Holy shit…

Director, aren't you?

Did you really stare at the assembly line all night?

Did you really stare at the assembly line all night while I was giving Olsen a blood-activating massage and fighting Scarlet Witch for 600 rounds?

Gu Ran was shocked himself: My Grand Eunuch never lied to me!

The players present were shocked multiplied by shocked, and then squared!

The business director personally monitors the assembly line all night long... This treatment is unprecedented!

Business Director Philip Butz took two steps at a time, walked excitedly to Gu Ran, and took the initiative to shake hands with Gu Ran and say hello.

Haldin and his men quickly stepped back, not daring to show any signs of aggressiveness in front of Philip Booth.

Although the business director has no say on the training ground, as a professional player, his career covers more than just the training ground.

Personal brand, merchandise, endorsements, commercial activities, etc., these are all part of a career.

Most of these projects are managed by the business director.

No player dares to offend the commercial director, otherwise his jersey will be placed in the most remote corner and cannot be sold.

Gu Ran, however, was calm and collected. "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Boots. Thank you for helping me make the No. 8 jersey overnight."

Philip Butz grinned and said, "It's all right! Gu, I must say that you chose the number 8 very well! With this number, it will definitely sell well in the Chinese market in the future! I can't wait to work with you to expand the Chinese market! And you know, we originally planned to customize 1,000 sets yesterday, but before I got to the factory to supervise, countless internal bosses called me and asked me when the first batch of No. 8 jerseys could be produced."

Holy shit…

I... am so cool!

Gu Ran quickly said: "Thank you for your concern."

Philip Butz laughed. "They don't care about you, they want your jerseys! The first batch of jerseys has great commemorative significance! It is even more important for collection. We, the senior executives, are not stupid, and no one will miss it! 1,000 jerseys are not enough! If we give them all to the senior executives and their relatives, our offline stores will have nothing to sell! So, we temporarily added an order for 2,000 sets, and we finished them all in one night! Now you have 3,000 sets of jerseys! Among them, 2,500 sets are for home players and 500 sets are away jerseys."

Holy shit…

Gu Ran opened his mouth in surprise.

The other players were shocked to the cube!

Is this an official sales boost?

Why are all the orders placed by internal bosses?

This influence... is it too awesome? Even Captain Davis couldn't help but sit up straight.

Gu Ran asked, "3,000 sets... shouldn't be easy to sell out, right?"

Philip Boots said proudly, "How is that possible? The big guys have already grabbed 1,000 pieces! In addition, I brought 1,000 pieces to the training ground, ready to sell them on the spot - at a higher price! The original price was 19.9 pounds, and the current price is 29.9 pounds!"

Gu Ran: ...

Director, are you crazy?

Others couldn't sell it even after lowering the price, but I haven't even played a professional game yet, and you're actually raising the price? ! "Do you think I'm crazy? No, I'm not crazy!" Philip Butz grinned and said, "Of course, if you want to increase the price, you have to sign the jersey - Gu, you should support my work, right? After all, this is selling your jersey, and you can get 50% of the net profit! Besides, I stayed up all night to watch it."

Gu Ran's mouth twitched.

I really just want to play some football...but you ask me to sign 1,000 autographs first?

You are blackmailing me morally!!! Gu Ran cleared his throat, "Mr. Buzz, I still have to train."

Philip Butz smiled and said, "Of course, of course. I won't delay your training, so...why don't you start signing now? Sign as many as you can, and then sign the rest when the open class is over."

After saying that, Philip Butz waved his hand, and several staff members behind him piled several large bags of jerseys at Gu Ran's feet.

It almost buried Gu Ran's knees.

...Sure enough, being pretentious has its price.

Even passive pretense has a price.

"Mr. Boots... can we discuss this..."

Aren't 1,000 sets too much? 100 sets is about right! Philip Butz took out a new set of jerseys without hesitation, "Sign this first, and give this to me - I paid for it myself."

"Ah... okay." Gu Ran took the pen helplessly.

Of course I couldn't refuse a signed jersey for Philip Butz. I couldn't refuse more than this one.

But the rest...

Gu Ran had just signed his name, and before he could even open his mouth to discuss, Philip Butz handed him another one, "This one is for my wife. My wife also graduated from your Southampton High School. Ever since you won the first national championship in the history of Southampton High School, she has been calling your name in her dreams at night."

Holy shit…

Mr. Buzz, please stop talking. I'll sign it! Can't I sign it? Fortunately, your wife only called my name in her dreams. If she called my name when we were in love, I would have broken my pen! Gu Ran quickly signed his name on the jersey.

Philip Butz took out another away jersey and said, "This one is what my wife wants too. My wife wants everything you can sell."

Without saying a word, Gu Ran quickly signed his name on the visiting team's jersey.

Philip Butz brought the fourth jersey and said, "This one is for my sweetheart."

Gu Ran: ...

Phyllis Booth shrugged. "At my level, it's reasonable to have a little lover, right?"

Gu Ran nodded, "That's reasonable, that's reasonable."

Gu Ran signed his name obediently.

