Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 662: To give back to the fans, Xiangyang risked everything

I slipped and liked the post by mistake.

It was definitely not intentional!
Liu Qianqian dares to swear.

As for whether Wang Sicong, who was slaughtered, believes it or not, that is his business.

When the two little ones got home, they cried loudly and insisted on sticking to Liu Xixi after being taken out of the car. She had no time to appreciate her masterpiece.

But let’s be honest, the young Wang Sicong is also very manly.

The key point is that he could lift his head at the age of three and had never suffered such a loss since he was a child.

But, I really can't argue with it.

Even fans of the Chinese Super League were attracted to his Weibo.

The Wang family also has connections in the Chinese Super League.

No matter how Wanda and Dalian broke up, Shide fans still said a few good words for the Wang family who once made Dalian the king.

This voice was drowned out by the vast number of fans.

"Xiao Wang, your father gave you 5 million yuan, why don't you invest some in the Dalian team?"

"Didn't you say that none of your friends are as rich as you? How about you make friends with Dalian Shide?"

"Xiao Wang, listen to my advice"

Fans of the Shide team said that this help should not be in vain.

What does it mean to provide help in times of need?

When you were being criticized by everyone, we, the Shide fans, were the only ones who spoke well of you.

This situation is not suitable for you.

If you're embarrassed, you can ask your dad to come.

Faced with the fans who refused to give up, Wang Sicong felt helpless.

Since the domestic real estate developers acquired the Guangzhou team and formed Evergrande.

There have been rumors that Wanda and Shide have rekindled their old relationship. The key is that Xiao Wang knows that his father really likes football.

But fans actually have a more or less clear idea of ​​what the domestic football environment is like.

Not everyone can do a business that loses money but gains publicity.

Why did Evergrande buy a team?

Many people have already given their analysis, but Xiao Wang doesn't bother to think about it.

But seeing the Chinese Super League fans online shouting so happily, Xiangyang, who was chatting with his wife before going to bed, felt mixed emotions while watching the fun.

The fans are actually quite cute.

This kind of cuteness can even be described as "silly".

But it is precisely because of this that it is intuitively shown that in China, the influence of sports is far beyond the cognition of some people.

The wide influence of football and basketball, the two most popular sports, is difficult for other sports to shake.

Anta has CBA in the country.

What about HYS?
It would be embarrassing if we really take the issue of club acquisition seriously and keep domestic fans suspenseful.

Although AC Milan and Juventus have joined the clubs that have collaborated with CFT to produce commemorative edition T-shirts, how can it possibly satisfy the appetite of all fans?

These guys.
There are too many favorite teams.

A bunch of scumbags!
"It would be great if all fans were as loyal as I am." Xiangyang, who was alone in his empty bed, missed Liu Qianqian's tender little hands very much.

My wife explained what it did by sliding her hand, which made sense.

He took it.

Not only is the skin smooth, it is also very tender.

"Bah, shameless."

Liu Qianqian spat, her eyes shy.

"I'm just telling my wife something in private. Can't I speak freely?"

"Then you have to say something serious." Liu Qianqian didn't mind Xiangyang's fierce words in the middle of the night, "Zhiyin, you sleep with me tonight, so you better watch your mouth."

"Tsk tsk tsk, so biased." Xiangyang curled his lips. Where is the eldest daughter?
"What?" Liu Qianqian frowned and said aggrievedly, "Mu Xin seemed to have been caught in a storm when she came back, and my mother was afraid that I couldn't take care of her."

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When Xiangyang heard that his eldest daughter was not feeling well, his heart skipped a beat.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Hearing the panic in his voice, Liu Qianqian quickly shook her head and said, "It's okay. My mother said that the child is still young and has a weak resistance."

"Uh, is that really okay?"

"Don't worry, my mom just called your mom to ask about it." Liu Qianqian turned her head to look at Zhiyin who was sleeping soundly in the cradle. After staring blankly for a few seconds, she said:

"Mom said that with the recent change of seasons, many patients with respiratory infections have come to their hospital."

What this means is that you should observe first and not rush to the hospital in a hurry.

There's nothing wrong with it.

As a result, I went to the hospital and got a cross infection.

"You should also have a good rest and don't worry too much." Putting away his smile, Xiangyang comforted his wife in a deep voice.

"Well, I know."

Liu Qianqian felt warm in her heart.

Even in front of the child, Xiangyang always puts her first. Sometimes she doesn't know whether this is good or not.
Anyway, Xiangyang doesn't act like a father.

She is a mother.

In fact, it’s not very responsible.

Looking at her second daughter's nose, which perfectly inherited Xiangyang's nose shape and was very different from her own hump nose, Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and said softly:
"We'll grow together slowly, so don't blame yourself too much."

Xiang Yang was stunned.

Shouldn't he be the one saying this?

"Okay, go to bed early. It's already late there." Liu Qianqian looked at the watch, estimated the time difference between them in her mind, and reminded.

"Good night, my wife."

