Signing Lu Han, It Is Said That the Club Is Making a Lot of Money

Jian Dan pointed to a string of numbers on the invitation. It blinded Lu Han's eyes. Hundreds of millions... Billions... Twenty small goals? One year? After tax? Is there additional income from advertising, endorsements, bonuses, etc.? Wipe! Doing nothing for a day makes a net income of 560,000. 23,470 Per hour. 388.88 Yuan per minute. One minute = what an ordinary factory girl earns in four days! Lu Han never dreamed that he would be so rich. Just put 2 billion in the bank, and the annualized interest rate will be 0.35%. The daily interest is nearly 20,000 yuan. That's 7.1 Million a year! If you deposit regularly, wouldn't it double? I'm going! Work for one year and then retire—— It's no longer a dream! Who the hell is still filming? He stays up all night! But I hope this year will be good, free from illness and pain. But… Does the boss still have 2 billion in wealth? Besides—— Do I, an actor, deserve the highest salary in football? Scam? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.