Xu Mengyao was surprised. "Manager Song, is it that low? Don't NBA stars all make tens of millions of US dollars?"
Song Yuan gave a bitter smile. "President Xu, that's the highest annual salary our team can offer. How can we compare to the NBA?"
"Of course, players can take endorsement deals themselves. Once they become famous, they can earn more than just these eight million."
Xu Mengyao looked at Lin Chen. "Honey, your side business brings in tens of millions a month too, doesn't it?"
Lin Chen smiled. "Maybe not ten million, but eight million should be possible."
"Uh..."
Song Yuan, Liang Hui, and the others were crushed.
Lin Chen's side business brought in that much every month. What appeal could an annual salary of eight million possibly have for him?
"President Xu, sorry for disturbing you."
Liang Hui spoke regretfully.
Lin Chen smiled. "Coach Liang, I won't sign with your team, but I do like basketball."
"Xiaoqian is still little, and I don't have the time right now."
"If I have time in the future, I can occasionally play. In that case, can I take part in matches?"
Liang Hui and the others' eyes lit up.
"Of course. We have slots for Foreign Players. We can hire foreigners, so there's even less reason we can't hire one of our own people."
"It's just that the compensation—"
Lin Chen smiled. "I don't care about the compensation. Just arrange it as you see fit. I have three small requests. First, I usually won't have time to attend training."
"Second, I'll only participate in matches I want to play."
"Third, if Mengyao and my daughter want to watch, I hope you can arrange decent seats for them."
Song Yuan immediately agreed. "No problem."
Since Lin Chen was not even asking for