Conquer America, Start with a Boxing Champion

Bang! Bang!

In the boxing training ground, Link hit the sandbag with his fists alternately, his expression focused and serious, his footsteps and hits full of rhythm.

De La Hoya stared at him for a while, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Link is now worth four or five billion, a pop star, a movie star, and the best boxer. He also won 12 gold medals in the recent Olympics. He is considered the greatest athlete in the world and has won a Medal of Freedom.

For someone like him, who has money, fame, status, and everything, De La Hoya doesn't understand why he can still keep his original intention and train unremittingly.

If this situation happened to other athletes, they would probably choose to retire and go home to lie down and enjoy themselves.

"Hey, De La Hoya, is Link still training?"

Frank came over with his assistant and asked.

De La Hoya looked back at Frank in a suit. This guy looked like he had just attended a cocktail party. "Why are you running over here at this time? Link just said that no one can disturb him when he is training."

"Okay, I know, I just want to sign a contract with him, an endorsement contract."

Frank smiled.

Hoya glanced at him and gritted his teeth and said, "I heard that Link has taken a lot of advertising endorsements recently. The media said there are 40 or 50 of them? Each endorsement costs hundreds of millions of dollars. Link can make billions of dollars just from advertising endorsements this year. Is it true?"

"Haha, that's too exaggerated. There are not 40 or 50. I have more than 10 and Ms. Anna has more than 10, about 30. But if you count the endorsements that Link had before, there are about 40 or 50."

Frank laughed.

"Is it true that each endorsement costs hundreds of millions?"

"Haha, not so much. Some are more than 100 million, and some are tens of millions. Link's requirement is that he will not accept endorsements below 30 million. The main reason is that he is too popular. Brands all over the world are waving checks to ask him to be an endorsement. If he doesn't set a minimum amount, he will be too busy to shoot commercials."

Frank shrugged his shoulders.

Hoya gritted his teeth when he heard this. Other stars want to take advertisements but can't get them, but Link has set a minimum endorsement fee. He will not accept endorsements below 30 million per year. This is too exaggerated.

An advertising endorsement earns 30 million per year, more than 30, and the advertising income is more than 1 billion US dollars per year.

Link is becoming more and more like a money printing machine.

"You can make a lot this time, right?"

Dynasty Promotion is one of Link's brokerage companies, mainly responsible for sports advertising endorsement business.

In this Olympics, Link became popular again around the world, and his fame worldwide is even higher. It is said that this guy has more than 1 billion fans worldwide, more than MJ's fans at the beginning.

Link is famous, and he has received more endorsements. Frank and Dynasty Promotion can also earn a lot of agent share. According to the minimum 3%, 1 billion endorsement funds are more than 30 million share, which is the same as free money.

"Haha, not much."

Frank waved his hand, and when he saw Link stop, he shouted and walked towards Link with a folder.

Hoya looked at Frank with envy. This guy only spent more than 10 million plus 30% of the shares to sign Link. The contract was worth less than 30 million at the time, but in the following four years, Link helped Dynasty Sports earn 400 to 500 million US dollars, and will earn more in the future.

Frank was so lucky that he picked up a walking money printing machine.

Frank and Link chatted for a few words over there. Link took a pen to sign the document, and then Frank did not continue to disturb him and came out with a folder.

"Hoya, are you free? How about a drink together?"

Frank smiled.

"No time, I have to guide Hopkins in a few trainings. I am very busy and have no time to drink."

Hoya said with a gloomy face.

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

Frank left hurriedly with his assistant, as if he was busy picking up money.

Hoya hummed with envy, and was about to give Link some pointers when he suddenly smelled a nice perfume. Before he turned around, he saw Emma Roberts coming over with two glasses of juice. She had loose golden hair and wore a suspender skirt, looking cool and pretty.

"Hi, Emma, ​​are you here to train with Link again?"

Hoya grinned and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Emma didn't mean to talk to him any more. She looked at Link and walked straight over. After a few steps, she looked back at Hoya, "Hoya, do you have anything else to do?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, okay, see you later!"

Emma turned around and closed the door of the training room.

Hoya's face darkened, and he curled his lips unhappily. In fact, he could guess what the two guys were doing inside without closing the door.

Last month, after training, he was going to the locker room to ask Link to watch a boxing match.

When he walked to the door, he heard a voice that all men could understand coming from the locker room. Thinking of Emma being there before, the person making the noise must be Emma.

He originally planned to wait at the door and tease Link, but he waited for an hour and it didn't end.

It was too abnormal. In that situation, he couldn't tease at all, so he could only leave with anger.

After knowing that Link and Emma had an abnormal relationship, he would stare at Emma and Link every time he came to the training ground, and found that the two would stay in the locker room or bathroom for a while after training.

Originally thought that Link would be weak in the legs after such a mess, but after careful observation, it was found that it was not the case at all. Link trained more seriously than before and was energetic every day.

That state was so enviable.

What made him even more envious was that Link had a beautiful star by his side during training.

Comparing Link's current situation, De La Hoya found that he had been too hard during training and did not know how to combine work and rest.

It's a pity that it's too late to know now, and I can't afford to play when I'm older.

