Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 691 The Bustling Box

"I said?"

Liu Qianqian's little eyes made Xiangyang inexplicably want to laugh but couldn't.

The past events are vivid in my mind.

How could he not guess the little thoughts in his wife's eyes?

"Here, tie your scarf." Looking at the cheering scarves that the staff had prepared for everyone in the private room, Xiangyang smiled and walked over to take it.

They are an old couple, how can they be romantic in front of a group of leaders and a bunch of trouble-making fans?

We can't let them get away with it.

Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the people around her who were whispering with their heads down, suppressing her eager emotions.

He just raised his neck.

"Look, look, there's something big happening in the private room!"

"Damn! Is this guy so fierce?!"

"I'm so envious!"

"They are so loving."

From their perspective, Liu Qianqian had a smile on her face, like a well-behaved girl who was patiently waiting for the person she loved to carefully tie her scarf for her.

"ber one!"

I don’t know who cried out first.

The fans outside the box immediately found a way to vent their emotions.

Standing on the chair, the bride in a white wedding dress thought that these fans were cheering for her. She looked up at her groom with flowers in his hands and gave a sweet smile.

"ber one!"

"Clap"

"ber one!"

"Clap"

"It seems like the people outside are making a fuss." Liu Qianqian suddenly felt like laughing. The rhythmic cheering could be heard clearly even in the box.

"They are free."

Xiang Yang pursed his lips.

Kiss, if you could kiss me, you would have kissed me a long time ago!
Do you still need to jump up and down?

"When we get home, I'll kiss you enough." After saying this in a low voice, Xiangyang was reluctant to let go of the scarf.

Liu Qianqian frowned and let out a faint hum.

Don’t wait until the time comes.

Do you still want to go home and hug it?

It's a beautiful thought.

"I'm going to watch the game with the leaders first."

".Um!"

Liu Qianqian bit her lower lip lightly and nodded vigorously.

The occasion is indeed not allowed.

She had no choice but to stop standing on tiptoe, turned around angrily and stopped listening to the noisy fans outside the window.

There was no movement in the box.

The stands, however, were bustling with activity.

"Xu~~~~~~"

There were boos.

The fans who did not appreciate the couple's intimate behavior protested in dissatisfaction.

"That's right, they are just idle!" Liu Qianqian, who realized that she was almost fooled by the fans, complained viciously.

"Mr. and Mrs. Xiang are really popular among the fans." Director Wei was also quite envious.

Every time he comes to the game.

Except being scolded.

Just being scolded.

As the top player of Chinese football, he has no face at all in front of the fans, no matter where he goes to watch the game.

It was clearly the one with the surname Nan who went in.

Xiangyang smiled and nodded after hearing this, taking it as just a courtesy.

Is it difficult to make Chinese fans like you?
Not to mention winning the Asian Cup by beating South Korea and Japan, as long as you can enter the World Cup again, the fans will praise you to the sky.

"What Mr. Ran said just now" smiled and glanced at Little John who was communicating with other officials, and Director Wei said with a smile:

"I don't know, what do you think, Mr. Xiang?"

"How do I see it?" Xiangyang was surprised.

I looked left and right, up and down
You don't have that ability, you know.

It's not that he is belittling Director Wei, nor is it that Xiangyang thinks he is much better than the other party, but the problems of Chinese football are such that no one can change them.

Let’s talk about the money-driven football.

Do you dare to stand up and oppose it?
Not being cursed to death by the fans would be considered a light punishment.

"Director Wei, I am more concerned about the development of youth football. As for the operation of professional players, I don't know much about football."

It would be bad not to answer, so Xiang Yang threw out some ambiguous words to try to fool him:

"I think it would be better if Director Wei led a team to investigate other leagues. Maybe we can come up with a feasible plan."

In the face of Xiangyang's nonsense, Director Wei smiled without comment.

In fact, Xiangyang really underestimated the determination of the former "Admiral Watergate" to make a difference.

During his tenure.

Although he did not achieve any outstanding results and the national team's performance continued to decline, it was he who proposed the separation of management and operation, which touched upon his own interests.

Of course, the result was not as expected and it could not be implemented smoothly.

He didn't sit there for long before he was transferred away in disgrace.

It didn't even turn straight.

The "national system" that he has been criticized for but has always advocated is by no means a spontaneous decision.

But the best players in Chinese football are actually all trained in the national system. What is the result now that they are all operated by the clubs?

Not to mention that the FA Cup can no longer be held, how many young players can play football seriously now?
How many players of Olympic age can play today?

In competitive sports, there is a fundamental difference between real matches and training matches within the club. Young players cannot grow without the opportunity to gain experience.

What will it be like in three years, five years?
However, he would not share these concerns with the young people in front of him, as they are preparing to invest money in youth football.

Pour a basin of cold water on this. What if you send this financial sponsor away?

"Director Wei, have you ever thought about letting the club join in?" Xiang Yang's tone was ambiguous, and then he sighed and said:

"As a businessman, I certainly hope that China's football market can flourish. This will also be of great benefit to our business territory. However, if we just rely on a few outsiders to muddy the waters, I'm afraid the effect will be limited."

