The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills-Chapter 232 - 63: Wang Shuo Is Back! Behold the Power of a Bundesliga Star! I Need Wang Shuo on My Team
Wang Shuo immediately understood what his parents meant.
When it came down to it, his parents were just concerned with their social standing.
If he bought houses in the city and the provincial capital, they would have more prestige when talking with the other villagers.
"Alright, I’ll do whatever you say."
Wang Shuo genuinely didn’t mind.
For him, earning money in Europe and bringing it back home to spend was a pretty good deal.
Besides, with his current situation, there were plenty of ways for him to make money.
Take now, for instance.
Before he left Germany, Thomas Essien had told him that the German car manufacturer they had been in contact with for a while had recently shown even stronger interest.
Backed by his powerful home country, those car brands were naturally scrambling to sign Wang Shuo.
"Let’s buy two, one for Xiao Wei," Wang Shuo said, thinking of his cousin.
Although he was his cousin, he was practically a biological brother to him.
"On that matter, you have to listen to your aunt."
"What did my aunt say?"
"When we discussed it with your aunt and uncle, they both said that you can buy as many houses as you want, but they should be in your name. Don’t buy one for Xiao Wei."
"Your aunt said you’re already paying for Xiao Wei’s education—high school and college, tuition and living expenses—which is already a huge sum. You also rebuilt their house for them. You’ve already been good enough to them."
"Even with those two houses in Lingshan State, it was only after we brought it up several times that your aunt agreed, and that was for Xiao Wei’s sake."
After hearing this, Wang Shuo nodded repeatedly.
That really did sound like something his aunt would do.
As the saying goes: even with the closest of family, it’s best to keep finances clear.
Whenever money was involved, the clearer the lines, the better.
"Alright then, you decide. I have no objections," Wang Shuo finalized.
And so, for the next few days, Wang Shuo and his parents were busy traveling to Quanjiang City and the provincial capital to look at properties.
To Wang Shuo’s surprise, he didn’t even have to pay for anything.
His parents had been saving all the money he usually sent back.
They only took it all out when it was time to buy the houses.
With a man of local influence like Jiang Pengju leading the way, plus Wang Shuo’s fame, things went very smoothly.
They bought two apartments in one go in the best part of downtown Quanjiang City. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
They also bought two more in a good area of the provincial capital.
The most outrageous part was, on Jiang Pengju’s advice, they went straight from the provincial capital to Hu City and bought another apartment in a prime location in the new district.
Of course, the one in Hu City had to be mortgaged.
"Dad, Mom, can we even live in all these houses?" Wang Shuo simply couldn’t understand it.
"We’ll live in them over time. When you come back in the future, you can live wherever you please."
Wang Shuo finally understood his parents’ line of thinking completely.
They had no investment channels.
His parents had been simple, honest people their whole lives. They lived in the village, and the farthest they had ever traveled was to the Quanjiang City District.
Now that Wang Shuo was suddenly earning so much money, it was actually a source of great anxiety for them.
Because they didn’t know what to do with it.
Deposit it in a bank?
The interest was too low.
Lend it to others for interest?
Every year they heard stories about someone from some village running off, leaving behind a mountain of debt.
Start their own business or factory?
They didn’t know what to do, weren’t cut out for business, and were afraid of getting scammed if they invested with others.
So, with no other options, the most basic investment they could think of was buying property and land.
But land in the village was hard to buy, as it all belonged to fellow villagers.
They didn’t dare buy land from other villages, fearing they wouldn’t be able to secure it even after purchase.
That only left buying houses.
"You know, this might actually turn into a way to get rich."
Jiang Pengju said jokingly when he was talking privately with Wang Shuo.
"Get outta here. Everyone’s saying that housing prices are inflated, that it’s a bubble bound to burst. The prices in our state and the city are already so high, how could they possibly go up any more?"
Jiang Pengju also shook his head nonstop.
It was hard to say for Lingshan State, but the geographical location of the Quanjiang City District was quite good.
And the provincial capital was even better, of course.
"I was pretty worried when I bought my place, so I went and asked a buddy of mine who works for the city government. Guess what he told me?"
Wang Shuo shook his head.
"He said that Quanjiang City is a coastal city. As long as the economy continues to grow, the housing prices will be fine. Right now, the price in some areas is as low as two or three thousand. After the government crunches its own numbers, they’re not even making a profit selling the land; it’s more about stimulating investment."
"Add the cost of the land to the construction costs—you do the math. How much lower could it possibly go?"
After hearing that, Wang Shuo thought about it for a moment and felt it made sense.
In any case, he didn’t understand this kind of thing.
Right now, his mind was solely focused on playing football and making money.
As for how his parents spent the money, as long as they weren’t spending it recklessly or picking up any vices, he wouldn’t interfere.
...
While Wang Shuo was in China buying properties from Quanjiang to the provincial capital, then to Hu City, and finally returning to Lingshan State, far away in Dortmund, Germany, Klopp was sitting in a conference room at Westfalen Stadium.
Seated across from him was Dortmund’s core management team.
In the center was the President of Dortmund, Vice President of the German Football Association, and President of the German Professional Football League, Reinhard Laubal.
The Chairman of the Supervisory Board and Vice Chairman of the Board of Directors, Gerd Piper.
The Chairman of the Board of Directors, Hans Josef Watzke.
Chief Executive Officer and Financial Director, Marcus Kneipen.
Chief Financial Officer, Thomas Tres.
Sporting Director, Michael Zorc.
These six men represented Dortmund’s highest decision-making body.
Practically any matter concerning Dortmund could be finalized and resolved once these six men met.
And at this very moment, they were sitting in the conference room at Westfalen Stadium to decide on the team’s next head coach: Jurgen Klopp.
The two sides had already been in deep discussions as early as 2008.
