Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"Su Qi, don't rush to reject me. I may not have made some things clear just now!"

Qiu Zhixingjun showed some urgency on his face: "My language expression ability is not very good, but I can still see some things clearly. I know I don't know your background, so the proposal just now is a bit presumptuous to you, but I still want to invite you to join this team. Nowadays, our Chinese economy is growing more and more slowly, and the country has long been looking for new breakthroughs, among which the sports industry is one of them. Take the United States for example, their sports industry has an annual output value of nearly 500 billion US dollars, accounting for 2.7% of the country's GDP, while our Chinese sports industry is only 300 billion Chinese yuan, accounting for 0.6% of the country's GDP. , but the US population is only about 320 million, while China's population is more than five times that of the US. The future development space of the entire sports industry will almost be comparable to that of real estate in the past. As long as you enter this industry, we will jointly build a team in the future. Not to mention making a name for ourselves internationally, we will reach a certain level in China. In the future, each of us will achieve great success. Take the top teams in the US for example. They can earn 200 to 300 million US dollars a year. Some top players can take out half of it. As long as you are willing to join the team, you can also reach their level in the future. "

Hearing the captain talking, the five players of the Little Shark Liu Mang, Ghost Shadow Lei Tao, and Shenlong Team all looked respectful.

Even Fat Cat, Cao Haitao, and Zhang Liming were also excited by this series of numbers and the beautiful prospects of hundreds of millions.

Gentleman Yang Jun sneered: "No matter how big the pie is, it's useless. People like Brother Qi who casually donate 10 million for charity still need to personally make money and cooperate with you to make money."

Looking at the expectant eyes of the former football god, Su Qi smiled calmly and said: "I understand, you mean that the sports industry is a fast-growing industry. Entering it to build a top team will make a lot of money in the future, right?"

"That's right!"

Qiu Zhixing closed his eyes in pain. Originally, playing basketball was just a hobby, but now he has to think about money.

Su Qi chuckled and said, "When money is mentioned, everything will immediately become a problem. But this is a material world, and you can't live without money! A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. As long as the money comes clean, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Please promise me!"

Qiu Zhixing took a deep breath, and his handsome face showed persistence: "With the potential of our team, we may be able to make a name for ourselves in China after another three years of hard training, but I'm afraid there is still no hope for us to make a name for ourselves internationally. Because white and black people are much better than yellow people in terms of innate physique, even if we become second-rate masters, we still have no advantage in physical fitness on the court. Only by becoming a first-rate master of Huajin can we truly transform our physical fitness and compete with those white and black basketball superstars in the world, and create a world-class team. I don't know if you are a master of Huajin, but your physical fitness is definitely much better than those black basketball superstars, so I I want to invite you to join the team as captain, lead us to form a world-class team, and promote the reputation of Chinese basketball! "

"Your idea is very good, but I really don't have time to join the team!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, and his dark and deep eyes swept across the group of people, and chuckled: "But what you said just now gave me some inspiration. 'Kung Fu + Basketball' does have some potential, and you are wrong about one thing: it is not necessarily a great master of Hua Jin to have a sudden increase in physical fitness. As long as it is a superior horizontal training Kung Fu, the physical fitness will increase dramatically. Seeing that your physical fitness is not bad, you will definitely achieve something in the basketball industry in the future, so I decided to invest in you to form a team, train you to become a real master, so that your physical fitness can compete with blacks and whites, and as for the technology, you have to practice hard on your own."

"What!"

Qiu Zhixing, who originally came to recruit people to join, was surprised when he heard that the situation had reversed to this point.

Ghost Shadow Lei Tao and the five people of the Shenlong team were also shocked and all looked suspicious.

"Invest in us to form a team!"

Little Shark Liu Mang sneered at this, and then sneered: "Do you think it's so easy to form a team? Not only do you have to provide training grounds, but you also have to bear the wages of everyone, organize various competitions, and pay for news media publicity and public relations. These are all huge sums of money, starting at tens of millions. Do you have the ability to afford a team? Don't think that we don't know your background, so you can pretend casually...ah"

Bang!

Seeing that this guy was laughing at Brother Qi and getting happier and happier, Yang Jun turned his head and picked up a brick not far away, and slapped Little Shark Liu Mang on the forehead with his backhand, directly knocking him to the ground, and the brick kept rolling down, furiousHe cursed: "You don't talk, so people think you are dumb, don't they? When Brother Qi is talking, do you have the right to interrupt? You dare to mock Brother Qi like this, do you think your life is too long? I tell you, Brother Qi wants to invest in a team, it's just a matter of spending some pocket money, it will take a few minutes, you dare to laugh at Brother Qi shamelessly, I will beat you to death, you hate dog guy, and teach you a lesson."

"Ah, ah..."

The little shark Liu Mang, who had never practiced iron head skills, fell to the ground immediately, subconsciously accepting the bricks that kept hitting him, a third-rate master was hit so hard that he had no power to fight back, waiting to grit his teeth and hit hard, but found that the figure was gone.

Holding Yang Jun's collar, Su Qi said with a stern face: "Yang Jun, what are you doing? Why don't you say anything and hit people? Don't rely on your mental illness to kill people without paying for it. Sooner or later, you will suffer a loss, get out of here."

