Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 233: A gift to my former self! Reviewing the gains from the European Cup! Terrifying annual commercial value increase!
After the awarding ceremony, the French players had dinner in the restaurant in the Elysee Palace. It was the first time for all of them to come here.

French President Hollande and Prime Minister Ayrault also attended the dinner. They sat together with important members such as Michel, Deschamps, and Maher, and chatted, and occasionally raised their glasses to drink.

This was a very formal event, and everyone spoke cautiously at the table, so it was a bit boring.

Maher was somewhat interested at first, but later he concentrated on eating.

At the end of the dinner, Michelle stopped him and asked with a smile, "You promised me that you would let me touch the gold medal after the game. How come you completely forgot about me yesterday?"

“Oh,” Maher smiled awkwardly, not wanting to admit that he was getting carried away, so he could only say, “I knew we would meet in Paris, so I wasn’t in a hurry.

"I brought it today. Do you want to see it? I can get it on the bus."

“No need.” Michelle shook his head, a smug look on his face, “Including the staff, the French team has a total of 37 members, and the organizers have prepared 40 gold medals.

"I shamelessly asked for three, gave one to the president and one to the prime minister, and kept one for myself."

"Haha." Maher laughed out loud. He could imagine the scene of Michel running to UEFA officials to ask for the gold medal. That must be very funny.

"correct."

He remembered something and asked, "We agreed during the European Cup that if we won the World Cup in the future, you would personally wear the medal of honor for me. How come it's ahead of time?"

Michelle smiled and said, "I thought you forgot the appointment. Well, how should I put it? This is a surprise for you.

"You have brought us a surprise, so of course I have to be prepared."

Maher nodded and jokingly said, "If we win the World Cup, will there be a better gift?"

"Of course." Michelle put a hand on Maher's shoulder and replied with a smile: "But I can't tell you what it is in advance. I can only say that I am looking forward to the gift for you just like you are."

After saying this, the two smiled at each other, and it seemed like it was time to part.

"Can I trouble you with something? It's my personal request." Michelle looked at Mahel, as if he had something important to say.

Seeing Maher nod, he continued: "I know that after this tournament, you will become the hottest star in the world during this period. There will be countless endorsements and advertisements looking for you, and you will be very busy.

"So while you have time these two days, while all the French kids are still immersed in the joy you have brought them, I hope you can visit the youth academy in Paris.

"You will be the biggest inspiration for the kids there and give a new generation of French players the belief to strive for excellence.

"In the future, they may make Ligue 1 better and keep French football strong."

Maher looked at the seriousness in his eyes and felt deeply his love for football. Maybe when he was a child, in addition to dancing Latin dance with his teacher, football was also one of his hobbies.

"No problem." He agreed. The charity event at Arsenal left a deep impression on him and made him interested in this area.

Besides, now that he has become a superstar, sometimes going back to the grassroots to play with the young players is also a good relaxing experience.

"Thank you." Michel spread his arms towards Maher and smiled: "I will also ask other players to go to Marseille, Nantes, Toulouse and other major cities.

"You will pass on the spirit of champions from generation to generation and influence many people."

Maher hugged him and realized how much Michel valued him. There was no need for the other party to say more. The best proof of this was that he became the football ambassador of the capital.

"Finally, let's take a photo together." Michelle invited Mahel to a place and asked the staff to bring two wine glasses and pretend to clink glasses.

Mahel knew that he could leave after this, so he stood beside Michelle with a smile, waiting for the flashbulbs to go off.

"Click!" The white light illuminated the wall behind them and also illuminated the smiling faces of the two people. They immediately put down their wine glasses, hugged and patted each other on the back, and wished each other well.

The little kid who was practicing shooting hard at the Kearney base two years ago is now chatting and laughing with one of the most powerful men in the country.

Perhaps it is difficult to say that they are the same kind of people for the time being, but as leaders in their respective industries and as people who appreciate each other, they are bound to establish a deep friendship.

This will not be the last time the two meet. Since their life lines have already intersected, there will definitely be new collisions in the future.

In the afternoon, Mahel met the President of the French Football Federation, Le Graet, in the business car prepared for him by Michel. They will start the championship promotion tour in Paris together.

"I don't know how to express my congratulations and gratitude to you. In short, I will thank God in my prayers every morning for allowing me to meet such an amazing player like you during my tenure."

