Over the past few years, Qin Xiong and Sylvia had devoted more effort and energy to their son, Qin Ye, in their private lives. This year, they began to sleep separately from Qin Ye, allowing Qin Ye to have his own small room next door. The husband and wife had returned to their previous state of being inseparable. They seemed to have no feelings and tended to be dull, sometimes even more passionate.
After a passionate lovemaking session, Qin Xiong lay on the bed with his wife in his arms. After a moment of tenderness, Qin Xiong suddenly said, "I don't really want to accept * * * *'s proposal. Originally, I built the Football Home without asking for anything in return. It is a charity, but the football school he wants to build is charging. Although there is a proposal to waive all fees for special students, I always feel that it is a deviation from my original position."
Sylvia lay in Qin Xiong's arms, her fingers unconsciously rubbing gently on his chest. She said softly, "In fact, there is no conflict. He wants to build a brand and even leave a name for himself in China's football world. Only you can bring him great influence, so he has to find you to cooperate. Otherwise, his football school will not last long. Even if you are just an honorary principal of the football school, it will have an immeasurable effect. But he knows you won't agree, so he invited you to join.
"What's good about it?"
"I am not being stingy with the promotion of charity, but from a practical point of view, the development of charity depends on our income. If your career starts to decline after you retire, then your income will decrease, and the scale of charity will naturally shrink or stop. But now, with his plan to build a brand effect and integrate the branded football school into the football industry chain, plus your personal brand can also be included, this will bring long-term benefits. Some benefits are visible and tangible, while some benefits are unquantifiable. He must have seen this and figured out your dedication to charity. That's why he put this plan in front of you. "
Qin Xiong thought about Sylvia's words carefully and felt that it made sense.
In the past six years, he had built 12 orphanages named Soccer Home all over China, averaging two a year.
He had already invested about 50 million RMB, which was about 20 weeks of his salary, but this was all his income.
However, these orphanages did not have a stable income. They could only rely on some subsidies from the government and donations from people from all walks of life. If they were unable to continue, Qin Xiong would generously donate from his own pocket.
This was not a long-term solution. Qin Xiong could donate more money and hope to build more orphanages. But one day, he would not be able to fork out the money. If this continued, it would be a bottomless pit.
And the government wants to build football schools all over China on a large scale. This is business!
Of course, students with financial conditions would be charged for coming to the schools, including the future youth league. As long as there were sponsors and policy support, Wanda Group would be able to gain both fame and fortune!
Wanda Group's condition for Qin Xiong was that once Qin Xiong decided to join the plan, Qin Xiong would have a certain percentage of shares. It could be said that Wanda Group was giving him money, but Qin Xiong also needed to take time out to participate in some business activities to attract sponsorship and improve the brand's influence.
In return, Wanda Group promised to build a Soccer Home every year. The scale and financial investment would be at least the same as the Soccer Home that Qin Xiong had already built.
Qin Xiong was convinced by the results.
This would help the charity that he wanted to invest in develop better, so why not?
He was not a person who fished for fame. Why should he insist that charity and business must not interact with each other?
After a few days of thinking, Qin Xiong handed the matter over to Freddy and Sylvia to handle.
After the end of the FIFA match, Qin Xiong went to the club's training ground the day before the team's assembly. There were already staff members at work, so he called a coach to the training ground to guide him. Unexpectedly, Qin Xiong saw Alonso also training alone on the training ground.
"Hi, Harvey."
Qin Xiong greeted Alonso, who was doing warm-up exercises. Alonso, who was wearing a training uniform, looked back and saw Qin Xiong. He said in surprise, "If I remember correctly, the team's assembly day is tomorrow. Am I confused?"
"Maybe you've been in the ward for too long. You're kidding. You're right. I'm just not used to being in Gary. "
Alonso joked, "Why? Isn't there a small field behind your house? Do you still dislike it? "
Qin Xiong looked at the vast training ground of the Melwood Training Ground. There were several standard fields combined to form the training ground, and the view was extremely wide.
"Yes, the small field doesn't make me interested. I always feel a little depressed. It feels better here."
After that, Qin Xiong and Alonso began to train together. Alonso, who had recovered from his injury, needed some time to recover to his best condition. First, he had to restore his physical fitness, and then improve through games.
After training, the two men sat on the training ground to rest. Alonso took a sip of water and handed the bottle to Qin Xiong. Qin Xiong also took a sip.
"I have a question. When will you be satisfied?"
Qin Xiong suddenly heard Alonso's question. After thinking carefully, he said, "I don't know. Maybe it's because I'll never get the World Cup, so I always hope to fill this regret with other honors. But the more I get, the more I feel regretful. Then I hope to get more. In this way, it seems to be trapped in an endless loop."
Alonso pondered for a moment and nodded. "I understand. I can understand your feelings. Because if you were in any of the top ten national teams in the world, you would have the hope of lifting the World Cup. But in the China team, even if you could create history in Asian football, the World Cup championship? There's no hope in this life. And your current height makes you have regrets. This is normal. In fact, it's pretty good. Excluding the World Cup, you're already the most successful player of this era. "
Qin Xiong smiled and shook his head. "But I'm still not satisfied. I want to get more. Maybe it's just a simple victory for me to enjoy. That's all. I don't want to stop."
Alonso turned his head to look at Qin Xiong's sharp eyes and ambitious smile. He suddenly laughed.
"Yes, just a simple victory is enough for us to enjoy. Why should we stop?"
Qin Xiong laughed loudly.
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