Coach Zhong, who was originally very enthusiastic and kind, looked a little gloomy. I thought he was some top rich second-generation, but it turned out that he was just a braggart.
"So how much can Miss Wen pay me?"
Wen Qiao reported a number truthfully: "Six million a year. After two years, I can pay Coach Zhong 13 million a year."
She has confidence in Wen Chi's ability. He will definitely win the international finals championship within two years. Then he will be able to attract sponsors, have income, and pay his coach a high salary.
Zhong Rui smiled teasingly, "Little girl, you are too idealistic. You are obviously trying to get something for nothing. I left a thriving company and my own tens of millions of dollars in annual salary to come to a newly established small workshop like yours with an uncertain future? What do you think I want?"
Although Wen Qiao didn't have much money, he was very imposing: "We hope that our small workshop will become a more powerful club than CG, and will become the most powerful club in the country."
Zhong Rui looked at him with some contempt: "Little girl, let me tell you that having great ambitions does not guarantee success. Many people who start businesses have failed. Without a certain amount of financial support, you cannot succeed."
Wen Qiao wanted to fight for it: "My player once shot CG's Luoying in the head with one shot."
Zhong Rui chuckled, "So what? Luo Ying is a human, not a real god. He will always be careless. Just because you can shoot Luo Ying in the head doesn't mean you will become the next Luo Ying. Little girl, stop daydreaming. People should know themselves."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
Lu Youyou gritted her teeth: "Powerful eyes!"
Wen Qiao pressed her shoulder and said, "Don't blame him. How could he transfer to my side to take high risks when he is earning a high salary? It's human nature."
"Then what are you going to do?"
Wen Qiao looked carefully at the files of Wen Chi and the others. If Zhong Rui didn't take over, someone else would.
Wen Chi and his teammates have very high skills. They just need an experienced coach to lead them, instruct them, and help them review their games. Even if there is no Zhong Rui, there will be Wang Rui and Li Rui. She will definitely find a good coach.
Lu Youyou was worried sick: "Why don't you talk to Master Fu? With just one word from him, he will definitely hire a coach for you who is better than Zhong Rui. Go to Korea to hire one."
Wen Qiao shook his head: "Keep your mouth shut. I can't rely on Fu Nanli for everything. I owe him a lot. He bought No. 9 Middle School for my brother and spent a huge amount of money. I also want to start my own club and slowly make money and repay him slowly."
She did a lot of things just because she wanted to be an excellent person, to catch up with Fu Nanli's footsteps, to stand shoulder to shoulder with him at the highest point, instead of becoming a trumpet creeper that could only depend on him.
Wen Qiao shook Lu Youyou's hand and said, "Although there is a saying on the Internet that has become a bit overused, I still want to say it, Youyou, our journey should be to the stars and the sea."
Lu Youyou clenched her fist and said, "Qiao Qiao, I believe in you. You can definitely become your own capital. I will always be behind you and guide you forward. That Zhong Rui will definitely regret it in the future."
Wen Qiao nodded, but he felt unsure.
The slogans are shouted, but where is the strength
She knew nothing about the e-sports industry and couldn't hire a good coach. She was like a pile of loose sand that would fall apart without any wind.
Wen Qiao went home at night with a sad face. Wen Mo asked her what happened. Wen Qiao whispered, "I wanted to ask Zhong Rui from CG to be Xiao Chi's coach, but he didn't agree."
(End of this chapter)