The dried cowpea grinned and looked silly. Why is this so funny when Chen Yingxiong, a loser who was kicked out of the team with his tail between his legs?

Zhong Dajun ignored the dry cowpea, but continued to catch Chen Yingxiong: "Hello, Chen Yingxiong. I am Zhong Dajun, a sports reporter at Shuxi Metropolis Daily. Can I delay you for half an hour. Can I interview you?"

Dried cowpeas will no longer laugh.

He knew Zhong Dajun. Meng Ran just wanted to meet reporter Zhong Da just now. He wanted to do this as a dry cowpea, but he didn't expect Meng Ran to take the lead.

Not only did the dry cowpeas stop laughing, but even Wang Yongjun and Meng Ran were stunned.

Zhong Dajun, a famous football reporter in Chengdu, actually took the initiative to ask for an interview with Chen Yingxiong?! Isn’t this a joke? The Zhong Dajun, who usually only interviews first-team main players and club officials in the club, was called by the club to ask him to come for an interview. Zhong Dajun, who wants to be praised by him and still has to give enough red envelopes, stood in front of them and actually asked for an interview with Chen Yingxiong!

Chen Yingxiong has heard of Shuxi Metropolis Daily and has a great influence in Chengdu, but he doesn't know that Zhong Dajun can attract reporters even when quarreling with people on the side of the road. Isn't that a coincidence?

He and Dracula looked at each other and then made a decision.

No matter what, being interviewed by a reporter is always a good thing, which means he is famous. But it is not possible now.

"No problem, but I have to make an appointment for another time. I'm going to play today." He pointed to the bar. "You can contact my agent for the specific time."

broker?

A few people around him were dumbfounded again? When did this kid Chen Yingxiong have an agent? And... looking at Dracula who came up... he was still a fucking foreigner?! Only Wang Yongjun has an agent here. Meng Ran and Gan Cang Tao have just been promoted to the first team and have no agent yet. Wang Yongjun also knew that in the entire national team, except for Sun Jihai and other overseas players, they are all local agents and foreign economic people. How can Chen Yingxiong afford it?

Dracula, who had been watching the show next to her, stood up and handed Zhong Dajun a business card. Regardless of whether Zhong Dajun could understand it, she spoke fluent and standard London-style English to Zhong Dajun: "Hello, I am the hero's agent Vlad Dracula. This is my business card. I have my phone number on it. If you have any questions, you can contact me directly. Thank you."

His speaking English made everyone around him stupid - although they couldn't understand a single sentence, just look at the gentlemanly style and you will know that he is definitely a person with status!

Zhong Dajun was also shocked - he didn't expect Chen Yingxiong to have an agent so soon! But after thinking about it carefully, he scored ten goals in the eleven league rounds and signed new contracts. It's probably not too much to have an agent...

So he also handed over his business card: "Hello, this is my business card... Then I will contact you by phone tomorrow morning?" He also tried to use English, but his English was much bumpy, and it also had a strong local accent, and a mouthful of salt and salt came to his face.

Who is more stylish? The right one is right?

When Chen Yingxiong saw Durcula put away his business card, he nodded, then turned around and said to Wang Yongjun and others who were already stunned: "Tell me, please report an account, I will call you tomorrow."

Wang Yongjun didn't say anything because he hadn't come back to his senses from what he had seen with his own eyes...

Only then did Zhong Dajun remember that Wang Yongjun still had to sell one of his favors...

He quickly said to Wang Yongjun, who was stunned, "Wang Yongjun, what if you trust me... leave the car matter to me." After that, he turned his head and smiled at Chen Yingxiong, "Let's do it now, go play with you first. When I interview you tomorrow, the car matter will be resolved together. What do you think, hero?" This title immediately became intimate, and then look at his expression, as if he and Chen Yingxiong had known each other for a long time...

Some people try their best to show their faces in front of the other side, and some people can make the other side impress him by understatement.

The gap!

Chen Yingxiong doesn’t care: “Okay, then I’ll wait for your phone call tomorrow, Mr. Reporter.”

After saying that, he and Dracula turned around and walked towards the bar gate.

Those who came out of the bar to watch the fun all made way and watched the two of them walk into the bar gate.

Meng Ran looked at Chen Yingxiong's swaying back and snorted: "What are you trying to play amateur football in Russia?" He was still unhappy that Chen Yingxiong and Zhong Dajun had ignored him just now.

