When Yang Xiaozhuang returned to China, he was startled as soon as he landed in Beijing. He was recognized by fans as soon as he appeared at the airport. At first, only a few people asked for autographs and photos. Next... hundreds of people gathered in one go, and then thousands of people!

This incident really scared Yang Xiaozhuang. If it weren't for the time he came back, because of Raiola's insistence, he would have brought his bodyguards back with him, he might have been "eat" by the fans at this time!

This is because our domestic fans are still relatively rational, otherwise the two bodyguards he carried with him could not maintain order at all. Fortunately, the airport security personnel discovered the situation and immediately concentrated their security forces to maintain order. Wen Guang also brought the two drivers and his male secretary to help, and only then did the order be maintained.

Moreover, the most slutty operation was made by Wen Guang. He actually took out a large stack of "signed" photos of Yang Xiaozhuang wearing Manchester United No. 7 jersey from the male secretary's backpack, and sent it to the fans quickly. Soon Yang Xiaozhuang and the others got out and got into the two cars driven by Wen Guang and the others.

"My God!"

After getting in the car, Wen Guang was still patting his chest: "My brother Zhuang, why are you still coming out of the normal passage? You are like this... Why don't you know where to walk from the VIP passage?"

“VIP access?”

Wen Guang shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, next time you take a plane, remember to go to the VIP channel yourself, otherwise the situation will become like this today. You are the world's highest-paid player. By the end of the year, you will definitely be the World Footballer. Don't be an ordinary player yourself!"

Yang Xiaozhuang understood after thinking about it, and nodded with a smile, "Brother Guang, I understand, I will pay attention next time! By the way, where did you get my signature photo? A copy?"

Wen Guang glared at him: "Bad! I asked me, the secretary, to imitate your handwriting!"

ah?

Yang Xiaozhuang was a little confused: "Then... the fans won't notice it, right?"

Wen Guang laughed and said, "It's impossible! These fans are all taking autographs from us, so they will definitely not think that there are fake ones! Haha, since we have run out, let's not worry about the others!"

Yang Xiaozhuang nodded with lingering fear. He was suddenly surrounded by so many fans just now, and he was really shocked. The bodyguards he hired were useless abroad, but he didn't expect that he would come in handy when he returned to China.

And this time, Yang Xiaozhuang finally understood why Raiola said to himself when he signed a new contract with Manchester United... Yang, you will soon realize what it means to your career by getting the world's highest salary.

This time when he returned to China, Yang Xiaozhuang realized the difference from before... his fans seemed to be more!

It's much more obvious!

When the car started, Wen Guang said to Yang Xiaozhuang: "Brother Zhuang, after you signed a new contract with Manchester United this time, the impact on you and me is really too great."

Um?

Yang Xiaozhuang was stunned for a moment. Where did he start with this sentence?

Wen Guang laughed and said, "Brother Zhuang, you have now received the highest salary in the world and are about to officially reach the top. This also makes many domestic brands want to invite you to endorse! Especially those sports brands that have something to do with sports, that's crazy! Just these domestic sports brands are calling me every day, and I want to ask you to endorse! The prices are also higher than those of each one!"

Yang Xiaozhuang nodded: "Well, this situation... I can imagine it, but Brother Guang, what impact do you think of on you?"

Wen Guang laughed and said, "Brother Zhuang, you don't know. Just because you have become the world's highest-paid player, my reputation in the circle of agents has suddenly become bigger. Now there are more players who want to invite me to be an agent! It's no exaggeration to say that our domestic players with some strength want to invite me to be an agent! Brother Zhuang, thank you for this matter!"

Wen Guang's eyes were red. In the past few days, Yang Xiaozhuang signed a new contract with Manchester United, becoming the world's highest-paid player, which also made him soar and became the number one agent in the domestic football circle. Now all Chinese players want to sign contracts with Wen Guang, so... Maybe they will have the opportunity to play football abroad and make a lot of money!

Yang Xiaozhuang laughed and said, "Brother Guang, don't say that. You are my teacher's brother, and you are still my elder!"

Wen Guang shook his head firmly: "Brother Zhuang, we are all our own people, don't worry, I will not forget Lao Liu! To be honest, I established an agency company. I arranged a consultant position for Lao Liu and gave him shares. His dividends this year are indispensable. I hope I can help him!"

"Hmm? Brother Guang, what did you help? What happened to Teacher Liu?"

Wen Guang was stunned: "Brother Zhuang, you... don't you know?"

"What do you know? Brother Guang, hurry up and say, what's wrong with Teacher Liu? Did he encounter any difficulties?"

Wen Guang hesitated for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Hey, I thought you knew it, and I thought you might go back and meet him..."

"Brother Wen, tell me the point!"

Yang Xiaozhuang's face became serious, which means he... was angry!

Wen Guang quickly said: "That, it's actually not a big deal. It's just that Lao Liu's father is sick and has pancreatic cancer. He is currently receiving treatment in Beijing. But you also know that the treatment level in our country is average, and Lao Liu's father does not have medical insurance, so Lao Liu is just a little financial pressure! But I've paid him a dividend on the advance payment, and there are seven figures in it, so I'll give him some more..."

"Brother Guang, why didn't you tell me about this? I have money here, so you can just call Teacher Liu's card. Pay more attention to this aspect and call him directly with as much as possible."

Wen Guang smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Zhuang, it's not that true! If you have money, I have it here, but you don't know the temper of Lao Liu. I said it was the dividends given to him by the company, and he was unwilling to accept it! In fact, my company is not so profitable. Lao Liu accounts for 5% of the technology stocks, and he has a dividend of one million in half a year. How is it possible! Alas, he... is just too stubborn!"

"Teacher Liu..."

After saying this, Yang Xiaozhuang also smiled bitterly. The Liu Yu he remembered was indeed such a stubborn temper, but this was his true mentor. How could he not help if he encountered difficulties?

No money... Then I will find a way to cure your father's illness directly!

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaozhuang immediately took out his cell phone and called Raiola's phone...

"Minau, I'm in China... Well, don't worry, I've already had a round with Wen... I have an important thing that needs your help. Do you know where to treat cancer?...Boston, London...then London!"

When he made this decision, Yang Xiaozhuang looked determined... Without Liu Yu teaching him to play football, he would not have performed well in the province. Without Liu Yu's guidance after he arrived at Manchester United, he would not have made such rapid progress!
Chapter completed!