Chapter 152: Manila Shawl (Daily, Proceed with Caution if You Mind!)

Lewokusen Club.

Jose Sanchez brought a few lackeys and left the Sports Director's office.

After the assistant looked around, he cautiously entered the door and whispered, "Boss, that person just now was from Real Madrid..."

Wo Le Er snipped his cigar, smiled, and said, "For now, Bernabeu may not be a good destination."

The assistant nodded seriously and handed over several reports: "As of last week, Li's jersey sales accounted for 80% of the club's total sales, plus the broadcast revenue share from the club reaching the Champions League quarterfinals and the UEFA prize money..."

"Put another way, Li helped Lewokusen earn a lot of money."

"Boss, your decision back then to insist Li wear the number 10 jersey and enter the Bundesliga first team was truly brilliant!"

Wo Le Er carefully studied the report, laughed, and said, "It was a lucky mistake; my original intention was to imitate Wolfsburg's recruitment plan."

The assistant hurriedly said, "Boss, in the past two years there have been many young Asians in Europe's lower leagues... although their level is low and they've never entered a first team, but we can..."

Wo Le Er waved his hand, pointed at the fan-shaped distribution chart of profitable regions, and said, "In this world, there is only one Li."

"As long as the performance is outstanding, players from any country or region will be respected by the market."

"The place where a player can demonstrate value is always on the field."

After training ended.

Li Kang returned to the first-team dormitory and shared the specialties he brought back from Seville with his teammates.

A large pile of handicraft pottery, plus Andalusian ham.

Brandt picked up a bowl and murmured, "I still miss the specialties you brought back from Japan."

After reaching the Champions League quarterfinals, he finally saved enough money to buy a big house.

But Brandt's thinking was clear: all this was thanks to hitching a ride on Li's coattails.

"Li, I won't leave you living alone in the dorm."

Li Kang had his hands in his pockets and nodded seriously.

The assistant hurried into the dormitory and said, "Li, we need to shoot the final Feltenstein ad!"

Brandt stared blankly, then realized: the money Li earned from Feltenstein... could buy several big houses!

Li Kang is now an 18-year-old adult, so FIFA's policy on protecting minors' property no longer applies to him.

One can buy property, but Germany is full of goblins everywhere, not a place to settle long-term.

Spending money is also a complex subject.

Bei lai yin's spring has arrived.

The snow melted.

The sleeping stream quietly woke up, broke through the ice, and rushed into the riverbank turbulently and joyfully.

By the riverbank, two herons were savoring the fresh fish.

On the bare branches, buds sprouted, and a flock of blue magpies shook off excess snow.

A business vehicle emblazoned with the Lewokusen crest drove slowly along the mountain road.

The assistant shrank his head: "When the snow melts, it's also the coldest time! Li, after we finish shooting the final Feltenstein ad, we won't need to come to Feltenstein Ancient Town again!"

Li Kang held a tablet, watching the first-leg recording of the Champions League quarterfinal between Atletico Madrid and Barcelona.

Torres, past his peak, was still a bane of Camp Nou as expected.

Barcelona relied on Suarez's brace to barely win.

The two head coaches' attitudes were completely opposite to the match result.

Enrique was at a loss.

Simeone wore a spring-like smile.

The MSN trio could no longer hide the midfield problems.

Rakitic went invisible.

Busquets struggled alone.

Messi had to frequently drop back to support the midfield.

On the other side.

Atletico Madrid was even more dominant than in the 13/14 Champions League final.

The second leg at Calderon.

Barcelona was very likely to be eliminated by Atletico Madrid.

Of course.

Currently, the world believes Enrique's Barcelona will surely reach the semifinals.

After a long while.

The business vehicle slowly drove into the ancient town.

Ms. Sandra led a group of staff members, waiting for a long time.

With Lewokusen's Champions League journey advancing amid hiccups.

Li Kang thus became a European competition hero.

Feltenstein beer quickly seized the market across Germany.

Bundesliga media gave Feltenstein's marketing department the nickname "Prophet".

When Li Kang first debuted, it actually made the wisest endorsement investment decision.

Now even European high-end luxury brands wanting to discuss endorsements with Li Kang have no way to start.

Lewokusen's explanation was: in the second half of the season, the super genius must focus on football.

"Li, you've brought Feltenstein good luck."

Ms. Sandra smiled.

There was no prolonged small talk.

Everyone quickly arrived at the filming site.

The big-bearded director was overjoyed.

"Li, my old friend, I hope this isn't our last collaboration."

"Oh no, I knew the filming costume wouldn't fit well; you've grown taller again!"

"Let's make the most of our time!"

At this moment.

Felten's staff pushed a wheelchair out.

The girl in the wheelchair had a pale complexion.

Li Kang smiled, then quickly pulled a large box from the assistant's backpack.

The assistant hurriedly explained: "It's something Li specially brought back for you... a Saiweiliya specialty."

The staff member took the box and handed it to Claudia.

Upon opening it,

It turned out to be an ornate accessory embroidered with Yin Biliya's elemental pattern.

Claudia smiled and said nothing.

The filming site fell silent for a long time.

The assistant and Ms. Shandela looked at each other, wondering: "Can muteness be contagious?"

The big-bearded director couldn't hold back and praised: "This is a Manila shawl, noble and elegant without losing its romantic hue; it originated in the Dragon Kingdom, was transmitted to the Yin Biliya peninsula in the eighteenth century, and even girls with no interest in fashion cannot resist its allure."

"Miss, that's not a large scarf... well, it can also be used as a scarf!"

Claudia gently took off the accessory, surprisingly not angry, and waved for the staff to escort her away.

The filming content was very simple.

Just wearing a jersey printed with the Felten logo, bouncing the ball a few times, kicking a few shots at a wooden barrel.

The rest was left to post-production.

The higher the endorser's fame, the less need for a flashy advertisement script.

How does that saying go?

Even if a celebrity farts, it would be fragrant.

After the filming ended.

The assistant and Ms. Shandela slipped into the conference room to discuss the final contract fulfillment details.

Li Kang washed up, changed into casual clothes, and walked out of the changing room.

The big-bearded director gave a reluctant hug.

"Li, I hope our next collaboration won't be too late; I've lined up many suitable female partners for you."

Having said that, he promptly led the filming crew to withdraw quickly.

Li Kang arrived at the most familiar spot in the ancient town.

The sun was setting.

The wheelchair rolled slowly over the blue stone tiles.

He grasped the wheelchair's handles.

"I really like it."

The Manila shawl concealed the girl's flaws.

The pattern, a fusion of traditional Eastern elements and Yin Biliya culture, when draped over Aryan individuals, evoked an infinite sense of mysterious beauty.

Li Kang closed his eyes.

The shadow in his brain would at times spread intensely, at times contract slowly.

Stanford Bridge, will it be the endpoint of Leverkusen and my journey in the Champions League?