Wood and the visiting Woox sat in the living room while Sophia went to the kitchen to make tea.
Woox handed over a business card again. The title on it had been changed to Professional Football Agent. He looked up at the other party. Woox smiled and explained to him, "I'm tired of the show business."
Wood was not interested in knowing the backstory of other people. He put the business card aside and looked at Woox but did not know what to say. He had never done such a thing before. .
Woox saw Wood's embarrassment. As an agent, he had to be considerate of his employer. He could not let go of even the smallest details. If he could do this, he could win the other party's favor. This was the same whether he was facing professional players or celebrities.
Since Wood did not know what to say, he would do it.
Woox kept a smile on his face and then said his purpose of looking for Wood, "It's like this. I know you don't have an agent yet, Wood?"
Wood nodded. Compared to the agents who only called once or twice, the person in front of him was clearly more familiar.
"Then I hope to be your agent … Ah, thank you, madam." Woox took the warm teacup from Sophia's hand and put it on the table. He continued, "I will be fully responsible for your contract negotiations with the club. I will help you contact various brand sponsors, do a comprehensive package for you, and make the most detailed and beneficial financial plans for you … So that you can continue to make money even if you don't play football. Of course, I'm not trying to persuade you to leave professional football. But you know, no matter how well you play football, if there is no one to package and plan you, you can't become famous and make more money. Look at David Beckham. He is a symbol of success. "
Everyone in England knew how successful Beckham was. Wood was well aware of it. Although he was now in Spain, his influence in England did not diminish with him.
"And Beckham's success is inseparable from his team of agents." Woox took a sip of black tea. "George, you have all the conditions to become an idol star. Now you just need a good agent." Unknowingly, he had changed the way he addressed Wood to "George" to make the two seem closer.
After Sophia made tea for the visitor, she sat next to Wood and listened quietly. She did not make any suggestions or questions. In her eyes, Wood had already grown up. He should be the one to make the decisions.
Wood thought for a long time and finally thought of a key problem. "But you don't have experience as a football agent."
Woox knew he was going to ask that. It was true that he had just become a full-time football agent and looked like a newbie in the industry, but that was just "looking like". "Of course, I don't deny that I've never been a football agent before. But I have very, very rich experience as an agent. I think there are common points between acting agents and football agents. If I become your agent, we don't have to have much to do with football in the near future … I'm saying this to ask: George, have you ever thought about leaving the Forest team? "
This question was a little abrupt. Wood was stunned for a moment, then he frowned. Even Sophia, who was standing beside him, could not help but change her expression. Woox saw everything and knew that Wood had misunderstood again. He quickly explained, "I'm not encouraging you to leave. I'm just asking if you've thought about this."
Wood shook his head. It was true that he had never thought of leaving Nottingham Forest. To him, playing for the Forest team was everything. Why would he want to go to another club?
"You see, since you've never thought about leaving the club, I'll basically have very little to do with football. Our first job is to expand your influence and reputation outside the football field, and that's what I'm best at," Woox said confidently. "I have a wide network of contacts outside of the football field. What's the most important thing about being a manager? It's contacts. I know there are many agents looking for you at the same time. I don't know what they're promising you. But I have the confidence and ability to nurture you into the most profitable professional player and the most successful football star. Not only that, I'll plan for your future and use the money you earn now to invest. In the future, you won't have to worry about having no income after you retire. "
This was what Twain meant to him. That was what Tang En meant when he told him. If he retired, the money he earned from playing football would be used up one day. He did not have any skills. Was he supposed to work as a porter? Wouldn't it be better if the money he earned now could be used up in the future?
Wood asked, "If … If I sign a contract with you, what do I need to do?"
Hearing Wood say this, Woox knew he had a chance. Without the annoying Tony Twain here to hinder him, it would be easy to deal with this inexperienced kid.
"You don't need to do anything." Woox smiled. "You'll still be the same as you are now. You just need to play well and perform well on the field. That's the basic guarantee that I'll help you fight for more benefits. Of course … when you're not playing, you might need to attend some commercial activities with me, such as filming advertisements … "
"Like the boss?" Wood was referring to Tony Twain. He had just gone to London to film an advertisement.
Woox did not react at first. Then, he remembered Twain's matter and nodded. "Yes, just like that. You'll feel a little busy, but compared to your benefits, that is insignificant. " Woox was like a demon from the abyss, using sweet words to entice the kid in front of him to accept his conditions … "You'll earn a lot of money. You don't have to rent a simple apartment like this. You can buy the best mansion in the best place, with a swimming pool, tennis court, garage … If you want, you can even build your own football field. At that time, you can hire a lot of servants. Your mother … "He looked at Sophia and smiled." She can enjoy all of this in peace and not have to work hard anymore. "
Wood turned to look at his mother. Sophia was smiling at him.
Why did he, a silly kid who did not know anything, go to Tony for? Why did he agree to receive training in the youth team and receive a low stipend? Why did he immerse himself in training? Why did he embark on the path of professional football?
Woox took out a stack of documents from his bag and placed it on the table. "This is a plan I've drawn up for you. It analyzes your strengths and market audience …"
These things were Woox's last treasure. It was a detailed packaging plan tailored for Wood … But Wood did not seem interested in it. He interrupted Woox's incessant chatter and said, "I agree to let you be my agent."
Such a simple sentence had determined their future.
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