Wang Yi paid no attention to the Dow Jones falling or the stock market turning red.
Over the next few days, Wang Yi's main priority was saying goodbye to his acquaintances on the Kings and his friends in the United States.
First, he called the owner.
"Boss, I'm sorry. If I were still playing, I'd definitely stay with the Kings. But circumstances have left me no choice but to retire. I deeply regret the huge impact my retirement will have on the team."
"Maybe I can make it up to you in some other way in the future."
Ranadave was naturally very sorry to see Wang Yi go.
Still, he nodded. "Wang, I respect your decision. A friend of mine in the police department told me someone went to your house with a gun. Given the situation, it would be safer for you to return to China for now."
"These foolish people will pay for what they've done. Today, the stocks of all thirty teams turned red across the board. That's bound to cause a chain reaction and send the stock market into a major upheaval."
"Ordinary people are easily swept up in a frenzy and incited. But those who think independently are rational."
"People are foolish and forgetful. They've forgotten the impact of Jordan's retirement. The impact of your retirement will definitely be even greater this time."
Wang Yi smiled.
"Anyway, Boss, you were willing to take me in back then and give me the best treatment. You thought so highly of me. I'll find a chance to thank you in the future."
Ranadave nodded. "That's all I need to hear."
Ranadave knew Wang Yi had a close relationship with the Rothschild family.
He was an IT tycoon, but he was still nowhere near their level.
If Wang Yi