Reborn with Consumption System

"Really? How did you manage that?"

Xi Luting was extremely curious.

However, Han Lie didn't plan to explain it to her in detail.

How could he explain?

Oh, Lao Zhang took me out for a night of debauchery, and we had a blast with all sorts of wild antics?!

It doesn't sound good...

So, Han Lie strongly embraced her, playing the role of an overbearing CEO.

"You don't need to know the specifics; you just need to think about what you want. Choose your goal, and I'll pave the way for you. It's that simple."

Xi Luting was deeply moved, her heart trembling.

On the surface, she appeared to be a strong and proud 'Queen' type of woman. But in reality, you could tell from her love for overbearing CEO stories that she wasn't an utterly calm and rational strong woman like Dong Mingzhu.

She was more like a princess from Samsung who, in her youth, had an apparent lack of security.

Because others couldn't give her the security she needed, she had to seal herself off, putting up a front that said, "I'm the best in the world," giving herself a sense of security.

So, was she really a 'Queen' type?

Kind of.

But not entirely.

All in all, a very contradictory and awkward girl.

"I... never mind, I won't ask. But don't think that by doing this I'll obediently be your little pet. Don't flatter yourself, hmph!"

Xi Luting pushed Han Lie away, sat herself securely, and pretended to tidy her hair, leaving Han Lie amused beyond words.

Although she didn't continue to ask, a girl's curiosity is undying and unending. Upon reflecting, she found Han Lie to be even more mysterious.

In truth, the reason was not complicated at all.

The key point was—Han Lie had the ability to help Lao Zhang make a lot of money.

And Lao Zhang was the authority figure from SISU's main campus; not only did he hold the final say in who got to study abroad, but he also had the power to place people in premium programs at the main campus.

Those seemingly unattainable goals that people like Yu Xueqin and Wang Tianqing sought after were actually just trivial matters that Lao Zhang could decide with a word.

Of course, Lao Zhang would need to use connections to arrange school places, but what did that have to do with Han Lie?

If I want it, you have to give it.

The relationship between a trader and their clients is never one of equal partnership.

If their skills aren't up to par and they lose money, clients would want to drink their blood and eat their flesh; no amount of begging would secure another investment.

If their skills are high and there's constant profit, then clients will do whatever they can to curry favor, afraid of being left behind.

In fact, once a trader moves past the initial stage of accumulation, they will inevitably strike out on their own to become a freelance fund speculator or start a company and get into private equity; they wouldn't keep playing financial advisor to small investors.

Han Lie's next step was to become a big shot in private equity.

His capability was evident, and inevitably, Lao Zhang had to suck up to him, even desperately so.

After all, you don't have a beautiful daughter to get involved with me... to cultivate a personal relationship, right?

Other traders might still fail and lose trust, but Han Lie certainly wouldn't.

Therefore, the Humanities Department's most precious resources—those extremely limited postgraduate and study abroad spots—were something Han Lie could demand three to five of at any time each year.

After all, it wasn't Lao Zhang's money, so what did it matter who he gave them to?

At this moment, Brother Lie had his eyes on Xi Luting but was thinking about his harem department—after all, it's not my money, so what does it matter who it's for?

Eh, successful people, after all, tend to share some characteristics in their thinking...

Han Lie was a man who kept his word, and he really did bring Xi Luting to Hermès.

But it ended up being Xi Luting who got cold feet.

"It's too expensive. Maybe we should just forget it?"

Han Lie glanced at her sharply, saying fiercely, "Today, there are three things we must buy..."

"Ah?" She was a bit stunned. "Which three things?"

Han Lie responded leisurely, "A bag from Hermès, as a down payment. Silk stockings from Balenciaga, as office supplies. A collar from just about any brand, as interest."

"No, I don't want them!"

Xi Luting's cheeks flushed, and she seemed to shrink a little.

"Really, I suddenly realized I really don't suit Hermès. Don't believe me? Look at this outfit..."

From a coordination standpoint, she really didn't match the main handbag styles of Hermès.

Birkin, Kelly, Lindy, Constance—they were all "too much" for her.

Carrying a bag worth tens of thousands, or even over a hundred thousand, and squeezing into the subway or bus, complemented by an outfit worth a couple of thousand...

It didn't just look unappealing, but it would also give the wrong impression to others.

But Han Lie didn't give up just yet.

Looking around, his eyes soon brightened as he found the only available youthful style in the store.

"How about a Herbag? It's very affordable, and the design is fashionable and youthful... Try it on."

Han Lie wasn't just persuading her; he directly picked out a 31 cm Herbag made of waterproof canvas material and handed it to her.

Xi Luting numbly accepted the bag, silently lamenting.

Han Lie deliberately stepped back, looking from left to right like a professional fashion designer, then shook his head.

"Too small... Miss, bring one a size larger."

The sales associate cheerfully brought over a similar 39 cm bag.

Xi Luting reluctantly took it, slung it over her shoulder, and glanced at herself in the mirror... Huh? It looked so good!

The moment her pupils dilated, Han Lie immediately raised his hand to signal, "That's the one! Miss, let's pay for it!"

He didn't give Xi Luting any room to refuse.

Actually, she didn't really want to refuse, but being so forcefully taken care of by that jerk made her feel a warmth in her heart...

The Herbag is an entry-level bag for women by Hermès, very affordable.