to solve it!"

Han Lie raised his hand to look at the time, it was 8 o'clock.

Well, let them dry for at least two and a half hours, and they're almost ready.

So he took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Hanhe's number.

The first sentence he said when he opened the door was only four words, but it carried a heavy momentum like Mount Tai.

"I'm Han Lie."

After a pause, he asked knowingly: "Who are you?"

Liu Hanhe heard Han Lie's voice for the first time, as if he heard the roar of a tiger.

Han Lie's enunciation was clear and his overtones were strong. It was a low-pitched oscillating sound produced by using his breath to resonate with his chest. It sounded extremely majestic.

The word "you" is very polite, but the attitude is not polite, which makes Liu Hanhe immediately feel awe-inspiring.

It’s really not easy to mess with...

"Hello, Teacher Han, I am Liu Hanhe from Hanhe Capital. I would like to excuse you, but I have something to discuss with you..."

Liu Hanhe's mobile phone was placed on the table, with the loudspeaker turned on. Gao Fengbo, Bao Bin, and Hu Lei sat aside, staring eagerly at the screen of the mobile phone, not daring to take a breath.

"Please speak."

Han Lie was still concise and to the point.

His mobile phone was also placed on the table, but Pan Zi and Liu Minghao's attitudes were so leisurely and calm, with their legs crossed and their eyes squinted, enjoying the richness of the cigars.

The contrast could not be more stark.

Liu Hanhe carefully considered his words - in fact, in the past two hours or so, he had already made a draft of the peace proposal, and had revised it to almost perfection.

However, after hearing Han Lie's voice, he temporarily doubled his attention.

"Teacher Han, thank you for saving face for me, but as a defeated general under my command, I have nothing to hide - it's because I am blind and I underestimate your wisdom and methods.

Now, I have decided to admit defeat, and you will be disappointed after hearing this.

Mingren don't tell secrets, you can make conditions. As long as I can do it, everything will not be a problem. I just ask you to be noble and let me go..."

Oops!

Is this attitude really low enough? !

Han Lie felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that victory came too easily.

Pan Zi and Liu Minghao were not surprised - with their experience, what kind of things have they not seen before? More than one of the defeated dogs knelt down and cried bitterly.

However, Han Lie was so good at his inner qualities that he was stunned for a moment, but there was no clue at all on the surface.

"Mr. Liu's words are serious. I don't quite understand what you are talking about."

Liu Hanhe knew that Han Lie was trying to prevent him from recording, so he simply used code words to play it safe.

"Nothing, I have heard of your reputation and admire your insight and sharpness, so I would like to discuss tomorrow's market trend with you.

My personal judgment is that the concept of free trade zones will continue to rise tomorrow. The deputy leader will open and close the market. The enthusiasm of investors has nowhere to release. It is possible that at least 800 million or more closed orders will accumulate on the daily limit board.

Of course, there will definitely be funds that feel that this position is high enough, and plan to stop profits in time and make a profit.

But this does not affect the overall situation.

It is the consensus of everyone to continue the upward trend. After sufficient changes of hands and capital relay, the deputy leader will rise to its due position in a healthier manner... What do you think? "

Han Lie understood—good guy, are you giving me a daily limit for free? !

With a position of 1.2 billion, if you hit the daily limit again, you will earn an extra 120 million.

It doesn't sound like much, but it's actually pretty impressive in the current market environment.

What does Han Lie need to pay?

You don't need anything, just wait and pick up the money.

And if you calculate the back-and-forth details - if you agree to him, you can cash out 1.32 billion tomorrow; if you don't agree, if you continue to sell, it will be good to get 800 million back in the end.

Inside and out, it's equivalent to a profit of 500 million.

Pan Zi thought about it silently, his eyes widened.

Good guy, if I sell the properties I have accumulated over the years, I can get back a total of 6.7 billion in cash, but what about this guy?

I just picked it up casually, and in less than a month, I got so much back from the old man!