"Oh? Tell me about it, sir."

"The club is so optimistic about the market development of Chinese football. Since they are willing to spend a lot of money on these famous athletes, there is no reason for them not to increase investment in youth training."

Xiangyang paused, then continued:

"Moreover, the players' salaries are so high, but they can't produce results. Will there be a backlash from the public? After all, the development gap between us and Europe is still very obvious."

Director Wei frowned when he heard this.

Salary cap order?
Let the club increase investment in the echelon according to a certain proportion?

Why does this young man's words sound like he is digging a hole for himself?

While he was pondering whether this was a good or bad thing, Gao Chao, the general manager of the Shangjing Club, also known as "Second Uncle" by the Shangjing fans, suddenly brightened up his eyes.

"I support the Football Association taking such a step."

With total assets of 2 trillion yuan and a net profit of billion yuan per year, CITIC's investment in the club is not for the meager returns.

Don't be fooled by his words that he has plenty of money.

But in fact, he knows better than anyone whether he is short of money or not.

The league itself is immature, making profits difficult, and the advertisements on chests cannot be sold to others for use.

CITIC's investment in the club is actually for the purpose of public welfare and advertising effects.

If we compare it with those private enterprises, it must be very difficult.

But it would be different if the decision changed.

This is equivalent to putting everyone on the same starting line again.

Then the performance of the Shangjing club will be much more stable, and there is no need to take risks. What do you think?

While expressing his opinion, he did not forget to look at Xiang Yang and said with gratitude: "Mr. Xiang's idea really brings hope to youth football."

"Fuck you!" If Xiangyang hadn't been so well-tempered, he would have almost cursed out loud.

You can't just say this.

This not only cuts off people's financial resources, but also offends fans of clubs in other regions.

"What? What are you three discussing about the development of football? Tell us so we can listen."

The business leader who was accompanying us to watch the game also came over at this time.

What's so interesting about the noisy stadium?

"We are discussing how to promote youth football to benefit more from the development of professional leagues." Director Wei said half-truthfully.

Also slightly, pull up the height.

"It seems that as an entrepreneur, Mr. Xiang is truly concerned about the development of sports in China."

"Where."

Once the compliment is put on, Xiangyang will accept it as it comes.

It's impossible to refuse to wear a hat in front of this group of people. That would be so inappropriate.

After spending 9 million yuan, we have to make a splash.

When Ding Zhong, who was standing next to him, heard the praise, he couldn't help but give Xiang Yang a thumbs up. If the person in charge of business could evaluate their investment this time in this way, then many things in the future would be more stable.

Xiao Xiang, it turns out that he can get along well anywhere.

"Mr. Ding, thank you for your group's strong support for physical education this time." On the side, the education leader also took Ding Zhong and talked and laughed.

Sports leaders also expressed their gratitude.

After all, Anta sponsors national teams for many sports in China and is also the title sponsor of the CBA league.

Taking advantage of this critical moment, say something semi-publicly that is popular and will make everyone happy.

"Thank you for your recognition. We at ANTA will increase our investment in this area of ​​public welfare in the future."

Ding Zhong did not hesitate.

This made Yu Dong and Wang Changtian, who were called to watch the fun, very greedy~
"Should we go talk to Madam Xiang? What do you think?"

"That's a good idea. Don't stay here and get in the way."

Yu Dong felt a little sad and said affirmatively in a low voice.

The 1 million yuan loan that Bona obtained is not a small number, so they dare not join in the fun.

It’s not impossible to make a movie about sports.

But it’s hard to say whether the box office is guaranteed.

The most important thing is that this kind of movie is similar to the main theme and is difficult to shoot.

The script alone needs to be revised repeatedly. Who in the circle would be more suitable to shoot it?
The answer is beyond doubt.

It’s a pity that Huaying’s boss Han Sanping didn’t come today.

"Xixi, I didn't expect you to be quite interested in this sport." The two of them came to Liu Xixi's side, and Wang Changtian was the first to speak jokingly.

"No, I can only watch the fun." Liu Qianqian was quite surprised by the arrival of the two people.

But when he turned around, he understood instantly.

"Mr. Wang, I just have something to say hello to you." She smiled smartly and told Wang Changtian about the copyright of "Lost in Thailand".

"Oh, you also invested." Wang Changtian was stunned.

Bald Xu Ke didn't tell him such a big thing.

"I heard that you read the script and were willing to pay 3000 million without hesitation. I thought about it and thought it should be a good project."

Liu Qianqian did not reveal exactly how much she had invested, but this praise left Wang Changtian feeling unsatisfied.

He raised an eyebrow at Yu Dong.

You see, even my wife is willing to pay for a good movie after hearing about it.

You are still mixed up with those directors and stars from Hong Kong.

No wonder you got so anxious and angry the past two days.

Yu Dong smiled awkwardly. He did want to do that, but a script worth investing in didn't just appear out of thin air. It would take time to come up with a new one.

When he was in trouble, he looked left and right.

Well, this private room is really lively.
(End of this chapter)