Chapter 205

The next day, when Zhao Ji came to Lingyun Club again, he was stunned. "What the hell is this? Wanhong Cuju Club?"

The few people around him saw that the plaque at the door of the club had been replaced with a brand new plaque, and it was bloody. Well, the five large vermilion words looked so eye-catching.

"Wan Hong? Hey, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere, and it seems very familiar..." Gao Qiu touched his forehead and said hesitantly.

"Are you talking about Wanhong boutique clothing store?" Zhao Ji suddenly remembered that he was present in person when the performance opened by Yihong Building was opened some time ago.

"Wanhong Cuju Club... That's right. Starting today, Lingyun Club has officially been named from Wanhong Boutique Clothing Store to Wanhong Cuju Club. If you don't believe it, you can ask Brother Ling." Wang Yang faced these people's face with a puzzled look and had already collected the money, but his mouth was still smiling so hard that he couldn't close it and dragged it over like a burning dog.

After talking about it all, the man finally realized that this little thing was nothing for them. Moreover, seeing that the owner of Lingyun Club was so happy that he was about to cut his wrist and bleed to prevent his heart from being overjoyed, he naturally ignored such a little thing.

While Zhao Ji and others were talking and laughing in the locker room, Wang Yang walked in with a lot of clothes.

"Sir, this is..." Tong Guan, who was sitting on the back of the outside, quickly got up and took it from Wang Yang, unable to help but feel confused.

Wang Yang clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Today, please change the new uniforms..."

"Why do you have to change it? Can't you wear the previous ones?" The players of Yipiao Cuju didn't understand it very well.

"These are customized Cuju sportswear specially sponsored by Wanhong Boutique Clothing Store. We quickly changed it. In addition, the team name of our team has been confirmed, so it is called Wanhong Cuju team."

Wang Yang continued to whisper there. "In other words, starting today, Wanhong Boutique Clothing Store has given our Cuju team a fund of 1,000 guan, and each Cuju player has a salary of 50 guan per month..."

"Sir, do you mean that we have money to take when playing Cuju?" Zhao Ji, who only treats Cuju as a kind of beautiful hobby, couldn't help but widen his eyes. In addition to the salary given to him by the court, his income was only some of the industries under his name.

I never thought that I could get a salary while entertainment, which really made the prince feel a little ridiculous.

"It's not bad. You can get fifty taels a month." Li Yu and Li Hui, two young people who have relied on their parents so far, suddenly had their eyes lit up. They were fifty taels. Although they couldn't buy a house in Tokyo Bianliang, it was definitely enough for them to eat and drink. After all, the housing prices in Tokyo Bianliang are just ridiculously expensive, and other daily necessities are quite suitable.

"I didn't expect that I actually had other income besides my salary, haha..." Zhao Ji did not mean to be humiliated by fifty knots at all, but instead seemed very complacent.

Zhao Ji has made such a statement. Can these young young people still jump up and say "Chengren" and "Meng" say "For righteousness, I will not be able to eat the food I give you." In short, you are happy, we are also happy. Everyone has money to take it, why aren't you happy?

Soon, the first official game of the Wanhong Cuju team finally began. Their opponents were the Iron Leg Club, also from the east of the city. Many people from Tokyo Bianliang who came to watch the game came, and of course, there were also several fans of Wang Daxing, including Li Qingzhao, Liu Yiyi, and Li Shishi.

Three beautiful girls, who were as beautiful as flowers and covered with light fur, sat together, their beautiful eyes flowing, and their low words and smiles, which made many people around them pay scruples in this direction frequently.

However, these three beautiful young women were obviously surrounded by a group of powerful men with martial arts. Therefore, those young men who wanted to show off their literary style and charming stopped in front of the strong men with full faces and murderous intent.

Picking up girls is one thing. If you get beaten up for picking up girls, it would be too bad, let alone in such a public place.

Of course, there are also literary youths who are afraid of coming forward and being beaten up but not giving up, pretending to be arrogant from afar, and chanting their proud works at the top of their throats. That look was like a rooster crowing.

Under the influence of Wang Dacaizi's unparalleled talent, his vision was already considered to be the three women of a high level in this world. How could they be attracted by such mediocre works? They didn't even have the interest to take a look.

The three girls' eyes fell on Wang Yang, the handsome guy who had already changed into a stadium with the trademark and advertising slogan of Wanhong's boutique ready-to-wear store. He had no time to look at those pretentious but powerless crooked juju.

At this moment, a group of embroidery girls who have been on vacation, or girls from Yihonglou, as well as many staff members who are taking turns on the off, of course, are also indispensable for other members of Wanhong Cuju Club.

Sixty or seventy people came, each of whom was surrounded by a striking red scarf around his neck, scattered on the stands around the court. Their undisplayed scarf was very bright and eye-catching.

It was finally time to start. At the urging of the staff on the sidelines, Wang Yang and others finally came on the stage. They were full of heroism and were dressed with a prominent trademark on it, which attracted the audience's attention and whispers.

"Wanhong Cuju team, why have you never heard of it..."

"Look, look, there are so many handsome guys in their team?" A silly girl said with her eyes on her.

"Yes, it's so handsome, especially the white face, pink and tender like a little girl. Tsk, it's so cute. I really want to pinch his face and try the feel." A certain fujog girl's target pointed directly at the little prince Zhao Ji.

"Tsk, this girl doesn't like it. Look at that, the handsome guy with the tallest head, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

"That's not called black, okay, that skin makes me feel like the ripe wheat in autumn. Oh, it's a pity that it's too far away. I don't know if its smell is as good as ripe wheat."

"You guys are all women. Can you be more reserved and concentrate on watching the ball? Yo yo yo... He got the ball. Oh my God, his posture is so handsome..."

"You nerd, why should you say auntie?!"

"Go aside, don't block my girl from watching the handsome guy...Oh, I'm wrong, I'm watching the football."

Seeing a group of girls chattering nearby, their eyes waving, the big guys next to them couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Oh, the world is getting worse and worse, and people's hearts are not as good as ever. These women are too unreserved..."

"Yes, brother, I also think these girls are too unrestrained. Just watch the football well. Why do they only have men in their eyes?"

"Look over there, is there a beautiful woman?"
Chapter completed!