Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

In early September, the climate is still hot.

Night falls.

In Bencheng People's Park, there was a surge of people, all of whom came out to cool off and take a walk after dinner.

A stylishly dressed aunt was showing off her little grandson to the surrounding people.

"Our child, his mother sent him to learn piano since he was a child."

"Look at his shoes, they cost hundreds of dollars, which was unthinkable back then!"

"I heard that some foreign English teachers will be hired soon!"

"I just said, what are you doing, it's a waste of money."

"But the child can make money, and he doesn't listen to me at all. Tell me, what is this?"

"..."

Several men and women around the same age as the aunt, with their hands behind their backs, looked at the child smiling like a flower.

But from the eyes.

But there was a faint sense of disdain.

"I see this child is a bit weak!"

At this time, Aunt Wang and some old sisters jumped out of nowhere.

She glanced at the child, clicked her tongue, and then pulled the fashionable aunt who was bragging just now.

"Old sister, don't take it to heart, I know a little bit of Chinese medicine, I just say what I see!"

"Your little grandson is too white. This is a sign of insufficient blood."

"Look at the eyes again, although they are quite bright, they don't have any aura!"

"Especially the ones with small arms and legs, look at it, it's so cool at night, and the child is still sweating, it's a lie!"

"How old is your little grandson?"

The bragging and fashionable aunt was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "7 years old, just started elementary school..."

"7 years old is good, 7 years old is not too late!"

Aunt Wang immediately looked at her companion with a look of rejoicing, "Two years later, it will be too late to adjust!"

All the companions nodded vigorously and echoed repeatedly.

The bragging fashionable aunts are stupid.

Aunt Wang and her gang are serious about what they said, don't tell me there's something wrong with our little grandson, right?

"Old sister, you are an expert, my family has been passed down for three generations, and there is only such a baby bump..."

Look at the bragging hipster aunt scared.

Aunt Wang smiled secretly, and then said worriedly: "Is this child picky about food?"

"Do you not like sports?"

"At home, do you not sit when you can lie down, and don't stand when you can sit?"

"It's not enough to sleep, why don't you wake up a few times in the morning?"

Every time Aunt Wang asked a question, the bragging and fashionable aunt's eyes widened a little.

In the end, she ordered her head like a chicken eating rice.

"Yes, yes, genius doctor, what happened to my little grandson, you must think of a solution?"

While talking, the bragging and fashionable aunt actually wanted to kneel down to Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang hurriedly supported her, "It's fate if we meet, and it's not a big deal after all."

"The third grandson of the younger brother of the old Chen family next door to my house has the same problem as your child."

"I didn't pay attention at first, but as a result, the child became more and more lethargic. He went to several big hospitals, and all kinds of experts were indifferent."

"And then guess how it was cured?"

"How was it cured?" The bragging and fashionable aunt hurriedly asked.

"play football!"

What?

play football?

Surrounded by crowds listening to the excitement.

One sentence shocked my eyes...

Seeing that she had become the focus of the audience, Aunt Wang immediately became fascinated.

She stepped onto the flower bed step by step, showed the energy she had done in propaganda work when she was young, and raised her arms and shouted.

There are more and more people around.

Aunt Wang spoke plausibly, and there were "friends" around to help build momentum.

In a few minutes.

The "scientific statement" that playing football can increase children's physical fitness, increase brain vitality, and improve academic performance has spread throughout the People's Park.

Not just here.

Labor Park, Binhai Road, Xinghai Square...

Other leisure places in Bencheng.

Countless identical scenes are being staged in turn.

Just one night.

Half of the city knows the gossip that playing football can cure all diseases and its effect is comparable to panacea.

For a while, sending their children to play football has become the first choice for Bincheng parents to enroll their children in interest classes.

And this time.

Qin Feng, the initiator of "playing football to cure all diseases", has already fallen asleep with his head covered.

I haven't had a cold yet!

Canned yellow peaches are not a panacea!

A good night's sleep.

the next morning.

Qin Feng is full of spirit.

Join Qian Zhisong together.

The two drove straight to the headquarters of Tianda Company in Bincheng.

Regarding the expansion of the stadium in Numancia, we have to communicate with Wang Qianlin first.

Qin Feng also hasn't seen him for a while.

Wang Qianlin helped the Liaodong team a lot before.

Always come to the door to say thank you.

Still that little restaurant.

Porridge, side dishes, pasta and fruit are on the table.

Wang Qianlin sat behind the table, frowning...

"What's wrong, Wang Dong?"

As soon as Qin Feng entered the door, he laughed and said, "Is it because you have too much money and bit your hand?"

"Don't divide me!"

Behind the table, Wang Qianlin raised his eyes angrily and stared over.

"If that's the case, I'll be the first to kill you kid with money!"

Qin Feng was taken aback.

Wang Qianlin is not feeling well today?

What's the matter?

He greeted Qian Zhisong to sit down with him, and thanked the attentive waiter in short skirts.

Qin Feng asked suspiciously: "Wang Dong, what are you worried about?"

Wang Qianlin sighed, "I told you about Tianda's withdrawal from Longguo football."

"Now it seems that it is not so easy!"

Shaking his head and smiling, Wang Qianlin said in a desolate tone, "You can't come here, you can't go, if this goes on, Longguo Football, it's not good!"

Qin Feng didn't know why, so he hurriedly asked.

The problem still lies in the equity of Bincheng Tianda Football Club.

Tianda Group owns 49% of Tianda Team.

Bincheng Sports Committee owns 23% of Tianda.

The Bencheng government owns 28% of Tianda.

On the bright side, Wang Qianlin's Tianda Group is the largest shareholder of the Tianda team and has the absolute say in the team.

But actually...

The other two shareholders are clearly a family.

Together, they have 51% of the team's shares.

How can it be Wang Qianlin's turn to make decisions about the Tianda team?

He has completely become a victim of wasting money.

This is also the main reason why Wang Qianlin wants to quit.

But now, the other two shareholders have unanimously demanded that Tianda can withdraw only if Wang Qianlin finds a successor to take over.

otherwise……

Wang Qianlin didn't say anything later.

But Qin Feng can also make a good guess.

Tianda Group is engaged in real estate.

This industry is inextricably linked with the above.

The conditions for withdrawing from Bincheng Tianda were put forward.

Wang Qianlin didn't have much room for bargaining.

Is it so difficult to just find someone to take over the 49% of his shares?

Hearing Qin Feng's question.

Wang Qianlin said with a dark face: "The Tianda team is my painstaking effort, and I can't just give it to people."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"If you don't want to take over Qin Feng, I will give you the shares for free. Tianda team players, tier 1-4 echelons, 5000 square meters of training base, 5000 square meters of surrounding stores, and other miscellaneous things. The price is 1 million, you take it!"

"They're all about football, you know, 1 million is a human price!"

Qin Feng was picking up a steamed bun and chewing.

Hearing Wang Qianlin's words, he almost choked to death.

Bincheng Tianda, 1 million!

this price……

No need to calculate carefully, Qin Feng also knows that this is similar to Bai Jian's.

but!

Bincheng Tianda, can I ask for it?

……