The World Champion Pretended to Be a Passerby and Was Stunned by the Sixteen-year-old Me

Unexpectedly, from beginning to end, Su Zhe's expression was as calm as ever.

Can't see any mood swings.

After a while.

Su Zhe closed the contract template and returned it to Liu Lang.

"Well, I'll think about it. I'll discuss it in detail when I return to Beijing."

He is not omniscient, and he cannot discern whether there are loopholes in some legal terms and conditions.

Many athletes with high commercial value will have a professional team of agents around them.

Professional people do professional things.

Having an agent can help athletes save a lot of effort and unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Yuan's business contract is to find a very powerful brokerage team in the industry to take full responsibility.

Before, he had given Su Zhe the contact information of the brokerage team.

It's just that Su Zhe has never been able to meet the other side.

one by one

Three years and [-] million endorsements are indeed a sky-high contract for a rookie like Su Zhe who has just joined the national team for more than a month.

At the same time, it also proved that after this National Table Tennis Championship, his fame and worth have skyrocketed dozens of times again.

However, what made Su Zhe uncomfortable was that the reason why Naike offered [-] million endorsements was to tie him up for three years.

The contract also clearly stated that the one-year short-term Naike would not be considered at all.

Even if Su Zhe lowered his worth to five million, it would be useless.

If we don't cooperate, we need to cooperate for three years.

These are the two paths that Naike puts in front of Su Zhe.

For the average athlete, three or two years doesn't really matter.

But Su Zhe was different. He didn't know where he would go in three years.

How many fields will be involved, how many fans will there be, and how many times the commercial value will soar...

[-] million to sell for three years, this price is not enough to impress him.

"Ok?"

Hearing Su Zhe say that he had to think about it, Liu Lang almost thought he had heard it wrong.

[-] million sky-high price!

Compared with the first quotation for Su Zhe, this has skyrocketed forty or fifty times!

For a working family with a very average income, how could this figure be rejected? !

Liu Lang couldn't understand Su Zhe's decision.

He couldn't help but emphasized again, "Mr. Su Zhe, these [-] million yuan are all cash! As long as you sign the contract, it will be credited to your account all at once!!"

After Liu Lang finished speaking, Su Zhe showed a slight smile on his face and nodded, "I know."

Liu Lang's lips moved slightly, "Then you?"

Su Zhe smiled and said, "I'll go back to Beijing the day after tomorrow. I'll give you an answer before next week."

"It's… okay."

Liu Lang sighed.

Su Zhe's performance and composure were not like that of a high school student at all, but he was more composed than an adult who had worked hard in society for more than ten years.

Su Zhe's final answer also made him a little frustrated.

He drove more than [-] kilometers to Cangzhou in high spirits, just wanting to be one step ahead of other companies and to start first.

Sign Su Zhe's endorsement in advance.

The result was good, the astronomical price of [-] million did not impress him.

Liu Lang really doesn't know whether Su Zhe doesn't like money at all, or whether the price has not reached his psychological expectations...

Either way, it's not good news for him.

There was something else that worried him.

According to the grapevine he got,

With an offer of [-] million in three years, there are several companies whose psychological price is similar to this.

And these two days are also going to find a chance to contact Su Zhe.

Liu Lang was very worried that the order would be intercepted by other companies.

But at the moment there is no other way.

I can only wait for Su Zhe's news with peace of mind.

"Mr. Su Zhe, then I won't disturb you for now. I hope to get good news from you next week!"

Liu Lang drank the coffee in one gulp, wiped his mouth and said.

He then packed the contract into a bag.

He got up and walked to the front desk, took out a hundred dollars, and slapped it on the marble countertop.

"Pay for two cups together, don't look for it!"

After missing a word, he turned and walked out without looking back.

However, as soon as he took a step, he heard the voice of the young lady behind.

"Sir! Sir! Mocha is 38 yuan, Blue Mountain is 88 yuan, and the two cups are 126 yuan in total!"

"..." Liu Lang paused.

His face turned blue and white.

He took out another hundred from his wallet, turned around and shot it on the stage.

Then, strode out of the shooting star.

"Sir, I want your change!" The lady at the front desk shouted from behind.

"No need!" Liu Lang waved his hand.

The door slammed shut.

His back disappeared from the sight of the lady at the front desk.

Parking space outside.

On a BMW [-] Series.

Liu Lang slapped the steering wheel fiercely.

"Damn brat, [-] million don't look good! Damn small city, things are so expensive, slaughter people!!"

Inside the cafe.

Seeing Liu Lang driving away in a BMW, Su Zhe drank the coffee in his cup without hesitation.

Later, he took out his mobile phone and called the brokerage team introduced by Zhang Yuan.

We agreed on a time and place to meet when we got back.

After coming out of the cafe, Su Zhe glanced at the time, it was almost six o'clock.

Uncle Mu got off work at about half past six.

He stepped towards the house.

Getting ready to cook for myself tonight and make a delicious meal.

Mu Fei shouted in the previous video that she hadn't eaten the sweet and sour pork ribs he made for a month, and she couldn't be greedy.

……

Hongjiang District.

Six buildings, one unit, first floor.

Su Zhe unlocked the lock with the key and just opened the door.

A fragrant wind rushed towards him.

Mu Fei hung on him like a koala.

"Brother, did you win the lottery??"

"Why did you buy me so many gifts!!"

She blinked her eyes happily.

"..." Su Zhe helplessly patted Mu Fei's shoulder and said, "Pay attention to your image. Go down first, did you forget that you are wearing a skirt?!"

"Oh!"

Mu Fei blushed and jumped down quickly.

He tugged at the skirt with his hands.

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"Brother, what are you holding?"

She noticed that Su Zhe was carrying a white bag in his hand and couldn't help asking.

"Pork ribs!" Su Zhe smiled, "When I first came back, I went to the market and bought two kilograms. Don't you want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs in your dreams?"

Mu Fei's face turned even redder when she heard it.

She did talk to her brother once before.

At night, I dreamed that I was eating sweet and sour pork ribs, and when I woke up, my pillow was wet with saliva...