As soon as Le Graet came up, he hugged Mahel warmly. He also talked to Mahel about this trip on the way, "You grew up in Aix, so you probably rarely came to Paris, right?"

Maher nodded. Apart from training in Clairefontaine, he had indeed rarely been to Paris.

Le Graet has a proud look on his face, "Paris is a holy place for football youth training. It is because of this city that French football has produced so many talented people.

“If you look down on the return flight, you will find that the most eye-catching thing here is not the Seine River, the Louvre, the Arc de Triomphe and Notre Dame, or even the towering Eiffel Tower.

"The city is dominated by football stadiums scattered all over the city, and this is the strength of French football."

He continued with a proud tone: “You must also know that in the southwest suburbs of Paris, there is not only the Palace of Versailles, but also the Clairefontaine Youth Training Academy, which is a world-famous holy place.

"We will go there first this time to meet the young players there."

Maher nodded slightly. He was somewhat touched after hearing these words. Perhaps, as he said, this is the reason why French football is so strong.

Half an hour later, the vehicle they were riding in slowly drove into the Clairefontaine Youth Training Academy, and the first stop of the parade began.

Different from previous national team training camps, this time they went directly to the youth training center and came to the core area of ​​the academy.

"Mael!"

On a green field, more than a hundred youth players of different ages waved their hands excitedly. They also quickly rushed to the area where the vehicle was and surrounded it.

Some people held 'Arsenal No. 7' jerseys, some held 'France No. 7' jerseys, and some held 'LM7' shoes, waiting for Maher's signature.

After Maher got off the car, he was surrounded by everyone. Countless hands reached out to his waist and arms. Everyone wanted to get close to him.

Looking at those young faces and their admiring eyes, he smiled from the bottom of his heart, touched the heads of several young players, and then took out a pen to sign for them.

Le Graet was basically ignored. He stood aside and applauded. If you didn't know better, you would think he was the driver who drove over.

"Mael, can you teach me how to shoot from long range? Everyone says your shot is like a tornado shot."

"Isn't it Tiger Style?"

"How childish! Animation is just animation, but his shot is just a heavy artillery shot with great power and accuracy!"

"Haha, I want to learn your volley, is that okay?"

"6 goals in 11 games in the European Cup, God, I couldn't even score that many in the youth league."

"Mbappe can!"

Maher listened to their chattering and patted one of them on the head and said, "Your coach can teach you these. The key is to practice hard and believe that you can do it."

After the autograph session, he took a group photo with a group of Clairefontaine coaching staff members who also looked at him with respect, and then went to visit the dormitory area.

"Clairefontaine has dormitories for 200 players, all in small single rooms."

A female staff member led him and Le Graet, introduced him to the youth training center, and deliberately led him to one of them.

After entering the room, he saw Mbappe sitting on the bed in a green sweatshirt. He looked more like a Ninja Turtle in this outfit.

"This is Mbappe, the most promising talent in the academy, known as the next Henry."

Le Graet spoke up at this time, and he obviously also knew this outstanding talented player.

Maher looked at the shy Mbappe, and then at the posters behind him. If he remembered correctly, he had seen photos of Mbappe's room when he was a child in his previous life. At that time, there were posters of Ronaldo behind him.

But there are some changes this time. On the two photo walls, only one of them is Ronaldo, and the other is him.

Maher laughed. Perhaps this was also a butterfly effect of his arrival. He became one of the idols of the future superstar. "Do you like Ronaldo more or me more? I want to hear the truth."

Mbappe's face quickly turned red, and he stammered: "It's you now, at least for the time being."

"Ha ha."

Maher and Le Graet burst into laughter. He looked at the cute young Mu and said, "Is it because of the European Cup? If I don't perform well next season, will you tear down my poster?"

"No." Mbappe's eyes were evasive. It was obvious that he was not very good at lying at such a young age.

Maher patted his head and said, "Don't worry, that won't happen. Also, keep going. When I was young, people also called me the next Henry."

Mbappe nodded, with ambition and desire flashing in his eyes.

Mahel was quickly led by the staff to another room, where he saw a younger curly-haired boy.

"This is Saliba, a player that everyone is optimistic about. By the way, he likes Arsenal very much."

Someone introduced him, and his eyes lit up. It turned out to be the future Gunner Iron Guard. "Hello, your room is very beautiful. I like the red and white elements here."

