Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 113 112 Invisible Tycoon

Donald Yee looked at Li Wei in front of him, admiration evident in his eyes.

Even when faced with enticing but deceptive enticements, Li Wei had always remained calm. That was one aspect.

Moreover, throughout the entire conversation, the two had been subtly vying for control. He thought he had dominated the situation, but Li Wei, seemingly passive, had not been drawn into his pace and continued to act according to his own rhythm. That was the second aspect.

In just a short meeting, he had already left a deep impression.

Donald Yee further confirmed his assessment of Li Wei.

However, the more so it was, the more it necessitated calm and patience; otherwise, a slight oversight could lead to a total loss.

Faced with Li Wei's question, Donald Yee instead settled down and revealed a smile.

"My confidence does not come from me, but from you," he said.

"I've watched all your match recordings, including the spring training camp games and the intra-squad matches, more than once."

"I can see your naivety, your growth, your wisdom; clearly, for you, football is not just about physical confrontation, right?"

Li Wei did not answer, but curiously gazed into the eyes of the gentleman in front of him, waiting for an answer.

"Chess match."

Donald Yee provided an answer, causing a smile to surface in Li Wei's eyes.

"Football requires strategizing, needs bargaining, needs patience. Confrontation is the foundation of everything, but what truly influences the outcome is the intellect of the brain."

"Just like a chess match, and just like a battlefield."

"Now, you've only been exposed to football for six months, and you have absorbed knowledge and transformed like a sponge. What about in another six months?"

"I look forward to it."

Undoubtedly, the gray-haired gentleman in front of him was sincere, and at the same time, cunning—

Li Wei guessed that this meeting today must have been meticulously orchestrated by him, with every aspect simulated in his mind to ensure perfection.

In other words, the effect in front of him was all planned out.

If this were true, one must admire the other party's thorough and meticulous preparation, right?

All of a sudden, without any warning, an idea popped into Li Wei's mind, and he blurted it out, disrupting both his and his opponent's plans.

"So, do you suggest I stay with Crimson Tide Storm for another year, or should I enter the profession through the draft?"

Even Li Wei himself had not seriously considered this issue, but now he had thrown it out.

But Donald Yee calmed himself down, "Is that the standard pronunciation of my surname? Can you teach me?"

"Yu."

"You."

"Old Yu."

"Old woman? Wait, why is there an extra syllable in front?"

"Goodbye, Old Yu."

Li Wei didn't stop his pace; he moved further and further away, continuously retreating, then just like that, disappeared at the dormitory entrance, leaving Donald Yee standing alone.

He had thought he was in full control, perfectly strategizing, and as Li Wei stopped, everything was going according to his plan, but in the end, Li Wei had upset the chessboard.

Yet he wasn't disheartened, rather, he became even more exhilarated—

That kid was smarter than he had imagined; things were getting more interesting.

And Li Wei?

After turning a corner and ensuring he was out of sight, Li Wei pulled out his phone and turned to a search engine.

Forgive Li Wei, for his knowledge of football was indeed minimal; even now-famous stars didn't seem special to him, let alone agents hidden behind the players.

Li Wei thought, a Chinese agent in the football field was either unknown or hugely famous.

However, the search results were somewhat unexpected.

Donald Yee, indeed, was a professional football agent, and he had registered his own agency in 1999, but he wasn't merely a nobody, nor was he a well-known figure in the industry, creating a somewhat middling impression, which didn't match what Li Wei had in mind.

What was going on?

He successfully found the homepage of Donald Yee's agency—

Clean, simple, modest.

Compared to those agencies that seem to stuff the homepage with their star clients, this plain website was excessively tidy.

So, what other clients did Donald Yee have?

Finding the button on the webpage, he clicked on clients, and besides football, there were also golf and baseball; clicking on football, he could finally see the list of clients of this agency—

Kevin Anderson, the tennis player Kevin Anderson he had heard of, but he hadn't expected there to be another with the same name in football.

Josh Boyce, likewise, he hadn't heard of, and the face was completely unfamiliar.

Tom Brady, wait, this name seemed familiar.