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The annual salary is 500 million, and the contract is for four years. Will you?

Faced with this question, Zuo Zhengyi's first reaction was not whether he wanted to or not, but that he wanted to laugh.

Laughing at himself, as funny as a clown.

By now, he has understood that the relationship between players and clubs is actually similar to dating, and the one who loves more deeply is the loser.

But there is no guarantee that lovers will not break up. Once cracks appear in the mirror of feelings, he will look at Zhou Jiankang and Xu Zongping again, with no trace of trust left, and his heart will be full of doubts——

From 800 million to 500 million, more than tripled.

In their eyes, is he valuable or worthless?Like a joke, did you have any sincerity towards him from the beginning to the end?

From three years to four years, what is the purpose of adding one more year?

A three-year contract is long enough. For a young player like him who is in his prime, who would want to sign a contract for more than one year?Who doesn't think about the future?

Signing a short-term contract is to leave a way for myself, and it can also gain more voice. It has a deterrent effect: If I don't like staying here, I will leave next season.

On the contrary, signing a long-term contract not only means that there is no way out, but also the right to speak and freedom: whether it goes well or not, you can’t go anyway, and you can only endure any grievances until you die.

In the past, Zuo Zhengyi didn't care about this because he had absolute trust in WSND.

Now take off those wishful emotional filters, and from the perspective of negotiation, why did Xu Zongping add another year to the three years?It's nothing more than telling him: It's okay to raise the salary, but you have to give up more right to speak, and you have to be more obedient.

If Zuo Zhengyi cares about money, this is a condition that can be considered.

Twenty-five million is really not low, and the world champion is only at this price in the EPL.

But Xu Zongping's sugar was mixed with arsenic, and he wanted to buy out his entire peak period, and firmly squeezed him to death in his own hands.

This was not a concession, but another threat. After hearing this, Zuo Zhengyi was furious, and his heart ached almost in a daze for a moment.

Until last night, he still had a fluke expectation. As Fu Yong said, Zhou Jiankang and Xu Zongping would never let him go. He also knew this, so he was looking forward to it. What would they do?

As long as he shows a little sincerity, Zuo Zhengyi is willing to turn hostility into friendship and continue to work for WSND.

It's a pity that the capitalists have no real feelings in their hearts, and they treat him either as a lure or a threat. He seems to be not a human being, but a dog under WSND. If he is disobedient, he will be hungry.

But the meat bun can’t be fed for nothing, it has to lie at the owner’s feet, and swears that it will not bark indiscriminately from now on, and be a good dog to take good care of the owner’s house.

In short, dogs are meant to be trained, not respected.

Zuo Zhengyi really couldn't cry out, he was disheartened.

But 500 million can't buy his sincerity, let alone his self-esteem.

He would rather starve to death on the street than kneel down and be a dog.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at Zhou Jiankang.

Zhou Jiankang was also looking at him.

Strange to say, it takes years to establish a relationship between people, but it only takes one night to create a estrangement.

In fact, Zhou Jiankang's attitude towards him was still very gentle, his eyes full of concern, but Zuo Zhengyi couldn't take it anymore, he didn't answer the question of whether he would like it or not, and walked downstairs with a sullen face.

This face can already explain everything.

Zhou Jiankang realized it, and followed him half a step away, persuading him in a low voice: "Zhengyi, don't be arrogant, what are you dissatisfied with? You should think about your future."

The corridor on the third floor is very long, passing through the rooms and going down the stairs to the second floor.

Zuo Zhengyi's eyes are like a video camera along the way, walking around and taking pictures of everything he sees, such as closed doors, paintings on the walls, fine grained tiles, scratches on the handrails of the stairs, and reflections from the steps. His own blurred face...

"I won't hide the matter from you until now. It may be that Zheng Mao provoked it, or it may be that Mr. Xu himself is dissatisfied with your style of work. He thinks that allowing your temper to develop is harmful to WSND, so he wants to use the continuation You're going to be discouraged. I don't agree, I'm on your side."

Zuo Zhengyi kept walking, turning a deaf ear to him.

"Although I'm on your side, I can't disobey Mr. Xu's orders. Don't worry that something will happen if you sign for four years. This is his way of suppressing his subordinates. The big boss is inevitably a little arrogant. But think about it, the sky is high and the emperor is far away." , it’s impossible for him to stare at you every day. I’m the person in charge of our base. Will I make it difficult for you? You don’t have to worry about it. Let’s just pretend and fool him. You get a raise, and everything will go on as usual .”

