Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

The news that the Liaodong team was almost "disbanded" quickly spread.

Dragon Kingdom fans were shocked.

Most people don't believe it.

Having just won the season Grand Slam, Qin Feng and Cruyff would be so stupid that they sent away all the main players.

Available soon.

Liaodong Football Club officially announced the news.

There is no main player left in the team.

Several outstanding substitutes, including Zhang Yulin, have all moved to the five major European leagues.

If it was a year ago.

This is great news for Longguo football.

But now, the Dragon Kingdom finally has a team that can do well in the world. They just got good results in a season and they just disbanded?

Everyone can’t figure out why the Liaodong team “destroyed the Great Wall”!

For a time, fans were full of doubts about Qin Feng.

Everyone is talking about whether Qin Feng is crazy about money?

Even Li Wenkang, the head of the Liaodong Fans Association, came to the door.

"Director Qin, I told you last time that if the club is in trouble, just say something!"

Li Wenkang took out the account and sent it to Qin Feng, "Now that the Fans Association has money, take it all if you want to use it!"

Qin Feng glanced down.

There is a long series of numbers in the total revenue column.

"From the beginning of 99 to now, our cumulative number of fans worldwide in one year has been close to 900 million, and the annual membership fee is 100 dragon coins per person."

"Calculate the expenses in 99 and the balance in 98."

"Four hundred and seventy-three million eighty-two million, not counting any fraction!"

"When some of the membership fees for 2000 are collected, the fans association will be able to mobilize even more funds!"

It’s really a lot…

Qin Feng was startled when he heard this number, "Brother Kang, I won't touch the fans association's money."

"Now that I have money, I will hold more large-scale events to give back to the fans!"

"Besides, it's not okay to just worry about the flowers before the money has been collected!"

"Director Qin, without you and without the Liaodong team, how would there be a Liaodong Fans Association?"

Li Wenkang was so anxious that he was sweating and said loudly: "This money is the money of the Liaodong team. We can buy whoever we want, so we don't have to sell people!?"

"Brother Kang, the team is rich!" Qin Feng rubbed his temples, "Really, I won't lie to you!"

"The team is so poor that they have to sell their blood, and Director Qin, you are still pretending to be here with me!"

Li Wenkang grabbed the account book and stuffed it into Qin Feng's arms, shouting that he would immediately ask the financial fans association to send money to the Liaodong team.

No matter how Qin Feng explains it.

Li Wenkang didn't believe it at all.

"Director Qin, the full-year revenue statistics of the team you want are ready..."

At this time, Qian Zhisong knocked on the door and walked in with a stack of documents in his arms.

Seeing Qin Feng and Li Wenkang "torn" into a ball, he said awkwardly: "Or... Director Qin, I'll come back later?"

"Come back later!"

Qin Feng opened his eyes and pushed the "slimy" Li Wenkang away, "Old Qian, Chairman Li thinks we have no money. You can tell him how much our income will be this year!"

"It's nonsense. We have to break up the whole family. How much money can we make!"

Li Wenkang shouted unconvinced and sat down on the sofa, holding his neck.

"Uh……"

Qian Zhisong curled his lips and turned to the last page of the document.

"In 1999, Liaodong Football Club included ticket and peripheral income, sponsorship fees, sponsor profit sharing, various event bonuses, broadcast fee sharing, community stadium income, player transfers..."

"Just tell me the result!"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes. He was even called to the door and told that he was a "poor batch", but he was still talking about it.

"Although some payments have not yet been settled."

"But based on various accounting statistics."

"In 1999, our revenue was..."

"23 billion!"

Qian Zhisong's words have not yet finished.

There was a bang.

Li Wenkang's purse fell to the ground.

"Mr. Qian...are you kidding?"

He stumbled over, stared at the numbers on the document in Qian Zhisong's hand, and murmured: "One, ten, one hundred, one thousand..."

"It's really 23 billion!"

Li Wenkang stared at the ground, looked at Qin Feng and said: "Director Qin, the team is so rich, why do we still sell the main players?"

Qin Feng was also in a trance.

He thought that the team's income was good, but 23 billion?

Why so many?

Ignoring Li Wenkang, Qin Feng asked Qian Zhisong this question.

"Just from player transfers plus Club World Cup championship bonuses and broadcast shares, our revenue exceeds 10 billion."

"The rest is the bulk of the profit share from all Liaodong sponsors."

Qian Zhisong said with a smile: "Especially Sheng Tongtong's Shanda Fujin store has almost become a national brand. It is very popular in Longguo, and our income has also increased a lot compared to the previous year."

"Not bad!"

Qin Feng smiled and turned to look at Li Wenkang, "Brother Kang, the team is rich!"

"The money from your fans association should be well spent on Liaodong fans!"

"As long as we can live up to our fans, the Liaodong team will never be short of money!"

"As for the player transfers you mentioned."

"This is for the development of Longguo football."

"You go back and tell the fans..."

"I, Qin Feng, will use my wealth and life to ensure the performance of the Liaodong team!"

Li Wenkang had long since left all his worries.

Hearing Qin Feng say this again, he was even more happy.

He repeatedly promised to go back and do his job as a fan right away.

Wait until he reaches the door.

Qin Feng shouted again: "Brother Kang, tell the fans that next season, the Liaodong team should introduce one or two big-name stars!"

Li Wenkang was stunned.

Then he cheered loudly.

Wait for him to leave.

Qian Zhisong sat on the sofa and said with a sad face: "Director Qin, isn't our delay plan not yet decided?"

"The amount of the acquisition of Parma, Italy is also unknown."

"Furthermore, as you have promised, community courts will be widely popularized in Longguo this year."

"Now we're buying big-name players."

"besides……"

"The Wuli River is gone. You said that the Liaodong team must build a new world-class professional football stadium of its own. How much will it cost?"

"The team has expenses everywhere."

"23 billion sounds like a lot, but it may not be enough!"

The facts are indeed as Qian Zhisong said.

But Qin Feng didn't care at all.

What the Liaodong team needs to solve most urgently is now.

One is the player lineup for the new season.

The second is to resolve the playing field.

Qin Feng's idea is.

Rent competition venues in cities near Shengjing in advance.

At the same time, we will immediately start building a super sports complex covering the world's top professional football stadiums, training bases, sports parks and commercial centers.

This is indeed a huge expense.

But who said...

Do you have to spend your own money to build the stadium?

"Old Qian, the situation is opening up!"

"Let's talk about signings first. Telling the fans to buy big-name stars will give them confidence in Liaodong's future. Otherwise, if I just rely on my empty words, even if the fans believe me, they will not have any confidence."

"As for the new stadium..."

Qin Feng chuckled and said: "Bayern and Munich 1860 are jointly loaning money to build a new stadium. It is said that the name is Allianz Arena. Guess why?"

“Allianz Arena…”

Qian Zhisong's eyes were full of confusion.

"Bayern's sponsor, Allianz Insurance Company, is the largest investor in the stadium!"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and said: "It is said that the construction cost of the entire stadium exceeds 3 million euros, and Beckenbauer is not willing to pay for it!"

"Director Qin, you mean..."

Qian Zhisong's eyes instantly lit up.

"Understood?"

Qin Feng chuckled, "Hurry up and contact SJTU and ThyssenKrupp representatives and tell them something good is coming!"

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