Fox in the Penalty Area

The Leeds City bus full of players slowly drove into Leeds City's training base and stopped on the road outside the parking lot.

When the players got off the bus, they were still singing and dancing, talking and laughing, celebrating a hearty victory just won.

In the first round of the league just in the afternoon, with Hu Lai scoring twice and captain Lorenzo's goal, Leeds finally defeated Lancashire Chabury 3-0 away.

This is the first time that Leeds City have won the first round of the Premier League since they were promoted to the Premier League.

So for everyone, this victory is a real "good start", and it seems to indicate that Leeds City's road to relegation this season will be much easier.

Everyone is happy, including Ismail Kamara, who was not on good terms with everyone in the beginning.

After he got off the bus, he stood outside the parking lot, waved goodbye to his teammates with a smile on his face, and waited for his agent, Archie Fataki, who came to pick him up.

And when his teammates drove away from the training base, they also rolled down the windows one after another, gave him a thumbs up, and were full of praise.

"Goodbye, Ismail! You played really well today!"

"Young man has a future, don't be proud!"

"You're off to a good start, Ismail, that's a good sign!"

When everyone drove out and saw Kamala, someone would roll down the window and praise him, regardless of whether he understood or not. More people didn't speak, just gave him a thumbs up and smiled at him.

Hu Lai was no exception. In the car driven by Uncle Yong, he said in French to Kamala outside in the back seat: "Everyone is praising you, Ismail."

"I can feel it, Hu."

Hu Lai smiled when he heard the words: "Enjoy the victory. Also, thank you for your two assists. You won't wait long for your first Premier League goal."

Kamala didn't know how to respond to Hu Lai, so she smiled at him: "Thank you."

After his teammates had finished walking, Fataki came to him in a second-hand Renault sedan. When the car was still parked, he couldn't wait to poke his head out of the car and wave to him: "Good work, buddy! You have to succeed Already!"

Kamala opened the car door,

The first thing to do when sitting in the rear seat is to take off the right shoe and socks together, and then put the bare right foot directly on the central armrest box.

"Hey, buddy, you smell like..." Fataki wanted to complain about Kamala's actions, but he glanced back and saw several small wounds on Kamala's right foot. It is also slightly black, which is the trace left by being squeezed or trampled.

He exclaimed, "Are you hurt?"

Kamara waved his hand nonchalantly: "What kind of injury is this? Don't panic, Archie. It's not important, what's important is... It turns out that the Premier League and France 3 are no different. I can handle it, haha !"

Fataki looked back at Kamara's right foot. Looking up from the ankle, he could see several traces of subcutaneous tissue bleeding on the face bone of his calf. There were more bruises, but they didn't look so obvious on the surface of his dark skin, but they were visible when you looked closely.

This is just his right leg. One can imagine what Kamara suffered in this game.

In fact, when watching the game, Fataki was always in a kind of ambivalence-he hoped that Kamara would perform well, but worried that his outstanding performance would lead to crazy revenge from his opponent. What if he was injured?

Seeing what the Burleigh players did to Kamara in the second half, he was really worried at any time that Kamara would be injured and be carried off the field on a stretcher.

Fortunately, Leeds City coach Clark replaced Kamara in the 71st minute. It was at that time that Fataki was really relieved.

He said in a deep voice: "At least when you play in France 3, you won't have so many scars on your legs."

"This is a small price you have to pay to get ahead, a small price." Kamala leaned back on the back of the seat.

A burst of tiredness hit him, he closed his eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Drive, Archie. Let's find a restaurant to celebrate today..."

Fataki glanced at Kamala in the rearview mirror, who appeared to be asleep.

So he drove the car steadily and drove towards the gate of the training base.

Let’s talk about the victory celebration for another day, let’s go home and have a good rest... This is Ismail’s first Premier League game. Although he hasn’t played the whole game yet, it is obvious that the physical strength and energy consumed are far greater than The French League C that I played before.

As long as Kamara can maintain this performance, they will have a chance to celebrate in the future.

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"Good start, Hu Lai, congratulations!" While driving, Yong Jun chatted with Hu Lai.

The topic, of course, was the game that just ended.

Before the start of the new season, everyone was worried that Hu Lai would hit the so-called "rookie wall".

In the second season, which is destined to be more difficult than the first season, being able to start with two goals will be much less stressful.

"Hey, Uncle Yong, I want to ask you something: Is there any clause in my sponsorship contract with Nike about how much I will be paid to get the league's Golden Boot?"

Yong Jun was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "There really are."

"Yes? Why am I not impressed?"

"There are too many bonus clauses about you. At the beginning, I just randomly selected a few to tell you. In addition to the bonus of the league golden boot, there are many personal honor bonuses. For example, the league golden boot, the European war Golden boots, Asian Cup golden boots... In addition, if the Chinese team reaches the World Cup finals, you will have additional bonuses... In short, we talked with Nike about a very detailed list of bonuses. What achievements have you accomplished by then? , What honors have been won, we just go to Nike to ask for a bonus according to the list."

Hu Lai was dumbfounded when he heard that: "Can it still be like this?"

"It's all Mr. Song's idea. He made a lot of conditions. The people at Nike are getting annoyed, so they just say that you should just forget about the whole list... I don't know if they are deliberately blocking us with words, or if they really plan to do so Yes. Anyway, Mr. Song really did it."