Compared to Mbappe, Saliba is more extrovert. Perhaps because he is younger, he does not understand the gap between himself and Maher and only thinks that he is an older brother who is very good at playing football.

He took out a Henry jersey and then an LM7 jersey. "Please sign it for me. I like you guys very much. When they said you would come to visit my room, I talked to my parents on the phone for a long time."

Maher took the pen and signed for him. When he was done, he said, "Hasn't Henry been here? Why isn't his signature here?"

“I came, but I didn’t see it.”

Saliba smiled and walked over to Maher, grabbed Maher's clothes and said, "Can you help me get his autograph?"

"If he could come here, I would help you get it."

Maher could only agree to this, and then stroked Saliba's curly hair and said: "Grow up quickly, I look forward to you playing for Arsenal."

"When I grow up, will you still play football?" Saliba said innocently, "I still want to defend you, then everyone will definitely call me the best defender."

"Ha ha.!"

Maher laughed along with the others around him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "When you grow up, I will be at my peak. Don't worry. I hope you can achieve that goal by then."

After saying this, he left Saliba's room and went to the court again to prepare for a simple competition with the senior players.

Maybe he didn't have much contact with the kids here, and didn't talk much about the European Cup.

But he understood that as the champion of the European Cup and the winner of four major awards, as long as he appeared here and walked around in front of their eyes, he could bring something positive to their hearts and spirits.

While doing warm-up exercises, he saw a player wearing a vest with his hands clasped behind his back, saying something to the coach in a lost tone.

The coach then patted him on the shoulder and called another player to join the warm-up team. The player had no choice but to sit back on the sidelines with his head down, his lips pursed, and his fists clenched.

For some unknown reason, Maher suddenly wanted to walk up to him and ask him what was wrong and why he gave up the opportunity to play football with him.

He walked up to the 14-15 year old player and said with a smile: "Are you not feeling well? This kind of competition won't be too intense. Maybe you can give it a try."

The player stood up, flattered, and before he could even think clearly, he responded, "Ah, no, that's not it, I..."

He finally found it difficult to speak, so he took a step back, stood up his left foot, and hid it behind the heel of his right foot.

Maher's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked at his left foot, and saw that the circle of hard material fixed on the front side of the shoe was turned outward, revealing his gray socks.

His sneakers were torn and he looked at the young player's face again and found that he was forcing a smile, as if he knew what he had seen and was pretending to be calm even though he was obviously embarrassed.

"I still have a few pairs of sneakers in the dormitory, but they're too far away and I don't want to go back to get them."

The player pointed in the direction of the dormitory, but he could not hide the regret on his face. It was obvious that this was just an excuse. No matter how far the dormitory was, it could not overcome his desire to play football with Maher.

Afraid that Maher wouldn't believe him, he continued hesitantly, "My dad just bought me new ones, your special edition sneakers, for £673. They will be mailed to me tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

As he spoke, he clenched his hands behind his back even tighter, his nails even digging into his palms. The piercing pain was the self-esteem of an adolescent boy.

There was a hint of dazedness in Maher's eyes. It was impossible for him not to think about his past self.

He touched the other person's head, but did not expose him. He turned around and continued his warm-up exercises, while picking up his cell phone and dialing a number.

After the call was connected, Orto's warm voice came through, with joy, "Are you here to claim the prize money for the European Cup? Then I have to calculate it carefully."

"No."

Maher glanced at the boy over there and saw that he was still clenching his fists. He sighed slightly and asked, "Does Paris have co-branded sneakers? How many?"

"Yes." Orto's tone was still full of joy, "We have them in major cities in Europe. You don't know how popular your sneakers are selling these days.

"A batch of 1500 pairs of shoes just arrived from the store in Paris. What's going on?"

"I'm in Clairefontaine," Maher explained why he was calling. "I want to donate a batch of sneakers to the academy, for the kids here. Can you help me deliver a batch? I'll pay for it."

"Now?" Orto's voice changed, "Or should we take our time?"

"I want it right now. The sooner the better."

"A good warehouse is in the southwest suburbs of Paris. It should be delivered quickly. How many pairs do you want?" "Take a look at the main sizes for players aged 8-17. Send some over. Then each of them can pick a pair according to their shoe size. The rest can be sent back to the warehouse."

"Forget about the payment. There are only 200 people in Clairefontaine at most. We can just deliver these shoes."

"I'll pay for it."

"Ah, okay then."

