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Section 649 Golden Trebuchet (5)

"How about attacking the core?" Peter said sincerely.

"What is the core of the attack?" Wang Ai said equally sincerely.

Peter continued sincerely: "Unlimited fire rights, first choice for attacking opportunities."

Wang Ai continued to be sincere: "Jose has already done it."

Peter leaned back and laughed after thinking for a while: "I knew it would be like this."

Wang Ai glanced at the big fat man with disdain: "He also said he was my friend."

Peter shook his big fat head: "This is not my opinion. I just said that I can't hide it from you, a high-IQ player, and they still don't believe it."

Wang Ai continued to scorn: "I will take what you said as true."

"Really." Peter was extremely sincere.

The two of them laughed at the same time. This was a kind of sympathy between treacherous villains. No one is good at each other, but everyone cares about each other. Only after they compete with each other and find that they are tied can they have a good talk.

"Wiwi, it stands to reason that if you don't leave, we should renew your contract this summer." Peter really relaxed this time: "Frankly speaking, based on your performance on the court, your salary is low.

.Because your business terms are considered too harsh by some people, although that is exactly the reflection of your business appeal."

Wang Ai nodded. This aspect is also the biggest conflict between him and Chelsea, especially the business development department, and it is also an area where Wang Ai cannot make concessions.

"If you don't leave, your salary this season will definitely become the club's maximum salary, even exceeding 130,000 pounds." Peter said this and shook his head without regret: "But there is no way, the Italians are too cunning.

.But in the next few months, you are still a Chelsea player, and your salary is low. At the same time, we cannot renegotiate with you just because you have been in these few months."

"Yes, usually it takes a few months to endure it."

Peter nodded and turned to look out the window at the somewhat bleak training ground: "But now the team and the club need you. I think you should understand that in order to calm down the fluctuations of Jose's departure, we not only need a victory, but also a big victory. We need

A beautiful victory. So we not only need you to appear on the stage, but also need you to show your performance in the previous games, or even better. But we can't renegotiate with you, and it's not suitable to temporarily increase your bonus."

"So." Peter looked into Wang Ai's eyes: "We have thought of a way, hoping to stimulate your motivation for the game."

Wang Ai scratched his face and said, "You don't want to give me any money, but you still want to increase your motivation? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Peter once again looked at Wang Ai with admiration, as if he were looking at a similar person, the same despicable villain. Slowly, Peter said: "wiwi, we have known you before. You are the most famous philanthropist in mainland China.

To be honest, it is surprising and remarkable that a person like you can appear in... China. You have taken all the money you earned from us back to subsidize your compatriots, and we... also admire you very much."

Wang Ai frowned: "I have done a lot in Europe."

"I know, I know." Peter nodded repeatedly: "I'm not blaming you, this is your right. I'm just saying that from this matter we found an appropriate way to motivate you."

Speaking of this, Peter raised his finger: "In a game, scoring 1 goal is worth 10,000 pounds, scoring the second goal is worth 12,000 pounds, and scoring the third goal is worth 15,000 pounds."

Wang Ai frowned: "Does any competition count?"

"Yes, anyway, you only have a few months, probably less than twenty games, and the club can afford it."

Wang Ai thought for a while: "I remember that the goal bonus in the league is 6,000 and the Champions League is 8,000? An additional 10,000 for a hat trick?"

"Yes, the extra money is an incentive for you and also makes up for your salary."

Wang Ai chuckled, "Do you want to make up for my salary? My performance last season should have given me the maximum salary, but what happened? It was 30,000 pounds less than Sheva, and that's a weekly salary! That's it, you want me to work hard."

?

Seeing Wang Ai's sarcastic look, Peter sighed secretly. He was really a difficult opponent, so he had to say solemnly: "In addition, in order to support your charity plan, the club has decided that every time you complete a hat trick, the club will give your country

Donate a Hope Primary School! Oh, is that the name? You know my Chinese..."

Wang Ai didn't hear Peter's next words clearly. He looked over in disbelief. When the big fat man finished talking and looked at him sincerely, he blinked and twisted his neck: "Are you sure, what you said is

Hope Primary School?"

"Yes, of course it can't be too big. It's a rural one, not a town. That would require at least 200,000 pounds. We can only, well, the budget for each building is 40,000 pounds..."

Wang Ai took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and shook his head slightly: "I have to say, Peter, your plan is really... I have no possibility of rejecting it. You don't give me the option of rejecting it at all."

Peter showed a sly smile, that's how gifts are, they don't have to be expensive to be good. Just like now, the weekly salary directly given to Wang Ai is increased to 140,000 pounds, and the effect is completely different from donating the 40,000 pounds to Hope Primary School.

Peter's smile made Wang Ai calm down. He thought about it and suddenly sneered: "Peter, I really have you. Chelsea originally wanted to promote influence in China, right? In my name, we jointly launched a donation to Hope Primary School

Our public relations activities don’t cost much, but they have great influence. You are really smart in your calculations!”

Peter, who was exposed, stuttered a little: "Well, wiwi, the club has a promotion plan, but I guarantee you that this plan is definitely temporary..."

Wang Ai shook his head, was silent for a moment, and then nodded: "Anyway, Peter, I thank you and the club for this matter. Even if you have an incidental purpose, who can not have an incidental purpose?"

What? Doing charity can avoid taxes and make a name for yourself. If I ask for pure kindness, it will be harsh. In short, Peter, on behalf of those children, thank you and thank the club. Next, I will do what you want.

, and you'd better have your check ready."

"Haha, don't worry!" Peter happily slapped the table.

After leaving Peter's office, Wang Ai glanced back and realized that this fat man had plotted against the club, and he was really eaten up. As expected of a professional club and a professional manager, he was able to take advantage of Wang Ai.

He is forced to work hard to lead the team out of the slump, which is really amazing.

The matter was done, not much money was spent, and the side effects were huge.

Of course, Wang Ai is not at a loss either. He thought about one thing at the last minute, that is, how much money Chelsea gets is secondary. The important thing is that Chelsea donates Hope Primary School to China!

Next year's Beijing Olympics, I'm afraid there won't be enough international friends!

Don’t settle economic accounts, settle political accounts!


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