In the training room on the second floor, four teammates wearing headphones and playing games looked up one after another.

Even their expressions were uniform, with worry in their daze.

Fu Yong and Fang Zihang winked at Zuo Zhengyi and tried to communicate with him with their eyes, but Zuo Zhengyi's gaze only lasted for a second, and the "camera" continued to move forward, from the second floor to the first floor.

Zhou Jiankang chattered endlessly: "Take a step back and say, where are you going after leaving WSND? The capitalists in the world are generally black. Leaving aside the management, can teammates be suitable? Zhengyi, I am not blaming you, you know what your style of play is, Ordinary people are really hard to cooperate with. What if you go to a new team and don’t get used to it, just like last year when Jin Zhixiu was in Lion and fell into a low point in your career, what will you do?”

The color of the floor tiles on the first floor was different from that on the second floor, they were lighter and brighter, reflecting a large amount of sunlight, which made Zuo Zhengyi involuntarily squint his eyes.

"Where is Xu Zongping?" He asked.

"..."

Zhou Jiankang choked up when he didn't get a response, and pointed to his office.

Zuo Zhengyi continued to walk forward.

On the way to Zhou Jiankang's office, I passed the honor exhibition room of WSND.

There are three glass walls in the exhibition room, and there are countless trophies inside. There are not many engraved with Zuo Zhengyi's name. Among them, the most valuable one is the Shenyue Champions Cup champion he led the team to win last season.

At that time, WSND started from the group stage, smashed through the opponents all the way to the final, and won the championship.

This is Zuo Zhengyi's first championship in WSND.

It is also the first major championship in his career.

The trophy was studded with diamonds and plated with gold, shining brightly, but it was gray in Zuo Zhengyi's eyes.

Everything is gray, including the plants that decorate the environment along the walls, and the originally colorful chandeliers on the ceiling.They suddenly became very strange, without a trace of warmth.

Zuo Zhengyi passed the exhibition room, walked to the door of Zhou Jiankang's office, knocked politely, and pushed the door open.

Xu Zongping sat on the swivel chair behind the desk, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with an ordinary appearance. He was a little fatter in middle age, but his aura of leadership became more and more settled. He exuded an aura of wanting to be a father to the person in front of him. .

Although he hasn't spoken yet, it is foreseeable that what he will say must be similar to what Lao Tzu taught his son.

What Zuo Zhengyi hated most in his life was his father, and his rebellious body was immediately activated. Without Xu Zongping's permission, he pulled the chair opposite him and sat down directly.

"..." Xu Zongping felt slightly displeased, and looked past Zuo Zhengyi to look at the person behind him.

Zuo Zhengyi didn't look back. He didn't know what expression Zhou Jiankang made. He just stared at Xu Zongping and said, "Mr. Xu, 500 million, four years, I can't sign it. What do you want to tell me? I All ears."

"Why don't you sign? Do you think it's too little money or too long?" Xu Zongping asked knowingly.

Zuo Zhengyi wanted to make an expression of "smiling but not smiling", but his expression management ability was really bad. He couldn't smile while putting on a bad face, so he kept cold and said bluntly: "The annual salary is too much." I’m tall, I’m not worthy, please ask Gao Ming.”

"..."

Xu Zongping choked.

As a big leader, he hadn't lost his temper yet, Zuo Zhengyi flirted with him first, how could he bear it?

"Your father never taught you to be polite in front of your elders?!" Xu Zongping knocked on the table, "You immediately change your attitude and apologize to me, and I will treat you as a child and ignorant, otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?" Zuo Zhengyi stood up and interrupted him, "I've already decided not to renew the contract—I won't renew the contract, can you understand?"

Zuo Zhengyi's almost arrogant figure was reflected in Xu Zongping's surprised eyes, he imitated Xu Zongping's movements, bent his fingers and knocked on the table, and said word by word: "My father is dead, and I have not been educated since childhood. I'm just like this, not a thing. What about you? You and WSND can do it for yourself."

Zuo Zhengyi kicked the seat away, turned and walked out.

Zhou Jiankang's call and the sound of throwing things came from behind him, but he didn't look back.Once you take this step, there is no turning back.

Outside the door is an unpredictable future, and he is going to the 20-year-old who doesn't know where to go.

