Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

[In front of the mother and daughter, he pretended to be very knowledgeable about the current economic situation and predicted an economic crisis in September of this year.]

Lu Mingfei: "..."

"You mean, you want me, a high school sophomore, to pretend to be an economist?"

but……

Looking at this brightly displayed wish, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath.

This wish has certain conditions; it must be fulfilled in the presence of both mother and daughter. If it is not done this time, it is hard to say when she will be able to see Su's mother again.

Lu Mingfei doesn't understand economics, but by working backward from the results... he might be able to fool the mother and daughter.

The information revealed by the wishing machine is unlikely to be wrong. Since the comments say there will be an economic crisis this fall, then an economic crisis will definitely happen.

Lu Mingfei began racking his brains, trying to figure out how to apply the political economy he had reviewed the past two days.

The political topic seemed to mention something from last year... the subprime mortgage crisis?

The crisis started in the financial sector and then impacted other industries. In the context of economic globalization, no country in the trade chain can escape unscathed.

What impact does the economic crisis have on clothing, food, housing, and transportation? What industry is most relevant to Su Xiaoqiang's family? If they were to invest now, what should they do?

After awakening his golden eyes, Lu Mingfei found that his mind seemed to have become smarter, and his thoughts were much clearer than before.

Having been down on his luck for so many years, Lu Mingfei doesn't consider himself a very good at showing off, but his previous experience of torturing Lu Mingze and dealing with Xia Mi has given him some experience.

He silently told himself that the world was a huge makeshift operation, everyone was acting, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

If you want to become a certain type of person, then first pretend to be that type of person. If you keep pretending for a long time, you will eventually become one.

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

"A harsh winter is coming for the energy industry. I estimate that coal prices will plummet by this fall at the latest. It's always good to have more money on hand."

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and suddenly realized that this guy seemed to be a superhuman. According to the traditional Chinese way of thinking, the words of people with special abilities are usually like prophecies. Some of them can really predict the future, and some can access information that ordinary people cannot access.

"The subprime crisis started last year, but not many people paid attention to it, especially in China."

Lu Mingfei said.

According to the political science teacher, these domestic business owners are too well protected and have never been tortured by capitalism. They are like pigs on a windy ride, soaring through the sky when the wind blows, but when the wind stops, everyone realizes that pigs don't actually have wings.

"Young Master Lu even understands economics."

A mature and beautiful woman walked over with a smile and put her arms around Su Xiaoqiang.

"Just making things up."

Lu Mingfei glanced at Pig Mom... no, I mean Su Mom, and said half-jokingly:

"...Be fearful when others are greedy, and greedy when others are fearful."

As an "old auntie," Su's mother naturally wouldn't take the children's jokes seriously, but she did become interested:

"If Mr. Lu were in charge, what kind of investments would he make?"

Lu Mingfei had already prepared his speech in his mind:

"The economic crisis broke out very quickly. Now that trade is globalized, it is impossible for the country to remain unaffected."

In terms of industry, the real estate sector is the hardest hit. In recent years, housing prices have been on the rise, and many small and medium-sized enterprises are trying to make a quick buck. Given their risk resistance, their cash flow will be disrupted, so they will acquire land at low prices, buy up shops at rock-bottom prices, or even directly acquire unfinished buildings. Once the bailout plan comes, these picked-up stones will turn into gold.

Then there's the region. We're a coastal city with many clothing, toy, and hardware factories that do foreign trade. If European and American customers cut off orders, a lot of factories will go bankrupt, and warehouses, equipment, and other things will have to be sold off cheaply.

The same principle applies to the stock market. To withstand external shocks, expanding domestic demand is essential. my country's infrastructure sector still has huge gaps. During industry downturns, buying coal, real estate, and infrastructure stocks at rock-bottom prices is a good strategy. With massive infrastructure projects coming online next year, a bull market will take off...

What's quite interesting is that e-commerce has been on the rise in recent years, and for this emerging industry, the financial crisis has actually been a major boon—it has a price advantage over brick-and-mortar stores; many export factories have been forced to switch to domestic sales, leading to fierce competition and cheaper procurement; and even with increased unemployment, it's easier to recruit delivery drivers…”

Lu Mingfei's expression was strange.

Su Xiaoqiang blinked. She felt like she was being "fooled" by Lu Mingfei. What he was saying seemed to make a lot of sense.

Su Xiaoqiang's mother frowned slightly. She was of mixed Chinese and Portuguese descent, with half of her blood flowing through her veins from an old-fashioned capitalist country. She had been paying attention to the subprime mortgage crisis that Lu Mingfei had mentioned.

As for whether it will develop into a global financial crisis... that's hard to say.

Lu Mingfei's performance surprised her quite a bit. She was always good at judging people, and the young man's performance didn't seem like he was just making things up. His confident manner clearly showed that he had some real knowledge.

"Okay, okay, I was just saying."

Once the wish points were credited to his account, Lu Mingfei knew when to stop. He only had so much knowledge, and if they continued chatting, he might expose his ignorance.

………………

The morning was spent getting clothes for Lu Mingfei, but the main event was shopping with the mother and daughter in the afternoon. The three of them took the elevator to the seventh-floor restaurant to have lunch first.

Generally speaking, the higher the floor in a high-end shopping mall, the lower the consumption threshold. Jewelry, famous watches and top luxury brands are all on the first floor, high-end men's and women's clothing and shoes and leather goods are on the second floor, light luxury, accessories and beauty spas are on the third floor... and only on the top floor is the dining area.

Compared to other floors, the dining area is much more lively, with a wide variety of cuisines from all over the world, including Western dishes prepared by renowned chefs and Eastern imperial cuisine.

Lu Mingfei's gaze fell on a newly opened restaurant.

The antique-style decor is reminiscent of a small tavern in a hutong from a TV drama, but without the smoky, fiery atmosphere; both the interior and exterior are very clean.

The restaurant has a domineering name: "The Emperor's Imperial Kitchen".

Outside the door, a young woman in ancient costume held up a sign taller than herself, which read:

"Our establishment offers imperial service."

If such a sign were placed at the entrance of a bathhouse, Lu Mingfei would not doubt its authenticity.

But what kind of services does this small restaurant offer?

Su Xiaoqiang and her daughter also felt a sense of novelty. They were regulars at this mall and had already tried all the restaurants on the seventh floor, so they were curious about the newly opened restaurants.

So the three of them sat down and ordered food, intending to see what this so-called "imperial service" was all about.

A short while later, a figure stepped out from the kitchen.

A middle-aged man with a side-parted hairstyle, black-rimmed round glasses, and a slender build, wearing a dark gray prison uniform, said in a loud voice:

"AUV! Greetings to our three distinguished guests! Delicious delicacies are served! Imperial Crystal Pork Knuckle, Braised Three Whites, and Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions—enjoy them all! Have a wonderful time in our elegant setting!"

Lu Mingfei, Su Xiaoqiang, and Su's mother: "???"

Who the hell is this emperor?!