"It's Brother Qi, you taught me a lesson, I will never hit anyone again!"

Yang Jun bowed his head to admit his mistake with an honest look on his face, and then pulled Cao Haitao while walking and whispered: "Haitao, Brother Qi doesn't let me hit people anymore, I will definitely not hit people in the future, you go find me two knives."

Liu Mang, the little shark who was pulled up by his teammates and was about to curse, trembled when he heard the words, and gritted his teeth when he thought of the legends about Yang Jun.

Ghost Lei Tao immediately whispered to comfort him: "Ah Mang, why are you angry with a lunatic? Isn't this just making yourself uncomfortable? Last time he took a knife to slash Yang Wenke, and finally went to Director Wu's office. There are rumors that Director Wu was beaten by him, but Director Wu didn't do anything to him in the end. It's not illegal for a lunatic to kill people, so we normal people can't afford to offend him!"

"Yeah!"

Little Shark Liu Mang responded with a frustrated look on his face, and he had the urge to burst into tears. He had to admit that he really didn't dare to offend such a lunatic.

"Yang Jun is a nice guy when he has time, but he can't stand certain stimulations. Please tolerate him."

Su Qi said embarrassedly, then raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "God of Ball, what do you think? Oh, by the way, I haven't told you about the treatment yet. First, I will invite masters to teach you the real superior horizontal training kung fu, and use precious medicinal materials to help you enhance your physical fitness. Then I will conduct targeted training on your reaction, speed, and jumping ability, and really use the "kung fu + basketball" training method. As for your treatment, it is estimated that most of the first year will be spent on training, and the team should not make much profit. God of Ball, you will have an annual salary of one million, Ghost Shadow Lei Tao, you will have an annual salary of 500,000, and the five of you will have an annual salary of 300,000. The salaries will be prepaid in advance. And if the team has any endorsements, we will discuss this in the agreement."

Fat Cat, Yang Jun and his group were also shocked by Su Qi's proposal, but they all chose to believe Su Qi and did not interrupt.

"What!"

Seven college students, all of whom are good at playing basketball, were excited when they heard about the annual salary of one million, 500,000, and 300,000. Then they looked suspicious and stared with bright eyes, thinking that Su Qi was fooling them.

The people present mentioned all the benefits, but he was the only one not mentioned. Although he believed that this was a deception, the little shark Liu Mang was still unhappy and immediately said with a sneer on his face: "How generous, offering a hundred-year annual salary at once, the lowest is 300,000. We are all three-year-old children, and we are so easily deceived. Let alone one million, five hundred thousand, 300,000, you give us 300,000 now, and I will sign you."

"Sorry, I don't plan to sign you!"

Smiling at the little shark, Su Qi looked at the ball god Qiu Zhixing, with a kind smile on his face: "What do you think about the ball god? Tell me your card number first, and I will transfer the annual salary to you immediately to prove my sincerity. What are you still hesitating about? Tell me your card number, and you will know whether it is true or false immediately."

Su Qi originally did not plan to set up a team, but Zhou Yan unconsciously saw it just now and immediately found the good prospects of the ball god. As for the others, they were all included because of Qiu Zhixing's value.

When Su Qi heard that he wanted to report the card number and transfer the money immediately, the ghost shadow Lei Tao of the Shenlong team became more suspicious.

Looking at the classmate who was smiling and wanted to invest in him to build a team, Qiu Zhixing unconsciously felt like Little Red Riding Hood met the wolf grandmother.

Little Shark Liu Mang kept urging: "Report it to him, report it to him quickly, I want to see how much annual salary he will advance you. If he can't advance the annual salary, he is a complete liar, and you don't need to waste time on him."

With the determination to test, the fourth player of the Shenlong team reported the card number.

"Li Mengda?"

After entering the card number on the mobile bank and asking for the player's name to confirm, Su Qi immediately transferred 300,000 yuan.

Ding Dong!

The cell phone rang, and Li Mengda excitedly took out his cell phone, clicked on the text message, and was immediately disappointed and glared at Su Qi angrily. The message was displayed to everyone: "The communication company texted me to pay the phone bill."

When everyone saw the text message, they looked at Su Qi with disappointment, and their eyes were still angry: After all, they were fooled by this guy for most of the time. Although everyone was skeptical, they were still a little excited for a long time, but they didn't expect that he was a liar.

Even the football god Qiu Zhixing turned away in disappointment.

Su Qi frowned slightly, re-read the record, and found that the transfer was correct. He was surprised and said, "It shouldn't be, it was clearly transferred!"

"Hahaha, you keep acting for us! You paid back 300,000 yuan, and now you haven't even received a text message about transferring 30 cents. Mr. Su, Su Baiwan, Su Tuhao, you still use money to build a team for us. Now I don't ask you to give me 300,000 yuan, just borrow 1,800 yuan to settle Li Mengda's mobile phone bill and living expenses first. Su liar, liar... eh!"

Grabbing his teammate's mobile phone and holding it directly in front of Su Qi, Little Shark Liu Mang looked arrogant, but then a ding-dong sound came, and a new text message came, showing the bank information: Your account with the last number 7474 has a balance of 30,000.68 yuan.

Suddenly, Little Shark Liu Mang's mocking face became embarrassed and humble, and his originally arrogant eyes were shocked, regretful, and envious...