football fight

Chapter 7 Signing
Zhong Yide just happened to attend a short meeting held by Gu Xin. After the meeting, he heard Gu Xin complaining about Kong Pengyu. He was very curious. He didn't expect to meet him after the meeting.

"Go straight along this road, there is a two-story white building, enter from Exit A." Zhong Yide pointed to the inside of the training center, "There is the administrative building, the chairman should still be waiting for you there. "

"Okay, thank you." Zheng Qixiang said to him.

They drove slowly on the road of the Shuguang Training Center. Not far away, there were some players from the youth team and the junior team training on the field. There were foreigners and Chinese who guided them in training.

The grounds are well maintained and some of the surrounding equipment looks like new.

The street lights on the roadside are all solar-powered, and most of the cars that can be seen are driven by electricity. The small-displacement cars they drive here can be regarded as polluting the environment.

"This level is catching up to the international level." Zheng Qixiang couldn't help but sighed while watching this scene, "If most teams build their team system according to their model, it will be terrible."

"This year they surpassed without any foreign aid." Kong Pengyu, a fan of St. Fridhom, couldn't help but admire.

"The system is really amazing." Zheng Qixiang said, "But next season, they should introduce foreign aid."

"Gao Feijie was suspended for ten games, Zhao Anguo retired, and I heard that several people in the team are preparing to transfer because of their outstanding performance this season."

After hearing what he said, Kong Pengyu also nodded tacitly.

Looking at the scene outside the window, he fell into silence, and it all seemed like a dream.He will be joining the club he grew up with and to have the opportunity to play alongside or against those players on TV is unprecedented.

Of course, he had to start with the reserve team, which was clearly stated in the invitation letter.

But even the reserve team is at a high level, more exciting than in the Heart of Jinjiang, he thought.

Zheng Qixiang parked his car in the parking lot outside the white building, which was more than ten meters away. This is the administrative building of the Shuguang Training Center.

From a bird's-eye view, the splicing of several hexagons on the roof makes the building a huge football, and the black part is the solar panel.

"Since we are the ones who bought it, you don't even arrange reception, you can do it!" They just walked to Exit A when they heard someone scolding others, "There is no sincerity at all."

I saw a man in a sky-blue suit leading a group of people dressed like him out of Exit A. The English abbreviation "FCSF" of St. Fridhom was embroidered with gold thread on their left chests.

"How many times have I said, pay attention to the details, the mistake this time is not a simple mistake in the details, how do you let others see us?"

He is Wang Long, the sports manager of the Shuguang Training Center, responsible for contacting newly signed players.

When Wang Long looked back and saw Kong Pengyu, as if he had discovered a treasure, he hurried forward to shake hands and said: "I am very sorry, Mr. Kong Pengyu, due to our negligence, your contract was delayed, and we are deeply sorry for that."

Kong Pengyu looked bewildered, the successive celebrity-like treatment made him feel a little overwhelmed, as if he was in the picture on TV.

"No delay, no delay," Zheng Qixiang found that Kong Pengyu was stunned, and stepped forward to make a rescue.

"You must be Mr. Zheng Qixiang, Mr. Kong Pengyu's agent! I have admired him for a long time!" Although Wang Long didn't know him, he knew that Kong Pengyu had an agent, and he was sure to be the one who accompanied him to sign the contract.

"Here, Wang Long, is the manager of the Sports Department of the Shuguang Training Center."

"Oh oh oh, I have admired you for a long time." Zheng Qixiang said.

"The chairman has been waiting for you for a long time, this way please," Wang Long raised his hand to signal them to go in.

Entering from Exit A, you will be faced with a windshield wall engraved with the team emblem of St. Friedom, and on both sides are passages leading to the hall.

Entering the hall, there are light gray stone bricks, pure white walls, bright blue curtains, and pictures of the big events in St. Photos of everyone celebrating after a super success.

Directly opposite, St. Friedhom's slogan "Freedom is Hard Won", written by a master calligrapher.

Under the picture, there is a table, and next to the table are two dummies used to display clothes, a blue home jersey and a white away jersey, with Kong Pengyu’s English pinyin printed on it, but No number printed.

There was a person sitting in a wheelchair with his back facing them in front of the table, and his white hair could be seen from behind. He was looking at the picture, surrounded by several people who were also wearing sky blue suits like Wang Lung.

"Chairman, Chairman." Wang Long yelled, trotting towards the man in the wheelchair, "He's here."

The old man in the wheelchair turned his head back first, then called the woman beside him to change his direction, and said, "Welcome, welcome, Mr. Kong Pengyu."

This person is Gu Xin, and the woman next to him is his daughter Gu Jiaren. They all changed into this sky blue suit, which is what they would wear on more formal occasions.

"I'm sorry I didn't arrange a reception for you," Gu Xin said, "According to your request, there will be no media reporters for this signing."

"Come on, let's get started."

"Hurry up and take a photo, hurry up." Zheng Qixiang lowered his voice and told Kong Pengyu that he saw Gu Jiaren holding the club's home jersey.

Gu Jiaren was still combing her ponytail, looking at him tenderly with a pair of bright and charming eyes, and her fair and pleasant face moved his heart.

Kong Pengyu walked towards Gu Jiaren, looked at her, and gradually blushed.

"Hi, I'm Gu Jiaren, the manager of the club." Gu Jiaren smiled and offered to shake his hand, "You are welcome to join."

"You, hello." Kong Pengyu was visibly nervous, not daring to look at her more, and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Hold this side and look at the camera." Gu Jiaren reminded him to pick up the corner of the jersey and pose in the classic pose for shooting players when they joined. Someone from the club took pictures as a souvenir.

"Mr. Kong, please sit here." After taking the photo, secretary He Xiaoyu asked him to sit at the front seat of the table, and Gu Xin, who was in a wheelchair, had already been pushed there.

"This is the contract, please take a look." He Xiaoyu unfolded the contract in front of him, "Let me explain to you again, the club signed a four-year contract with you, with a liquidated damages of 2 million yuan, a weekly salary of 6000 yuan, and paid leave. When you are promoted to the first team, there will be a goal bonus, and you cannot participate in commercial activities not arranged by the club or receive commercial endorsements..."

What Kong Pengyu said to her, I have heard Zheng Qixiang say it before, and the other contents are fine, but the weekly salary really shocked him, the weekly salary is only 6000 yuan!You must know that when he played in the second division, the club’s maximum salary was 5500 yuan a month. Now he earns more in a week than in the previous month. Be sensitive to numbers.

"Don't worry, this is what you deserve." Gu Xin seemed to see his thoughts, and whispered in his ear, "I have watched your game, you deserve this salary, come on."

"Thank you." Kong Pengyu said, picking up a pen to sign the contract.

"I'm inconvenient, so I won't stand up," Gu Xin shook hands with him, "You are a very good player, and you are welcome to join the team again."

"Thank you." Kong Pengyu stood up, took his hand in both hands, and bowed deeply. Joining the club he loved since childhood made him extremely happy and full of emotion.

Gu Xin patted him on the shoulder and said, "I hope you can integrate into the team as soon as possible, and let us see your performance earlier."

(End of this chapter)