Philip Butz happily took out the fifth jersey.

Gu Ran was going crazy. "Mr. Boots... I was just about to discuss this with you..."

Philip Butz smiled and said, "Sign this first. This is what my little lover wants."

Gu Ran said depressedly: "Your lover also graduated from Southampton High School?"

Philip Butz laughed, "That's not the case. It's just that young girls like to play around. She wanted me to wear your signature shirt and be affectionate with her. She said this is called... COS?"

Gu Ran: ...

"But didn't you already have an autograph of mine?"

"I have to wear that when I am making love with my wife."

OK, OK, no problem! I sign, I sign...

Gu Ran really couldn't complain at all and could only pick up the pen and sign frantically.

"And this one, this one, this one, and this one, all signed together, these are for my daughter."

Gu Ran couldn't help it, "Your daughter wants so much?"

"My five daughters."

"ah……"

Okay, you are awesome! Gu Ran stopped asking, just shut up and sign, sign as soon as possible and discuss it as soon as possible.

Finally, the Buzz family had signed everything, and Gu Ran said, "Mr. Buzz, I want to discuss something with you..."

Philip Butz spoke first: "Okay, the remaining 1,000 pieces are what we're going to sell today, so you sign them."

"Mr. Boots, I still have to train. Can you sign less?"

"Gu, have you forgotten that I stayed up all night in the factory to make jerseys for you?" Philip Butz said with emotion, "Because of this, I had to explain to my wife why I didn't come home at night, and I also had to explain to my lover why I didn't come home at night. I explained to both sides, can you understand how hard it is for me? I love you so much, my wife loves you, my lover loves you, and my daughters love you too. Do you really have the nerve to not give me this face?"

Damn this moral kidnapping! Gu Ran said helplessly: "But Mr. Buzz, I really..."

Philip Butz said, "You sign very quickly. You can write a lot of words in the time you have spent talking to me."

"...Okay." Gu Ran, who only wanted to play football, accepted his fate.

Speaking of which, signing 1,000 jerseys is a quick process.

Gu Ran started signing autographs with a depressed look on his face. The two staff members next to him handed over new jerseys like an assembly line and took away the signed jerseys.

The other players were all jealous!

This is definitely the treatment for the team’s star players!

This is a treatment that even captain Davis, vice-captain Walton, and team stars Lallana and Lambert cannot enjoy!

Today they finally witnessed Gu Ran's status among the top management.

Seeing that Gu Ran was already on track to signing autographs, Philip Butz said happily, "Come on, Gu. I'll go to the training ground to grab a seat first! Although I'm also a senior executive, those VIP fans are all big shots. If you don't go early, you won't be able to grab a seat at all. See you when the tickets are on sale later!"

After saying that, Philip Butz took the jerseys for his family and lover and ran away happily.

Leaving behind Gu Ran, who had a miserable look on his face and just wanted to play football quietly, and a group of players who were so envious that they wished they were Gu Ran.

Harding said with jealousy, "Gu, you are really lucky to have gotten close to the business director. But let me tell you, professional players rely on their performance on the field. Without performance on the field, just having a handsome face, even if you sign lots of autographs, no fans who really understand the game will buy your jersey."

"It's just a business operation by a business director. Do you really think you are a star?"

"Look how you're floating!"

"Humph, I can't sell it even if I sign it!"

"No matter how handsome you are, you can't be played like a ball!"

Are you guys really scolding me?

I'm really powerless to refute when someone says I'm handsome! Never mind, I'll just sign my name.

——Gu Ran lowered his head and signed attentively.

He just wanted to sign as quickly as possible so he could go to the field for extra practice.

But it seems that this is impossible, there are simply too many jerseys. When the open class starts, it would be great if we could sign 500 sets.

Gu Ran's signature became increasingly illegible, and he simply signed "GR".

——The two letters GR alone are worth 100 yuan, which means 50,000 yuan per thousand words!

This is the daydream of many online writers!

You know what, when I think about it this way, my efficiency is really improved a lot.

When Gu Ran signed in for more than 100 sets, there was another commotion at the door of the lounge.

Financial Director Nicola Cortes walked in with his assistant, smiling.

All the players present stood up to greet him.

Although the CFO has no say on the training ground, he is a key person in reviewing players' contracts.

If you want to raise prices or get higher salaries, it's impossible without the financial director's approval.

Moreover, this financial director was sent by the Liebherr Group and was very likely to replace Mark Fry and take over the position of CEO of Southampton Club in the future! Therefore, none of the players present dared to breathe heavily.

Captain Davis hurriedly stepped forward and shook hands with Nicola Cortes.

"Mr. Cortes, what brings you here? On behalf of all the Southampton players, I welcome you!"

Nicola Cortes simply shook hands with Davis and said, "Oh, go ahead. I'm here to see Mr. Gu Ran."

As he spoke, Nicholas Cortes took two steps at a time, walked straight through the crowd that was greeting him, and came in front of Gu Ran.

When Gu Ran saw the director's assistant holding a pile of new jerseys, his scalp suddenly went numb.

