Chapter 691 The bustling private room
“I said?”
Liu Qianqian’s small eyes made Xiang Yang inexplicably want to laugh but couldn’t.
The past is still vivid in my mind.
How could he not guess the little hidden thoughts in his wife's eyes?
"Here, tie the scarf." Looking at the cheering scarves that the staff had prepared for everyone in the private room, Xiangyang smiled and walked over to get them.
We are an old married couple, how can we be romantic in front of a group of leaders and a group of fans who are making trouble.
We can’t give them any advantage.
Liu Qianqian was startled for a moment. She took a few glances at the people around her who were bowing their heads and whispering to each other, and suppressed her emotions that were about to move.
Just raised his neck.
"Look, look, there's something big going on in the private room!"
"Oh no! Is this guy so fierce?!"
"I'm so jealous!"
"The two of them are so in love."
From their perspective, Liu Qianqian was smiling, like a well-behaved girl waiting patiently for her favorite to tie her scarf carefully. .
"One!"
I don't know who screamed first.
The fans outside the box immediately found a point to vent their emotions.
Standing on the chair, the bride wearing a white wedding dress thought that these fans were waving flags and cheering for her. Her eyes were clear and she looked at the groom who was holding flowers and looking up at her with a sweet smile.
“One!”
"Papa"
"One!"
"Papa"
"People outside seem to be making noise." Liu Qianqian suddenly wanted to laugh and cheered rhythmically The sound was very real even in the box.
“They have nothing to do.”
Xiang Yang pursed his lips.
Dear, if you could kiss me, you would have kissed me already!
Should I still use you Yingteng?
"I'll let you be kissed enough when I get home." After whispering, Xiang Yang was a little reluctant to let go of his scarf.
Liu Qianqian frowned and let out a faint hum.
Don’t wait until the time comes.
Do you still want to go home and hold it and chew it?
It’s a beautiful thought.
"I'm going to watch the game with the leaders first."
".Hmm!"
Liu Qianqian bit her lower lip lightly and nodded vigorously.
The occasion is indeed not allowed.
She had no choice but to stop standing on tiptoes and turned around angrily, no longer listening to the noisy fans outside the window.
There was no movement in the box.
The stands were very lively.
"Uu~~~~~~"
Booses were heard everywhere.
The fans who did not appreciate the intimate behavior of the dog food couple were very dissatisfied and protested.
"Yes, they are just free!" Liu Qianqian, realizing that she had almost been fooled by the fans, complained fiercely.
"Mr. and Mrs. Xiang are really loved by the fans." Director Wei was also quite envious.
He comes to the game every time.
Except for being scolded.
Just being scolded.
The dignified leader of Chinese football doesn't have any face in front of the fans. It doesn't matter where he goes to watch football.
Obviously the man surnamed Nan went in.
Xiang Yang smiled and nodded, taking the words as a courtesy.
Is it easy to make Chinese fans like you?
Needless to say, you beat South Korea and Japan to win the Asian Cup. As long as you can enter the World Cup again, the fans will praise you to the sky.
"What Mr. Rang said just now" smiled and glanced at Little John who was communicating with other officials. Director Wei said with a smile:
"I don't know, what do you think of Mr. Xiang?"
"What do I think?" Xiang Yang was surprised.
I looked left and right, up and down
You know you don’t have that ability.
It’s not that he belittles Director Wei, or that Xiang Yang thinks he is any better than the opponent, but that the shortcomings of Chinese football cannot be fixed by anyone else.
Let’s talk about Jinyuan Football next.
Do you dare to stand up and oppose it?
It would be considered a light thing not to be scolded to death by the fans' spit.
"Director Wei, I am more concerned about the development of youth football. As for the operation of professional players, I don't know much about football."
It's not good not to answer, so Xiang Yang threw it out He made some ambiguous words and prepared to fool him:
“I think it would be better for Director Wei to lead a team to inspect other leagues, maybe we can get a feasible plan.”
Facing Xiang Yang's casual talk, Director Wei smiled noncommittally.
Actually, Xiang Yang really underestimated the determination of the former "Admiral Watergate" to make a difference.
During his tenure.
Although he has not achieved any outstanding results and the performance of Guozhao has continued to decline, it was he who came up with the proposal to separate management and management that touched on his own interests.
Of course the result was not satisfactory and it could not be implemented smoothly.
He didn't sit there for long before he was transferred out in despair.
Not even a positive one.
And the "nation-wide system" that he has been criticized for but has always admired is by no means a pat on the head.
But what is the result of the fact that the best players in Chinese football are all trained in the national system, and are now all managed by the clubs?
Not to mention that the FA Cup cannot be held, how many young players can play football seriously now?
How many Olympic-age players can play today?
Competitive sports, there are essential differences between real games and training matches within the club. Young players do not have the opportunity to experience and cannot grow.
What will it look like in three years or five years?
However, he would not share these concerns with the young people in front of him, who were preparing to invest money in youth football.
Pour a basin of cold water on it. What if the sponsor is sent away?
"Have Director Wei ever thought about letting the club join in?" Xiangyang said in an ambiguous tone, and then sighed:
"As a businessman, of course I hope that China's football market can flourish. This is also of great benefit to our business territory, but relying on a few of us outsiders to muddy the waters may have limited effect after all.”
