After Xiao Qian and Jing Qi sign the agreement, it still needs to be certified by local Spanish institutions and approved by the Real Madrid shareholders meeting.
Yes, equity transfer is not just a matter for Xiao Qian and Jing Qi.
Real Madrid's board of directors requires very strict procedures to absorb new shareholders and must obtain the approval of the vast majority of shareholders.
However, after understanding Xiao Qian's information, the approval process of Real Madrid's board of directors became smoother.
In recent years, China's rapid economic development has gradually begun to be recognized by the world. Real Madrid also very much hopes to open up the market in the East, especially China.
It would be perfect if there was a Chinese shareholder among the top management who also had great influence in China.
After a few procedures, Xiao Qian transformed and officially became one of the owners of Real Madrid.
The only thing that dissatisfied him was that this equity transfer actually required the payment of more than 15 million euros in taxes.
"Damn capitalism..."
While complaining, Xiao Qian endured the pain of vomiting blood and signed her name.
"Well, I'm finally free and light."
Jing Qi was so happy that she finally got rid of a huge burden.
Xiao Qian's depression was only temporary, and she soon became happy.
"Let's go watch the ball."
He is now a member of the board of directors of Real Madrid. It is of course extremely convenient to go to the Bernabeu to watch football.
Put on Raul's No. 7 jersey, take the internal elevator, and go all the way to the VIP box. From a height, you can overlook the entire Bernabeu Stadium, and you will see a huge crowd of people and a majestic atmosphere.
Xiao Qian stood in front of the glass window and opened his arms, as if he took the entire Bernabeu into his arms.
This feeling that the world belongs to me is really great.
"Hahaha, you are indeed a young man. Putting on Real Madrid's jersey is enough to represent the club."
Florentino also came to accompany Xiao Qian to watch the game.
This is his most important partner, and of course he must do his best to be a landlord.
As for Jing Qi and Li Xiaohan...
These two guys had already been seduced away by the various delicacies in the box, and were impatient to listen to the two guys talking about football.
Outside, the entire Bernabeu was packed.
Today is September 9th, the first round of the 2000-2001 La Liga season.
In the past season, Real Madrid defeated Valencia, their rival from the same league, and won the Champions League.
Therefore, in the new season, fans have higher expectations for the team, and they are eager to see how their beloved team is doing in the first game.
"Today will be a fierce battle!"
Florentino stood next to Xiao Qian, looking at the court being warmed up below, feeling quite worried.
Real Madrid's opponent in the first round was Valencia, whom they had just played against in the Champions League final.
Having been deprived of the most precious Champions League trophy by Real Madrid, Valencia must be filled with endless anger and vowed to complete revenge in this game.
However, Xiao Qian was affected by the atmosphere and became extremely passionate.
"We are the best club in the world, we are Real Madrid and we have nothing to fear."
"That's right!"
"Viva Madrid!"
"We are invincible."
There shouldn't be too many fans around. When they heard Xiao Qian's bold words, they all got excited and started shouting.
Those who are willing to spend money to watch the game in the box must be die-hard Real Madrid fans.
Seeing this strange and beautiful oriental boy standing next to Florentino, and Florentino's attitude was so kind, everyone was curious, who is this boy?
The mature and prudent Florentino saw the wanton and publicistic Xiao Qian, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, being young is good.
But what Xiao Qian said is right.
Real Madrid have just won the Champions League and are now the number one team in the world. There is no need to be afraid of their opponents.
If you can beat Valencia once, you can beat Valencia a second time.
They were chatting happily, but they didn't know that the cameras at the scene had already locked onto them.
The outside world was already very curious about Florentino, who had just defeated Sanz and became the president of Real Madrid. After learning that he had arrived at the scene, the director began to search for him.
Once discovered, lock it immediately.
As a result, Xiao Qian beside him was also captured in the shot.
At first, seeing that Xiao Qian was so young, the director thought he was Florentino's child. But after a closer look, no, he was an Oriental.
The local media in Spain know Florentino very well and know that his family does not have oriental ancestry.
So who is this oriental boy?
Thinking of this, the director couldn't help but lock the camera.
At this time, the live broadcast signal was also transmitted to all parts of the world and presented to fans through TV sets.
"CCTV, CCTV, dear viewers, welcome everyone to watch the first round of the 2000-2001 La Liga season late at night, when Real Madrid plays Valencia at home."
Although CCTV officially signed a contract to broadcast La Liga in 2003, CCTV had already started broadcasting through other channels as early as 1998.
A major game like Real Madrid versus Valencia is naturally impossible to miss.
Countless Chinese Real Madrid fans also endured their sleepiness and exhaustion and prepared peanuts, melon seeds, ham and beer, waiting for the game to start.
The two CCTV commentators also took advantage of the start of the game to chat and talk about all kinds of true and false news.
Information in this era is not that developed, La Liga is far less popular in China than Serie A, and the level of commentary these days is only about that, so you can't expect the two commentators to have any good material.
Han explained: "We all know that last season, Real Madrid won the Champions League. And their opponent in the final was today's opponent Valencia. So today's game is Valencia
The battle of revenge. If Valencia wins today, it will prove that they did not lose to Real Madrid."
Huang explained: "What if Valencia still loses today?"
Han commented: "That shows that Real Madrid's championship status is well-deserved."
Many viewers wanted to smash their TV sets after hearing this.
Are you two talking nonsense?
Think about whether the TV belongs to you, or forget it.
At this time, Florentino's figure appeared on the TV screen, and Commentator Han immediately seized the opportunity.
"This shot was specially given at the scene. Could it be that this old man has a great relationship with Real Madrid? Or, is he a relative of any player?"
Huang Jie was stunned.
"Well, he is Florentino, the new president of Real Madrid."
At the same time, I secretly vowed in my heart that I would definitely apply in the future and not explain with this guy.
Commentator Han had no idea that he had made a mistake, and continued: "It seems that President Florentino also has great expectations for Real Madrid in the new season. You see, he even brought his own child with him.
Watch the game. Oops, his kid looks familiar!"
Huang Jie said he had stopped talking.
Look at the TV screen, rub your eyes quickly, look at the TV again, rub your eyes again.
Although it was very late and very sleepy, my eyes were not blurred.
"This person..."
After all, they were the official commentators, so naturally they couldn't mess around. Although they already had a clear answer in their hearts, they still held back.
But the viewers in front of the TV have no such restrictions.
"Hey, isn't that who it is?"
"Who is it?"
"That's who it is."
"Then who is who?"
"Oh my, I'm saying this, but why can't I say it?"
Xiao Qian, who was far away in Spain, had no idea how much trouble he had caused, and had been paying attention to the situation at the scene.
When he saw the players from the two teams entering the stadium under the leadership of the referee team, he, like the more than 80,000 fans at the scene, was filled with blood and high morale.
【Ya estamos todos aqui, animando al real ~~~~~~Madrid!!!!!!】
More than 80,000 people roared in unison, like a strong wind and huge waves. If you were timid, your legs would be weak from fear.
This is the way of hospitality at the Bernabeu, which is to use noble majesty to frighten the reptiles who dare to provoke giants.
The two came to the edge of the field and lined up separately for the media to take pictures.
The on-site DJ shouted loudly, and when the home team's name was spoken, there were waves of cheers; when the away team's name was spoken, the boos were shrill and harsh.
Looking around from the lawn, the surrounding auditoriums towered like cliffs, which further intensified the sense of oppression in the atmosphere.
Playing football in front of tens of thousands of enemies is really not a good environment.