Nicola Cortes grinned, "Hey, Gu! Busy?"

Gu Ran raised the corner of his mouth, "As you can see, Mr. Cortes."

Nicola Cortes said with a smile: "Gu, you look so handsome in the No. 8 jersey, you look like a male model..."

Damn, this routine doesn’t even involve changing the template…

Gu Ran signed his name scribbledly and said, "Mr. Cortes, let's get straight to the point. As you can see, I'm really busy."

"Haha, that's right!"

The future CEO was not angry at all when Gu Ran interrupted him. Instead, he said with a smile, "Gu, you've worked so hard! Well, I want a signed jersey from you. Why don't you sign it for me first?"

The players around were all numb!

What is going on?

The top management was so humble in front of Gu Ran! And Gu Ran was so calm! Gu Ran looked at the jersey in the assistant director's hand, "I'm afraid there are more than one?"

"Haha, you guessed it right!" Nicola Cortes grinned and said, "My wife..."

"Okay, no need to say more, I'll sign it. I'll sign it right away."

Gu Ran took a dozen jerseys from the director's assistant and signed them intently.

Although the workload has increased, I can save a lot of time as long as I don't waste my time listening to stories about wives and lovers.

After a while, more than a dozen jerseys of Nicola Cortes were signed.

"Thanks for your hard work, Gu! See you at the training ground later!"

"Yes, Mr. Coster."

Gu Ran sighed and continued to sign.

Davis and others respectfully sent Nicholas Coster away.

Haldin was so jealous that he was about to smoke. "Hmph, Gu, don't be so arrogant. There's nothing wrong with being a financial director. He's just well-mannered and is just being polite to you."

Gu Ran said without even raising his head: "Then why isn't he polite to you?"

Haldin was immediately rebuked and couldn't utter a word.

Not long after Nikolai Coster left, there was another commotion at the entrance of the lounge.

Marketing Director Woodhouse Ingram walked in with his assistant, smiling.

The assistant also held more than a dozen new No. 8 jerseys in his hands.

No need to ask, this person came to get Gu Ran's autograph.

All the players present were numb.

A grassroots newcomer in their eyes was actually the object of the top management's fawning! Davis and others secretly felt lucky: Fortunately, they didn't completely break up with Gu Ran...

Woodhouse Ingram took two steps at a time and walked straight to Gu Ran. "Hey Gu! Your new jersey is so cool! I think it's very suitable for promotion! I'll ask the Advance Saints to take more jersey photos of you? This will greatly increase your popularity!"

"Don't!" Gu Ran said quickly: "Mr. Ingram, isn't it just a signature? Come on, I'll sign it, I'll sign it."

Woodhouse Ingram said happily: "Gu, you are so straightforward!"

Is it okay to be unhappy? Including you, this is the third wave of senior executives!

Gu Ran quickly signed all the jerseys brought by Woodhouse Ingram.

"Thank you for your hard work, Gu! See you at the training ground!"

"Okay, see you at the training ground!" Gu Ran continued to sign autographs.

Harding continued to sneer, "Humph, what business director, financial director, marketing director... these can't be considered real football people!"

Oh shit!

Gu Ran stopped writing, frowned and glared at Haldin, "Can you please stop talking? What if other senior executives come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, old Rice, CEO Mark Frye, and sports director Mark Walker came to the lounge together.

The entire lounge was in an uproar!

Harding wanted to slap himself! These three were definitely the real power figures of Southampton Club! And they were the top executives who really understood football!

When Southampton Club was almost disbanded after suffering a devastating blow, it was these three who turned the tide, which made it possible for Southampton's players and fans to have a home! Their reputation and status are unmatched in Southampton! Even the major shareholder, Liebherr Group, has to give them seven points!

Seeing Lao Rice and the other two coming, Gu Ran quickly put down the pen in his hand and said, "Mr. Rice, Mr. Frye, Mr. Walker, hello."

"Haha, Gu! Hello, hello!"

"Busy signing autographs?"

"This Philip, that's enough! He actually asked you to sign so many things."

“I am very opposed to selling on the spot during public classes.”

The three giants spoke one after another for Gu Ran.

Gu Ran said gratefully: "Thank you all for saying that, but it's all for the club. Besides, this is my own jersey, so it doesn't matter if I sign a little more."

"Gu, you are indeed an excellent professional player!"

"That's what I said. How could Gu refuse to sign?"

Gu Ran suddenly had a bad feeling.

Behind the Big Three, three assistants followed, each holding a dozen brand new jerseys in their hands.

Gu Ran: ...Okay! I'm young! Old Rice cleared his throat, "Gu, we old guys helped you get the work permit, so it's not too much to ask you to sign a few players, right?"

To be honest, it’s certainly not an exaggeration.

The business director, financial director, and marketing director have all signed, so Old Rice and the others have to sign too! But what do you mean by more than a dozen pieces each?

Do your wives/lovers also want to play COS? I'm here to play football! Not to help you have children! Gu Ran said numbly, "I'll sign it right away."

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(End of this chapter)