## Chapter 43: A Happy Problem! Weekly Salary Increase!
Half an hour later, in the Sheffield first team head coach's office.
Since it wasn't appropriate to negotiate the salaries of adult team players together, Maël entered the office first and sat opposite Gareth Speed, while Gilbert waited outside for the time being.
"I know, Mr. Wenger... but I think we still need to communicate further."
When Maël came in, Gareth Speed was on the phone with Wenger, and simply gestured for him to sit down first.
After he sat down, he observed that Gareth Speed's expression was slightly solemn, and his tone was very low: "A salary increase during a loan period is a somewhat complicated matter. Many clauses aren't fully covered by The FA, and it depends on both clubs specifically."
"The suggestion I'm making is beneficial to both parties, and I hope Mr. Wenger can adopt it."
Maël initially thought that Sheffield would have to bear part of his salary increase, which was why Gareth Speed had such a reaction.
But thinking about it carefully, that didn't seem very likely.
He knew best how Gareth Speed had treated him since he came to the club, and given his recent performance, Gareth Speed shouldn't refuse a salary increase.
From the perspective of the player market, it's an iron rule that more capable players get higher salaries.
If income doesn't match ability, it's easy for a player's mentality to become unbalanced and their performance to decline over time.
Of course, clubs wouldn't be greedy for such a small advantage. They would love to keep better players with higher salaries, and even actively look for such opportunities.
Arsenal's decision to proactively propose a salary increase was the best example.
"Yes, Sheffield United is willing to bear the full salary after the player's salary increase."
Gareth Speed was about to light a cigarette in his office seat, but stopped when he saw Maël, "I just hope Arsenal doesn't recall the player halfway through the season, and removes the recall clause."
So that's it... Maël immediately understood. His contract had an agreement that Arsenal had the right to recall the player halfway through the season.
This time, taking advantage of his salary increase, Sheffield wanted to remove this agreement by fully bearing the salary.
They wanted to keep him, at least for a season! Maël then saw Gareth Speed grit his teeth and nod helplessly, "Okay, then... let's see what the player thinks."
After hanging up the phone, Gareth Speed was about to say something, but Maël interrupted him with a smile: "Sir, I understand what both of you mean."
After saying this, he didn't say anything more, and Gareth Speed didn't respond. The atmosphere in the office fell into a silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"I've thought it through."
After a long time, Gareth Speed seemed to understand Maël's thoughts. Sometimes you don't need to say too much in a conversation, "Then let's talk about the salary. Mr. Wenger's idea is to increase the weekly salary to 10k."
"And remove the previous agreement of 20k for 20 appearances in the contract, and replace it with '15 goal contributions' for 20k salary."
"Someone should be bringing the contract to Sheffield tomorrow. I'm mainly asking for your opinion on their behalf."
Maël didn't plan to haggle. He directly nodded and agreed with a smile, "I think it's very good, no problem."
The club proactively proposed a salary increase, which represented their sincerity. If he were to be coy about it at this time, it would make him seem greedy.
Moreover, going from 2.5k to 10k was already very good.
After all, he had only played two professional league games. No matter how amazing he was, people would suspect that he lacked stamina.
When dealing with clubs in the early stages of his career, it's best to fight for less, build closer relationships, and cooperate amicably.
When he really achieves certain results and his personal value and reputation are relatively stable, it won't be too late to fight for various guarantees for himself.
"Maël."
Before leaving, Gareth Speed's eyes showed bitterness, but he was smiling, "Tell me, do I hope you continue to be so amazing, or do I hope you are mediocre and only make occasional contributions?"
"This is obviously a happy problem, and I don't think either choice is right."
"The two clubs being like this is actually a happy problem for me too." Maël shook his head and smiled, telling the truth.
This may also be something he will inevitably experience in his growth. It's not that a person who advances all the way won't have any troubles.
There's no need to be indecisive. If he wants to play in the top leagues sooner, he must make trade-offs and endure the reluctance to part in the future.
After leaving the office, Maël waited for Gilbert for a while. Only then did he put aside his distracting thoughts and savor the moment.
A salary of 10k, a monthly salary of more than forty thousand Pounds!
After deducting taxes and other expenses, he can still get more than twenty thousand Pounds. His income level has been greatly improved!
This brings a great sense of security; money is the courage of heroes.
Calculating his savings, he initially received a Signing Fee of 30,000 Pounds. After a little over two months, his after-tax salary was around 15,000 Pounds.
Adding the 6,000 Pounds bonus from his first appearance, the 9,500 Pounds bonus from his previous appearance, and the 4,000 Pounds endorsement fee from not long ago.
His total income is around 65,000 Pounds. After deducting rent deposits and other daily expenses, as well as the money sent home, he has more than 50,000 Pounds left.
"After a few more months of salary and bonuses, I'll have enough to buy a small sports car."
He smiled. Since he was waiting for Gilbert anyway, he called his uncle to share the good news and confirm when the family would come to England.
His salary will definitely increase, and it's good to spend some money on the only relatives in this world to repay their kindness in raising him.
"How much?!"
His uncle Clermont's voice had a hint of losing control. He suddenly took a breath of cold air, and after a moment of silence, he sighed, "I've been watching your games and guessed that you might have a meteoric rise, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."
"It's only been how long, Maël? I feel like I'm living in a dream, watching you go from 800 Pounds to 2500 Pounds and then to a 10k Weekly Salary. It's really amazing."
"I'm afraid that when I wake up again, you'll suddenly raise your salary to 30,000 Pounds."
Maël smiled from the bottom of his heart. After coming to this different world, he has slowly and completely accepted his aunt and uncle, treating them as family.
People need something to rely on, something to care about.
Now that he hasn't started a family or met many people, Clermont's home is a place he values very much.
After saying this, he brought up the matter of the family coming to England.
"It might have to be in October. Ava has some conflicts with her classmates at school and has become a bit withdrawn at home. I've been discussing this with the teacher recently."
After listening to his uncle's words, Maël nodded slightly and, after thinking about the schedule, said, "Then let's make it early October. There will be a home game then."
After discussing this, they hung up the phone.
Maël thought for a while and prepared to send a few thousand Pounds back home later, so that his uncle could find some psychological counseling for Ava.
His aunt and uncle's family still live a hard life. They both work very late every day and don't have much time to spend with their children when they get home.
As his income increases, he can reduce the family's pressure and let them spend more time with their children.
Not long after, Gilbert walked out of the office with an excited expression, "8k, although it's not as much as you, it's still very good."
He excitedly put his arm around Maël's shoulder, and after walking out of the administrative building, he took a breath of fresh air and shouted, "17 years old and earning more than 30,000 Pounds a month, do you know how awesome that is?"
Looking at the vitality on his face, Maël touched his own immature face again. Yes, he is only 17 years old.
How can all of this not be exhilarating?
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