March 8th, Maël took a day to go with Mendes, who had come to Sheffield City again, to the endorsement company.
This was a clothing factory located north of Sheffield, a start-up company. It was said that the founder was a very young woman who studied fashion design and was determined to create a sports clothing brand.
"I hope we can make a quick decision."
In the car, Mendes looked energetic. He was always like this, able to maintain his energy even when flying around. "If we can complete the endorsement process here in the afternoon, we can sit in London and sign the second one in the evening.
"Finish the battle in one day, stay in London for one night, and then rush back tomorrow."
Maël looked out the window and said, "I think so too."
"Why did you suddenly call me here yesterday?"
Mendes looked at him, a little curious: "Are you short of money? That shouldn't be the case. Or are you just curious about the endorsement process?"
"I am a little short of money."
Maël turned his head and, after considering it, told the truth: "I'm planning to invest in ins during this period, the software I showed you last time. Mr. Mendes, are you interested?"
"Invest?"
Mendes' eyes widened, very surprised: "Have you thought about it? This is not a small matter, and looking at you, are you planning to invest all your wealth?"
The advice he gave Maël last time was just to use his personal influence to attract attention, but he didn't mention investing money.
After all, these are two completely different concepts. Investing money requires real money.
"I've thought about it."
Maël smiled and said, "I've contacted them. They should be coming over in two weeks. I just don't know how many shares I can get.
"I think they have a lot of potential. Anyway, I don't have much to spend on my own. My biggest idea right now is to buy a car when I get my driver's license. At my current rate of earning money, I'll have enough money to buy a car when I get my license.
"As for a house... when I go back to London, I can find a luxury house that accepts rent-to-own, move in first, and give him the money when I have enough."
Mendes was definitely shocked. After a while, he calmed down and said, "Listen, Maël, I admire you very much for having this awareness at this age and daring to take risks.
"But, investing all your wealth at once, isn't that a bit too rash?"
Maël looked at him, knowing that there would be a long lecture next, and he was prepared to let it go in one ear and out the other.
"..."
Sure enough, Mendes talked eloquently, from commercial law to economics, and then to the current market environment, the major giants of social software, and so on.
Maël nodded from time to time, and from time to time pretended to be educated.
But after Mendes finished speaking, he asked a question: "Mr. Mendes, I also sincerely advise you, are you sure you don't want to invest a little?"
Mendes realized that he still hadn't listened, shrugged slightly, and gave up: "I have more profitable business... Okay, since you insist on trying, I won't say more.
"Send me the contract when it comes out, and I'll have the legal department take a look to avoid you being deceived."
As he spoke, the two of them arrived at the entrance of a clothing factory. There was a Porsche 911 parked there, with a pink color scheme, which must belong to the owner of this clothing factory.
As if seeing their car, the door of the Porsche opened, revealing a pair of high-shaft leather boots, and above them were a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs, wearing black and gray thick stockings.
A very young girl walked out of the car. She was wearing a beige coat with a black sweater inside. Her golden hair made her face extremely fair, and her facial features were distinct, giving people a feeling of aggressiveness and a bit of sexiness.
"Bang!" She pushed the car door shut, raised her head and walked over, reaching out to Maël: "Isabella."
"Are you the owner of this clothing factory?"
Maël shook her hand. She was a little too young... She felt about the same age as him: "I
"This is its second year. Last year, we completed the design of all the series, promotional preparations, rental of venues, purchase of equipment, and so on. We just recruited workers some time ago and are ready for production."
Maël followed her into the clothing factory and saw a wide array of machines and equipment, as well as many drawings.
Of course, there were also some strange and quirky decoration styles typical of young entrepreneurs. It was clearly a factory, but it looked like a girl's room.
"So you're around twenty?"
Mendes looked around the factory, feeling slightly relieved. "Your father must be very wealthy? No offense, but could you tell me his name?"
Isabella's faint smile remained unchanged, but she refused directly, "My father is in the real estate business, and my family is doing well. I'm not comfortable revealing his name."
Mendes wasn't disappointed. He nodded and didn't say anything more. He walked around the factory with Isabella and talked for a while. He found that this girl had a maturity beyond her age.
She must have had a good education and many opportunities to learn from her mistakes since she was young. Hmm, she can afford the endorsement fee.
"I figured it out a long time ago."
Isabella led the two towards the office, logically explaining her motives, "If I want to create a sports brand and pilot sales in Sheffield City, and then slowly expand to the whole of England.
"Then the best thing for me to do is find a football star who plays in Sheffield City, so my goal is obvious.
"Maël." She turned to look at Maël with a smile, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration.
The three soon arrived at an office. A contract was placed on the table, ready to be signed here before heading to the city center for photo shoots and other procedures.
"A one-year short-term contract."
Isabella picked up the contract and placed it in front of the two of them. "The endorsement fee is £400,000, paid in one lump sum. The player needs to complete a set of photos, shoot two commercials, and do four promotional events.
"Don't worry, it's very simple. If we're fast, we can finish it this afternoon. The promotion isn't troublesome either. Just post the photos and advertising copy we've prepared on your social media.
"I've already discussed all of this with Mr. Mendes. If there are no problems, let's sign it."
