Chapter Two: Buying a "Worthless" Team

"You owe me five months. Now one sentence makes it disappear? If we lose, I become the scapegoat. If we win, the starters take credit." Chenzhou handed him a new contract. "Overdue wages paid today. Twenty thousand per goal—" "Two hundred thousand," Lu Ye interrupted after reading. "Correct. One hundred thousand per assist. Reach the quarterfinals and you earn one percent equity. Any offer above thirty million within two years, I permit the transfer and give you fifteen percent." "What do you get?" "You are worth more than sixty million. Every yuan I pay you will return with company." The absence of an inspirational speech made the ambition convincing. "You really think I'll score?"