Before leaving for China, Chen Guanhai must have been instructed by Lao Chen to reveal most of his family's secrets to Li Shiguang.
Li Shiguang has no intention of returning to China to develop his career; he only wants to make money.
Old Chen also didn't want the brought-in funds to dictate to him.
From this perspective, the two are definitely highly complementary partners.
The only thing that needs to be agreed upon now is how much money Li Shiguang will contribute and how much he will receive in return!
While he was smoking a cigar, Li Shiguang had already opened the system and taken a quick look at it.
Although the broadcast revenue share has not yet arrived, the sponsors' funds have been gradually transferred over the past few days, and Leeds United now has more than 170 million in available funds.
Furthermore, Allen is likely to secure several more sponsors during his trip to China, so Li Shiguang currently has a relatively large amount of funds available for investment.
So when they heard that Lao Chen needed funds...
Li Shiguang's heart stirred, and he suddenly had a new idea.
Seeing the hope on Old Chen's face, Li Shiguang said seriously, "Uncle Chen, I won't lie to you. I've said the same thing to Guan Hai. I probably won't be going back to China to develop my career in the future, and I'm not particularly interested in industries other than football. So for you, it might be more comfortable to have my money than to have that kind of money from other investors."
Old Chen had heard Chen Guanhai say this to him before.
But hearing Li Shiguang say it himself made Old Chen secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
“I know, Xiao Li!” Old Chen nodded. “That’s the main reason why I’m talking to you about this.”
“Alright! Uncle Chen… I won’t beat around the bush.” After reaching a consensus on this issue, Li Shiguang directly offered his price, “I’ll give you one hundred million euros, and you give me twenty percent of the shares, how about it?”
When Li Shiguang said this.
Chen Guanhai had just handed the brewed tea to his father.
Li Shiguang's outrageous demands made Old Chen's hand tremble, and the tea spilled out of the cup, scalding Chen Guanhai, who hadn't had time to let go, causing him to yell in pain.
"Holy crap...it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
Chen Guanhai stood to the side, blowing his hands in a wronged manner.
Old Chen stared wide-eyed at Li Shiguang, his expression indescribably complex: "Little Li... you're asking for 20% of this 100 million euros right off the bat? Don't you know the size of my company?"
"Huh?" Li Shiguang looked innocent and said with a smile in his eyes, "I really don't know, but when you invested in me, Uncle Chen, didn't you initially ask for 20% of the shares?"
Damn it! You were waiting for me here?
Li Shiguang had already explained things to this extent, so how could Old Chen not understand?
This kid knows exactly how big my company is!
He clearly wants his Leeds United shares back!
In fact, regarding the assets owned by Lao Chen...
He didn't really care much for the small amount of Leeds United shares he held; when he initially discussed investing, he used Chen Guanhai's name.
To put it bluntly, Old Chen simply saw that his son was interested, so he took out some money for his son to play with.
In the football industry, a club's profits and losses are linked to its performance. At the time, Leeds United was performing very well, which is why Old Chen ultimately provided the money.
Who in business wants to suffer a loss?
"Uncle Chen? More than 20%?" Li Shiguang's voice interrupted Old Chen's thoughts.
Speechless, Old Chen sighed as he looked at Li Shiguang: "Little Li, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's ridiculously excessive..."
“Well then, now that we’ve come this far, I understand what you mean.” Before Li Shiguang could speak, Old Chen proposed his plan: “You keep five percent of Guan Hai’s shares for him, and I’ll give you two percent of the shares as equity. You can just sit back and collect your dividends every year.”
Five percent?
Li Shiguang didn't rush to agree, but instead started calculating the costs in his mind.
He actually knew.
Compared to the vast sums of money in Old Chen's hands, his 100 million euros was nothing.
If Old Chen hadn't been in a hurry to use it, I might not have been able to get it in time.
As for Lao Chen's claim of receiving dividends while lying down, Li Shiguang firmly believed it. Given China's current rate of development, no one in Lao Chen's line of work would lose money.
The only thing Li Shiguang had to consider was whether or not to leave Chen Guanhai so many Leeds United shares.
Old Chen noticed that Li Shiguang remained silent for a long time.
After glancing at Chen Guanhai, who was sitting on the other sofa playing on his phone without a care in the world and whose hand wasn't hurting as much, she said, "Guanhai, you can go out now."
Chen Guanhai was engrossed in playing on his phone when he suddenly heard his father telling him to go outside. Before he could understand what was going on, he saw his father's serious expression.
Playful rich kids are playful rich kids.
But Chen Guanhai knew his father's personality better than anyone else.
If someone gives you that look and you still don't obey, you'll likely get a beating with a belt.
So Chen Guanhai immediately put away his phone and slipped out of the private room without looking back.
After Chen Guanhai arrived at the door.
Old Chen turned to look at Li Shiguang, a hint of worry on his face: "Little Li, what do you think of Guanhai?"
"Guanhai?" Li Shiguang, who was deep in thought, was taken aback. He was confused by Old Chen's question. Weren't they talking about business? How did it turn into talking about Chen Guanhai?
Old Chen nodded: "Yes, what do you think of him?"
"It's great, but I haven't met any other students who have come here to study. Anyway, my impression of Guanhai is quite good," Li Shiguang said earnestly.
Seeing that Li Shiguang seemed genuine, Old Chen said sincerely, "Then you should do Uncle Chen a favor and leave some shares for Guan Hai in Leeds United. In case Uncle Chen's business doesn't go well in the future, he will have a way out."
Li Shiguang was startled.
He didn't expect Old Chen to suddenly say such a thing.
Is this the sensitivity of a great businessman?
Given the booming Chinese market, how could he foresee that his business would not go well in the future?
After a slight pause, Li Shiguang tentatively asked, "Uncle Chen, you're doing so well right now, and China's development is so rapid, with countless opportunities waiting for you to showcase your talents. How could there possibly be a time when business isn't going well?"
"Sigh..." Old Chen sighed heavily, then took another puff of his cigar. "You're not in my line of work, and you don't operate in China, so you don't understand the specifics. Some things can't be explained to you in just a few words."
"Talking about this is useless, but Uncle Chen can guarantee you one thing: your investment won't go down the drain! Within three years, you'll make a fortune!"
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