Veltins Endorsement!

In 1516, the Kingdom of Bavaria issued a decree: the "German Beer Purity Law."

It stipulated that beer could only be made from four ingredients: water, malt, hops, and yeast.

From the divine right of kings to the collapse of the Holy Roman Empire, and then the division of Germany.

Over the course of 499 years.

No ruler of any era had ever abolished this law.

A business van bearing Bayer Leverkusen's crest sped through the mountain roads.

Lakes and mountains lined the North Rhine River.

Crumbled Baroque buildings stood like romantic ancient castles from a fairy tale.

Völler crossed his legs and looked out at the scenery, unable to stop himself from sighing. "When I die, I really want to be buried here."

The young assistant's mouth twitched.

"Leo, it might be a little cold in the valley."

Leo Kang accepted the coat.

He did not understand why the naming sponsor of Schalke 04's home stadium had sought him out as an endorser.

And it was even a beer brand.

In Germany, beer was "liquid bread." Excluding the one million refugees, every German resident consumed an average of 120 liters of beer a year.

A long while later.

The business van drove into an old town.

Leo Kang got out and looked around at the weathered red bricks, feeling as if he had stepped into the Middle Ages.

A group of staff in gray uniforms quickly came forward to greet them.

The middle-aged woman at the front enthusiastically shook his hand.

"Hello, Leo! I'm Sandra Mehl. We're delighted to have invited you to become a Veltins spokesperson."

"This way, please."

Sandra looked toward the Bayer Leverkusen group, and her professional smile instantly vanished, replaced by fanatical admiration.

"Mr. Völler! I never expected you to come in person! You're the great hero of our German National Football Team!"

Völler smiled and waved his hand. "That was twenty-five years ago. My identity now is Leo's club guardian."

The young assistant was a little dumbfounded. The director really was a middle-aged woman killer.

The group soon arrived at the advertising shoot.

Leo Kang saw someone he knew.

The bearded director sat on a stool, waving his large hand.

"Leo! Great to see you again!"

"You seem to have grown even taller since the Longwei commercial!"

"Let's get started!"

At that moment, a tall woman with an impressive figure emerged gracefully from the dressing room.

She was visually stunning.

Leo Kang was shocked. That size had to be an M cup, right?

Völler asked suspiciously, "Is this Leo's partner? No, this will damage his positive and wholesome commercial image!"

The bearded director said seriously, "Mr. Legend! It's not as serious as you think. I'll make Leo and Jordan Carver's interaction very wholesome!"

Völler firmly shook his head.

The young assistant quietly reminded him, "Director, Veltins is paying too much."

Völler: "..."

He took a deep breath, and the resolve in his eyes began to waver.

Sandra said gently, "Mr. Völler, why don't you go have a cup of coffee in the lounge first?"

And so.

Bayer Leverkusen left Leo Kang alone at the shooting site.

Jordan Carver generously extended her hand. "Leo, you're even more handsome than in the highlights. I'm an amateur boxer too."

Her tone was very soft.

The shadow in his mind began to spread.

Leo Kang only felt a wave of feminine body odor rushing at him, an indescribably foul stench.

He politely returned her greeting with a smile.

Clap clap clap!

The bearded director clapped his hands and urged them on. "Hurry up and change! Beer commercials never need to build chemistry!"

"Get closer! Leo, don't stand so far away! Press up against her!"

"God! Wonderful, that's the feeling! The smell of hormones!"

"This is the most perfect Veltins V+ commercial I've ever shot!"

The bearded director roared excitedly.

The assistant director propped up his chin and muttered, "It feels like something's missing? Oh! Why isn't Leo reacting at all? It's fine, we'll leave it to post-production!"

In the shot.

Leo Kang's expression was natural.

After all, he had taken the money. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to endure it.

Jordan Carver maintained a professional smile.

The lights flashed continuously.

Their physical movements resembled the fierce confrontations of the Premier League.

A heart-pounding sense of raw power.

The air was thick with primal energy.

In a partitioned room beside the studio.

The girl in the wheelchair watched the scene through one-way glass with great interest.

Color gradually rose in her cheeks and lips.

Even her breathing began to quicken.

"Damn it, this is far too interesting."

Her hoarse laughter echoed continuously through the small room.

Three hours later.

The commercial shoot finally ended.

Leo Kang hurried to the changing room, took a shower, and changed back into his own clothes.

He was exhausted.

More exhausted than he had been playing Schalke 04.

The problem was, he had not even seen any beer during a beer commercial.

When he walked out of the studio.

He happened to run into Jordan Carver.

She pushed out her chest slightly and gave him a meaningful smile, quietly slipping a small note into his pocket.

It had to be said.

A female model with such an impressive figure looked exceptionally elegant in casual clothes.

Some "fans" had called her the world's most beautiful female boxer.

Before Leo Kang could react.

Jordan Carver left with her agent.

The studio staff also began carrying away the equipment.

The bearded director eagerly ran over and handed him a business card. "Leo, when you retire someday, make sure you contact me! You're too professional!"

After saying that, he darted into the business van.

Waving goodbye.

Leo Kang looked around but could not find any of his Bayer Leverkusen companions.

His phone had been handed to the young assistant for safekeeping beforehand.

There was simply no way to contact anyone.

The sky was growing dark.

There was not a single person nearby.

A nearby sign informed him.

This old town was apparently the Veltins Group's beer museum.

"Are you lost?"

A hoarse voice came from behind him.

Leo Kang turned around and could not help freezing.

He felt as though he were looking at a painting.

The sun was setting.

The girl in the wheelchair was like Aphrodite from a myth.

And like the North Rhine River, shrouded in mist.

All was silent.

It was as if there were no one in heaven and earth but her.

He smiled at her.

She smiled back.

"I'll take you to Sandra, but it's a little far."

The hoarse voice instantly shattered all sense of beauty.

Leo Kang came back to his senses.

He slowly approached and gripped the wheelchair handles.

The shadow in his mind violently and frantically contracted.

[ Ding! The dopamine reward mechanism cannot be suppressed!!! ]

[ Ding! The dopamine reward mechanism cannot be suppressed!!! ]

[ Ding! The dopamine reward mechanism cannot be suppressed!!! ]

A barrage of system notifications exploded wildly.

The scent rushing toward him was no longer a foul stench.

Instead, it was a faint, elusive fragrance.

The girl raised her hand and pointed in a direction.

The wheelchair slowly rolled over the bluestone pavement.

On the ancient, tranquil street, they formed a beautiful moment.

How wonderful it would be if this road had no end.

"My name is Claudia Veltins."

"Damn it, what is in your pocket? It poked me!"

I'll thank everyone for the votes and donations in the next chapter. There isn't time now.