After hanging up the phone, Maher did some warm-up exercises and then went onto the field. He smiled and played a match with the players here, which made the surrounding spectators laugh from time to time.

More than half an hour later, he, who had already rested, saw two pickup trucks drive into Clairefontaine and arrive at the side of the stadium.

He explained their purpose to the staff, who quickly conveyed the news to all the players.

"Yeah!"

Amid the cheers, Maher saw out of the corner of his eye the little player following the crowd with fear and eagerness, looking curiously towards the pickup truck.

He felt a different kind of satisfaction in his heart, and he personally stood in front of the car to ask everyone about their shoe sizes, and gave everyone the top-notch 'lm7' co-branded sneakers.

After sending many gifts, he saw the kid wearing the rubber sneakers coming up to him and blushingly said, "I wear a size 7.5."

"it is good."

Maher smiled and found a pair of size 7.5 sneakers and handed them to him. "I'm only one size bigger than you. It's quite fate. Take it."

"Thank you." The young player took the sneakers with great trepidation. Touching the angular upper, he soon fell in love with them and took off his own shoes and put on the new ones.

He took two steps, and his steps were a little awkward. Perhaps he also felt a special warmth.

A smile soon appeared on his face. He did not stay beside Maher, but ran towards the green field step by step, trying to find a football to try his hand at.

"Beep, beep."

Maher looked at his back as he ran happily, and remembered that when he ran towards the court wearing Hans' shoes, he was also running towards his own future. He hoped that this would be the same for this child.

He gifted his past self a pair of co-branded sneakers of his current self.

"His name is Alfonso, a kid from Greenie, because of the rampant drug and smuggling trade, there is poverty there."

A staff member who had been paying attention to Maher, as if seeing through his thoughts, explained: "His mother raised four children alone, and even food was a problem, so naturally she had no money to support him.

"He rarely accepted money from coaches, so they had to lend him new shoes.

"He would wear the same pair of shoes for months at a time, gluing them again and again until they came apart completely."

After listening to this, Maher nodded and wrote down his name.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Watching Alfonso dribbling the ball with great energy and completing the shot, and the smile on his face, he realized another meaning of success.

He will pass on the kindness Hans has shown him, and hopes that his sneakers will become the beginning of many children's playing careers.

After finishing his trip to Clairefontaine, he and Le Graet visited several larger youth training academies and some small interest classes to experience different types of football.

He gave away a lot of sneakers on the way. When he spoke to Orto for the last time, he smiled bitterly and said, "452 pairs. The statistician just sent me a message. Oh my God, should I be happy or feel sorry for you?"

"Of course I am happy."

Maher smiled and said, "I don't even feel bad about the huge bonus Puma paid me. This little money is nothing."

"Haha. That's right." Orto had time to calculate with Maher this time. He took a deep breath and said, "European Cup champion, European Cup best player + Golden Boot, do you know how much you can get?"

"How many?"

"One first-level prize, two second-level prizes, a total of 400 million pounds! Including the additional bonus, the total is 600 million pounds.

"Oh my god. In just 30 days, you got a bonus almost the same as last year. Isn't this money too easy to earn?"

Maher couldn't help laughing and said, "Yeah, it seems that starting from next season, my endorsement fee will be 985 million pounds, and it will soon break the 1000 million mark."

This is also a milestone moment. The £1000 million a year contract with the main endorsement brand definitely means that he has entered the ranks of the world's top superstars.

After his game results and personal performance became worthy of a superstar, his ability to make money is also slowly catching up!

"Yes, the new season has not started yet. According to the regulations, the 400 million pounds will be added to your endorsement fee.
"But there is one thing. You said before that the bonus from the European Cup will be counted to next season, so the additional bonus clause is newly calculated, which means it has just reached 400 million."

"I understand." Maher nodded. This was undoubtedly the best option for him.

He knew that he would definitely get more next season, and reaching the full-weighted 'extra bonus' of 600 million would definitely not be a problem!

"What about the sales of the co-branded sneakers?" he asked proactively. He was quite curious about this.

"As of yesterday, a total of 43 pairs have been sold, with sales of £8150 million."

Orto definitely watched this statistic slowly go up, but couldn’t help but marvel when he spoke about it: “The effect is much better than expected, but based on your unprecedented performance in the European Championship, it is understandable.

