Reborn with Consumption System

Lou Xiaoxiao saw Wang Tianqing's pleading gaze and quickly shook her head.

"Don't look at me. My relationship with Ma Ke has elements of vanity, but it really isn't for money. Besides, the money Ma Ke can control isn't as terrifyingly vast as Han Lie's..."

Right, that was the key point.

Why was Wang Tianqing so obsessed with Han Lie?

Fifty percent because of Han Lie's overwhelming display of wealth, thirty percent because of his good looks and charm, and twenty percent because of his personal capabilities and potential.

Spending millions, perhaps eight or ten million, on an infrequently used temporary residence and casually dropping a hundred seventy or eighty thousand on a meal—these visible tips of the iceberg had already hugely shaken Wang Tianqing's worldview.

In terms of personal value, Young Master Han had truly established himself.

In the entire humanities faculty, there were not many who could compare.

Liu Yingjun's annual spending of over two million was frightening enough. Yet Han Lie, without showing off or revealing much, easily rolled right over Brother Yingjun, baffling anyone who saw it!

And Han Lie had close to six million at his disposal just for stock trading, something Wang Tianqing had seen with her own eyes.

In this regard, no one should look down on anyone else.

A twenty-year-old young man seeing a rich, pretty girl casually spend hundreds of thousands would have his values shattered just the same.

When the shock is too great, all you can do is scream; nothing else.

None of the three girls were fools—they certainly knew why Wang Tianqing was hesitating, including Wang Tianqing herself.

The difference was, Lou Xiaoxiao didn't want to offer any advice, whereas Zhao Shengnan actually enjoyed encouraging her to do something outrageous.

"Anyway, you decide. In the 13th batch, Han Lie is definitely the one with the highest overall quality. Wait another year, and you'll be a junior. There might not be such a good prospect in the new batch, and plus, by then, you'll still have to fight for him..."

Zhao Shengnan's every word was logical but only incited action without solving the fundamental problem.

What was the fundamental problem? How to climb the ladder, and if that failed, how to secure her position.

Wang Tianqing didn't want to gamble, yet couldn't control her own obsession. Hesitantly, she asked a question.

"How do you plan to help?"

Zhao Shengnan's lips curled into a faint smile as she pulled Wang Tianqing closer and began to whisper.

...

The complexity between girls is something men will never understand.

Han Lie was having a great time talking with several older acquaintances and readily lent out the room.

"Take it easy with the school. If it can be resolved, great; if not, there's no rush. Just use the room as you please, and don't talk to me about money!"

Oh boy, Liu Yingjun almost regarded Han Lie as his own brother.

Wang Xiaotian, however, was always astute. He pulled Han Lie aside to the minibar, murmuring for a while.

The main thing was to probe three issues.

First, how much the suite cost per day after the discount.

Second, if it was used for a long time, whether it was okay to compensate Han Lie with some cash monthly.

Third, whether there was any interest in cooperation.

With Wang Xiaotian's tact, of course, he wouldn't ask directly. He was very skilled in bringing up these topics.

The gist was to assure Han Lie not to worry. Old Wang declared he would definitely not shortchange his 'benefactor,' adding that Yu Xueqin had always spoken highly of him, and so on.

It was like giving Han Lie a preemptive heads-up, probing his opinion.

Brother Lie, naturally magnanimous, kept emphasizing, "Just use it! Why talk about money? Who are you looking down on?"

But this didn't dissuade Wang Xiaotian from wanting to offer payment.

Old Wang was clear-headed, knowing that incessant borrowing wouldn't last long and could easily damage their relationship.

He just needed time to ascertain everyone's intentions. If most were satisfied with the place, everything else would be easy to discuss. It would simply be a matter of raising the rake a bit more, with everyone pitching in for the rent.

But if everyone was reluctant, he couldn't afford to pay on his own.

So, in the end, he didn't say much more, simply inviting Han Lie to come over in the evening, hinting that today was likely to be lively.

The first gambling session in the presidential suite was bound to be lively.

Han Lie was already prepared for today.

Otherwise, why the rush to upgrade his gambling skills?

In fact, cooperating with Wang Xiaotian—Wang bringing in people, Han Lie providing the room, and splitting the rake—was the quickest and most lucrative method.

There were too many high-rollers in the School of International Studies. Occasionally, forty to fifty people would show up, and a dozen to twenty people played cards regularly.

No exaggeration—Liu Yingjun spent the most, but he definitely wasn't the biggest loser.

