Once the salary cap system is introduced, it will definitely be the super giants who will suffer the most.

Star, Blue Ocean, Burning Sky, King Kong ...... Not a single one of them can run.

The more strong players in the club, the higher the salary, that's for sure.

So this will touch the interests of many wealthy families.

But these people also have to admit that what Sun Weimin said is indeed reasonable.

After so many years of development, the Chinese Super League is now basically a commercial league through and through.

The biggest selling point of the league is the warriors, but it is the businessmen who manipulate it behind it.

And the most fundamental purpose of a businessman is to make money.

Not to mention anything else, with the help of Chenxing, Lafayette's assets have already doubled several times.

If, once the wage cap system is introduced, these businessmen lose more than they gain, they will naturally reduce their input.

Then the current trend of huddles will be curbed, and those small clubs that have not had a title for many years will catch up.

This is something to be expected.

"That's not easy, is it?" Doubts have been raised.

Sun Weimin nodded: "Of course it's not easy to do, but if our General Administration wants to implement it, then all clubs must bear it." ”

"It's hard to say." Someone muttered in his heart.

The General Administration is indeed awesome, but since ancient times, officials and businessmen have not been separated, and there are few backers behind those big businessmen.

For example, Galeries Lafayette, the richest man in the world, has a network that can definitely reach the sky.

Take her under the knife, can she bear it?

It's unrealistic to think about.

At this time, Yang Wushu knocked on the table.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Wudi.

Everyone knows that it is Yang Wudi who can make the final decision.

It's just that Sun Weimin jumped out to make this kind of suggestion this time, and it seems that there is something delicate between the two.

In politics, there is never a shortage of smart people.

Yang Wudi didn't explain anything, but asked them directly: "What do you think of Director Sun's proposal?" You can speak your mind. ”

After a moment of silence, someone spoke.

"The merit is in the contemporary, and the benefit is in the future."

"It's very difficult to implement, but once it's done, the merit is immeasurable."

"Director, I'm more straightforward, don't mind. I believe that once this measure is implemented, we will all retire with honor, and the results will become the next one. ”

Someone said this directly, and the others were silent.

Countless histories have proven one thing:

Doing good deeds does not necessarily lead to good rewards.

Qin Shi Huang built the Great Wall to facilitate countless people in later generations, but he himself was hailed as a tyrant.

Yang Guang dug the Grand Canal, which was also a move that benefited Qianqiu, but it led to his death and the death of Li Shimin, who was cheapened in vain.

It's the same thing.

The bosses behind the wealthy clubs are inextricably linked in the political arena.

There are even some clubs that are themselves controlled by large state-owned enterprises.

How easy is it to collect money from them?

Yang Wushu also fell silent.

But at this time, Sun Weimin suddenly spoke again:

"Director, if you believe me, I'll do it."

Yang Wushu looked up suddenly.

"Old Sun, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know, Director, you are a newcomer to the airborne, and you have the heavy responsibility of reform, so you can only sit in the rear as a marshal and charge into battle, of course, you have to leave it to us."

Yang Wushu still wanted to speak, but Sun Weimin waved his right hand and directly stopped Yang Wuving.

"Director, I'm almost seventy years old, and I'm about to retire. An old man, there is nothing to hope for. I don't care if you don't offend anyone. At my age, I don't want anything else, just a good name. Having done this, I think my image in the history books of later generations should be very good, and that will be enough. ”

Sun Weimin is so frank, but it makes others very uncomfortable.

In the political arena, everyone speaks half of what they say, half hide and half hide, and it is rare to see this kind of straightforward and straightforward expression.

Yang Wudi also seemed to be uncomfortable.

He groaned and said, "Sun Ju, after you retire, I will do my best to ensure your ministerial-level treatment." ”

The corners of Sun Weimin's mouth showed a hint of joy.

Yang Wudi then said: "That's all for today's meeting, Sun Ju will stay for a while, and everyone will go out first." ”

After everyone else left, the conversation between Yang Wudi and Sun Weimin changed to a different style.

"Old Sun, thanks to you today." Yang Wushu got up and patted Sun Weimin on the shoulder.

Sun Weimin laughed: "Help each other, and we are indeed doing good deeds." ”

"Yes, we're doing good."

Yang Wushu nodded, and in front of Sun Weimin, he dialed the phone number of the Wudang faction's Qingfeng Dao Chief.

"Invincible?"

"Master, I want a place for the true disciple of the Wudang Sect."

"To whom? When to do it? ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang is the current head of the Wudang faction and the actual controller of the True Martial Arts Club.

"Great Sage, you should have heard his name, now you want it."

"That super genius of the empire on which the sun never sets?"

"Yes."

"Okay." Qingfeng Dao Chang didn't ask much.

He believed in Yang's invincible proportions.

Hanging up the phone, Yang Wudi said to Sun Weimin: "You can let him participate in next year's draft." ”

"Thank you, Bureau Yang."

At this time, Sun Weimin was obviously a lot more sincere.

When the elderly reach retirement age, they do not value money and power very much.

But they will value fame and future generations more.

Few people know that the most popular super genius in Britain is actually the illegitimate son of his unsuccessful son.

Again, in the political arena, everyone says half hide and half hide.

Sun Weimin is certainly not a saint.

But Yang Wushu doesn't need a saint either.

"The matter of implementing the salary cap will be handed over to the Sun Bureau." Yang Wuving's eyes were deep.

Sun Weimin's chest clapped.

"No problem, Yang Ju rest assured."

It's a political deal.

But it's not just politics about this deal.

Half an hour later, Lin Qi received a text message.

Then, she started making constant phone calls.

No one knew that from Lin Qi, within a month, she leveraged billions of funds, provided jobs for 32 people, and reached more than 50 cooperation agreements with companies opened by relatives of some political dignitaries.

Sending money directly is the lowest level of bribery.

Yang Wushu disdains to accept it, and Lin Qi will not send it.

But in the face of a huge interest group, there is only one other interest group that can compete with it.

Yang Wudi, as an official figure, cannot come forward.

Lin Qi is the most suitable candidate.

Connections, energy, money, and most importantly – proportion.

"Yang Ju, happy cooperation."

"I hope you don't become the next Lafayette."

Yang was invincible standing in the shadows, and his voice was unfathomable.

Lin Qi stood at the junction of light and shadow, with a charming and mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.