"I estimate that selling 150 million pairs this year is definitely a promising goal. If the sales exceed $3.5 million, this pair of shoes will occupy 1% of the sneaker market."

Maher roughly calculated in his mind that when he signed the contract, he signed for a 12% share of the sales.

In other words, these 43 pairs of sneakers can earn him nearly 1000 million pounds, or about 600 million pounds after tax!

It was much more than he had imagined. It seemed that he still underestimated this market. No wonder those stars released co-branded sneakers and co-branded peripherals every day. As long as they were famous, their ability to make money was too strong.

So, after one European Cup, his after-tax income from Puma is about to break 1000 million pounds?
Directly exceed last year’s total revenue?
Maher couldn't suppress the smile on his face, he said to Orto: "You guys promote well, I will play hard, and try to sell 200 million pairs this year.

"For every 100 football players, there is a pair of my co-branded sneakers on their feet. This is a very fulfilling thing."

"Okay! Come on!" Orto cheered him on, and also cheered for Puma, "Since we have been cooperating for more than a year, I think there is nothing we can't talk about. I want to make a wish here.

“I hope that your presence will enable Puma to maintain its rapid growth, giving us hope of catching up with Nike and Adidas, and surpassing them in the future!
"I don't think it's impossible. The financial report at the end of this year should show some hope and give us all confidence. I will send you a copy then."

“Come on!” Maher could feel Orto’s mood when he said this. It must have been a declaration full of heroic spirit at a time when one’s life was progressing rapidly.

Help Puma overtake the two giants?
This is a very challenging task, but he is willing to try it because it is also a very interesting task!
As we enter July, transfer rumors are flying all over the place, and many successful deals are making headlines.

"Tottenham midfielder Modric officially transferred to Real Madrid! The deal reached 3000 million euros!" - Spanish newspaper AS

"Arsenal is interested in Bale? Ramsey revealed in a program that the team is pushing forward a deal with the Premier League's top scorer. Some people speculate that this person is Bale, his teammate in the Welsh national team!" - The Times

"Is Tottenham at risk of being hollowed out? It is rumored that Tottenham fans have expressed dissatisfaction with the club's top management and owners. They believe that the team will lack competitiveness next season!" - London Evening News

"Dortmund midfielder Shinji Kagawa joins Manchester United! The transfer fee reaches 1700 million pounds! Ferguson loves Japanese and Korean players!" - "442"

"Giroud officially transfers to Arsenal! The French striker who performed well in the European Cup will become club teammates with his good partner Maher! The transfer fee is 1550 million pounds!" - The Guardian

"Portuguese full-back Joao Pereira joins Arsenal! Transfer fee 750 million pounds!" - The Times

"Thiago Silva is close to joining Arsenal! AC Milan is asking for £4000 million! Once the deal goes through, he will become a strong contender for the transfer window's top scorer this season!"

"The cool Berbatov leaves the team, the player will start at Fulham"

In the latest episode of Sky Sports, the host reported in detail Arsenal's operations in the transfer market this season.

They always do this. They see which team is popular recently and then start a new program to attract traffic.

"Wenger's team's investment in the summer window is amazing. After buying Spanish midfielder Cazorla and German striker Podolski, the team is still aggressively looking for new players.

“The signings of Joao Pereira and Giroud prove that some of the previous transfer rumours about Arsenal were absolutely true.

“They will also pursue Brazilian midfielder Oscar, AC Milan defender Thiago Silva and even the recently revealed Bale.

"The team has already spent over £5000 million on transfers. If Thiago Silva were to join the team, their total investment would be over £2 million. Bale's joining could even cost them over £ million.

"This is really amazing, considering that in the past five years, Arsenal's total transfer expenditure has not exceeded 5 million pounds, and the net expenditure is only 2 million pounds.

"Their actions were also jokingly called by fans as Wenger and Kroenke's revenge buying and the squandering of the poor who suddenly became rich."

"."

As the host was speaking, the radio director quietly reminded: "Just now, Thiago Silva arrived in London, and it is expected to be officially announced in the next few days!"

She was startled, and then she said, "The latest news is that Arsenal is about to complete the signing of Thiago Silva, and the AC Milan defender has arrived in London for the final negotiation of the contract!
"We don't know the specific transfer fee for this deal yet, but I believe that soon, relevant reports will put pictures + transfer data on the Internet."

"."

The front of Arsenal's Colney training base was crowded with reporters who had rushed over and pointed their cameras at a commercial vehicle.