With a steady flow, Han Lie could scrape at least four to five million a year from that crowd of rich second-generation kids.

Wang Xiaotian's current cut was already six to seven hundred thousand a month. What was Han Lie lacking?

However, Brother Lie would never get involved in such affairs.

It wasn't worth tarnishing his reputation for such a paltry sum.

After all, I only lent the suite to friends. I know nothing else. If anyone asks, I don't know.

He didn't even want to participate much in the card games anymore.

No gambling could be more thrilling than speculating on stocks, currencies, or futures; they weren't even in the same league.

Of course, before the trap was fully laid, he still had to keep up the act.

"Are Dan Zihao and Zhou Ci, those two idiots, coming tonight? I still have a score to settle with them. Fighting is too uncivilized; it's better to let money do the talking."

Han Lie was blunt, directly naming names.

Wang Xiaotian felt a headache coming on but had no choice but to coax him.

"We really should find time to settle this matter. It's likely we'll keep bumping into each other in the future; we can't stay at odds forever. I'll talk to Brother Fang later, see if I can get them over here. Whatever grievances we have, we'll resolve them at the poker table."

"I don't have any grievances," Han Lie said with a cold sneer.

"Asking them directly for money would make it seem like I'm extorting them. Solving it over the poker table sounds good. Let's do that."

Fang Tongzhi hadn't even agreed, but Han Lie had already decided for him.

That's just how domineering he was!

Back in their room, Fang Tongzhi pondered for a while, then took out his phone and dialed Zhou Ci's number in front of Han Lie.

"Little Brother Zhou, Young Master Han here wants to meet with you to settle past grievances at the poker table. Are you free to come by tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ci's eyes lit up instantly.

"Did he really say that?!"

"Yes. Win or lose, all grudges are cleared."

Actually, Han Lie hadn't said this, but Fang Tongzhi believed Han Lie would grant him this favor.

"It's a deal! What's the address?"

Zhou Ci was overjoyed.

Are you kidding me? With Han Lie's pathetic skills, if he and Dan Zihao teamed up to corner him, wouldn't they bankrupt the guy in minutes?!

Zhou Ci still remembered Han Lie's inexplicably cautious and laughable prudence the first time they played cards.

Perhaps that was right when dealing with stocks, but it certainly wasn't the right strategy for playing cards.

Play it safe? You think you can beat our two-against-one?!

Zhou Ci hung up the phone, laughed wildly for a moment, and then immediately notified Dan Zihao.

"Bro, our chance for revenge has come!"

Dan Zihao was sulking at home, too ashamed to go to school. Hearing Zhou Ci's excited voice, his heart couldn't help but stir.

"What's up? Found a chance to take down Han Lie?"

"Absolutely! We'll make him cry!"

"Tell me everything, slowly!"

The two hatched their plot over the phone. Still not satisfied, they arranged to meet for a meal to discuss it further.

Their scheming was truly a sight; it was as if Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong had joined forces, a pairing they believed surpassed countless others in the world!

"Settled! Let's do it! Let's get him!"

Playing cards is a game of skill, almost like magic.

But when everyone involved is a novice, two against one holds an absolute advantage.

The simplest way to cheat is always to collude with a partner.

And Han Lie seemed oblivious to this, putting on an indifferent facade in front of Fang Tongzhi and the others.

Wang Xiaotian began to worry. "Young Master Han, those two might go all out against you, regardless of cost. There's nothing we can do in such a situation."

"No problem." Brother Lie smiled and nodded, looking very relaxed.

In the eyes of Fang Tongzhi and the others, Han Lie's attitude signaled immense confidence, a confidence that clearly stemmed from his capital.

Liu Yingjun then laughed and said, "Old Wang, you're worrying too much. What's Young Master Han's net worth? He could bury them with money alone."

Ma Ke followed by thumping his chest, guaranteeing, "If those two young punks want to start something, Brother Ma will definitely take them down!"

Han Lie remained silent, a smile playing on his lips.

Everyone, sit down, sit down. You all know nothing about the power of someone with cheats...

After some boasting, Han Lie casually bid farewell and headed to the gym to continue pushing himself, not taking tonight's "duel" seriously at all.

They say a man should possess "calmness in the face of significant events."

Where does such calm composure come from? From absolute confidence.

This time, I've got an overwhelming advantage. You tell me, how can I lose?!

While Han Lie was solely focused on dealing with Zhou Ci and Dan Zihao, little did he know, another "shock" was waiting for him.