Chapter 1106 - 444: The Big Promise of the New Fund (Part 2)

Han Lie spoke elegantly and politely, pleasing everyone.

As for the source of the gifts...

Han Lie’s hotel couldn’t fit all these gadgets.

He didn’t spend a dime, but giving them as small gifts made him look impressive, and every neighbor was delighted.

At dinner, the elder and younger relatives all gathered—uncles, aunts, cousins, and talked about the family’s transformations.

The biggest change wasn’t in the immediate earnings, but in the respect and esteem received everywhere.

Du Qingqing was promoted, Uncle isn’t stingy anymore, and Little Uncle has gotten serious...

The whole family was amazingly harmonious.

"Little Lie, Uncle toasts you with this drink, thanking you for your contribution to the family!"

Ma Honglian grinned widely and elbowed Han Yong: "Old Han, join in the toast, why should an elder toast the young alone?"

"Oh, oh!"

Han Yong raised his glass and, under everyone’s gaze, managed to say four words: "Down it, hehe..."

Ah, still the same dear father!

The home-brewed alcohol finished, and the next day was all about socializing.

Han Lie had lunch arranged by Shen Cheng from the Agricultural Bank and Yang Xiaoyong from Mining Province Trust, accompanied by bank managers from major banks, essentially a small gathering of the Dream City financial circle.

The conversations at the table were professional and dry, not worth mentioning.

What’s interesting is that compared to the sharpness of Magic Capital banks, Dream City was indeed quite sluggish.

The southern coastal areas had evolved various new methods for off-balance-sheet maneuvers, while Dream City was still stubbornly entangled with CT and real estate, with crude and barbaric business details.

But Han Lie just listened, without any intentions of guiding or actions.

After venting professional complaints and frustrations, they started to focus on Han Lie’s Dream Garden.

"Mr. Han, when is your property going to open for sale? I want to buy a unit for my son, who’s getting married next year, but your hold on it is airtight!"

Han Lie didn’t answer directly, casually asking: "Oh? Where is Brother Cheng working?"

Manager Cheng shook his head, somewhat proudly replying: "Not much as my position, already 28, just the head of Huatai Securities’ Dream City branch..."

"Haha, Cheng is so modest, Brother Cheng is young and promising with a bright future ahead!"

Han Lie gave a thumbs-up, praising a 28-year-old as young and promising, and no one found it odd.

However, the next words were quite intriguing.

"I truly have no time to manage the property. I haven’t even looked at the designs of my own home. Brother Cheng, I’ll remember you, and I’ll notify you first when it’s truly ready for sale, okay?"

The managers exchanged glances, some feeling uneasy.

Old Liu from Construction Bank tentatively asked: "Mr. Han, do you really think real estate will continue to soar?"

Clearly, Han Lie’s reluctance to sell can only mean he believes selling now would be too unprofitable, not fetching a good price.

Otherwise, what real estate developer wouldn’t want to liquidate quickly and recoup funds?

Han Lie replied with a grin: "My father-in-law is slimming the group down, investing more in the development company, negotiating to acquire two pieces of land... so what do you think?"

The managers didn’t know the negotiation style of Pan and Han, the father-in-law and son-in-law, but understood his confidence in the real estate industry.

"But the timing..."

"Timing isn’t important!"

Han Lie waved dismissively, with grandeur: "I don’t dare speak for ordinary properties, but for top-tier ones like Dream City with its location, school zone, size, design height, and artistic quality, even five or ten years later, it’ll still be a unique rare asset in Dream City!"

Old Cheng wasn’t dissuaded and asked: "At least have a baseline price, right?"

Han Lie glanced at him with a smirk and replied effortlessly.

"I don’t know about Dream City, but the villa I just bought in Magic Capital was around 280,000 per square meter..."

Ah, right, right!

The public asking price turned straightforwardly into the transaction price with you, you sure know how to boast...

"Whew!"

The managers gasped in awe, not shocked by the high price of luxurious villas in Magic Capital, but feeling Han Lie’s intense ambition.

After some pondering and playful banter, the topic slid by.

Lunch on May 2nd, by evening, the wind had carried the news throughout Dream City’s upper circle.

