Wang Ai is really not joking. Munich is the most expensive house he has ever lived in. In his career, his house has never exceeded 200,000 euros. Until Munich, the two villas together cost him close to
4000000.
In the six months since he came to Munich, Wang Ai has not received domestic reporters at home. He is also afraid that if the news about the big-mouthed reporter spreads, some people will feel unbalanced. In fact, Wang Ai himself is not balanced. Forget it in Beijing. After all, the place is rich in land.
But in Munich, living in a house with a price of 40 million, it is really painful and bleeding.
If Kang Si hadn't said that this house would retain its value, and if you don't live in it anymore, you won't lose money if you sell it.
The "Samaria Manor" that slowly opened in front of Zheng Zhi was majestic. The main building has three floors, with more than a dozen rooms on each floor. The tall green plants well block the surrounding view even in winter. Walk in
Behind the hall, through the open glass back wall of the main building, you can see the main building of another villa diagonally behind.
Zhao Xuri said in the group that the boss bought it to protect his family's privacy.
Including Zheng Zhi, who has an annual salary of over 20 million, he is always vomiting! Most people can't imagine how happy Zheng Zhi is, and Zheng Zhi can't imagine how happy Wang Ai is. For example, as soon as he walked in, he saw Mr. Huang holding a child.
And Mr. Shi, who also appears as a hostess.
No matter what he thought in his heart, Zheng Zhi was not bad at all. He greeted the two of them one after another, and even brought out a set of exquisite building blocks as a gift to Wang Sheng.
This meal was actually a late-night snack, so the two hostesses said hello and exchanged a few words before going upstairs to avoid Zheng Zhi feeling uncomfortable. The only people accompanying Wang Ai to entertain Zheng Zhi in the restaurant were Li Jun and Kang Si.
"When Brother Bai left, I... was pretty lonely anyway." Zheng Zhi put down his chopsticks and smiled when he was almost done eating.
Wang Ai blinked and didn't speak in a hurry. Zheng Zhi had no choice but to continue: "I'm here today. One of them is going to visit your house and take a look at the children. The other one also wants to ask you to help me give advice on what to do.
"
"Mr. Xu invited you?" Wang Ai suddenly said.
Zheng Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little sheepishly: "Mr. Xu didn't do it directly..."
Wang Ai nodded, took a deep breath, and sighed deliberately: "As expected, he was poached, so I looked at him as a kind-hearted person and not like a good person."
Zheng Zhi smiled and shook his head: "I'm 31 too."
Wang Ai nodded: "Then what do you think? What do you think?"
"I have become a good person over the years." Zheng Zhi put his hands on his knees and looked solemn: "Everything is good if I play football outside, but the connection with the country has faded. I will retire in the future. If I still
If you want to do something, you need connections. If you don’t play in China, you won’t have connections. Even if you have sponsors, you won’t be able to borrow much power from them. No matter how good they are with us today, they will be worthless when we withdraw.
You can't find anyone when you come to the door. Although I don't feel the harshness of this world, there are always a lot of examples."
Wang Ai nodded silently.
"Of course this problem doesn't exist for you. Maybe you can still be the chairman of the Football Association." Zheng Zhi joked: "For you guys from the 85 National Youth League, the future will be easy. You are better than
I have a good foundation, a good age, and my achievements will definitely be higher. Even if I go back to my country to support you, I still have to provide for you. I am actually a member of the Liao Xiaohu group. I was in the Liao Shao back then, oh, the old Liao Shao did not catch up with them.
But I am one year younger than Brother Luo and three years younger than Brother Bai, so I have to think about it. It happened to be playing in the Chinese Super Cup, and someone from Mr. Xu mentioned it, so I am hesitant about it now."
Speaking of this, Zheng Zhi raised his eyes and looked directly at Wang Ai: "Little Wang'er, you are our leader. In these years, whether he is older or younger than you, whether he is your elder brother or your younger brother, he has always followed you.
It becomes brighter and brighter as we go. So we all believe in your vision and our brotherhood."
Wang Ai nodded deeply, thought for a while and smiled: "Brother Zhi, actually I think you have considered the pros and cons very clearly. If you can maintain your level by staying abroad, with your talent and hard work, you will have to play for another ten years no matter what.
Eight years, so that your current income structure and income level can be maintained. When you return to China, with your current achievements, you will be a superstar in the Chinese Super League. By the way, what is the salary that Mr. Xu promised you?"
"3000." Zheng Zhi smiled a little embarrassedly.
Wang Ai frowned and knocked on the table subconsciously: "It's too low."
Zheng Zhi was startled: "Is it too low? Generally, the number of main players in the Super League is only 300, and some are less than 300."
Wang Ai shook his head: "That's not how the account is settled. Have you heard about Anelka? Have you heard how much Shenhua will give him?"
"How can I compete with Anelka?" Zheng Zhi, who felt ridiculous, smiled and pointed at himself in confusion: "Am I really capable?"
"You are the main player of the world championship, is he?" Wang Ai asked sharply.
Zheng Zhi was stunned for a while, then smiled silently: "Why have you never said that?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "We Chinese are in a weak football country and must practice in Europe to realize our dreams. But in a foreign country, it is necessary to keep a low profile and earn less in exchange for stable playing time. So I can't
Encourage everyone, but aren’t you going back to China?”
Looking at Zheng Zhi who was thinking, Wang Ai continued: "Shenhua may give him 10,000! Let me ask you, why are you worth 3,000? Even if you count Shanghai's vague respect... uh, open, open.
Mentality, it shouldn’t be so different.”
"Maybe he is a striker."
"What about Kongka? Kongka also has more than 4,000, why are you lower than him?" Speaking of this, Wang Ai said angrily: "Just come to my place to poach, and you still have the intention of picking up advantages. Anyway, I think
If it's less than 4,000, don't consider it. In terms of strength, reputation, and value to the team, you are more than the average foreign player, so why should you be regarded as a domestic player?"
"That's the preliminary intention. It's not time to actually negotiate." Zheng Zhi defended "Kind Eyes and Kind Eyes": "If we really want to negotiate, it won't be at this price."
Wang Ai shook his head: "Even if the intention is so low, we can't really talk about it. With your strength and comprehensiveness, brother Zhi, you are a superstar when you return to the Chinese Super League. You should enjoy the treatment of a superstar, and you still treat us as overseas."
Why is the Corps? You are not sent by the Guangzhou team? Even if you want to make friends in domestic football, you must not wrong yourself. The money you should ask for must not be less, and friendship can only be negotiated on a fair basis. Otherwise, they will treat you
If you are a fool, I will have to fool you in the future. After all, unity depends on struggle."
After hearing this, Zheng Zhi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "That's the truth...should I return to China? Xiao Wanger, tell me the truth, what did you think about it?"
"...Will you still participate in the World Cup in three years' time?"
This chapter has been completed!