Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 849 - 570: Wei Song Rejoins the Team (2)

Actually, when Zhang Yang called Wei Song and found the line busy, Wei Song was discussing the club matters with another friend. The title of Third-level Competitive Fishing Master is quite impressive, and Wei Song’s personal skills are not weak. Joining an ordinary club as a first-team main player would not be an issue at all.

However, the conditions offered to Wei Song were quite generous, even including a six-figure signing fee, which was full of sincerity.

But even so, Wei Song still did not relent.

Was it because he thought the offer was too little? No, it was because Wei Song also cared about his good brother Zhang Yang.

What is the romance of grown men? It’s like Wei Song and Zhang Yang’s mutual supportive friendship.

After finalizing the main team lineup, in the following days, things on the club’s side began to get on track.

Zhang Yang took his team to tidy up the small building which they had used as their base for almost a year, and then went through a relatively detailed and professional planning. The functionality of different rooms was redeployed.

Various materials for applying to establish the club were also gathered and submitted as required, waiting for approval before officially putting up the sign.

During the transition from informal to formal, Zhang Yang and Old Zhao did another very important thing.

They re-signed contracts with all club members.

A standard club contract, and an agency contract. If any of the club’s anglers became famous in the future, with related industry advertisements or endorsements, the club could also receive a certain percentage of the commission.

Overall, the contract terms that Zhang Yang offered to the team members were quite good.

Ordinary team members receive a basic salary of seven thousand, with Han Mocheng as the captain getting a direct ten thousand. Performance and assessments are counted separately, full payment of the five social insurances and one housing fund, along with decent meal and transport allowances, and phone bill subsidies every month.

Apart from these, all expenses related to participating in competitions will be fully reimbursed by the club. At the end of the year, based on the year’s performance, they can receive a generous bonus.

Adding up all the benefits, the average salary is above ten thousand, and the various bonuses that members receive after achieving results are theirs entirely save for legally required taxes; the company doesn’t take a cut.

Of course, during their tenure at the club, all their trophies and certificates of honor are owned by the club. For this, Zhang Yang specifically asked the team members to clean out a room at the club’s base to serve as an Honor Room for all the accolades won at competitions.

Four days after Zhang Yang’s call to Wei Song, a silver Jetta car pulled up at the entrance of the club’s base.

Wei Song, dressed smartly, got out of the driver’s seat, looked around, and took out his phone to call Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was training in the practice pool at the club’s backyard with the team. Hearing the phone, he quickly picked it up.

"Hello? Zhang Yang, where are you? I’ve arrived at the location you sent me, but I don’t see a club sign."

"You’re here? Wait there, I’ll come get you!"

Ending the call, Zhang Yang quickly jogged towards the entrance.

Opening the side door, Zhang Yang scanned the street outside, quickly spotting Wei Song with his short buzz cut, sunglasses, and sleek leather jacket.

"Brother Song!"

"Ha, you sure kept it well hidden!"

Having not seen each other for over half a year, the two quickly walked towards each other, warmly shaking hands and hugging tightly.

"Hehe! The application has been submitted, but the sign isn’t officially up yet. It should be ready in about ten days. The club’s main entrance is on the east side, and downstairs along the street are commercial storefronts, a bit far. We usually use the side entrance! Come on, I’ll take you for a tour of our club base!" Zhang Yang laughed, leading Wei Song towards the club’s grounds.

The venue Zhang Yang and the team currently rented was an old state-owned enterprise’s area leased through Old Zhao’s friend. Aside from the leased commercial storefront along the street, the upstairs and backyard areas are quite spacious.

It’s more than enough space for a club base, with over a dozen rooms in total, and a backyard of about five to six hundred square meters. Last year, two small practice pools were dug out in the backyard for training and experimental data testing — more than sufficient.

Zhang Yang took Wei Song upstairs to look around the different functional rooms in the club, then led him to the backyard.

"Guys, hold off on the training for a bit and see who’s here!" Zhang Yang called out, and everyone looked up and gave a nod of attention.

"Brother Song!"

"Brother Wei!"

Both Meng Fan and Liu Zi knew Wei Song. Though not particularly close, their relationship was much stronger than with ordinary fishing friends. After all, when Zhang Yang took them out for competitions, Wei Song also entertained them out of hospitality.

"Haha, hello everyone, I’m Wei Song! From now on, we’re all in the same boat, so please take care of me!" Being someone who has experienced many ups and downs, Wei Song was quite adept in such situations.

Zhang Yang introduced, "You’ve met Liu Zi and Meng Fan before, Brother Song, so I won’t go into too much detail. This is Han Mocheng, now the team captain. We call him Big Han, with solid skills and strong mentality.

This is Xiaobao, a friend’s kid who’s been with our team for almost a year, sharp and observant, with room for improvement in fishing skills!

This is Wei Song I told you about, Brother Mighty Song! A Third-level Competitive Fishing Master, his fishing skills are top-notch!

Our club is established, and Brother Song, you can temporarily serve as our vice-captain. Once we gel together, we’ll adjust if needed!"

On-site, Zhang Yang went through a round of introductions and unilaterally decided the appointment of Wei Song as vice-captain without consulting anyone.

Hearing this introduction and arrangement, Han Mocheng magnanimously laughed and said, "I’ve heard of Brother Song’s name when I used to compete! How about this, let Brother Song be captain, and I’ll be vice-captain! The club is all brothers, we must follow some sense of seniority, no need to overly fuss over it!"

Hearing this, Wei Song repeatedly waved off the offer saying, "My ability is limited, coming to work here while still having to periodically take care of my family, even being a vice-captain might be overestimating me, so let Little Han remain the captain!"

Seeing both of them politely refusing back and forth, Zhang Yang waved his hand, "Stop nagging! Let’s go by what I said, you’re all my brothers, and I’m sure your temperaments are solid. When there’s an issue at the club, just discuss it among yourselves!"

After Zhang Yang’s firm stance, Han Mocheng and Wei Song stopped declining and accepted Zhang Yang’s appointment.

"Alright, Brother Song is here, and it’s almost meal time! Let’s wrap up the morning training here. Xiaobao, go get the car, Liu Zi, call to book a room, and bring a few bottles of the good wine stored in our club warehouse. It’s time to welcome and toast Brother Song’s arrival!"

At Zhang Yang’s call, the team quickly got busy.

Those booking the room did so, and the driver got the car ready. Soon, their club’s Iveco was at the ready, and everyone piled in heading straight to their regular restaurant.

With Zhang Yang as the backbone, the team’s atmosphere was quite harmonious, and Wei Song, being far from shy and socially adept, fit right in.

In just one meal, through drinking, Wei Song had already gotten close to everyone. By the time lunch was over and everyone was full and satisfied, they were all arm-in-arm, calling each other brothers.

With this, the core team of the club was complete, leaving only the formalities to be approved before officially putting up the sign.