Mendes picked up the contract and read it carefully. After a while, he looked up. "This signing ceremony is the simplest I've ever experienced, but I still look forward to a pleasant cooperation."
"Pleasant cooperation."
The three signed the contract. After signing, they walked towards the factory gate, preparing to go to the city center for the shoot.
"Maël."
Before leaving, Isabella stopped Maël and picked up her IPhone4. "Let's take a photo together in front of my car."
Maël couldn't figure out what she was up to, but he still stepped forward and stood beside her.
Isabella raised her phone and leaned her body towards Maël, smiling brightly at Maël, then turned her gaze to the camera.
She clicked her right hand continuously, taking seven or eight photos in a row before stopping, and waved goodbye to Maël. "I might drive a little faster. I'll wait for you at the agreed place."
"Okay."
Maël waved to her. He was a little confused throughout the entire signing ceremony, feeling it was a bit hasty, but fortunately, it was signed.
Next, he hoped that this beautiful Miss Isabella would transfer the money to his bank account on time. All morning, Maël was at the photo shoot location, taking many photos with samples according to the requirements, and also wearing several outfits.
The quality of the clothes was not bad, and the design was unique, with certain selling points, which made him feel a little more at ease with Isabella.
Although she is young, her business ability may be really good... I guess so, otherwise she wouldn't have such a unique vision to find someone to endorse her during the start-up phase.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, he followed Isabella to the studio to shoot commercials, which was quite a novel experience.
It's just that he had no experience, and it took many takes to pass, wasting a lot of time.
By the time everything was done, it was already past four o'clock. He discussed it with Mendes and decided to rush to London today to finalize that deal as well, otherwise it would be even more troublesome.
"I hope my clothes sell well."
Before parting, Isabella shook hands and hugged Maël gently. She yearned, "If your fame really helps me sell out in Sheffield City, and the influence slowly spreads to the whole of England, I will definitely give you a big bonus.
"Don't worry, generosity has always been a tradition in our family. I have been determined to be as generous as my father since I was a child."
"Haha." Maël smiled. After a day of cooperation, he had a good impression of Isabella. "I'm also very much looking forward to it. I wish your sports brand success. Good luck."
"Good luck!" Isabella blinked her eyes playfully, clenched her fist, and finally waved goodbye to Maël.
In the evening, Maël and Mendes arrived in London together and came to the headquarters of that Sports Drink Brand.
This endorsement was still a one-year short-term contract, but the endorsement fee was only around 250,000, which may be Maël's true level now. The one in Sheffield City was obviously a bit overpriced.
As for the reason, Maël would assume it was because he had a certain influence in the city, which could help her sell a lot of clothes in Sheffield.
However, although the endorsement fee from this merchant was small, the process was not lacking at all.
In terms of formality and professionalism, it was significantly better than Isabella's clothing factory, making them seem like the £400,000 one.
By the time the process here was finished, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
Maël, feeling a little tired, returned to the hotel with Mendes, each taking a room and falling into a deep sleep.
Overall, today's experience was not bad, and it did allow him to accumulate a lot of experience in this area, so he wouldn't be intimidated when facing large manufacturers in the future.
The next day, Maël and Mendes parted ways at the airport, their destinations different.
At the moment of parting again, the two felt a little sentimental. After multiple interactions, they had gradually developed a feeling of being old friends.
"There will be many more times like this in the future, that's how players and agents are."
Mendes grinned, carrying his briefcase and traveling light, "A very easy £650,000, I hope this will inspire you to move forward faster, and easily earn millions, tens of millions of pounds in the future."
"Endorsements are much easier than a fixed salary, you only need to shoot some commercials and make an appearance to get a generous reward."
"I will."
Maël, well-rested, was indeed refreshed, "Then I'll go first, my plane is about to arrive."
"Okay."
Mendes waved to him, estimated the time, and finally said, "See you in London next time, I have a surprise for you, you'll know when you get to Sheffield."
Maël nodded, waved to him with a smile, and walked towards the boarding gate, flying back to Sheffield City.
Once in the city, he didn't rush back, but went to an ATM, inserted his card, wanting to see how much savings he had.
[1723122.49]
Seeing the number above, Maël breathed a sigh of relief, but then immediately felt something was wrong.
During this time, his after-tax salary should be around £240,000, plus the £360,000 after-tax bonus for scoring 40+ and 50+ goals in the bonus contract, and excluding the wages paid to Harry and Safina, rent, and other miscellaneous expenses.
His savings should be around £1.33 million.
He had previously calculated that these two endorsement fees were £331,000, which should add up to £1.66 million, but the result was £60,000 more.
Suddenly, he remembered what Mendes said before he got in the car and understood.
Mendes didn't take a cut? He really gave it to him? He opened his phone, wanting to call Mendes and ask, he didn't really need that £60,000, that time was just a joke.
As soon as he opened his phone, he saw many messages popping up from Mendes.
——"It's difficult in the beginning, you need money, don't call, don't send messages, take it, I hope you have good luck."
——"It won't be like this next time, don't think about running away from the 15% commission again, hahaha!"
Maël put down his phone, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart. In the end, he still pulled out his card and walked towards home.
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