What a big back wave...

Pan Zi's eyes were complicated, and his heart was full of turbulent emotions. He quietly looked at Liu Minghao and found that the other person was the same, so he felt a little relieved.

Han Lie, however, had already keenly realized that something was wrong.

800 million?

Why 800 million?

The time was too short and I couldn't fully understand it, but that didn't stop Han Lie from continuing to talk.

"Isn't 800 million a bit too much?"

When Liu Hanhe heard this, he felt Han Lie's attitude relaxed and was immediately overjoyed.

"You have to leave some margin! There must be many people who dare to chase the highs, but there must be more investors who plan to stop profits, almost 800 million!"

Han Lie understood it instantly.

Feelings, do you think I only have less than 800 million positions left? !

Those three private equity firms have no ability to check my position information. Gao Fengbo has always been in charge of this matter. So, did he make a mistake in checking, or did he deliberately conceal it?

The [Situation Judgment] talent allowed Han Lie to get the correct answer in the blink of an eye.

Chen Gong, the first brother of CITIC, has not broken up with Gao Fengbo for the time being, so Gao Fengbo must have a way to get a rough figure through someone in the sales department or headquarters, and it cannot be so different.

So, the correct answer is...they were fighting among themselves? Everyone has their own thoughts? A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist?

This is normal.

Han Lie didn't plan to agree at first - I don't need your money, and I want to establish my authority and create a reputation that I can't mess with.

But the other party actually has their own agenda... Then the plan needs to be changed.

Sell ​​800 million, leaving a bottom position of 520 million, which should be enough.

In the blink of an eye, a new operation adjustment took shape.

Gou Lie immediately changed his mind: "Mr. Liu has precise vision, clear thinking, and decisive actions... I think your judgment is very reasonable."

I agreed, let’s do it.

On the other side of the phone, there was a very soft but clear sound of breathing.

Liu Hanhe and others were relieved and could not control their breathing.

"Teacher Han, to be recognized by you, I finally feel relieved!"

Han Lie's voice softened: "It's okay. We are all peers. It's time to communicate more and make progress together when we have the opportunity."

Liu Hanhe's face turned red.

Make progress together?

You have indeed made progress, and you have earned blood.

I fell into this trap while riding a horse, and I don’t know when I will recover...

However, Liu Hanhe really had no grudge against Han Lie. On the contrary, Gao Fengbo felt as if he was bleeding when he thought about having to raise money to take over the deal tomorrow and not knowing how much he would lose in the end.

Han Lie's calm and smiling face appeared in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he hated it.

Damn it, you were just waiting for me to recover...

"Mr. Liu, I still have something to do here, so that's it?"

"Hey, okay, okay! Teacher Han, you are busy. I will set up a table of wine on the weekend and call Mr. Shangqiu. Please be sure to appreciate it! Then, let's have a good chat..."

Liu Hanhe was not naive. He did not think that giving a 10% commitment to take over the deal would completely turn enemies into friends with Han Lie.

A face-to-face apology is necessary, both emotionally and rationally.

And we have to think about how to continue to make amends in other areas.

He was almost completely buried to death by Han Lie. Even now, he still has lingering fears and even has a slight fear of Han Lie.

So, when Han Lie was silent for about 5 seconds and finally said "yes" softly, Liu Hanhe even heard the soothing heartbeat in his chest that suddenly relaxed.

"Then I won't disturb you. Nice to meet you, Teacher Han."

"Me too, goodbye Mr. Liu."

After hanging up the phone, there was silence on both sides for a moment.

Then, Bao Bin and Hu Lei raised their glasses together, and together with Liu Hanhe and Gao Fengbo, each drank two taels of white wine.

Everyone has a sense of rebirth after a disaster, and strong alcohol is not enough to soothe the throat.

On Han Lie's side, the three of them were laughing and joking, bursting into bursts of laughter.

No friend will dislike Han Lie, because he always wins.