"It's not only you, but Murong and Fenghuo." Zhang Ting smiled. Seeing Murong and Fenghuo looking a little surprised, he turned on his laptop.

Zhang Peng and others understood as soon as they saw that the information of three people had been published on the CPL homepage at this time. In the other opened email, the three people saw their photos and their results in the CUPL league.

It is worthy of being a professional club. It is so fast and efficient!

Such a thought suddenly appeared in the minds of a group of people.

"That's it." While this idea came to the minds of the three of you, Zhang Ting said: "Since you three are right here, I will say it straight to the point. I am the head of recruitment of the Thunder Club. To put it simply, it is the club scout that many people call. Our club is very interested in you three. If you want, we can talk about signing."

Signing a contract?

Zhang Peng was stunned. "What do you mean is that you want us to become professional players in your club?"

"Simply put, that's it." Zhang Ting nodded. "If you want, you can become a member of our club, participate in our club's training, and after obtaining professional qualifications, you can represent our club in the professional league. Also, from the time of signing, you have been official members of our club and you can enjoy the treatment of second-tier players in the club."

After Zhang Ting finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Zhang Peng, Murong and Fenghuo.

In his opinion, what he said was absolutely tempting. But what he didn't expect was that after thinking about it, Zhang Peng immediately asked him: "Can you please not have the salary of your club and will not join your club for the time being, but you can train with your club?"

Zhang Ting suspected that he had heard it wrong and asked in a daze, "What."

After Zhang Peng continued to repeat it, Zhang Ting was sure that he had heard it correctly. He looked at Zhang Peng strangely and asked, "Why do you think this way?" After pausing, he felt that Zhang Peng might not understand the salary level of ordinary clubs, so he added to Zhang Peng, "The monthly salary of second-tier players in our club is about 15,000 yuan."

"No." Zhang Peng felt that he had misunderstood his meaning, so he shook his hand quickly, "If you are a professional player, do you have to go to the club every day and participate in your training?"

"Yes." Zhang Ting didn't know what Zhang Peng meant to say that, so he nodded.

"I don't want to participate in a professional club for the time being." Zhang Peng said this to Zhang Ting after receiving a positive answer.

"Why? Is it because of academic studies? It doesn't matter. You can apply for a student status to retain your studies. After you retire, you can go to school." Zhang Ting said immediately: "And now you only have that much salary after graduating from college."
Chapter completed!