stadium assassin

Chapter 252 Rejection

Chapter 252 Rejection

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Everyone went crazy, even the DJ at Highbury was hoarse.

"George, who is George, who is he, and why do I see Graham Ricks on him?" The companion asked frantically.

Old George was also surprised and couldn't tell, Arsenal, no, how many years has there been such a rookie show in the entire Premier League.

A core player, he made his debut with such an identity. Even a football superstar may not be able to receive such treatment. What is even more incredible is his performance. Just look at the cheers of the audience.

As the old guy next to him said, they seem to have really returned to their childhood, their parents held their hands, and watched the games that made the audience crazy in the old stadium.

In 1980, Arsenal also reached the final of the European Cup Winners Cup. David O'Leary, his assistant, later became the manager of Leeds United and Aston Villa, and Liam Brady's team swept the League One and was so dazzling among European scouts.

At that time, the old George was always crazy about being able to go to the stadium to watch a game. Unfortunately, he lost to the Spanish Valencia team in the penalty shootout in the final.

Today, old George is on Wang Qi's body. Under the leadership of Wang Qi, the Arthurian team seems to have really returned to that crazy era, the era known as Arsenal.

In the private room, Taylor, the others and the girls were also extremely happy, even Alan Cha couldn't recover from his agitated face for a long time.

"Originally, I wanted to say when he will score ten goals, maybe before we leave England..."

Na Li, a friend of Alan Tea and also a manager, said.

Alan Cha suddenly felt a little disappointed. The better and better Wang Qi performed, the more she felt that she had signed Wang Qi for a cabbage price.

A game staged, a hat-trick, and an assist can be said bluntly that some football players cannot do it in their entire lives.

In the private room of the club, Mr. Chief, the leader of the consortium in the Middle East, was very optimistic about Wang Qi and said: "This player should be rewarded, give him [-] pounds in cash..."

"Hehe, okay, I think he should be very happy with this young man. After all, his salary is only a few hundred pounds after the game. Let me do the math. Three goals, I remember in the first ten goals At that time, the goal bonus was 1850 per goal and [-] for assists. Besides, this was his first victory. According to the agreement, he could get [-] pounds for this game. Hehe, it’s amazing, it’s amazing..."

Old Wood said happily, but Wang Qi, the best player in this game, refused the money after hearing the message from the staff in the lounge.

He said to the staff: "I only need the money for the contract. These are all things I should do. You can take back the ten thousand pounds. I will use my strength to win ten thousand pounds."

When the staff put the words back, Old Wood's face was livid, and the Middle East chief suddenly said: "He needs cash every time, right? After that, I'll go and give him a bonus, and I want cash every time." Awarded to him..."

When the chief threw the money on the ground, he looked at Wang Qi with contempt, as if telling Wang Qi how much you were worth.

Wang Qi bent down to pick up the money, and saw that the two in front of him, even Wengers, were polite to each other, but Wang Qi just ignored them.

And as if deliberately doing it for Wang Qi to see, the chief deliberately brought a bonus of 20 pounds to the team.

The first-choice players, oh, no, they are the real official Arsenal players. As long as they played today, they all have [-] pounds, and the author's players on the bench all have [-] pounds, except Wang Qi's money.

And Wang Qi deliberately left as if he didn't see it.

Some players wanted to stop him, but Wood's subordinates had already stopped Wang Qi. Wang Qi said angrily, "Don't forget, I'm a temporary worker, so I don't need to talk to them..."

"I don't know why..."

Hearing the staff's report, the chairman of the club who was in a good mood just after winning the game went back bitterly.

After the game, the players couldn't understand why Wang Qi refused.

It's fine to take it if you have the money, why don't you want it, and return it so forcefully.

What they didn't know was that as long as Wang Qi saw such bonuses, he would think of how domestic salaries come from, as well as those black balls, and bonuses outside the arena.

In the evening, several people from Taylor came to congratulate Wang Qi, especially Jiang Jing who was even more excited, because it was a temporary worker who signed the contract. When signing the contract, Wang Qi did not sign his portrait and other rights at all because of the temporary worker.

That is to say, Wang Qi's portrait and advertisements all belong to him personally.

This is what Alan Tea and the board of directors ignored at the beginning. They didn't think that a temporary worker needed to have these treatments at all.

They really signed the contract according to the temporary workers. After all, the rules and regulations here are very strict.

According to Wang Qi's match on the first day of the Premier League, it is very likely that in the middle of the season, Wang Qi already has advertisers coming to Wang Qi.

During dinner, the courier came and said that it was the delivery, and Wang Qi sent the football won in the first Premier League game.

"Lisheng, since you have to quit the football world, let me play for you for your share!"

Although it was night, and it was already early morning in China, there were still many congratulatory phone calls.

"Congratulations, Wang Qi, you have successfully taken the first step..." Brother Le also congratulated on the phone.

"Hehe, thank you Brother Le, what have you been doing lately?" Wang Qi asked curiously.

Hearing what Wang Qi said, Brother Le complained and said: "What else can I do? Of course, I am acting as an agent of your brand. The boss told me to open up the northern market. He thought that people love football so much now. Even if they like it, it is still a pirated version." Many, who wants to buy authentic ones, I guessed yesterday that the wholesale market saw that the fake ones are better than the real ones, and the money is less..."

Thinking of the domestic situation, Wang Qi also felt the same, but he had no choice.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, maybe a lot will change when China enters the World Cup,

At that time, I reluctantly bought the original because the Chinese team entered the World Cup. After a long time, I realized that this piece is not genuine...

Fans don't buy their own authentic products to prove that their strength still needs to be improved, and they must announce to the world football world in the shortest possible time that a superstar has appeared, and he comes from the ancient East...

(End of this chapter)