After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

After Yan Yuan ended his call with Lin Jianwei, Lin Jianwei sent Yan Yuan a PowerPoint presentation she had made during the afternoon training session.

The PPT content is a summary of what she said, for easy reference.

[Lin Jianwei: [Document] Brief Analysis of Short-Term Financial Risks of Brexit and Suggestions for Personal Asset Protection.pptx]

[Lin Jianwei: Yan Yuan, this is the information I compiled. It's easier to see this way. I'm providing it for you and your team's reference. The situation is urgent, so please take it seriously.]

Yan Yuan felt a warmth in his heart and immediately clicked to download.

The document is small, but the content is clear and concise, and it is rich in illustrations.

The homepage features a chart showing the recent dramatic drop in the British pound exchange rate, with a warning next to it: "Risk of a precipitous decline."

Next came supply chain risk warnings for several key industries; finally, a liquidity depletion prediction model for London's high-end property market.

Each page includes concise text descriptions and easy-to-understand arrows indicating the risk transmission path.

Although complex formulas and sensitive data have been removed, the professional insight and sense of urgency are still evident.

It has to be said that Lin Jianwei is really professional.

"Senior sister..." Yan Yuan murmured, his fingertip lingering on the name on the screen for a moment.

He immediately put away his phone, grabbed his coat, and strode out of the locker room, heading straight for the parking lot.

He needs to go home immediately and have a serious talk with his dad.

……

Yan Yuan drove to the villa he bought for his parents. His mother was still working at the restaurant and wasn't home; only his father was there.

In the living room, Mr. Yan was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and processing emails about club sponsorship contracts on his laptop.

He was somewhat surprised to see his son burst through the door with an unusually serious expression.

"What's wrong, son? Why are you in such a hurry? Did a wolf chase you?" Dad Yan put down his computer and asked jokingly.

"Dad, something urgent has happened, it's more serious than being chased by wolves!" Yan Yuan sat down next to his father and handed him his phone.

"Take a look at this first."

Yan's father took the phone with a puzzled look and opened the PPT file.

He flipped through the pages, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

As a businessman who has run a foreign trade company in England for many years, he has a natural sensitivity to terms like exchange rate fluctuations and trade barriers.

Although he no longer works in foreign trade, Yan's father still retains his professional instincts.

He is very sensitive to things like foreign exchange.

The recent decline in the pound, news of port congestion, and unease from long-term clients...

Yan's father had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he always thought it was a problem of the "general environment" and that it was still a bit far from the income of an agent like himself or his son from football.

He couldn't describe the risk chain as accurately as a professional, let alone formulate specific response strategies.

But Lin Jianwei's concise and clear PPT was like a compass, instantly and accurately pointing out the general direction!

Charts, arrows, and common warning terms, such as "pound sterling plummets," "stock market crashes," and "property has prices but no market," make those vague anxieties concrete and clear.

Yan's father could almost see the path of this financial storm.

"Tsk tsk tsk... This... this analysis, which professional analyst did you hire?" Yan Feng took a deep breath, his eyes becoming serious. "It's spot on, absolutely right on the mark! Especially the London property section..."

Yan's father remembered that he had mentioned this to his son before.

I was thinking of investing in another property in central London as part of my son's "family fortune," but after seeing the presentation, I felt a chill run down my spine.

"Dad, this was made by my senior, the one I mentioned to you before, the one surnamed Lin." Yan Yuan saw his father's reaction and knew that he had realized the seriousness of the situation.

"My senior from college now works in the foreign exchange and commodities strategy department of Goldman Sachs in London. Her team specializes in studying Brexit risks. She called me today to remind me to pay close attention and act as soon as possible."

"The senior student surnamed Lin..." Yan's father paused for a moment, then realized what he meant.

"Oh! I remember now! It's the girl you mentioned to your mom last time, the one you chatted with by the river? The teaching assistant from Imperial College?"

"Yes, it's her." Yan Yuan nodded. "She works at Goldman Sachs now, and she's very capable."

When Yan's father saw the trust and a hint of... light unconsciously shining in his son's eyes when he mentioned "Senior Sister Lin," he noticed something else.

As he felt half relieved, a mischievous smile crept onto his face.

Mr. Yan put down his phone, leaned back on the sofa, crossed his hands on his stomach, and gave a meaningful smile:

"My son,"

He drawled out his words.

"You've been mentioning Senior Lin more often lately than the competition, haven't you? Calling you to warn you about financial risks, making you PPTs... tsk tsk, your relationship... isn't it unusual?"

Yan's father made a precise and apt joke.

Yan Yuan's face flushed red instantly.

"Tsk... Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?" he retorted somewhat flusteredly. "My senior from university is a professional analyst; she was just kindly reminding me! Um... don't overthink it!"

"Oh? Really?" Yan's father smiled as he watched his son's rare embarrassment, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"A kind reminder... So, making that PPT for you, signing autographs for her at the stadium, and all those other things you mentioned before, were all done out of kindness?"

Yan Yuan was truly speechless after being teased by his father.

"Dad, that's... that's just him fulfilling his duties as a teaching assistant and showing concern for me, his junior. Don't overinterpret it."

"Hahahaha..." Yan's father burst into laughter, patting his son on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, that's showing concern. But son," Mr. Yan said, his tone becoming gentle and serious as he put his joke aside.

"Dad wants to tell you something from the bottom of his heart."

