It's the offseason, and Team WD is recuperating.

SC's Coach Sun came to find Ma Fei, and he didn't mention this matter to anyone, and he buried it in his heart.

For Ma Fei, the WD team is the solidified effort of the brothers, and they are indispensable and cannot be easily parted.

However, in the calm days, an unusual little thing happened.

In the middle of summer, a small financial crisis broke out along the coast.

The financial crisis first affected the real estate industry - under the bubble economy, many large real estate groups were impacted.

"According to the latest data, the financial crisis is within the controllable range, and only a small number of large enterprises have been affected."

"At present, the Chen's real estate average index closed down 434.33 points, or 2.81%, at 22,445.37 points, down 10.87% this week, the largest weekly decline since the financial crisis three years ago."

"In the past six months, China's real estate transaction volume has dropped by an average of 20%.."

On TV, the host is methodically broadcasting the latest financial news.

"Hey..."

Shen Yi peeled off a yellow orange, chewed it twice, and let out the eighteenth sigh of today.

The fat man snatched a juicy orange from Shen Yan's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and then patted Shen Yan's shoulder: "Your family is rich and rich, this kind of small crisis can't hurt Chen's real estate at all, don't worry." ”

Financial crises happen every few years.

The wronged family is very rich and well-connected in the industry, and it seems very simple to deal with this small financial crisis.

Shen Yan shook his head and whispered: "As long as the capital chain is complete, there will be no problem." My dad is well-informed and will definitely be able to handle this. ”

The fat man laughed, looking at the sad face, he always felt a little awkward.

The fat man still prefers the rich second generation who shows off his wealth all day long and is proud and free, so he took out a talisman from his pocket and stuffed it into Shen Yi's hand.

After that, the fat man said in the tone of a monk very seriously: "Shen Grievance, Fat Master, I have already said that you have a disaster of wealth and blood this year. Here's a talisman that you can take with you, and you're most likely to turn evil into good fortune. ”

As a disciple of Hanshan Temple and a monk exchange student of Shaolin Temple, the fat man Zhao Fugui grew up in Buddhism since he was a child, and also learned a lot of fortune-telling skills that are both good and evil.

During the New Year's holidays, you can also make a lot of money by setting up a small stall on the street.

Shen Yi frowned, looked at the rune paper with a strange red and black pattern in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his heart overflowed with emotion.

"Thank you, fatty."

The fat man folded his hands together: "You're polite, the friendship price is discounted by 20%, you can give 8 yuan." ”

Shen Grievance: ...

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The harm of this financial crisis is far greater than Shen Shen imagined.

The southern region has a developed economy, and the real estate bubble is even more serious, and the stock market of the Chen Group has evaporated more than a billion yuan overnight.

The lack of capital chain has made it more difficult to deal with the crisis.

Shen Shen's brows were furrowed tightly all day long, worried.

However, Shen didn't pour out his bad feelings to his friends on the WD team.

This is a private matter of his family, and it cannot affect everyone's daily training.

"Son, your dad is busy dealing with the financial crisis, and the company is laying off employees." Shen's mother lowered her voice and said in a tactful tone, "Your living expenses this month may..."

"Mom, don't worry, the club is making a profit here, and I have pocket money, hundreds of thousands." Shen Yan clenched his phone and tried his best to make his tone sound normal.