Leverkusen Club.

José Sanchez left the sporting director's office with a few of his underlings.

After looking around, the little assistant carefully entered the door and whispered, "Boss, that gentleman just now was from Real Madrid..."

Völler cut his cigar and laughed, "For now, the Bernabéu might not be such a good place to go."

The little assistant nodded earnestly and handed over a few reports: "As of last week, Li's jersey sales accounted for 80% of the club's total sales, plus the club's Champions League quarter-final broadcast revenue and UEFA bonuses..."

"In other words, Li has made a lot, a lot of money for Leverkusen."

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

Völler studied the report carefully and laughed, "More of a lucky accident, I originally intended to imitate Wolfsburg's transfer plan."

The little assistant quickly said, "Boss, there are many small Asians in the European second-tier leagues these past two years... Although their level is very low and they have never entered the first team, we can..."

Völler waved his hand and pointed to the pie chart of profit distribution, saying, "There is only one Li in this world."

"As long as they perform well enough, players from any country or region will be respected by the market."

"The place where players can realize their value is always on the field."

...

After the training session.

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

A pile of handmade pottery and Andalusian ham.

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

After entering the Champions League quarter-finals, he had finally saved enough money to buy a big house.

But Brandt's thinking was very clear: all this was because he had hitched a ride on Li's coattails.

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

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

The little assistant trotted into the dormitory and said, "Li, we have to shoot the last commercial for Veltins!"

Brandt was stunned, and it dawned on him: the money Li earned from Veltins... could buy several big houses!

Li Kang is now an 18-year-old adult, and FIFA's policy on the protection of underage property no longer applies to him.

He can purchase real estate, but there are too many goblins throughout Germany, not a place to settle down for long.

Spending money is also a complex art.

...

Spring has arrived in North Rhine.

The accumulated snow melts.

The dormant stream quietly awakens, breaking through the ice and rushing into the riverbank, swift and cheerful.

By the riverbank, two herons are savoring fresh fish.

Tender buds grow on the bare branches, and a flock of blue jays shake off the excess snow.

A business car with the Leverkusen team emblem slowly drove along the mountain road.

The little assistant shrank his head: "When the snow melts, it's also the coldest time! Li, after we finish shooting the last commercial, we won't need to come to the old town of Veltins again!"

Li Kang was holding a tablet, watching the recording of the first leg of the Champions League quarter-final between Atlético Madrid and Barcelona.

Torres, past his prime, is indeed still the nemesis of the Camp Nou.

Barcelona narrowly won with Suárez's brace.

The attitudes of the two coaches were the complete opposite of the match result.

Enrique was at a loss.

Simeone was all smiles.

...

The staff took the box and handed it to Claudia.

Opening it, she saw it was a gorgeous accessory embroidered with Iberian elements.

Claudia smiled and said nothing.

The shooting scene was silent for a long time.

The little assistant and Ms. Sandra looked at each other: Is being mute contagious?

The bearded director couldn't hold back and exclaimed, "This is a Manila shawl, noble and elegant yet full of romance. It originated in the Dragon Kingdom and was introduced to the Iberian Peninsula in the eighteenth century. Even girls with no interest in fashion cannot resist its charm."

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

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

...

The shooting content is very simple.

Just wear a jersey with the Veltins logo, juggle the ball a few times, and kick a few wooden barrels.

The rest is all left to post-production.

The higher the celebrity of the spokesperson, the less fancy advertising scripts are needed.

How does that saying go?

Even a celebrity's fart smells good.

...

After the shooting ended.

The little assistant and Ms. Sandra scurried into the conference room to discuss the final details of the contract fulfillment.

Li Kang took a shower, changed back into casual clothes, and walked out of the locker room.

The bearded director reluctantly gave him a hug.

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

After saying that, he led the crew away quickly.

...

Li Kang came to the most familiar place in the old town.

The setting sun.

The wheelchair slowly rolled over the bluestone bricks.

He grasped the handle of the wheelchair.

"I like it very much."

The Manila shawl concealed the girl's imperfections.

The pattern formed by the fusion of traditional Eastern elements and Iberian culture, covering the Aryan, inspired infinite mysterious beauty.

Li Kang closed his eyes.

The shadow in his brain sometimes expanded violently and sometimes contracted slowly.

Will Stamford Bridge be the end of Leverkusen and himself on the road to the Champions League?