Chapter 150 149. Confidence
"How much money did you win from those guys playing mahjong that day?"

Halfway through dinner, Fang Yuan couldn't help but ask Zhan Lang who was sitting next to him.

This gossip has been circulating in China and Japan for who knows how long, but the four parties involved have all remained tight-lipped. The only thing we know is that the amount must be huge, and Zhan Lang is the only winner.

And now many people are curious about how much Zhan Lang is worth. Everyone knows that Zhan Lang is rich, but no one knows to what extent.

If you calculate carefully, Zhan Lang won a prize of 10,000 yuan in the World Amateur Championship, but after adding taxes and commissions, it would only be about half.

But this money is just a small part for Zhan Lang. The most important income is that after this competition, the lottery tickets that Fujii Hideaki didn't want were given directly to Zhan Lang.

Zhan Lang won 200,000 yuan directly from a lottery ticket, and Fujii Hideaki bought it directly with his own money, which meant that Zhan Lang did not have to pay taxes. Fujii Hideaki paid the tax in Japan, and the 200,000 yuan went into Zhan Lang's hands intact.

This sum of money alone made Zhan Lang rich.

And the rich are already making a lot of money.

Then there is the World Talent Competition. The prize money is equivalent to about 50,000 in local currency. With taxes and profits, the prize money for the competition is just over 20,000, but it is actually very high.

After all, in the entire Go circle, it is estimated that there is no third person worth over ten thousand.

If you count carefully, Zhan Lang seems to have a lot of money, all in cash, not that kind of industry.

However, the two competitions held last year alone were enough to cover the prize money for this talent show. Zhan Lang will also hold the second session of the two competitions this year, and then hold a title showdown.

These three competitions combined will generate tens of thousands of dollars in revenue.

You know, things like Zhan Lang are unexpected gains, it’s impossible to have such things every year, right?

If there is only outflow and no inflow, big problems will definitely arise.

With the way he spent the money, Fang Yuan felt that Zhan Lang’s savings would only last until the end of next year’s competition, and there wouldn’t be a single cent left.

Moreover, holding a title fight requires comprehensive considerations. If only this one can be held and there is not even a second one, then the most classic challenger in the title fight will not be able to appear.

These are all issues that need to be considered comprehensively, rather than just holding a competition on a whim.

“Not much, actually.”

Zhan Lang shook his head. That mahjong game was just to withdraw a few bonuses given by his domestic competition system, and by the way, he also took out the 150,000 bonus from the Elite Competition System.

With the financial resources of the three Japanese 9th dan players, this amount of money added together is probably more than enough, so just give it a try.

It’s hard to believe that there wasn’t much money. After all, one of them hid outside for several days and didn’t dare to go home. The three of them together must have lost at least tens of thousands of dollars.

But even so, with these tens of thousands of dollars, the cash flow in Zhan Lang's hands is still far from the speed at which he spends money.

"You should be more frugal with your money. You haven't even married yet. Organizing competitions is a good thing, but don't be too impatient. You can't organize all the competitions in China by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but give some earnest advice, saying that Chinese Go needs to develop, but there is no need to be so impatient. If you spend all the money, there will still be no competitions in the future.

Take it step by step and increase revenue while reducing expenditure.

We officials will still find further ways to deal with the competition. We can't just take advantage of you alone.

"I still have to remind you that at the rate you spend money now, your money will be gone in two or three years." Hearing this, Zhan Lang couldn't help but nodded and frowned.

If I participate in the Jinlin Cup this year, I will earn tens of thousands more. I also want to strive for the championship in the Lanke Cup. If I win the championship, I will get a system bonus of 500,000. If I can win the New Sports Cup, the system will also give me a bonus of 150,000.

The title battle is even more amazing, with the prize money starting at 400,000 and may even be higher.

If I have the ability to win all three national championships this year, I will receive a direct bonus of one million yuan.

In the eighties, I became a millionaire?

Zhan Lang couldn't help but drink the Coke in the cup when he thought of this. It was so painful! How did he become a millionaire?
The achievement that I didn’t achieve in my previous life has been achieved now?
Fang Yuan looked at Zhan Lang with a solemn expression and patted him comfortingly: "I understand you... You are willing to sacrifice everything for the development of Chinese Go, and I am the same, but don't push yourself too hard, do what you can.

There is no need to rush the title fight. We can just put it on hold and look for sponsors slowly.

In the past two years, some companies have developed quite well. When they are successful, we may be able to find some social sponsorship. "

Fang Yuan really meant the truth when he spoke it.

After all, the biggest beneficiary of Zhanlang’s competition is definitely Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan won the Lan Ke Cup last year. If there is a title match, Fang Yuan also feels that he has a sure win.

With my own strength, who else could be the first Chinese title if not me?
Who else?
Not to mention the 10,000 yuan prize, which is a huge sum of money in this era.

It can be said that Fang Yuan gave up the honor of the first title that he could get directly plus 10,000 yuan to persuade Zhan Lang not to hold the competition.

He really made me cry to death.

Zhan Lang could only sigh helplessly after hearing this: "I am indeed troubled, but not about this.

I was in a lot of pain. I was working hard to organize competitions every day, spending money day and night, and racking my brains to think of how to ruin the family.

But my money seems to have the ability to reproduce. It spends more and more.

They drained me of my whole being, leaving me with only a handsome shell."

After hearing Zhan Lang's words, Fang Yuan fell silent.

You kid, when I told you you were fat you just gasped at me?
Since you insist on giving me money, I won't be polite.

I happily accepted the bonus of 10,000 yuan!
As for whether there would be anyone else who could stop him, Fang Yuan was not worried at all.

If it were a few years ago, Brother Chen Long might have had some chance.

But after he retired, it was difficult for anyone to stop him, although he also lost some games.

But in the national competition, I am so strong!
Looking at the confident Fang Yuan, Zhan Lang smiled and said, "You don't think the champion must be you, do you?"

"if not?"

"Don't worry, there's no rush for the title match. I'll kick you off in the New Sports Cup first."

(End of this chapter)

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