Before, when you were young and had just started playing soccer, your mother and I were strict with you, afraid that you would be distracted and ruin your future. So we never really talked about relationships.

He looked lovingly at his son, who was now taller than him, with broad shoulders and a determined gaze.

"But things are different now, son. You are 18 years old, an adult, in college, and have established yourself on the court. You are a real adult now."

There are some things we should really think about.

Yan Yuan's blush hadn't faded, but his eyes turned serious as he looked at his father.

"Your senior classmate," Yan's father said seriously.

"Although Dad has never met her, judging from your description and the things she has done, she is definitely a good girl."

Graduated from a top university, works at Goldman Sachs, intelligent, reliable, of good character, kind-hearted, and most importantly... devoted to you.

He emphasized the words "with good intentions".

"A girl like this is so much better than those celebrities and models!" When mentioning celebrities and models, Yan's father spoke with disdain.

"You're from the football circle, so I know the character of football players. Most football players like to find celebrity models as partners."

But to be honest, your mother and I have absolutely no liking for those celebrities and models in the entertainment industry. Those people are too superficial and their private lives are too messy.

When it comes to finding a partner, you need to find someone who truly understands you, supports you, and can even help you in your career. That's true happiness!

If your mom knew you'd end up dating someone like your senior from high school, she'd be beaming with joy.

As Yan Yuan listened to his father's words, a warm feeling and a sense of belonging welled up in his heart.

He nodded.

"Dad, I understand. Actually, I also think... my senior is a very good person. She's smart, independent, and has a lot of ideas, and... she's truly sincere." He paused, his voice lowering.

"Well... I have a pretty good impression of her."

"That's good enough!" Dad Yan slapped his thigh and encouraged him.

"Son, I won't ask you about the specific progress of your relationship, nor will I rush you."

But Dad only has one piece of advice for you: be sincere! When it comes to relationships, you must be sincere! If you like someone, you like them; if you respect someone, you respect them.

Don't try to be like those cunning people. We, the Yan family, value honesty and integrity in everything we do!

Yan's father looked at his son with eyes full of trust.

"If you have the chance, invite that girl to our restaurant for a meal. Let your mother see our cooking skills; they're definitely top-notch. Let the girl see what kind of family we are."

Yan Yuan listened to his father's simple yet sincere words and felt a surge of strength within him.

He nodded vigorously, a bright smile spreading across his face:

"Yes, Dad, I understand. There will be opportunities!"

The father and son's conversation ended in a relaxed and hopeful atmosphere.

Yan Yuan felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders and got up to go home and rest.

After his son left, Mr. Yan immediately picked up his phone, his eyes sharp, and entered "battle mode".

With Lin Jianwei's concise and clear "general policy" in place, the situation improved.

Only then did Yan's father realize how easy and effortless he was at arranging specific matters.

He first called his longtime friend, who was an executive at a well-known private bank in the City of London.

"Thomas, it's me, Yan. It's urgent. Yes, it's about pounds and asset allocation... The situation is very urgent. I need to immediately convert the pound sterling in my son's name and several of our family's accounts into US dollars and Swiss francs in batches as quickly as possible."

Yes, the ratio should be... 50/50. The transaction needs to be quick; fees aren't a problem! Also, please open two multi-currency accounts for me...

He then contacted the independent financial advisor who was in charge of managing the relevant investment portfolio.

"Mike, immediately! Right now! Help me thoroughly review all of Yan Yuan's current investments in the UK, including stocks, funds, and bonds... with a focus on those that are highly dependent on the UK's domestic economy or have already been rated too high."

Make a list! Assess the risks! Prepare a reduction plan! Yes, prioritize these! Time is money! No, time is more important than money!

Finally, he dialed the number of the top real estate agent who had been helping Yan Yuan find properties in central London.

"Ryan, regarding those apartments in Mayfair and Knightsbridge that we looked at before... all of them are on hold."

Yes, an indefinite suspension. The market risk is too great... I know the market is good, but now is not a good time! Liquidity could become a major problem! ...

What? A huge discount on a set for urgent sale? ...No way, not even if it's cheap. Now is not the time to snag a bargain, it's the time to lay low!

Yan's father called one after another, speaking quickly and clearly, with clear and decisive instructions.

He leveraged his extensive network and good reputation built up over many years of running a foreign trade company in England.

With the clear "general policy" provided by Lin Jianwei, a safety net to cope with the financial crisis was quickly woven.

The trust built up in trade has now become the key to efficient execution.

When Yan Yuan returned to the villa, his phone vibrated.

It was a message from my dad:

[Dad: Son, don't worry. I'll take care of the money. Following your senior's advice, everything's been sorted out, and I've contacted everyone. It'll be settled soon. You can focus on your football; I'll take care of things at home.]

Looking at this short but powerful message, Yan Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Outside the window, the London night was deep, and a storm was brewing in the financial markets, but Yan Yuan felt at peace.

He lay in bed, his mind filled with images of Lin Jianwei's focused profile in the library, her slightly reddened eyes in the night by the river, and her calm and professional analysis on the phone...

And then there's my dad's comment, "If you have the chance, invite that girl over for dinner."

He couldn't help but think about it.

"Hmm... my mom makes the best oil-splashed noodles, but do people from Hangzhou like oil-splashed noodles? She probably doesn't like spicy food, after all, she's from the South..."