I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Xiaoming gasped.

Wang Zihao's eyes widened as well; he still thought Lin Ran was joking about the million-dollar deal.

Upon hearing this, Gao Fuyuan raised an eyebrow and slowly took out a cigar from the cigar box.

I cut it open, lit it, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled, leaning my body back against the chair.

A 600,000 mortgage, trying to steal 2 million worth of goods? Four times leverage! Either a gambler, or…

His heart skipped a beat.

Either this young man holds an absolutely certain trump card and is willing to gamble his entire fortune on an astronomical leverage.

What he was most curious about was exactly what Lin Ran's trump card was and where it came from.

Of course, he didn't know that most of Lin Ran's 600,000 yuan property was financed by a bank loan.

"Two million?"

Gao Fuyuan shook his head. "Xiao Lin, two million is no small sum. If steel prices continue to fall, your deposit will be..."

He didn't rule out the possibility entirely, but left Lin Ran an opening, hoping that Lin Ran would voluntarily fill in some substantial details.

Lin Ran cursed the old fox in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.

"Uncle Gao, I understand your concerns."

Lin Ran leaned forward slightly. "Although I'm young, I'm not so impulsive as to gamble away all my savings."

"Some opportunities...if you miss them, you'll never have another one."

Gao Fuyuan stopped fiddling with the beads, unsure whether the young man truly held a trump card or was bluffing.

"How confident are you?" he finally asked the most crucial question.

Lin Ran smiled, a smile that carried the exuberance of youth and the calm confidence of composure.

He leaned back against the sofa, his posture even more relaxed than before.

"So big that I'd risk my life and fortune."

He looked at Gao Fuyuan and added, "Most importantly, this deal is a win-win situation for you no matter what."

"Oh?" Gao Fuyuan's eyes flickered. "I'd like to hear more details."

"First of all, these two properties are the deposits I paid to you. All I need is for you to help me purchase more than two million worth of steel."

"The property certificate is held by you, and the goods are also held by you. I won't take them away, and I can't take them away anyway."

"You're treating me like a free warehouse," Gao Fuyuan said with a laugh, though there was no anger in his tone.

Lin Ran wasn't embarrassed when he pointed it out.

He continued, "If the price drops, I'll transfer both houses directly to your name. Based on the current market conditions, the price won't fall by more than 30% in the short term, which will completely cover your losses."

"What if it goes up?" Gao Fu continued to ask.

"If it goes up, it's naturally on my account," Lin Ran replied matter-of-factly.

"Kobayashi, that's not how you do business."

Gao Fuyuan shook his head again. "I'm doing all this for you, and if you make money, I won't get any benefit at all. Why should I help you?"

"Oh?"

Lin Ran glanced at Gao Fuyuan with a hint of sarcasm, "I've invested all my savings, Uncle Gao, aren't you going to follow suit?"

"What I've earned is just a small amount of money. Uncle Gao, you've invested the most, not to mention you still have several thousand tons in stock."

Gao Fuyuan laughed, pointed at Lin Ran with a cigar between his fingers, and said nothing.

He already had a plan in mind, but he deliberately asked again, as if testing the young man:

"Aren't you afraid that after you get the news, I'll abandon you and go it alone?"

Become!

Lin Ran was secretly delighted and smiled confidently: "Uncle Gao, although you are an expert in steel, as far as I know, different projects use different specifications of steel, right? You don't know which project it is yet."

"This deal is not only about making money, but also about making friends. If you abandon me and go it alone after hearing the news, then I'll immediately know what kind of person you are."

"If other, bigger opportunities arise in the future, you won't have the chance to get involved. There are many other steel companies in Beilu City besides yours."

"Most importantly, I trust your judgment."

After listening, Gao Fuyuan remained silent for a long time, silently smoking his cigar, his gaze fixed on Lin Ran's young yet composed face for a long time.

Finally, he glanced at his son, who was fidgeting and whose thoughts were written all over his face, and sighed deeply with a sense of helplessness.

The younger generation is truly formidable.

After Lin Ran and Wang Zihao left, only the Gao family father and son remained at home.

Gao Xiaoming asked with some concern, "Dad, are you really going to do business with Lin Ran?"

Gao Fuyuan gave a faint "hmm".

Gao Xiaoming scratched his head: "But why do I always feel like this is a bit far-fetched? How could he possibly fool an old hand like you into believing his nonsense with just a few words?"

Gao Fuyuan glanced at his son sideways. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. It's because of that girl named... Huang Lingyue, right?"

Gao Xiaoming, his thoughts exposed, felt a little embarrassed. His face flushed red, and he retorted stubbornly:

"Dad, Ling Yue is such a good girl, Lin Ran doesn't deserve her at all! She's so good to Lin Ran, if it were me, I would have agreed to be with her long ago!"

Gao Fuyuan covered his forehead, unconsciously comparing his son to Lin Ran.

I thought to myself, "How did I give birth to such a thing? You're holding onto something that other people don't want, treating it like a treasure."

He sighed. "Xiaoming, listen to your father. Come with me to a business dinner tomorrow night. I'll show you the world, and you'll see that pretty women are nothing special."

"gentlemen."

The speaker was the Gao family's nanny, who was carrying a red plastic bag with a somewhat strange expression. "Sir, do you think we should store these two bottles of wine in the wine cellar?"

After Gao Fuyuan saw what was in the plastic bag, he spat out a mouthful of tea onto Gao Xiaoming's head...

at the same time.

After leaving the Gao family, Wang Zihao was still dazed, carrying a beautifully wrapped gift bag, just like when he left the real estate agency with Lin Ran.

"Brother Ran, has Gao Xiaoming's father agreed to do business with you?"

"Otherwise what? Didn't you see me sign the contract with him?"

Lin Ran opened a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, took one out and put it in his mouth. He had just casually picked up this pack from Gao Jiashun.

Wang Zihao felt it was all a bit unreal. He was getting lollipops from the convenience store in the afternoon, and now they were talking about a multi-million dollar contract in the evening?

"Brother Ran, did you guys really sign a 200 million contract?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see it all?"

"There were too many zeros at the end, my eyes were blurry and I couldn't count them all..."

……

"Brother Ran, aren't you afraid they won't give you the property deed if you just leave it with them like this?"

"I said," Lin Ran stopped and kicked Wang Zihao in the butt, "Are you ever going to stop?"

Wang Zihao rubbed his butt and realized that he was increasingly unable to understand his childhood best friend.

He was the one who put on an acting show with the shopkeeper over five cents, and he was also the one who closed million-dollar deals with a mere gesture.