—Han Lie’s Dream Garden won’t sell, holding the market!

—Experts from Magic Capital highly regard the domestic real estate market’s prospects!

—Developing luxury homes now is highly promising!

—Dream Garden must be at least worth 60,000 per square meter!

—60,000 is the insider price for big shots; even buying Han for a meal won’t let you in, forget that nice thought!

—Do you know what a hard-to-replicate top rare product means? Buying now is gaining!

Han doesn’t know how the rumor spread.

However, Dream City’s top circle indeed became lively again due to Dream Garden, gaining high discussion.

It’s safe to say, Dream Garden, destined to gather most of Dream City’s top wealthy, is forming an increasingly strong attraction outward.

Then, when Han Lie attended a banquet hosted by coal bosses, he didn’t mention Dream Garden at all...

Highlighting his skill in manipulating hearts.

The hosts today, Fatty Chen, village chief, Big Gold Tooth, were the second of the three types described by Pan Dajun.

"Mr. Han, we are pure rough folk, we really can’t understand stocks, bonds, and futures."

"Yeah yeah! Anyway, we only trust you!"

"We have the money ready, took it out from the cellar in three sacks. When is your new fund launching, the money will be transferred immediately!"

"Whatever happens in the city or country, let us know, we’ll handle it!"

This bunch of rough folk started paying close attention to all things about Han Lie ever since attending a lecture.

They couldn’t glean any internal conflicts within the financial circle, but the huge profits of Supernova One excited everyone.

Do you know what spiritual fund investors are?

They couldn’t buy shares, yet they feel more passionate than those who did, thinking Han is so cool and strong...

So, despite not discussing any real business during the meal, they were adamant about buying Dream Garden property.

"Whether it’s 60 or 80 thousand, as long as there’s a price, we’re good!"

"How about selling me a unit early?"

"I offer 200,000, I must have a unit in the building—I’ll be neighbors with Big Brother Han!"

Isn’t this crazy?

Han Lie couldn’t believe it himself, these coal bosses spending money like scattering paper?

But don’t doubt, when rough miners are intrigued, they truly don’t care for cost-effectiveness nonsense.

I fancy it, and no matter the cost, I want it!

...

After the banquet ended, Han Lie, accompanied by Pan Dajun, went to see people in the third category.

The entertainment, hotels, and high-end wholesale gray industry tycoons in Dream City.

The place was called Dayang, a mix of a nightclub and night club, and right away, Han Lie was shocked.

In such a small third- or fourth-tier city, the table fee was higher than Magic Capital’s top-tier venues!

Dayang had four top princesses, the headliners, each with an impressive nickname.

The hourly table fee truly surprised Han Lie—8888 Dayang!

All four cleared their schedules today, exclusively to entertain Han Lie.

Then... and then not writing further.

Anyway, the fun was wilder than Magic Capital, a kind of brutal shock.

Of course, Han didn’t indulge, Han Lie was righteous, Han Lie merely observed the excitement...

This group was complex in composition, with mixed demands, and Han Lie simply humored them without giving much face.

No hurry, string them along further.

After concluding the Dream City trip, on the 3rd, Han Lie returned to the province’s capital, reserving half a day to meet the financial club’s trouble-makers.

Upon his departure, news from Dream City arrived—

The pricing for Dream Garden had stabilized at the 60,000-line.

This stabilization wasn’t actual sales, but widespread consensus from top to bottom.

Not only were coal bosses willing to spend, but the social middle class also recognized, believing Dream Garden to be unlike other luxury homes, destined to be Dream City’s top residence.

Casual conversations had no one saying: "Isn’t it just a large apartment? Why so expensive?"

Instead, they said: "There are only so few units, those without enough status or wealth can’t even touch the edge, working as property management inside is amazing already!"

Once formed, opinions can’t easily be swayed by a few cynical comments from peers.

Actually, Han Lie didn’t play any tricks, merely elevated his status within the circle, and good things naturally followed.

Back in the provincial capital, Dog Lie decided to add more fuel to the fire.

How about... drawing a big vision for a new fund?

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Can’t finish it, just can’t finish!