Hoya sighed, shook his head and left.

——

Link trained at Muscle Beach for three or four hours and sent Emma away. He drove to Staples Arena to watch the WBO title challenge between Morales and Andre Redier.

After Link gave up the gold belts of the four major organizations last year, the masters in the light heavyweight field took action one after another and divided up the four gold belts.

Among them, Carl French won the WBC gold belt, Arthur Abraham won the IBF gold belt, Andre Ward won the WBA gold belt, and Andre Redier won the WBO gold belt.

Last year Morales participated in the WBA Challenge and met Andre Ward and suffered a defeat.

This year he signed up for the WBO Boxing Championship Challenge again, and after six games, he successfully won the title of Boxing Challenger.

Today is the day that Morales launches a challenge to WBO boxing champion Andre Redier.

After 12 rounds of competition between the two sides, Morales knocked down his opponent three times, and finally won the game with a clear score advantage and became the WBO light heavyweight world champion.

Morales has also become another sparring champion in the boxing world.

"Morales, that's great. Your performance today was so perfect. Even if Link comes, he may not be able to beat you."

As the boss, Hoya shouted happily.

Morales was about to leave the stage with his gold belt on. Hearing his words, he almost fell off the stage. He bared his white teeth and said: "De La Hoya, don't yell, Link is also here."

"Oh, is he here? Where is he?"

De La Hoya looked around and found a man in a peaked cap waving to him in the front row, with Paul Walker sitting next to him.

"Hi, Link! I got the gold belt too."

Morales walked up to Link and smiled.

"Congratulations, you played well this time, and your skills have improved significantly."

Link gave him a fist bump.

"Haha, thank you for this. Without your guidance, I would never have gotten the gold belt."

Morales said.

"No, you won the gold belt because of your own hard training. You don't need to thank anyone."

Link laughed.

Later, De La Hoya heard the conversation between the two and felt very unhappy. Morales was his boxer. He usually gave Morales advice during training and would also help arrange tactics during games.

Now that Morales won the gold belt, instead of thanking himself, he went to thank Link.

"Mario, you are now the world boxing champion. Have you ever considered changing to another agency? I think Dynasty Sports is more suitable for you than Golden Boy Promotions."

Link glanced at Hoya and said.

"Bullshit, Link, you're poaching me in front of me?"

Hoya said unhappily.

"Okay, then I'll talk to Mario in private."

"No, you don't need to talk to him. Mario is doing well with Golden Boy Promotions and there is no need to change any agency."

Hoya said.

"Really? I heard that Mario only gets 40% of the match prize money now. If he is promoted in Dynasty, the WBO world champion will get at least 60%."

Link crossed his legs and smiled.

"That was the previous contract. Now that Mario has become the world boxing champion, we have prepared a new contract for him. It is definitely better than Dynasty Sports. Mario, believe me, Golden Boy Promotion is definitely the best choice."

Hora said, grabbing Morales.

"Mario, what do you think?"

Link laughed.

"Hey, I'm doing pretty well in Golden Boy Promotions, so far, that's it."

Morales grinned with big white teeth.

"Well, that's a shame."

Link said.

De La Hoya glared at Link. He knew that Link said this because he wanted to help Morales get a better contract, but the company originally wanted to change the contract for Morales, which was about 50-50.

Being interrupted by Link in this way, the company not only had to pay an additional 10% of its income, but it also made it look like Link had obtained benefits for Morales.

Link didn't spend a penny and got a favor in vain. This guy is so treacherous.

"Mr. Baker is here."

"Mr. Baker, excuse me, would you like to be interviewed by me?"

"Mr. Baker, someone broke the news that you took doping at the Olympics to win so many gold medals. What do you say to this?"

The reporters at the scene were originally preparing to interview the new boxing champion Mario Morales, but suddenly found that the recent man of the hour Link was here.

The wolves, who smelled the smell of blood, crowded over one after another. They were worried that Link would not take over, so they raised some controversial issues in advance, hoping to keep Link.

"Sorry, Morales is here today. You should interview him. If you have any questions about me, you can contact my agent and I will answer your questions. Everyone, please cooperate."

Link said with a wave of his hand.

Wallace and Bob also stood up to block reporters.

The reporters were unable to interview Link, so they had to shift their focus to Morales. However, when asking Morales questions, they would always mention Link and ask how much help Link had to Morales. Asked Morales if he met Link, would he have the confidence to defeat him, etc.

"Link, you are so popular now, how does it feel to be a big star?"

Paul Walker laughed.

"You are also a big star, so you have to ask me such questions."

Link and Paul Walker stood up and walked out.

"Haha, it's different. Compared with you, let alone me, Tom Cruise, Schwarzenegger, Tyson, and several of them combined are not as good as you. Many media praise you as a miracle of mankind. I agree with this statement."

"Every life is a miracle, not just mine, so you don't have to worship me too much. I still hope you can treat me as an ordinary person like before."

Link joked.

"Who worships you? Besides, you are an ordinary person. I have never regarded you as a superman."

Paul Walker smiled with his mouth curled.

"That's good."

Link smiled lightly and left Staples together.