Pepsi Cola is really refreshing, after listening to Ling Feng's opinion, he immediately agreed, and as Old Man Li thought, they all covered the cost, as long as Ling Feng agreed to be the image ambassador, he would give Ling Feng another $500,000 for image endorsement.

However, the preparation time needs to be slightly longer, but considering that there is not much time left during the winter break, Pepsi Cola has compressed the preparation time, and decided that a week later, Ling Feng will officially announce the "Pepsi Cup" China U15 Football League in front of the media, and the advertising film shot by Ling Feng and Ronaldo will also be released at the same time.

Mainly because Ling Feng was too lazy to make another promotional video, he was tired!

Now Ling Feng's only task is to go to the Football Association to apply for relevant procedures, although he has no good impression of the Football Association, but at present, they are still quite useful, Ling Feng had to go to Beijing.

The formal procedures are very simple, but the cumbersome things are not required procedures.

The officials of the Football Association were overjoyed when they saw Ling Feng coming in person, first commended him for his glorious achievements in winning glory for the country, and then pulled a large number of people to come together, saying that they would have a good drink with Ling Feng.

It's just who is Ling Feng? Can he be bluffed by a few glasses of wine?

At the wine table, the leaders shouted: "Cheers to our star of hope!" ”

Ling Feng pretended to be tender: "Oh, I'm still a minor, I can't drink yet, the coach said that drinking alcohol affects the player's body very much." ”

So everyone happily drank a large glass of Wuliangye, and Ling Feng accompanied them to make a glass of orange juice.

The leaders shouted again: "Cheers to the future of Chinese football!" ”

Ling Feng pretended to be stupid: "The future of Chinese football depends on the strong support of your uncles and uncles, come on, I'll see you cheers!" ”

So everyone drank it happily again, and Ling Feng also happily solved a glass of orange juice again.

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After three rounds of drinking, the leaders were lying on their chairs with their stomachs upside down and talking nonsense, and Ling Feng began to shout: "For the complete success of this U15 football league, let's have a toast!" ”

So the wine was empty again, and Ling Feng still drank orange juice......

Ling Feng: "For the sake of ......, let's do it again!" ”

Leader: "I can't drink anymore, besides, we drink it, so why don't you drink a little!" ”

Ling Feng was very refreshing: "Okay, I'll make an exception to have a drink with you today!" You must keep it a secret and don't tell the instructor! ”

Seeing Ling Feng so refreshing, all the leaders applauded and cheered together, more than a pound of wine went down, who cares if the other party is a child or not, it's not okay not to drink at the wine table!

Ling Feng picked up a glass of "wine" and shouted, "Uncles and uncles drink for me for the first time, let's toast!" ”

Drink again! However, Ling Feng was with Sprite, and while drinking Ling Feng, he also thought that Coca-Cola was still quite good, at least they had more than one drink, and they would not have signed a contract with Pepsi if they knew it, so he couldn't drink Coca-Cola products in public now.

successfully shook down all the leaders, and the guards looked at a circle of drunk football association bosses like dead pigs and Ling Feng, who was like no one, and secretly admired in their hearts: "Sure enough, he is the first person in Chinese football, and he is ......invincible even when he drinks."

There were still five days left before the press conference, and Ling Feng had finally dealt with everything now, and what was left was time to go see Uncle Wang.

Sitting on the train and returning to his hometown, Ling Feng was very tired from running back and forth during this time, but when Ling Feng got off the train, he felt relaxed, after all, this is his home.

Ling Feng was still dressed in full arms, loose casual clothes, a lowered sun hat, and a pair of black sunglasses, this look was probably unrecognizable even if Si Yue stood next to him.

After getting into the taxi, Ling Feng was going to go directly to Uncle Wang's restaurant, but he hadn't seen him for three years, and he didn't know if the fat man Wang was fat again now.

Along the way, what stunned Ling Feng was ...... There were large posters of him hanging everywhere, almost every store door, Ling Feng asked the driver with a smile: "Master, why are you plastered with Ling Feng's photos everywhere here?" ”

"That's it!" Speaking of Ling Feng, the driver suddenly became energetic, "Don't you know? Ling Feng is our fellow countryman, he is from here to the world! ”

"Of course I do." Ling Feng smiled and stopped talking, with the experience of talking with the driver in Shanghai, he knew that if the conversation was interesting, then the other party would definitely start to talk endlessly.

