Three sentences, not a single point.

Especially the look in his eyes, which was serious and determined, made Jiang Yan's blood boil all over his body suddenly.

You're not alone.

I'll help you.

Since falling from the altar and retiring with serious injuries.

Countless people's regrets can't withstand this sentence, which is shocking.

Jiang Yan's throat was moving, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"How can you help."

Qiao Yu stretched out his slender and slender knuckles and compared a "two".

"In two steps."

"First, the popularization of national martial arts, professional events, professional rings, and public recognition."

"Second, support for national fighting, special investment, special operation, and perfect classification."

Qiao Yu was born with a keen instinct for business.

Speak clearly, in a coherent manner.

"Only by popularizing national martial arts and having a large audience can we qualify for bidding for the International Ring Competition, and now we will start from Yucheng and develop slowly, needless to say."

"But martial arts has been popularized for a long time and is getting better and better, but the international recognition of my Daxia athletes is too low."

"First, there are few professional rings in my country, and the subsidy bonuses and event bonuses I get are small, and the athlete allowances can't keep up, and it's too difficult for non-professional and semi-professional players to get ahead."

"If you enter the national team, this road is too long, it's not that you don't have talent and ability, it's that you don't have money."

Jiang Yan's eyes darkened.

He is now a coach himself, how can he not understand.

The training salaries and subsidies of the team members are all funded by him, and he came to Xia Kexing because he wanted the team members to get the event bonus and maintain their lives.

Otherwise, who would play against non-professional players?

"Therefore, we must promote more professional events in China, and this professional event must be transformed, and business and professionalism go hand in hand."

"I'm in charge of making money, you're in charge of selecting players and coaches, and we're training all the way, growing all the way, and in the future, in the international ring, we will strive for everyone to have a place."

"Let outsiders see, I'm Daxia, and I'm also very strong!"

Qiao Yu's pattern is too big.

Her plans and goals have never been shining alone.

A fire can light up the road in front of you.

But the fire of the stars can stretch for thousands of miles and endure!

She chose to be the one who lit the fire.

Burn the fire of Daxia even more vigorously!

Jiang Yan was excited.

Qiao Yu's goal made his heart, which had not been restless for decades, hot.

The confidant he seeks, so it is.

He smiled.

This smile made the wild and difficult training of the whole body become a little gentle.

He said.

"Okay."

Let's work together.

I'll help you.

"Good brother."

Qiao Yu held the cup in his hand.

Jiang Yan smiled heartily: "It's a bit of a man." ”

Qiao Yudang didn't hear this.

She sat a little closer, next to Jiang Yan, and poured him another glass.

"Brother Jiang, we are both brothers, then I'm not welcome, little brother, I've been very tight lately, give me some money to spend?"

Depend on!

You kid!

So the ambition just now wanted to cheat the silver?

Jiang Yan didn't want to pay attention to her and wanted to beat her.

"Brother Jiang, it's still not a brother."

It's you.

"Brother Jiang, a good brother should stick a knife in both sides."

I want to stab you twice.

Jiang Yan was as stable as an old dog on the surface, and slowly poured a glass of wine.

Qiao Yu looked anxious.

Do you want to give money or not!

She pressed his hand on the table and grabbed his wrist.

If you don't give money, you don't want to leave.

Jiang Yan was stunned.

He looked at the hand on his wrist.

Qiao Yu's hands are slender and fair, with distinct knuckles, and they are particularly beautiful.

He has rarely seen a person who was born with such delicate hands.

Men's hands, why do you want to look so good.

"Brother Jiang, don't you agree, it's too much of a brother."

Jiang Yan came back to his senses.

"Okay, okay, you let it go."

Two big men, greasy and crooked, what do they look like.

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Her brother gave him a hard hug on the shoulder.

"Brother Jiang, I know you're the best!"

Jiang Yan's body stiffened.

(End of chapter)