Chapter 8 Unequal Contracts

Igor sat at his desk, waiting for Zhang Shu to arrive. Two identical contracts have been prepared on www.biquge.info table.

He didn't ask his boss for advice. It's just a sign of a youth team player, and it's a free signing, these are small things that Igor can decide on his own as the head coach and head of youth training, and he can't make the mistake of alarming Athletic director Maulo Pedesori.

It should have been about the same time, and Igor got up from his seat and straightened his clothes.

"Knock knock" The wooden door was knocked rhythmically three times, and with Igor's voice of "please come in", Zhang Shu and Tindy walked into the small office.

Igor invited the two to sit down at the table. Then he handed the two contracts to the two: "This is the contract we are going to provide for Zhang, you can take a look at it first, and if there is anything unclear, just put it forward." β€œ

Tinty picked up the contract and flipped through it roughly, and there was nothing too complicated about this kind of youth team contract. Soon he read it and put the contract back on the table.

For youth players, they don't pay much attention to what is listed in their contracts. More things that are relevant to them will never be written in the contract, such as the importance of the manager.

Zhang Shu had also read the contract, in fact, he didn't understand much, before he went abroad, he only learned Italian for simple daily communication in the study class, and listening, speaking, reading and writing only stayed on the first two words.

Seeing that Zhang Shu had also finished reading the contract, Tingdi took a breath and prepared to start fulfilling his duties as an agent.

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By the way, last night, Tingti had successfully become Zhang Shu's agent. As a professional football agent, after seeing Zhang Shu's performance in Milan, Tingdi will never let this jade in his hands be poached again. In order to avoid long nights, the night before coming to Brescia, Tinti proposed to Zhang Shu to make himself his agent.

"Okay." Before he could say the career plan that he wanted to describe to Zhang Shu in detail, Zhang Shu had already agreed to Tingdi's suggestion. Such a crisp answer made Tinti's prepared lines become nonsense.

"Aha, then Zhang, in the next five years, we will work together happily." After being stunned for a few seconds, Tingdi finally reacted and stretched out his hand to Zhang Shu with a happy smile.

"Huh? Five years? Isn't it permanent? Zhang Shu looked dazed.

So Tingti, who couldn't cry or laugh, carefully explained the terms of the broker contract to Zhang Shu. As a regular agent registered by the Italian Football Association, the signing time with the player is generally five years, and the commission of income also has a specified proportion.

However, for Zhang Shu, who agreed to sign a contract with him without knowing anything, Tingti's heart was still a little moved.

What a naΓ―ve child. - Tinty thought to himself.

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But now, Tinty hates Zhang Shu's naivety immensely.

As an agent, even if it is a youth contract, out of professional ethics, Tingdi still has to fight for Zhang Shu's interests.

After all, with this first professional contract, Tinti wants to show his employer what he has cultivated over the years.

First of all, the contract period is too long, 7 years, which even exceeds the length of the brokerage contract between himself and Zhang Shu. This is certainly unacceptable.

However, Igor also has his own reasons.

"The long-term contract shows how much we value Zhang. He's going to be at the heart of our youth team and beyond and we're going to have to make sure he's consistent. ”

"But it's too long, and as far as I know, most youth contracts are for three to five years."

"Zhang is different, he has not received professional training. His fitness was so poor that he showed signs of fitness after only 30 minutes of today's game. We need one to two years for him to have the same physical qualities as everyone else. ”

"Mr. Igor, I also know some knowledge about physical training, and Zhang doesn't need that long at all. He's only 16 years old, and you and I both know that his future is limitless. Do you plan to let Zhang still receive the salary of the youth contract when he is 23 years old? ”

Zhang Shu, who had nothing to do, watched Tingti and Igor fight over each other. He wanted to determine his future as soon as possible, so he spoke.

"Or seven years, right? I think it's a good place too. ”

Looking at Igor, who instantly showed a treacherous smile, Tinty couldn't wait to strangle Zhang Shu to death.

Igor was very happy, and the more he looked at Zhang Shu now, the more pleasing it became. He smiled and said to Zhang Shu, "I promise you'll fall in love here, Zhang." Rest assured, as long as you perform well, I think this contract will be replaced by a new one soon. ”

"Okay, so let's talk about wages, Zhang has shown enough sincerity to the team, I think the club should make more of a statement on salary." His clients took the initiative to turn over their hole cards, and Tingti decided not to struggle with Igor on the length of the contract, and instead pointed to the salary figure and said to Igor.

The old fox Igor doesn't take Tindy's stubble at all now, and it's much easier than getting up and fighting a lot of battles to open a gap in Zhang Shu's body. "Zhang, do you have any requirements for an annual salary?"

Zhang Shu stared at the ceiling and thought for a while, "Just eat and live!" ”

Tindy squirted out a mouthful of water.

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When Tindy walked out of Igor's office, it looked as if he had been dragged into a small dark room by ten big men.

"Zhang, you know what, I just signed one of the most humiliating contracts of my agent career." Tinti's face was loveless.

However, Zhang Shu, who was immersed in the joy of becoming a professional footballer, was destined to fail to understand Tinti's feelings. "Calm down, calm down." The cheerful Zhang Shu comforted Tingti.

Brescia signed a 7-year contract with Zhang Shu, and in terms of annual salary, Brescia certainly won't really just eat and live. After all, it is also a club in Italy's top league, and if it is really signed according to the standards mentioned by Zhang, the club will become the laughing stock of the whole Italy. Under Tingti's arguments, Zhang Shu's salary barely reached the highest level among the youth players.

"Well, anyway, congratulations, Zhang. Now you're a professional footballer. ”

To celebrate Zhang Shu's successful signing, Tingti drove back to the city of Brescia with Zhang Shu. At the restaurant, called Dolcevite, Tinti feebly raised his glass to Zhang Shu.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the Cathedral of Brescia faces them across the street. The evening sun stained the church golden, and through the huge deciduous windows, the sun shone on the two men.

"Don't worry about the contract, Tindy." Zhang Shu raised his glass of mineral water and touched it with Tinti. "Want to hear me tell you a story about the contract?"

Under the setting sun, Zhang Shu's eyes sparkled.

"More than 100 years ago, my motherland was defeated in the war and forced to sign free trade agreements with many countries. These agreements have been referred to in our history books as humiliating unequal agreements. ”

"Because my homeland was too weak at that time, we could only allow the goods of other countries to be dumped on us and plunder our wealth."

Tinti looked at the teenager opposite in wonder, why did he suddenly talk about this.

"Later, we rose up and all the unequal agreements were abolished." Zhang Shu continued. "But last year, we went to great lengths to join the WTO and re-sign a free trade agreement with them."

"In the end, the Americans couldn't stop us. Now it's our turn to dump goods on them. ”

"You see, the same agreement, when we are weak, is unequal and humiliating. But when we are strong, we become the most powerful weapon. ”

Zhang Shu paused, looking into Tinty's eyes.

"The contract doesn't matter at all, what matters is whether I'm strong enough!"

Tingdi smiled, he understood what Zhang Shu meant.

"Children, there are always so many crooked theories."

He scolded with a smile, looked up and drank the wine in his hand.