Perhaps wandering is his destiny, and he should not expect to have a home.

Forget it, so what?

He doesn't care.

Can't die anyway.

Zuo Zhengyi clenched his teeth, with a bit of forbearance and hatred on his face.

He didn't cry when he shouldn't cry, otherwise he would kill Wei Feng and make him unable to straighten his back in front of people.

Zuo Zhengyi stepped on the bright and bright floor tiles on the first floor to the second floor, and Zheng Mao was waiting for him near the stairs.

"End." Zheng Mao called softly, "You won't renew the contract?"

Zuo Zhengyi paused, but didn't respond.

Zheng Mao may not believe that he will really leave WSND, and his tone is still persuasive.

"Don't look at me like this. The recent incident has nothing to do with me. How much energy do you think I have? Xu Zongping doesn't take you seriously, does he take me seriously?"

It may be that seeing Zuo Zhengyi hit a wall with the capitalists, Zheng Mao, as a "senior", couldn't help but teach him some principles of life. It is also difficult to rule out subtle complacency and gloating: Look, you look down on me, but what I do is justified. Yes, you can't get along with that kind of character.

Zheng Mao said: "A man can bend and stretch. What's the big deal about being wronged? If you give in to Mr. Xu, it won't affect your pursuit of ideals. As a human being, you should learn to play by ear and take the initiative to adapt to the environment. Don't be stupid! .You're only 19, brother, you don't know how this society works."

"Forget it, let's not talk about these complicated things, just talk about you and me." Zheng Mao patted him on the shoulder, "I really don't want to be against you, what good is it for me to be against you? Now we stand on the side , I want to be the champion coach, you want to be the champion mid laner, we should work together, right?"

"..."

The sleek and mercenary aura exuding from Zheng Mao threw Zuo Zhengyi's face, making him sick.

It turns out that flattery can also be beautified as "a man who can bend and stretch". In Zheng Mao's eyes, he is really noble.

Zuo Zhengyi wasn't very noble, but no matter what, he didn't want to kneel down.

"You're right." He nodded, agreeing with Zheng Mao's point of view, and then said, "But keep it, don't tell me, tell the new mid laner next season."

Without looking at Zheng Mao's reaction, Zuo Zhengyi went upstairs and returned to the training room on the second floor.

He had just walked up the stairs when his teammates looked over in unison.

Zuo Zhengyi was tired of dealing with people today, and he didn't want to say a word, but the eyes of his teammates were sincere concern and worry, which made him feel sore and hot, almost crying on the spot.

"Friends." Zuo Zhengyi forced a smile, and said pretending to be free and easy, "I may be sold, and I will stay with you for another three months at most."

Fu Yong jumped up on the spot: "Fuck, is it true or not?"

"Really. If Dongchuang is not for sale, is it possible that I will leave freely when my contract expires? Then Xu Zongping will lose a lot." Zuo Zhengyi counted on his fingers, "How much do you think I can sell? Even if It’s a half-year contract, so it shouldn’t be cheap, right?”

"..."

This joke is not funny at all.

The EPL tournament league has two offseasons a year:

One is the long vacation after the end of the summer season and the opening of the summer transfer window.

The second is during the winter and Spring Festival period, there is a short holiday, and the winter transfer window opens.

Due to the short opening time of the winter window, it is not suitable for large-scale transfer operations, and most clubs will not change their main players during the winter window.

But Zuo Zhengyi is now in a special situation. If WSND does not sell him in the winter window, and he leaves as a free agent after his contract expires, WSND will not be able to earn a dime.

"Can you not go?"

"Let's talk again."

"Yes, let's talk again. Let's solve any problems."

"End, don't go, okay?"

"I still want to keep hugging my thigh, please, Brother End."

"do not go."

"Fuck, Lao Jin, do you want him to go or not?"

"No, let's go, I want to win the championship with you."

"..."

The teammates were chattering, and Zuo Zhengyi stood on the edge of the stairs and looked at them. Hearing what they said, his thoughts suddenly drifted away.

If his life is a movie, everything he recorded with his eyes today is a long shot that he will never forget in his life.

But when the camera is pushed to the end, when all the people and objects in a scene are exhausted, it is necessary to make a transition when it is time to transition.

That's it, Zuo Zhengyi thought, don't miss it any more.

At least now the "WSND" in his mind has not been completely broken, and he still has some good memories.

So be it.