"Understood."

Li Mochen closed his mouth in a clear mind, thinking that the key was the "interview fee". For the sake of money, his classmates probably would be merciless. Of course, it doesn't matter if those guys say bad things about him, and they will be "clicked" during editing.

"In addition, we also hope that Amo can participate in the event held by the city's Dream City Fighting Club during the holidays, and serve as a temporary teacher hired by the club on weekends to guide the female students of the club to practice swordsmanship. This is the quotation and employment contract they provide. Mr. Li, you can ask your agent to negotiate with them. It must be mentioned that the five senior female students classes in Dream City are all women worth more than 50 million gold shields. They have a great influence in the social circle and fashion industry of Ameriga."

Li Mochen was speechless. This was the reason why he was unwilling to sign more endorsement contracts in the future. It was too troublesome.

If it were in the past, he would refuse without hesitation. But at this time, considering that he could not go to the dark world for the next one or two months, he had no objection.

He saw the amount on the contract, a total of seven classes, including four advanced classes and private guidance, and three public classes. The price of Dream City is 400,000 gold shields per day.

This is not as good as Li Mochen's harvest in the dark world, and his victory lies in stability.

This is also good for him. The Dream City Fighting Club can use his influence among female fans to expand the scale of senior female students. However, Li Mochen himself will also get legal opportunities to get close to fans and further consolidate his fan group. He can also expand his social circle, in short, killing the numbers.

Next is the CIO of Nison East: "The next are your two opponents. After entering the quarterfinals, your opponent is Ibi Brian, who has already clamored in the media, thinking that you were lucky enough to get to this point, and he will make you look like a true face in the quarterfinals."

This man used an ink pen to draw a fork on Ibi Brian's avatar: "This man is considered a deteriorated version of James Lanster. He also relies on a large number of drugs. At the age of 17, he has the strength of level seven. But his swordsmanship is not as good as James Lanster. His control over his body is more rough, so there is no need to care. You can deal with him easily. It is worth noting that it is the quarter-finals, and this guy named Cadio Rhode."

"This man is no stronger than James Lanster, but he has the bloodline of the Nordic gods and can pay the price of losing a huge amount of energy to perform 'ancient traceability'."

The CIO looked at Li Mochen with a frank look: "This will damage his future and make this person unable to exert his true strength within half a year. However, Mr. Li, you are now the target of Arcadis and many sports goods companies sniping. So this must be prevented. Our opponents may strengthen the combat power of Cadio Rhodes when he uses the Titans to the greatest extent."

Li Mochen also looked at the man's photo with a solemn expression. He knew that talented spells such as "Ancient Trace", "Titans Arrival", and "Gods of Heavenly Gods" were used to stimulate the abilities left by his ancestors in his bloodline.

At that time, it was not Cadio Rod himself who fought with him, but part of the will left by the Titan giants in Greek mythology. This is actually not much different from his current state.

"I understand. I will be more careful when fighting, and the way is the same as last time?"

"No, that's against sports ethics after all, and it will somewhat damage your personal image. Our request is to defeat him as quickly as possible, the more straightforward and neat it, the better."

"learn."

Li Mochen looked around the conference room: "Is that the only one?"

"And this Mr. Manda, who is the representative from the headquarters."

Dwight Payton introduced a bald middle-aged man around him: "This person brought a resolution from our marketing department of Nissen Corporation."

"My name is Jogilla Manda."

Mr. Manda put a document in front of Li Mochen: "Mr. Li, I came here this time to solve the risk of a civil war with Mr. Felton Williams. In the schedule set by the NHSAA Tournament Committee this year, representatives from Georgia and Washington will encounter the top 32 battles. In order to ensure that the reputation and influence of you two in the high school group are not affected, we must prepare for the future. So in the next period of time, you must pay attention when you are interviewed by the media."

Li Mochen took the document and read it carefully. At first, he didn't realize it was different. The request from the head office was just to ask him to properly express his respect and even admiration for the person "Felton Williams" during the interview, and try to put himself in a low-key position.

This is in line with the thoughts of oriental people, and is humble and low-key, so Li Mochen just took it lightly.

But when he turned to the second page, Li Mochen frowned slightly and threw the documents in his hand in front of him: "Naeson Sports Group, did I ask me to voluntarily withdraw from the top 32 games, right?"

"That's right!"

Jogilla Manda admitted frankly: "Mr. Li, your combat power is still a significant threat to Williams. After the 32-year battle, it was Green Adams sponsored by Carlom Sports Products. That was a powerful monster, and Williams must remain in full swing to face this enemy. Only in this way can the NHSAA's individual championship fall into our Nissen's hands."

"So why should I let it?"

Li Mochen chuckled: "Is it okay to withdraw from Williams?"

"Mr. Lee, Felton Williams is the strongest high school student in the West Coast in the past two decades and the most popular high school sports star at the moment."

Mr. Manda frowned: "Mr. Li, our company headquarters has evaluated your combat power and believes that you are not Williams's opponent at this stage. Besides, you are only in the 10th grade, aren't you? Williams is likely to graduate early this year, either entering college or directly drafting."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Li Mochen looked at Dwight Payton with no warmth: "Does Mr. Payton also have this opinion?"

"No!"

Dwight Payton had a clear stand, and even smiled on the corner of his lips: "My attitude is that there is no need to avoid civil war, and you cannot force a player with infinite talent to give in. In fact, many directors on the company's board of directors also think that the current CEO of Nissen and some directors of the company believe that they still need to talk to you."

"Mr. Li, this is a beneficial choice for all of us."

Mr. Manda's face looked ugly and his tone turned tough: "Williams is a cold-hearted person. When facing a provocateur like you, he will not show mercy. If the scene loses too badly, or there are physical or even facial injuries, this will be a huge harm to your image. Moreover, we will also make compensation for this and ensure that in the spring individual competition next semester, we will fully assist you in the top eight individual competitions. In addition, Williams will personally express his gratitude to you on various occasions."

"Feel sorry!"

Li Mochen threw the document in his hand into the trash can with care: "We should have nothing to talk about."

He understood a truth a long time ago: Fighting luck must not be given up!

And in his opinion, this battle between the top 32 has already involved the future and growth of luck of the two people.

He is now ambitious. Not only does he want to restore his heyday strength within 10 years, but he is even better than before. He also plans to restore his "Shenxiao Lingyun Purple Gold Tower" to his old view. How can he be courteous to others at this time?
Chapter completed!