Is it still necessary to have someone else introduce you? Who knows themselves better than they do?

The car turned a corner, and Ling Feng accidentally caught a glimpse of two large posters of himself and another girl hanging on a large clothing store, and that girl made Ling Feng feel a little familiar, and when he wanted to take a closer look, the car had already driven away.

Finally arrived at the place where Uncle Wang used to open a shop, and as soon as he got out of the car, Ling Feng was immediately dumbfounded, this place has changed too much, right?

The once crowded bungalow building has disappeared and been replaced by a row of imposing high-rise buildings, and the fan restaurant of the Fat King has long been gone, replaced by the "Perak" Hotel, next to a huge photo of Ling Feng.

Khan ......, needless to say, this must have been opened by Uncle Wang, because the team name used to participate in the "Big Mac" Cup at that time was the Thunderbolt team, and after so many years, Fat King's knowledge has not grown at all.

After paying the fare, Ling Feng swaggered into the door of the hotel, he planned to give Uncle Wang a big surprise.

The waiter quickly greeted him and asked, "Sir, is it a private room or a reservation?" ”

Ling Feng glanced at the waiter and smiled, "I'm not here to eat. ”

"Are you here to find someone?" The waiter still had a smile on his face: "What is the box number?" ”

"I don't know what box it is," Ling Feng laughed, suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "Where is the fat king?" Tell him I'm here to collect protection money! ”

The waiter was stunned for a moment, Ling Feng was very satisfied with the effect of this deterrence, but when he turned his head to look, the eyes of the people around him were not scared, but pity, which made Ling Feng very depressed......

Sure enough, a group of people quickly gathered upstairs, and then they heard a loud voice: "Who doesn't want to ****** to dare to go to Lao Tzu's hotel to collect protection money, didn't you inquire about what kind of character my fat king is?" ”

Ling Feng's jaw suddenly fell to the ground, obediently, his figure was a little rounder than before, an extra-wide suit was estimated to be tailor-made, and the already sparse few rubs of hair on his head were combed and shiny, matched with his oily fat face, and the whole reflective leather ball......

"Who are ******? What about the boy who doesn't know the height of the sky? Uncle Wang looked around as he walked, and it was difficult for him to walk so fast.

Ling Feng put one foot on the bench, and said with a smile: "It's me, Fat King, what do you say to do with me?" ”

The fat man was stunned, he had never seen such a bold one, and he dared to make trouble even though he knew his name, but this person looked very familiar......

Ling Feng walked up, patted Uncle Wang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "You don't know me anymore, you really don't have any conscience at all, if it weren't for me back then, how could you be so beautiful!" ”

The fat king is getting more and more confused, there are not many people who are qualified to say this, is it ......

Ling Feng took off his sunglasses and hat, hugged the fat man king fiercely, and shouted, "I'm back, Uncle Wang!" ”

"You, you're Xiao Feng?" The fat king still couldn't believe it.

"Nonsense! It's not who I am! Ling Feng scolded with a smile.

"Kaede! Wow! Xiao Feng, you're back! I miss me! Uncle Wang cried out as soon as he spoke, he never dreamed that Ling Feng would come back when he said he would come back.

"What are you crying about when you're such a big person, are you happy to see me?" Ling Feng said with a smile, just like Uncle Wang and a child.

"Happy, of course happy!" The fat king cried like a tearful man, and this scene couldn't help but remind people of a woman who was alone in an empty boudoir and finally waited for her long-lost husband......

The people around immediately surrounded him, it was really Ling Feng!

Ling Feng let go of Uncle Wang and hugged several teammates who had fought in the "Big Mac Cup" before one by one, making the eyes of other customers red, it was an incomparable honor to be able to hug Ling Feng!

The fat man king immediately began to shout: "Everyone, pay attention, today our store is 7% off, all customers of our store can get Ling Feng's signature and a group photo, everyone as soon as possible!" ”

Ling Feng smacked Uncle Wang fiercely, and said depressedly: "Damn! Advertise with me again! Honestly, did I use my reputation to build such a big hotel? ”

Uncle Wang smiled wryly, and a young man next to him smiled and said: "You just know, when Uncle Wang opened this hotel, he advertised that this was Ling Feng's home, so the business was so prosperous, especially this year, when you performed so well in Ligue 1, Uncle Wang immediately prepared a large-screen TV to play the video of your game, and it was full every time." ”

Although he didn't remember the name, Ling Feng knew this person, he was from the same team back then, but he didn't have a deep friendship with himself, so he forgot his name.