"Hate it, I don't want to hang up again." Liu Qianqian's heart softened, and she said to Xiangyang reluctantly. That is, if she didn't hang up the phone and put the phone on the pillow and put on headphones.

I don't know if it will affect the baby's rest.

so.
"Honey, good night. Remember to send me photos tomorrow." Liu Qianqian said sullenly and hung up the phone.

The moment she put down her phone, she didn't forget to feed dog food to her soulmate who knew nothing but sleep:

"Your dad is so clingy."

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The next day, Xiangyang was woken up by the phone in the guest room in the morning, breathing heavily.

I definitely slept.

But how could he fall asleep when he lay down?

"Mr. Xiang, did you not rest well yesterday?" Even though Ding Zhong was old, he still understood what was happening on the Internet.

"Yes."

Xiangyang nodded quickly.

Annabella, who was having breakfast, was very considerate and asked the waiter to bring Xiangyang a glass of iced American coffee.

Feeling that one cup was not enough, she ordered another one.

I picked it up and drank half a cup of Xiangyang, and then I was slightly awakened by the cool touch.

"It's not about the internet, but I'm thinking about sports sponsorship." He explained and took another sip of coffee.

At the same time, I took out my cell phone and set an alarm for 8 o'clock in China.

He didn't know whether Liu Xixi got up at 8 o'clock, but Liu Xiaoli and Lao Zhao definitely got up at this time.

As a father, I know that if the baby is not feeling well, I won’t ask any questions.

That's really unacceptable.

Hearing that he didn't care about what was going on online, Ding Zhong changed the subject and said, "How about taking a good rest on the way, Mr. Xiang?"

"It's time to take a break."

Xiang Yang nodded and asked, "Boss Ding, which leader from China is coming to Rotterdam with the delegation?"

"Leaders from the General Administration of Sports and the Gymnastics Management Center."

"That's it"

Hearing this, Xiang Yang frowned.

He is not really clear about the architectural management in this area.

But logically speaking, the leaders of the General Administration of Sports should also have some connection with the Football Association.

"In fact, they also want to meet with Mr. Xiang to discuss things." Seeing him in deep thought, Ding Zhong said that it would not be a problem for both parties to meet and discuss some things in detail.

In this regard, Anta can say something.

After all, they are the financial sponsors.

Whether people listen or not is debatable.

"Then please help introduce me, Mr. Ding." Xiangyang thought about it and realized that they would have to meet and maintain the relationship sooner or later.

It is better to see you sooner than later.

Marathons, cross-country running, and road cycling races planned for future markets, all cross-country races need support.

"Okay, no problem." Hearing Xiangyang was happy to communicate, Ding Zhong couldn't help but laugh. After taking two bites of the dry bread in front of him, he asked:
"Mr. Xiang, do you have anything specific you want to discuss with them? Why don't we communicate first? It will be more convenient for you to talk to them later."

"Uh"

Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment.

How do you say this?
"Mr. Ding, what do you think of the Beijing Institute of Technology football team?"

"College? Football team?"

Ding Zhong opened his mouth wide and looked at Xiangyang in surprise.

Is this the reason why he was worried and couldn't sleep all night?
"In fact, it's not just the University of Science and Technology. We can also sponsor CUFA (College Student League) and high school leagues. Although football is seen by many parents as a distraction from study, as the saying goes, it's easiest to make money from women, the elderly and children."

Xiangyang patiently explained his ideas to Ding Zhong while drinking coffee.

"So, that's why you decided to sponsor the college league?" Ding Zhong immediately realized Xiang Yang's idea.

It is not clear whether universities will recruit these students with special talents.

From a sensory perspective alone, this gives parents a different feeling.

If you think about it in a bigger picture.

Relying on their own influence, they can find several reliable institutions in France and organize holiday exchanges or even study abroad, which is also a rare opportunity for children engaged in football training.

The harsh and ruthless thing about competitive sports is that there are only a handful of places at the top of the pyramid.

Even just a little bit more opportunity can make your life different.

"Where does the money come from?" Ding Zhong thought this was a good idea. Evergrande acquired the Guangzhou team purely for advertising.

As for the effect of the advertisement, at least its popularity still amazed him, a participant in the sports industry.

“It shouldn’t cost much to sponsor a league for college and high school students.”

Xiangyang had no idea about this, and even whether he could make the trip was a question.

However, he is still determined to sponsor the Beijing Institute of Technology team.

It's sponsorship, not title sponsorship.

Does it cost tens of millions of Euros?
If the price were this high, it wouldn’t be Chinese football.

"Then let's communicate with the leaders of the Sports Bureau first. I don't know much about this aspect." Ding Zhong said with a smile.

"Well, I'll make a phone call first."

Xiangyang didn't say anything more and searched for Principal An's number on his mobile phone.

He is familiar with cultural exchanges.

He is not separated by time zones.

I should have woken up by now.

I haven't heard of any son-in-law calling his father-in-law. I need to be careful.
(End of this chapter)