“Oh? Let’s talk about it, Mr. Xiang.”
“The club is so optimistic about the market development of Chinese football. Since it is willing to spend a lot of money on these famous athletes, there is no reason not to increase investment in youth training.”
Xiang Yang paused and then said:
"Moreover, if the players' salaries are so high but their results cannot be shown, will there be a backlash in public opinion? After all, the development gap between us and Europe is still very obvious. No."
Hearing this, Director Wei frowned.
Salary limit order?
Let the club increase investment in the echelon according to a certain proportion?
This young man seems to be digging a hole for himself.
While he was thinking about whether this was a good or bad thing, Gao Chao, the general manager of Shangjing Club, also known as the "Second Uncle" among Shangjing fans, his eyes lit up.
“I support the Football Association in taking such measures.”
CITIC, with total assets of 3 trillion and annual net profit of 20 billion, invests in the club not for the meager return.
Don’t look at what he said about money.
But in fact, he knew better than anyone whether he was short of money or not.
The league itself is immature and difficult to make money, and the ads on the chest cannot be sold to others for use.
CITIC’s investment in the club is actually for public welfare and advertising effects.
It will definitely be difficult to compare with those private companies.
But it will be different if the decision changes.
This is equivalent to putting everyone on the same starting line.
The performance of this club in Shangjing is much more stable in disguise. There is no need to take risks, don’t you think?
While expressing his stance, he did not forget to cast his eyes on Xiang Yang and said gratefully: "Mr. Xiang's idea really gave youth football a chance to see the light of day."
"I Damn it!" If it weren't for his temperament, Xiang Yang almost cursed him.
This is not nonsense.
This is ruining people's financial opportunities and offending club fans in other areas.
"What? What are the three of you talking about for the development of the football industry? Tell us and let us listen too?"
The business leaders who accompanied the game also came over at this time.
What is there to pay attention to in the noisy stadium?
“We are discussing how to promote youth football to benefit more from the development of professional leagues.” Director Wei said half-truthfully.
Still slightly, pull out the height.
“It seems that as an entrepreneur, Mr. Xiang is sincerely concerned about the development of sports in China.”
“Where is it?”
As soon as the hat is worn, Xiang Yang is here. It will be safe.
It is impossible to refuse to wear a hat in front of this group of people. That would be so inappropriate.
900 million was thrown out one after another, no matter what, it still made a noise.
When Ding Zhong next to him heard this compliment, he couldn’t help but give Xiang Yang a thumbs-up gesture. If the person in charge of the business can comment on their investment this time, then many things in the future will be more secure. .
Xiao Xiang, as expected, can get away with it everywhere.
"Mr. Ding, thank you group for your strong support for physical education this time." On the side, the education leader also pulled Ding Zhong to talk and laugh.
The sports leaders also expressed their gratitude.
Anta, after all, sponsors national teams in many domestic sports and is also the title sponsor of the CBA League.
Take advantage of this juncture to say some pleasant things semi-publicly, and everyone will be happy.
“Thank you to the two leaders for their affirmation. We at Anta will increase our investment in public welfare in this area in the future.”
Ding Zhong did not hesitate.
Yu Dong and Wang Changtian, who were called to watch the fun, are really greedy~
"Shall we go chat with Mrs. Xiang? What do you think?"
"This is a good idea, don't stay here and be an eyesore."
Yu Dong felt sour in his heart and whispered Affirmed.
The loan of 100 million yuan received by Bona is not a small number, and they dare not join in the excitement.
It’s not impossible to make sports-related movies.
But it’s hard to say whether the box office is guaranteed.
The most important thing is that this kind of movie resembles the main theme and is troublesome to shoot.
The script alone requires repeated revisions. Who in the circle is more suitable for filming?
The answer is beyond doubt.
Unfortunately, Han Sanping, the boss of Huaying, is not here today.
"Qianqian, I didn't expect you to be quite interested in this sport." The two came to Liu Qianqian's side together, and Wang Changtian was the first to joke.
"No, I just want to watch the excitement." Liu Qianqian was quite surprised by the arrival of the two people.
But when I turned around and looked, I understood instantly.
"Mr. Wang, I just have something to say hello to you." She was astute and told Wang Changtian about the copyright of "囧囧" with a smile.
“Oh, you also invested.” Wang Changtian was stunned.
Bald Xu Ke didn't tell him about such a big matter.
"I heard that after reading the script, you were willing to spend 30 million without hesitation. I thought about it and thought it should be a good project."
Liu Qianqian did not disclose anything specific. No matter how much he invested, Wang Changtian still felt unsatisfied with this gift.
He raised his eyebrows at Yu Dong.
Have you seen it? Mrs. Xiang was even willing to pay for the movie I watched.
You also got involved with those directors and stars in Hong Kong.
No wonder you were anxious to get angry two days ago.
Yu Dong smiled coquettishly. He had thought about it, but scripts worth investing in were not created in the sky. It would take time to come up with new ones.
When he was in trouble, he looked left and right.
Well, this private room is really lively.
(End of this chapter)