At this time, the people around crowded up, asking Ling Feng to autograph, Uncle Wang took the opportunity to escape, Ling Feng smiled and signed while cursing this dead fat man in his heart, I don't know what he is most annoying is to sign people!

The news of Ling Feng's return home spread throughout the city in an instant like wings, and almost all of them gathered at the Fat King's "Thunderbolt" Hotel, not for anything else, just to see Ling Feng's demeanor with their own eyes, and it was said that there was a chance to take a photo with Ling Feng, and a group of little girls ran over like.

Soon there were thousands of people outside the hotel, many people couldn't get in and shouted outside the door, and the security guards couldn't stop them, so they had to call the fat king for help.

The Fat King was now squatting in the corner of the lounge on the top floor, and Ling Feng was looking at him with trepidation.

"Xiao Feng, you see that we are both so familiar, it is understandable for me to use your name for advertising," Uncle Wang smiled and flattered Ling Feng: "You see that it is not easy for Uncle Wang to do business now, you can do it, help me get a guest, you see that you have finally come back like this." ”

"You know that I didn't come back this time?" Ling Feng almost shouted, "You know how busy I am now, and I came back to see you, you dare to advertise me?" You said that the thousands of people downstairs asked me to sign and didn't sign me softly! ”

Uncle Wang continued to smile: "Xiao Feng, I know it's not easy for you, but there's no way, you are so famous now, even if I don't say it, the whole city will know about it, just take this opportunity to make a good profit, anyway, you have to sign it, this is called maximizing benefits!" ”

Ling Feng was completely speechless, he hadn't seen him for a few years, this fat man had become an out-and-out profiteer, and even the surplus value of his own people had been squeezed like this, what else could he not do?

But the flow of people below is still growing, and at this speed, I don't know how much it will take to stop, listening to the slogan that everyone shouted together: "Ling Feng Ling Feng I love you, just like a mouse loves rice", Ling Feng felt weak for a while.

There is no way, now you have to go out to catch the ducks on the shelves, if Ling Feng runs away, the angry fans will definitely think that Uncle Wang is lying to them, and it will be a trivial matter to dismantle the store at that time.

Ling Feng finally appeared, and in the midst of the commotion around him, Ling Feng suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the crowd suddenly fell silent, followed by a high-decibel scream.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" Ling Feng shouted to everyone with the microphone, and the voices below gradually quieted down, but people's emotions were still frenetic.

"Thank you very much for your support to me, you should be able to guess that I just returned to China because of something, and the winter break is coming to an end soon, I have to rush back to France as soon as possible, so ......" Ling Feng paused, kicked Uncle Wang who was squatting next to him, and said in a low voice: "What do you stop, continue!" ”

"So......" Ling Feng read aloud with the Fat King, "I can only leave a hundred signatures today to ...... to the first hundred customers of the hotel."

"Holy!" Ling Feng kicked Uncle Wang again: "Use me to advertise again!" ”

The crowd below immediately fell into a ruckus, and people were far from satisfied with just a hundred signatures......

"What now?" Ling Feng said viciously to the Fat King.

"This ......" Uncle Wang wiped the beads of sweat on his shiny scalp, and suddenly had an idea, stood up and grabbed the microphone, and shouted to the people below: "Hello everyone, I am the owner of Perak Hotel, and I am Ling Feng's ......."

Suddenly, a tomato was thrown up, and Ling Feng was sighing about the arm strength of the person who threw the tomato, and a shout came from below: "We don't want this fat man, we want Ling Feng!" ”

The fat man wiped the sweat from his head, hid behind the window and shouted loudly to the microphone: "I have discussed with Ling Feng, he will leave a lot of photos of his signature, anyone who has spent more than 1,000 yuan in this store will be able to get Ling Feng's latest signed photo, the time limit is unlimited, everyone is welcome to consume!" ”

Ling Feng looked at the noisy crowd and the proud fat man below, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This is the real profiteer!" ”

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