The fact that Jose left Chelsea was enough to feed Fleet Street for a week. At the same time, there was constant shock within the team. Although the team trained on the morning of Jose's departure, no one was interested.
Coach Grant and first team coach Clark simply sent everyone home to avoid gathering together and causing trouble.
Drogba already told reporters on site when he walked out of Cobham's gate at noon: He will seek a transfer immediately!
The club understands that Jose has the support of almost everyone except them. During the period when the players' emotions fluctuate violently, it is better not to let them gather. At the same time, the club urgently summons captain Terry to Stamford Bridge to discuss countermeasures.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Ai's agent Schlapner's team arrived; at three o'clock in the afternoon, Inter Milan's negotiation team arrived, and the negotiations began immediately. Since the previous negotiations had reached 95%, only a few payment methods were left.
It was a boring argument, so with the intention of all three parties, the progress was extremely smooth.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Ai's family waited for the drunken Schlapner at the gym. The old man patted his chest happily and said: The negotiation has been completed, and the contract will be signed as soon as tomorrow. It will be implemented as soon as the winter window opens.
Xu Qinglian brought a cup of sobering tea to the old man: "What are the specific terms?"
The old man thanked him and sat down on the leather cushion: "46 million plus Adriano, wow, Milan spent 15 million to get him three years ago, and you are already worth 61 million, wow!
"
Wang Ai pulled his arm and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not that high. Ade's current worth is at most 8 million. He is no longer a king."
"Yes." Schlapner pointed at Wang Ai with drunken eyes: "When the new king ascends the throne, the old king will abdicate."
Wang Ai laughed loudly, released his arms, and followed Schlapner's example and sat on the mat, "Thank you, Klaus."
Schlapner leaned back and raised his arms; "I, Klaus Schlapner, an agent who became a monk on the way, finally have a big guy worth 60 million! I am also a big agent, haha
!”
The old man obviously drank too much. Wang Ai stayed with the old man for a while, and then personally helped the old man to the guest room on the third floor, and arranged for the old man and his assistant to rest. Wang Ai didn't know much about the work of an agent, but he must have spent every penny.
Relatively speaking, the negotiations went smoothly this time, mainly due to the efforts of the entire CY Sports and Athletics team including Leonie this summer.
The various 5% commissions signed by Wang Ai and the company are worth the money.
After seeing the old man back, Xu Qinglian and the four of them were still doing yoga together, smiling in the mirror and saying: "It's so expensive. The most valuable person in the world?"
"No, in pounds sterling, I probably have more than 40 million. Zidane six years ago was worth 70 million."
"Why? Aren't you as important as him?"
Wang Ai bent down and picked up the dumbbells, hung them on his feet, and looked up at the mirror. The four women inside were all staring at each other, a little aggrieved. Wang Ai chuckled: "It has nothing to do with me anyway, right?"
"What about the salary? I heard that Kaka's salary is 9 million. How much is yours? 5.5 million?"
"He didn't get so high all at once. He rose slowly, with advertising bonuses. As for me, I still need to prove that I can establish myself in Serie A and achieve the same performance as now. Believe me, my salary is very high.
Catch up with him as soon as possible. Don’t forget, I transferred in the winter and I have half a year to adapt. As long as I perform well in that half year, it will be summer soon and we can renegotiate."
Wang Ai stretched out his hand to grab the horizontal bar, stretched it a dozen times, then gasped: "Besides, I actually don't like to raise my salary too high and make people jealous. Don't forget that I am Chinese and I am a minority.
I prefer to increase my proportion of advertising revenue. This way, it is more hidden and inconspicuous, which is easier for the club to accept, and I can still make a lot of money."
"Aren't you going to hand over 30% of the country to Inter Milan?"
"There's no way, Inter Milan has a lot of influence in the country. Do you know how many people called me this summer? Those old men are going crazy with joy. I have always been a child in their eyes, no matter how much I spend time at Chelsea
, are a bit unsightly. Now, I have become a part of their former love of youth and their former dreams. Can you understand their complex emotions of youth passing away, infinite beauty, and a new generation growing up?
In short, my alliance with Inter Milan will be a more extensive and thorough mobilization of the Chinese market, and my potential consumers will also be completely extended from the younger, professional fans to the whole society. Also, internationally, Inter Milan is far more powerful than Chelsea.
A more powerful radiation source, standing there, is equivalent to using a much larger loudspeaker to shout my name to the whole world."
"As for income, CY Sports has calculated that according to the current contract, my total income will increase by at least 20%. Don't forget, China is a big country, I am the only one in China, and they, including Kaka and others, the country does not
It’s big, and it’s not the only one. So my negotiation is destined not to focus on salary.”
"I still hope you can be the number one in net worth." Kangsi raised her head and bent her back and muttered.
After Wang Ai finished doing the horizontal bar movements, he wiped his sweat, walked behind Kangsi, looked down at her upturned face, curled up his two fingers, and flicked her forehead: "It will happen."
Wang Ai walked towards the dumbbells and said with his back to Kang Si: "When you work with me, you have to pay attention to my specialness. Some worldly standards may not be suitable for me. When I win two awards, Zidane's record is destined to be...
Refresh. In fact, Kangsi, your popularity in Chinese society is no less than that of ordinary female celebrities. The number of people who know you is at least tens of millions, which is impossible for other star assistants to achieve."
After Kangsi made a face behind her, she glanced at Xu Qinglian and the two female guards with incomprehensible expressions, and felt a chill on her body: I seem to be stealing the spotlight from the hostess.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Wang Ai was the last one to go upstairs. Unexpectedly, he was caught by Kang Si in the corner of the living room. The little girl said nervously: "Just now the big tiger touched my face and said that I did a good job. Does she want to eat it?"
Me?"
"I've missed you too much. She doesn't like to be famous. She wishes someone would protect her." Wang Ai rubbed the little girl's head: "Don't worry, if she really wants to eat her, just say so."
Watching Kang Si jumping back to the room, Wang Ai smiled, went upstairs to his bedroom, took off his coat three times, and threw it on the bed with a thud.
After a while, Wang Ai touched Xu Qinglian's head: "Do you want to sing with my music box?"
The response was a loud punch, "You accomplished two big things in one day, can't you sleep?"
"It's a bit, a bit chaotic. There are too many variables and I can't think clearly at the moment." Wang Ai shook his legs: "And, tomorrow, it will be lively."
