Chapter Eighty-Eight: Yesterday's Blood
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In Petri's office, Gu Yu is signing his first team guarantee contract under the guidance of the team manager.
Theoretically, this kind of contract signing only needs to be operated by the team's legal department, and there is no need for Petri to come forward in person.
But today, there are two reasons that led Petri to decide to sign this contract with Gu Yu himself.
"That's it?"
After signing as required, Gu Yu scratched his head and said: "The content of the NBA contract is less than imagined!" ”
"Don't worry, I must sign in today until your hand is broken." Petri's face was black, but witty words came out of his mouth involuntarily, as if as long as he stood by Gu Yu's side, his personality would become strange: "There are still seven contracts over there, and a few will be added after the start of the regular season, and there are special contracts in the playoffs." ”
"That's what it's like!"
Gu Yu nodded with satisfaction, as if the leader was inspecting the work, and said while signing: "I don't have an agent for the time being, do you think I want to find a lawyer to help me take a look, in case you cheat me??" ”
“…… I'll pit you big head son! Petri was speechless.
"Big head son?" Gu Yu scratched his head: "Evans's head is not too big!" ”
“…… Sign Sign Sign Your Signature...... "Petri felt like he was about to have a heart attack.
"By the way, I didn't look at the contract period, salary or anything in detail, you gave me popular science?" Gu Yu asked as he signed.
“…… Yes. ”
Petri also couldn't help Gu Yu's cheekiness, and when he coughed and was about to speak, he felt funny.
I'm also the general manager of an NBA team, and I'm not admired by everyone outside, but I'm also a successful person, right? Will you explain the details of the contract to a second-round show here? Shouldn't this kind of basic thing be done by the Ministry of Justice?
However, Petri just thinks about it, it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God, although Gu Yu is not a big god, and even in Petri's eyes, he does not even have the level of an ordinary rotation player. But Gu Yu's self-familiar temperament really made it impossible to refuse his request.
After sorting out his thoughts, Petri said: "Don't be angry with me to be honest, normally speaking, the contract period and salary of rookie players are related to their draft picks. ”
"Needless to say, the lotto show is basically a four-year period, of which the first two years are fully guaranteed, and the last two years are team options, and the option is calculated in two years, which is what we call the 2+1+1 contract form. In addition, there is also a 3+1 contract form, and the content distribution is similar to that of 2+1+1. ”
"I've heard of it." Gu Yu nodded and continued to sign.
I've heard you call me a fart!
Petri complained in his heart and continued: "The specific amount of the rookie contract is ranked according to the rank, and the higher the rank, the higher the annual salary. The annual salary of the champion is roughly equivalent to the NBA's middle-class contract, with an average annual salary of about five or six million dollars over four years. ”
"Damn, that cousin has a lot of money!" Gu Yu made a movement in his hand, raised his eyes and said, "Damn, let him treat him after the training is over!" ”
"Whatever you want, whatever you ......"
Petri continued to explain with a black line: "What about you, because you are a second-round pick and you were selected at the bottom of the comparison, so the contract period is a two-year contract according to the convention. The first year is fully guaranteed, and the second year is the team option, which is what we call a 1+1 contract. ”
"How much?" Gu Yu asked without raising his head.
"It is equivalent to a basic salary, more than 310,000 yuan a season." When Petri answered, his body took half a step back, and in his judgment, according to Gu Yu's temper, maybe he would punch himself when he opened his hand.
"Oh......? More than 310,000 a year? ”
Gu Yu really stopped the movement in his hand, tapped his chin with the pen in his right hand, thought about it carefully, and then grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, that's not bad!" ”
"Don't worry, it will rise to more than 400,000 in the second year, and if you play well, you can get a big contract in the future...... Ahh ”
Halfway through Petri's series of explanatory words, he realized that something was wrong, and opened his mouth wide and said, "What are you talking about??" ”
"I said, it's not bad!"
Gu Yu continued to bow his head and sign, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "According to the current exchange rate, converted into the RMB of my motherland, I am a person with an annual salary of more than two million hahaha!" ”
"So fast??" Petri was a little surprised, didn't most of the athletes have poor results? How could this Gu Yu calculate the amount of RMB so quickly?
"I am the world's No. 1 in basic education in the Great Heavenly Empire!" Gu Yu waved his fist with a proud expression.
"Uh...... That ......"
Petri still didn't believe that Gu Yu was not angry, and said tentatively: "The more than 310,000 I just said is a pre-tax ......."
"That's not too bad!" Gu Yu didn't care, and continued to sign him: "I can play ball, make money, and support myself with my favorite things, is there anything happier in the world?" ”
This guy ......
Looking at Gu Yu's happy appearance, Petri's opinion of the oil head in front of him changed a little for the first time.
The players I have seen have gone to sea, and how many players have had all kinds of stiffness with the management because of the slightest difference in money, which makes everyone in the circle known and very unpleasant.
In fact, the teams are also helpless, rookie contracts, veteran contracts, top salaries, middle-class contracts, etc., and the approximate amount of contracts are all stipulated by the league, at most they just fluctuate within a range. The players are not satisfied with the amount of the contract, the deadline, the team is really just a scapegoat, there is no way to change it.
For this reason, Petri himself does not know how many lawsuits he has endured, let alone the entire alliance.
Not to mention the little people like the second-round show, how many superstars have to show face to the management because the contract amount is less than hundreds of thousands, and even let the agent threaten the team. It is understandable for Petri to strive for his own interests to the greatest extent, but doing so much is a little difficult for him, an old-fashioned person, to accept.
And in front of him, this happy young man who signed a contract is so simple and straightforward at this point, even ...... And a few points of chance are really cute.
And in my heart, I only regard him as a cash cow, thinking about how to squeeze him to the greatest extent, like this...... Is it really good?
"Gu, wait a minute."
Thinking like this, Petri was determined, took two steps forward, and took a contract back from Gu Yu's hand.
"Eh, what are you doing? I haven't signed it yet! ”
Gu Yu stretched out his hand to get the contract back.
"I'll add one to the back, you watch, I will definitely not pit you!"
For some reason, a wave of enthusiasm that only he had when he was a player surged up, and he added a clause to the end of the contract by hand.
"What does this mean??"
Looking at the newly added clauses, Gu Yu frowned and asked.
"You sign it before I change my mind. I'll take care of it on the board side, you don't have to worry. This clause ...... Just think I'm hot-blooded! ”
Petri smiled and looked at Gu Yu with a serious face, as if he was looking at the self who was high-spirited and had a salary of thousands of yuan before his knee injury a few decades ago, but he was delusional about conquering the alliance and conquering the world.
This is like my toast to the past, to the strength that is rare in you, all this......
"Dedicated to my bloody ...... yesterday!"