The "President Song" that Yong Jun mentioned was actually Song Jiajia. Although Song Jiajia was much younger than Yong Jun, he was the actual boss of this company and his immediate boss. So Yong Jun still abides by the rules of the workplace, no matter how young Song Jiajia is, he respectfully calls him "President Song".

Hu Lai remembered Song Jiajia's high school days, and this was really something he could do.

Sometimes he was very generous, and sometimes he was very fussy - when I ran away from home to play football, I was penniless and asked him to borrow money, and he gave me 50,000 yuan without saying a word. The generosity scared Hu Lai.

But I thought my account had been stolen, and the kid gave me ten yuan to comfort me, and my heart ached...

"The key is that Nike agreed in the end, ha!" Yong Jun laughed when he said this.

"They actually agreed?" Hu Lai himself found it inconceivable.

"Boss Song told them that you asked him to add these terms, and if you don't add them, you won't sign them."

Hu Lai nodded when he heard the words. Of course he didn't say this, but if he knew about it, he would definitely say the same thing. Fatty Song really understood him 100%.

"Then Mr. Song said to the people at Nike, in fact, it is written to make you feel at ease. It is not sure that it will be honored... For example, the World Footballer, the European Ballon d'Or, how difficult is it? So write it in , there is no loss for Nike, but it can make you feel that you are valued by Nike, and you will be more willing to sign the contract... In short, the Nike people have no objection, so there is such a bonus list..."

After listening to Yong Jun's explanation, Hu Lai smiled happily in the back seat - he didn't mind at all how Fatty Song arranged himself in front of Nike's people, he was happy that Fatty Song really understood himself.

It was such a trick that made Nike sign such a sponsorship contract. The sum of all bonuses far exceeds the endorsement fee of 8 million RMB. After all, those bonuses are all settled in Euros.

It can even be said that the endorsement contract itself is more like a subsidiary contract with the long "bonus clause", and the bonus is the essence of the endorsement contract.

This is in line with Hu Lai's expectations.

How can there be a high commission for a dead salary...

How bold people are, how productive the land is.

As long as you dare to think, a pheasant becomes a phoenix.

The stage is as big as the heart... no, the wallet is as big as it is.

Grabbing the wool of the big capitalists and pulling them hard, this is called stealing from the rich and helping the poor!

After laughing, Hu Lai said to Uncle Yong: "Uncle Yong, if I get the Premier League Golden Boot bonus, how much will it be?"

Yong Jun thought for a while: "One and a half million euros."

Hu Lai was stunned for a moment: "Hey, it's more than the prize money I got for winning the Premier League championship?"

He remembered that in Nike's endorsement contract, the bonus for him to win the Premier League championship was only one million euros.

"Nike sponsors you as a person. They must care more about your personal honor and achievements. Therefore, personal awards will be more important." Yong Jun explained.

"So it's like this..." Hu Lai rubbed his chin, "Then I made the right choice to hit the Premier League Golden Boot!"

Yong Jun, who was driving, frowned when he heard Hu Lai's words. He suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Hu Lai, what did you just say?"

"Ah, I haven't told you yet, Uncle Yong. I decided to try to hit the Premier League Golden Boot this season..."

Before he finished speaking, he leaned towards the car door: "Wow!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yong Jun hurriedly stabilized the car—when he heard Hu Lai say this just now, he turned his head reflexively and wanted to go back to Hu Lai for confirmation, but he turned the steering wheel, causing the car to drive off on the road just now s line routes.

"Uncle Yong, are you so surprised?"

Yong Jun held the steering wheel with both hands, looked straight ahead, and said in his mouth: "Do you know how difficult the Premier League Golden Boot is?"

"of course I know."

"Then you still..."

"Didn't the boss promise me that if I could get the Golden Boot, he would buy me red peppers?"

"Just for a meal? Are you up for it, Hu Lai?"

"Of course not. That's what I think, Uncle Yong." Hu Lai sat down again in the back seat. Fortunately, he was wearing a seat belt all the time, so he was just taken aback just now, not really. Knock to touch.

He explained to Yong Jun, "Everyone is talking about the 'rookie wall', and I think what they say makes sense. So in order to break the 'rookie wall', I decided to push myself. If I can get the Premier League Golden Boot , doesn’t it mean that the wall was broken by me?”

"You..." After hearing Hu Lai's explanation, Yong Jun didn't know what to say for a while, "Isn't it too simple and rude?"

"But Uncle Yong, do you think this is the case? As a striker, how can I prove that my performance is good? Isn't it just scoring goals? Then what is more convincing evidence than the league's top scorer?"

Yong Jun nodded helplessly: "Okay... Anyway, even if you don't get the Golden Boot in the end, if you work hard towards this goal, the final result will not be too bad."

"That's right, it's always right to aim high."

"But as long as your goal is clear in your heart, don't gossip around. Otherwise, you will try to stir up controversy and bring unnecessary pressure to you." Yong Jun warned.

After hearing what he said, Hu Lai hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth: "But Uncle Yong, my teammates all know about it. It's all because of Charlie's big mouth!"

Yong Jun was tired, stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

I can't talk today!

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