When Zhong Dajun heard this, he turned his head to look at Meng Ran who was talking. This was the first time he looked at Meng Ran tonight.

"You guys know nothing!" He cursed at Meng Ran. In front of these people, he regained his aphor as a big-name reporter. "If you can score ten goals in the 11th round of the Russian Premier League, you can also be dragged!"

Meng Ran is still unclear about what level of the Russian Super League is, but Wang Yongjun, who is more in the world than he sees, was stunned. He still knows a little bit about the Russian Super League. It is Russia's top league, and it is currently ranked sixth in Europe, second only to the traditional five major leagues!

What does it mean to have nearly ten goals in eleven rounds of leagues in such a league? He is also an offensive player himself, and he is very clear about what this data means.

"He? He is in Russia..." He pointed to Chen Yingxiong's back and said in confusion.

Zhong Dajun nodded: "He is the main center of the Russian Super League powerhouse St. Petersburg!"

Meng Ran and Gan Chuangtao were completely stupid. The Chen Yingxiong he knew should be an idiot who was mediocre in his business and could only play in the youth team before the game. How could he be an assistant center in the Russian League powerhouse? Does he have that ability?

Just when Meng Ran and Gan Cowpea were stunned and confused, Zhong Dajun turned his head and said to Wang Yongjun: "Don't suspect that he can't afford to pay the money, people can really afford to pay the money..."

Meng Ran didn't know what to say. What he saw tonight was beyond his understanding. First, the bastard picked up a stone stake and smashed his new car, and then the Zhong Da reporter who had to deal with him carefully actually took the initiative to ask Chen Yingxiong for an interview with a flattering look... You know, in the team, the club hired others and gave red envelopes, so they were willing to come... Then the bastard actually played football in the Russian Super League and scored ten goals in eleven rounds! Such efficiency is really amazing...

"How can he afford to pay?" Gan Chuangta couldn't help asking. Why can this Chen Yingxiong do it too? Is he still the Chen Yingxiong he knows?!

"Do you know how much he earns in a week?" Zhong Dajun asked the people in front of him.

"Uh..." The dried cowpea couldn't answer. Who knew Chen Yingxiong's income... He always thought that Chen Yingxiong was kicked out of the club and could only work everywhere.

Zhong Dajun stretched out four fingers.

"Four hundred?" said the dried cowpea.

Zhong Dajun shook his head.

"four thousand?"

Zhong Dajun shook his head again.

"Difficult... Could it be 40,000?" Dried cowpeas were scared by the numbers they said. This is absolutely impossible!

Zhong Dajun nodded: "Euro. 40,000 euros, 400,000 yuan."

Although Zenit did not officially announce this number, he still knew the number from the Russian media when collecting Chen Yingxiong's information. He was shocked at that time.

It’s 400,000 yuan a week, and 1.6 million yuan a month. It’s really not difficult to pay a BMW 5 Series that costs 300,000 to 400,000 yuan a week...

Wang Yongjun, Meng Ran and dried cowpea all opened their mouths wide, staring at Zhong Dajun with wide eyes. If Zhong Dajun immediately smiled and said, "I lied to you", they would definitely breathe a sigh of relief.

But not.

The two female companions around them couldn't help but exclaim. The income of 400,000 yuan in a week was completely beyond the scope that the two of them could understand!

So a group of people now have to accept this fact, and the "losers" they had been smugly laughing at before are indeed doing better than them now!

Because of the fight, he was fired by the club, and then went to Russia, becoming the absolute main force of the team... They were almost able to outline such a roadmap from their minds.

Wang Yongjun glared at Meng Ran fiercely. It was all this boy! If he hadn't said that the other party was a parking car, how could there have been so many things after this?

Unfortunately, Meng Ran did not see his vicious eyes, and he had already lowered his head dejectedly.

I tried my best to drive my competitors out of the team, and was this what I got in the end?

After Chen Yingxiong handed over everything to Zhong Dajun, he walked into the bar with Durcula. After entering, he asked, "Why did you speak English just now? People may not understand."

Dracula said seriously: "Don't you always speak foreign languages ​​when you show off?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned for a moment, then reacted and laughed.

He never smiled so heartily.
Chapter completed!