Chapter 1242 The Olympics Is Also Short of Money

Listening to Ma Bo's report, Zhao Yan, the chief executive officer, lamented how lucky Ma Bo was. If Ma Bo hadn't been his secretary before, I'm afraid he would have thought Ma Bo was joking.

The Football Association does not need to pay a penny, and can share most of the credit. Although it seems to have less power, it is more flexible in terms of overall funds. Don't forget, at this time, Huaxia has successfully bid to host the 2008 Olympic Games, and there are too many places that need to invest in sports.

"How did you know Mr. Feng?" Zhao Yan asked curiously. If Ma Bo had this relationship, why didn't he know it before?

At the beginning, Feng Yu gave the general manager a lot of help, but Zhao Yan was only the second in command at that time, and he didn't have much contact with Feng Yu, or he couldn't reach it.

"It was Mr. Feng who contacted me on his own initiative. I was a little surprised at first. But after going back and thinking about it carefully, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. After all, Mr. Feng runs his own team abroad. Although it is basketball, it is the most successful career after all. The basketball league, I think the experience in this area is indeed stronger than ours. The most important thing is that Mr. Feng said that money is not a problem."

That last sentence is the point.

Zhao Yan was a little excited: "Then how much do you think Mr. Feng can spend?"

"I heard Mr. Feng's meaning, it seems to be one billion!"

"How much? One billion? Ma Bo, you have done a great job!"

In this way, football does not need to allocate funds in the past few years. In fact, it is considered to be allocated, they? I can't dial that much. And maybe, if he came to talk to Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng could spend more money.

"It's because of your good leadership." Ma Bo gave a timely flattery, which made Zhao Yan feel very comfortable.

"Well, if you ask Mr. Feng out, I want to talk to Mr. Feng in person to see if Mr. Feng has any idea of ​​supporting other sports in the country."

In these two Olympic Games, Mr. Feng has donated a lot of money, so in 2008, Mr. Feng should not be relentless at his doorstep, right?

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"Hey, why are you here again?" When Feng Yu arrived at the general manager and entered Zhao Yan's office, he saw Wen Dongjun.

Wen Dongjun pursed his mouth, brought Feng Yu a cup of tea, and walked out with a dark face.

Damn, who the hell wants this kind of promotion? How comfortable I am at the Basketball Association. If he insists on transferring me back to the office, he will not be happy if he gets promoted. What kind of secretary?

"Xiaowen, sit down and listen too." Zhao Yan said.

Wen Dongjun could only walk back with a dark face again, and sat on the side in a well-behaved manner.

"President Feng, I heard that you and Xiaowen are friends? Xiaowen will be my secretary for the time being, and I plan to arrange for him to join the Olympic Organizing Committee. This matter is done, and the future is limitless." Zhao Yan said with a smile.

Feng Yu has no objection to this point. In this Olympic Games in his previous life, it was the first time that Huaxia topped the gold medal list and the medal list.

Feng Yu looked narrowly at Wen Dongjun, and then said to Zhao Yan: "That's right, we grew up together. He was the cameraman for my wedding."

"Mr. Feng, I won't talk too much about polite words. I heard from Ma Bo that you plan to set up a football league management company? And are you willing to invest a lot of money to cultivate our country's football, even including youth football?"

Zhao Yan deliberately added an accent to a large sum of money.

Feng Yu nodded: "Yes, that's what I planned."

Ma Bo breathed a sigh of relief at the side, he was afraid that Feng Yu would suddenly change his mind at this time, saying that it was a joke at the beginning, then the joke would become bigger!

"I heard it's no less than one billion?" Zhao Yan continued to ask.

When Ma Bo reported it, it was one billion yuan, but when it came to Zhao Yan, it became no less than one billion yuan. In fact, it was a hint that Feng Yu would pay more.

"That's right, no less than one billion yuan. I think this money is enough. It includes all facilities such as the stadium and training center." Feng Yu nodded.

"Mr. Feng, just repairing the stadium is not a small amount. You said there is also a training center, including those youth football, etc.

One billion may not be enough, right? Those clubs can't spend much money. "

Zhao Yan was a little worried. Even though those club owners had a net worth of hundreds of millions, if they were asked to take out 10 million, they would be so distressed that they would die.

"One billion is enough, I'm talking about US dollars!" Feng Yu said relaxedly, crossing his legs.

hiss~~~

Zhao Yan and Ma Bo looked at each other, their eyes were full of shock.

One billion dollars!

Generous, absolutely generous!

Only Wen Dongjun looked calm, because Feng Yu asked for some basic information from Wen Dongjun, so Wen Dongjun knew that Feng Yu would spend a lot of money to start this football league company, and he also knew Feng Yu, making money is a big deal. Earn a lot of money, and spend a lot of money.

"Mr. Feng, did I hear correctly? You said one billion dollars?"

"Yes, many of our stadiums need to be newly built or renovated, and some other facilities, including some training equipment, are not small investments. And the league also needs some bonuses, and I will consider giving them generously in this regard. "Feng Yu looked indifferent.

"Mr. Feng, tell me what requirements you have for the establishment of this company, and I will solve them for you!"

At this moment, Zhao Yan became extremely decisive. If any club objects, then don't blame him for issuing a suspension!

"I plan to make this company a joint-stock system. All clubs should pay a little money and own some shares. After the tickets for each club's game are divided with the venue, half of them must be handed over to the company and distributed according to the shares. The prize money of the game. The other half belongs to the club. This can balance those clubs that do not make money to a certain extent. As for how much each club pays, I think it is 10 million RMB, and they may not get too much Come out, too little will not work, they don't have any shares at all."

"Okay, I will let them take out 10 million obediently. We originally planned that the initial Super League would consist of twelve teams. Do you think this is enough?"

"Enough is enough. The company has the final say on the promotion of the team. I hope that the Football Association and other leaders will not intervene. I invested so much money, it is not a joke."

"Of course, matters related to the game, as long as they comply with the law and the regulations of the FIFA. There is no domestic interference, please rest assured Mr. Feng."

Such a big God of Wealth, he would not dare to take it away. Otherwise, if the leader above knows, he will have no good fruit to eat.

Although it cannot necessarily be said that being rich is an uncle, for people like them, money represents political achievements.

"For other things, someone will come to communicate with you later, so I won't say more."

"Okay, then I'll ask Xiaowen to contact you, the relevant procedures, the green light all the way, if you have any questions, you can contact me at any time! By the way, Mr. Feng, aren't we going to host the Olympic Games in 2008? Well, the Olympics are also short of money Ah." Zhao Yan looked at Feng Yu expectantly.

... (To be continued.)