Not long after, Thiago Silva, dressed in a suit, walked out of the base with his agent. They did not avoid the camera, but turned back and greeted the media with a smile on their faces.

It seems that his personal contract negotiations with Arsenal are progressing smoothly.

"Crack, click, click!"

Under the flashing lights of the media, he boarded a business car and drove towards a hotel in the city.

The media reporters who put down their cameras all knew that everything was set in stone and they were just waiting for the official announcement!
Arsenal will sign this powerful Brazilian central defender to greatly strengthen the strength of its defense!

July 7, Paris.

Maher met Mendes at the hotel. After coming back, he went to many places and participated in many business activities. Finally, he had some time to take a break and meet with his agent.

"what happened?"

Mendes looked at Maher's tired appearance and said with a smile: "I have always felt that you have been free and easy lately, without any tedious things to do. Why do you look so haggard?"

"Don't mention it." Maher shook his head with a bitter face. "There are too many activities here. I will go back to London tomorrow to train hard and prepare for the new season."

Mendes smiled and nodded, "Let's go back together. You know, I have already compiled a new endorsement contract for you, and I am waiting for you to sign it after you return to London."

"Which ones are they this time?"

“A lot.” Mendes pulled a document out of his briefcase and handed it to Maher.

After Maher looked at it for a while, he summarized with an intoxicated look on his face: "I have accepted endorsements from six brands and 6 promotional advertisements. Based on your current ability to attract money, this is a contract worth tens of millions of pounds in total.

"The endorsements are Emirates Airlines, Ferrari, Dior perfume, and Procter & Gamble's shampoo Head & Shoulders, soap Carmel, and toothpaste brand Crest."

He crossed his legs and said proudly, "Did you see that? Procter & Gamble, which was unwilling to give you even bonus contracts before, has now offered you three endorsement contracts for its brands.

"What does this mean? It means that according to their assessment, you are extremely attractive to the female market and are worthy of increased cooperation!"

He raised his head, paused for a moment, and made his own estimate, "If this endorsement goes well, you may be able to become the international spokesperson for Procter & Gamble and reach the highest level of cooperation with their head office.

"Not only will you be the first star to have this kind of endorsement, but you will also receive an unprecedentedly lucrative contract."

Maher looked at the price on the document and suddenly felt overjoyed. Mendes's offer to advertise was 135 million pounds per piece.

13 articles, that is 1755 million pounds, and the profit after tax is over 1000 million pounds!
In terms of endorsements, Emirates Airlines' contract is worth 425 million pounds a year, Ferrari is worth 350 million pounds, Dior perfume is worth 325 million pounds, and Procter & Gamble's three brands are worth 250 million pounds each.

A total of 1850 million pounds a year!
Including the brands he has endorsed in the past, he can take away about 4000 million pounds in income from the endorsers every year, which is about 2500 million pounds after tax, not including bonuses!

If he didn't know that Mendes likes to accumulate endorsements and advertisements, and then raise the price to sign the contract after he achieves important achievements, he would not believe that he could get so many contracts in one day. It's amazing.

From these numbers, he also saw his commercial value and influence increase, which is sometimes more intuitive than looking at the number of hot searches.

"This contract is for 3-4 years, and the option is in our hands."

Mendes stood up, picked up a bottle of water and took a sip. "If I'm not mistaken, you should choose the one with less money?"

"Yes."

Maher put the document down and said with a smile: "Last year my basic endorsement fee was just over 100 million pounds, and this year the average price is around 350 million pounds. With this rate of increase, it will be difficult for me to sign with them for a few more years."

“Haha.” Mendes looked at Maher, thinking of this dreamy January, and finally sighed: “Be prepared, starting from this month, your advertising posters will be hung on the streets.

"If you're ashamed of it, it's hard to take to the streets because it's all-encompassing."

Maher extended his right hand to him, trying to express his willingness to cooperate. "I will not be ashamed. I will only enjoy the way things have always been."

"Snapped!"

The two clapped their hands together, and then they laughed, "Haha!"

Looking into each other's eyes, they both knew that even if they ended their cooperation tomorrow, they would have achieved their original goal - to complete a great cooperation.

The road has just begun. After reaching the Top 3 in the football world and the Top 15 in commercial value and influence in the world sports, it’s time to move towards the Top 1 in the two lists!

(End of this chapter)