Luo Changhai was very enthusiastic about the Chubei Football League, and after getting the financial guarantee commitment from Lin Wenlei, he quickly organized a feasibility seminar for the Chubei Football League and notified him to participate.

So although Lin Wenlei liked the environment and simplicity of Wangjialing, he only stayed in a hurry for one night and rushed to Jiangxia.

In the middle, Xia Mo made another call, saying that he was eating and playing in Yichang, and he was about to return to Jiangxia at that time, and Lin Wenlei said haha about eating in Jiangxia, so he didn't care about it anymore.

Not only did Lin Wenlei find an investigation company to do research and feasibility demonstration, but Luo Changhai was also organizing discussions among people in the sports circles, and this seminar was a meeting to synthesize the opinions of all parties.

The meeting was held at the resort next door to the Jinyu Lake Training Center, and as soon as I got out of the car, I was stopped by Wang Zhihong:

"Recently, I heard that I always run around the city, saying that I can't find a chance to drink tea together, so it's nothing, right? I remember that my brother can still help a little. ”

Lin Wenlei saw that he had just gotten out of the car, but the car stopped for a while, and he should have been waiting for him, but he didn't take the initiative to ask, but followed his topic:

"The main thing is to go to various places to watch the game and inspect the players, our U16 is already short of people, Director Luo also added a task, this time there is a half team to choose new people..."

Wang Zhihong even said that he couldn't help with this, so he entered the conference room together and whispered his intentions:

"Let's sit together for a while, if there is anything I don't understand, I want you to explain..."

Then he sighed:

"Football is simple at first, one or twenty players will be over after a comparison, but the more you understand it, the more bottomless you feel. In the light field, there must be a lawn, a court, as well as tactics, physical fitness, rehabilitation... And it's all a university question..."

Lin Wenlei smiled:

"Well, now there are dozens of people on a well-established coaching team, and the lawn caretakers sometimes make a significant contribution to the game. I've been playing football for more than ten years, and I've been a coach again, and I've found that there are so many things I don't understand. But Brother Wang doesn't have to figure everything out, otherwise I'm afraid that my job will be robbed... In fact, the simplest thing is that the football league is now a business, and it is a good business to benefit all participants, but not to lose money, such as the Asian Cup, the World Cup, and the Europa League. ”

Wang Zhihong pulled him to a corner and sat down, and immediately asked:

"Then do you think Huachao is a good business?"

"Now look, yes. However, not only are the interests of the people who are leaders of Guan Jian different from those of the people involved, but no one can restrain them, and maybe they will turn a good business into a bad business that day, and they are good at doing this. ”

Wang Zhihong smiled and did not participate in Lin Wenlei's complaints, but questioned:

"But the Chinese Super League Club doesn't make money."

"The benefits are not less, the kung fu is outside the poem, now Yuezhou FC is speculating on the market, and they are all investing in it, can you say that there is no benefit?"

Wang Zhihong laughed, and then asked:

"Our Chubei League can't do this."

Lin Wenlei noticed his seriousness, obviously not wanting the Chubei League to become a real estate league. Lin Wenlei also agrees with this idea:

"Then do it according to the business method, relying on broadcast rights and game day revenue regulations. The population of our northern Chubei is similar to that of West Germany, France, Britain and Italy, and it is always possible to make a league that is smaller than them, even if we reach the level of the Portuguese Super League and the first division, the results and social effects have come out. ”

"What's the most important thing for you to pay attention to?"

Lin Wenlei blurted out: Nine cakes in Chinese

"Rules, time."

Wang Zhihong obviously listened to it and began to lean back in his chair and think deeply, while Lin Wenlei began to look at the venue.

The seminar was set up in the conference room of the resort, but there was no rostrum, but only a lecture stage, and Luo Changhai and others sat under the stage.

There are not too many people attending the meeting, looking at the schedule, the morning is mainly to conduct some market analysis and survey results, and in the afternoon, the focus is on league organization, league standards, and club standards.

At the beginning, Lin Wenlei had no intention of escaping, because no one made a report or speech this time, and Wei Hongjiang announced that he would go straight to the topic at the beginning.

The market research they conducted was not much different from what Lin Wenlei found himself, and they all believed that they had the foundation to support a league. The local colors that are closer to the fans also make the Chubei League more local.

Thinking that each game can attract 1-30,000 viewers, and there is still enough TV broadcast market, the Chubei League has a market in the morning to form a consensus.

After Lin Wenlei saw Wang Zhihong away at noon, he planned to go back to the training center for lunch, but before he got to the car, someone called him, and when he looked back, it was Xia Yong, who got off the white Land Rover Lansheng while calling.

I vaguely saw that there was Xia Mo's father in the car, but he was happy to pretend to be confused when he didn't show up.

After asking when Jiang Xia would return to nonsense, Xia Yong inquired about Wang Zhihong:

"Is the person who talked to you just now surnamed Wang ?...?"

After Lin Wenlei nodded, Xia Yong didn't ask again, but cared about Lin Wenlei, seemed very affectionate, and invited them to eat together.

Lin Wenlei didn't have much heart to socialize with them, and said that he had something to do in the afternoon, and he had to go back to the training center to do some work first.

In order to reduce the trouble, Lin Wenlei simply walked through the resort and walked back to the training center through the small door.

In the afternoon, the discussion became intense, about the league organization, that is, the league committee or the football association responsible for managing the league, and how to allocate the seats of the league committee.

Huang Jianxiang, who represents the sports channel, set off the cannon and criticized someone for violating the principle of separation of management and management, wanting to manage everything and not being able to manage anything, thinking that the club should let itself manage its own league.

Fortunately, this was only a seminar, and it didn't decide anything, but it was just a matter of expressing opinions and then moving on to another topic: club standards.

There is a lot of debate on this issue, some people say that it should be led by enterprises, and some people think that there should be a membership system to keep the football club pure.

As for the neutral name and club size criteria, there are debates.

The strangest controversy is the quota for players from outside the province, as well as the quota for foreign players.

Wang Zhihong asked Lin Wenlei in a low voice what he thought, and Lin Wenlei asked him rhetorically:

"What do you think?"

"According to the business theory you said, there should be no restrictions."

In the end, he was a person in the system, and he easily blocked the problem with Lin Wenlei's words.

"Yes. Would a company want to limit its sales and market share? In the final analysis, this is administrative thinking, the competitiveness of the league does not try to improve it, and I want to limit myself first, isn't it some..."

Finally remembering that the person next to him was not Wang Xiaozhu or Yu Tian, Lin Wenlei quickly controlled his mouth and listened attentively to the various opinions of the brick family on the field, which could help open up his brain.