In the conference room of the Wolfsburg club, Raiola and Schmidt sat opposite each other.

"First of all, I want to ask you what you think of Sun Xiang." Raiola asked directly at the door.

'It's good, he's one of the most promising players I've seen in years.' Schmidt replied.

"One of them? That is, you have seen other ones before? ”

'Mbappe in Paris, Ousmane Dembele in Barcelona, Gabriel Jesus in Manchester City, these are all players with great potential.

"But you have to know that Sun Xiang is only 17 years old, and he hasn't even trained professionally before that." Raiola retorted.

"If that's what you say, then he was really amazing today." Schmidt is undeniable.

"You should know that, otherwise we wouldn't be sitting here talking about this useless nonsense. Now I want to know how much you think Sun Xiang is worth? ”

As soon as he arrived at the conference table, Raiola seemed to have a different face, and the "vampire" who made many wealthy families tremble was back.

"Tell me about the price in your heart.....

"An annual salary of 200 million, and guaranteed playing time." Raiola struck a haughty posture.

"2 million! You are crazy? Schmidt's eyes were about to pop out, he never expected Raiola to open such a big mouth.

"No, I'm certainly not crazy. According to you, Sun Xiang is one of the most promising players, so he belongs to the same level as players such as Mbappe. Okay, I've got a set of data here, and I'm going to read it to you. ”

As he spoke, he took out a document from his briefcase and pulled out a table full of data, which read:

Mbappe, 18 years old, has an annual salary of 15 million

Dembele, 20 years old, has an annual salary of 5.3 million

Jesus, 20 years old, has an annual salary of 4 million

Marcus Rashford, 19, $1.3 million (2016)

.........

This list shows the annual salaries of all potential rising stars in today's football.

"After reading this list, do you think I'm asking for a high price?"

Raiola pushed the list to Schmidt, who looked at it carefully.

"Although what you said is right, we really can't take this risk with 2 million, you must know that Gomez's annual salary is only 6 million." Schmidt shook his head, apparently he couldn't accept the price.

"And how much do you want?" Now it's Raiola's turn to ask.

Schmidt thought for a moment, "The annual salary of 800,000 can't be higher." ”

"800,000? Why don't you grab it, do you think Sun Xiang's performance is worth the damn 800,000? ”

"It's not worth it, but we can't guarantee if he's a flash in the pan....."

"1,000,000, including floating clauses, plus a share of the prizes." This is Raiola's final bottom line, and it must not be less than 1 million.

Schmidt didn't squeak, it was clear he was considering.

After a long time, Schmidt asked faintly:

"Mino, don't you think it's going to make it hard for me?"

Hearing this, Raiola knew that the business had basically been won

"No, on the contrary, I think it's helping you."

"Help me? I don't see it. ”

"Trust me Martin, this kid will surprise you!"

"Okay, I'll believe you once....."

Schmidt smiled bitterly, he really lost to this "demon" this time....

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Back at the hotel, Sun Xiang jumped directly into the bathtub and took a bath. It's been a day that has choked him.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Just when Sun Xiang was immersed in the two-square-meter bathtub, the phone suddenly rang.

Sun Xiang shook the water in his hand and slid his phone.

"Good evening, Mr. Raiola." Sun Xiang said angrily.

"Good evening, Wonder Boy, if I'm not mistaken, you should enjoy life in the bathtub."

"It would have been perfect without your call." Saying that, Sun Xiang lay down in the bathtub again.

"Don't do that, I'm here to tell you the good news. Congratulations on getting your first professional contract! ”

"Really? So you got it? "Sun Xiang felt a little incredible.

"You don't know how you're doing? Doesn't it prove that you're really better than them when you can play against the first team? Raiola is still like that, instilling in his players the idea that "you are the best player in the world".

But Sun Xiang still knows how many pounds and taels he has.

"Mr. Raiola ......"

"Don't call me Mr. Raiola, it seems that we are so distant, just call me directly." Raiola said

"Well, Raiola, what did you talk to Mr. Schmidt about at the time?"

"Well, you'll know the details tomorrow." Raiola deliberately sold out.

"Tomorrow? Why? The club plans to sign tomorrow? ”

"Because there is a game on November 4th, the team still has to register you, sign up, etc., and finish it early. That's it, I'll be in touch with you tomorrow morning. Raiola then hung up.

"Tomorrow......"

Sun Xiang put his mobile phone back on the table by the bathtub, turned on the music, played the "My Future Is Not a Dream" that he had listened to countless times, and quietly soaked in the bathtub.........

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Early the next morning, Sun Xiang received a call from Raiola, asking him to gather at the gate of the Wolfsburg club at 11:30 p.m.

At around 11:20, Sun Xiang came to the door of the club.

"Sun Xiang, here!" Raiola stood inside the building and shouted.

Sun Xiang pushed the door and walked in.

"Raiola, didn't you say half past eleven? Why are you here so early? ”

"Isn't this here to greet you, let's go, Schmidt is already inside."

Raiola led Sun Xiang into the conference room.

Seeing the two walk in, Schmidt quickly got up to greet them.

"Sun Xiang, this is your contract, take a look." Raiola took the contract from Schmidt's hand and handed it to Sun Xiang.

This is a German-English contract, so Sun Xiang doesn't look very difficult.

The contract reads:

Annual salary of 1 million; 5,000 goals and 1,000 assists; won the Golden Boy Award of 100,000 yuan; 20,000 ..... for the best team at one time

"This ...... All included?! Sun Xiang looked at the series of numbers in the contract, and his mouth couldn't close in surprise.

"Of course, but most of it is up to you to fight for it." Raiola replied from the sidelines.

The 10-page contract list, Sun Xiang went back and forth and carefully read it for more than half an hour, and then breathed a sigh of relief and signed his name at the end.

"Okay, then you can choose a number of your choice."

Choosing a number, Sun Xiang's favorite is still No. 4, but the owner of No. 4 is Camacho, so Sun Xiang can only change to another number.

Among the other numbers, Sun Xiang chose the 28th because his birthday was the 28th.

In this way, Sun Xiang officially became a part of Wolfsburg, which is the third active Chinese player to enter the Bundesliga after Zhang Xizhe and Zhang Yuning.

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"Martin, I have two more requests." Raiola said abruptly to Schmidt, who was sorting out the papers.

"What requirements? A raise is out of the question, it's already signed! "Schmidt is now in the shadow of Raiola.

"It's not this, I want to ask the team if they can arrange a place for Sun Xiang to stay, it's not suitable for him to stay in a hotel all the time."

Apparently, Raiola wanted to trick another apartment out.

Schmidt certainly knew his intentions, but he did agree with Raiola.

"Well, I'll ask you if I can get an apartment." Schmidt replied.

"Okay, then the second request, can you match Sun Xiang with a German teacher, it's really difficult to understand German here."

Schmidt couldn't agree more with this second request, saying that language barriers often lead to breakdowns in the relationship between players and the team, so this should be a top priority.

"Don't worry, I will find a German teacher for Sun Xiang, and try to find someone who is also Chinese, which is more convenient."

"I'm relieved to have your words, then we'll leave first, remember to contact me if there's anything!"

After saying that, Raiola left the club with Sun Xiang.