"Last one point." Wang Ai looked at what everyone heard and made a summary: "In the future, Internet media will at least become the mainstream in terms of audience size. What I just said is to let you pay attention to the shaping and building of the off-site image. But it’s not just a unified image on and off the court. Contrasts are also acceptable. But bear in mind that it must conform to the mainstream values ​​of the society, or it must not be annoying, at least not to be hated by most people. After the image is built, go further It involves how to put your image. In the future, there will be more people who will become famous and there will be overlaps between each other's images? You have to make the image more precise, but as your image becomes more precise, your audience will become narrower. But at the same time, the more precise your image, the stronger a certain small group of people in society will like you. This is called market segmentation. In the future, you will all invest in your own market segments. From An image that is generally accepted by the public, to an image that is fanatically sought after by the niche. This way everyone has food to eat, and it must be the same."

Wang Ai clapped his hands and awakened the thoughtful teammates: "If you have anything you don’t understand in the future, please feel free to ask me, I call you all, and I have QQ, so you have to leave a message. Of course, if I’m busy If the law has designed for you in such detail, you can find a professional broker to discuss this aspect in depth. In short, the Internet age is a digital age, everything is precise, you can only ensure success if you make a clear and detailed plan. Let the heavens eat again."

No matter how much the teammates can believe, Wang Ai will do his best. The days to come will be long, and those who listen to Wang Ai's words will not suffer. If you hesitate now, there will be a day of regret in the future.

Wang Aike didn't tell them that this thing came first. For example, Wang Ai now occupies the position of "the most thoughtful football star". Whoever builds himself in Wang Ai's direction in the future will definitely not be able to get out because the road has been blocked by Wang Ai.

So this group of national teammates, whoever believes in Wang Ai more, will go better. If you are convinced on your face and despised in your heart, then no one can blame others. When I find that others are starting to rise, I want to chase it, but it is too late. There are so many sports, only those big sponsors. You can grab some resources for the entertainment of all-stars, but it is not unlimited. In particular, many international players have similar resumes, similar thoughts, and similar images. In short, the first one is Yangguan Avenue, and the next one is the Yangchang Path.

Anyway... Faith leads to spirit!

That morning, after Wang Ai spent an hour and a half explaining with his teammates in detail, Kang Si seized a gap and complained to Wang Ai: "You told them all, and I will make less money in the future."

Kang Si put on a soaring braid today. Wang Ai looked at it interestingly and shook his head. Kang Si shook her head and shook her head. Her face was still dissatisfied, waiting for Wang Ai to explain.

While making a noise, Shao Jiayi passed by and looked at Young Master Wang who was molesting her maid and found it interesting. He came over and patted the shoulder: "Boss..."

Wang Ai looked back and saw that it was Shao Jiayi, and was startled, "Old Shao, don't make trouble, you are my brother!"

Shao Jia smiled: "I will call you once."

As soon as Shao Jia left, Kang Si tilted her head and fixedly looked at his back. Her braids were still in Wang Ai's hands. At this moment, Zhao Junzhe passed by and shook his head and turned around: "How about molesting women?"

After hearing this, Wang Ai loosened her hand, Kang Si's head was straightened, and Wang Ai said: "This girl is worried that I have taught you. She will have no food in the future. She also earns commission."

Zhao Junzhe smiled openly: "Why don't everyone listen to you? Take everyone better, and everyone convinces you to be a captain. To help everyone stay abroad and improve, everyone is grateful for your brotherhood. But help everyone open up. With vision, skill, and more money, everyone will recognize you as the boss, and everyone will be willing to follow you."

After finishing talking, I looked at the little assistant Conse: "Spanish girl, your boss has a long-term vision and a high vision. You don’t care about the gains and losses in front of you, so don’t care. Our group of people are not as good as money, reputation, and status. He, but he cannot solve all problems alone. With this friendship, he is not alone."

"Okay!" Wang Ai slapped his face: "You will be the manager of Liaozu Football Club in the future!"

"Really!" Zhao Junzhe's eyes lit up!

Kang Si opened her mouth and watched the two walk away with her arms around her shoulders, still confused in her mind: Are they true or false?

In fact, half-truth, since Wang Ai's mission is to save Chinese football, he can't always fight alone, he must have his own partners, comrades-in-arms, and supporters. This does not mean that Wang Ai has bought everyone through studying abroad and giving lectures. Rather, he has used these practical actions to tell everyone: What I said is right!

Only frankness can conquer people's hearts. Although Wang Ai is still running for various advertisers, he doesn’t care about money anymore. What he cares more about is how to promote the real progress of Chinese football. While telling his teammates about his personal business prospects, he also Promote his football concept.

In the past, when Wang Ai’s personal strength was not very strong, he could only talk to Bai Guanghai and the others, or practice in the national team. The previous national team leaders gathered, Wang Ai did not dare to be so screaming, and opened Fan Zhiyi and ** *The joke is over. Now that he is strong, he dare not say anything in the national team, at least there are many people, Wang Aicai dare to promote his ideas in the highest echelon of Chinese football.

After Kang Si figured out these truths, she rushed to Wang Ai and stabbed Wang Ai, blinking her eyes: "You want to be the godfather?"

"Don't bullshit!" Wang Aishun pulled Kang Si's pigtail.

"I think you are!" Conse said, tilting her head.

"The Mafia guy is called the Godfather. It relies on ruthlessness and frightening. Am I the same?" Wang Ai also tilted his head and met Consi's eyes: "I'm telling everyone the truth and letting everyone know right and wrong. Then do the right thing. I'm a teacher at best."

"Oh... oh you let go of me! Learn me!"

This unintentional but inevitable expansion of Wang Ai's power on the spiritual and cultural level of the national team has passed quickly on the surface. Although it has aroused people's thinking, it is approximately equal to a "Dr. Wang's bragging" on the surface. It's just that its impact is destined to be endless. In the next few years, some people will see the Internet media flourish, some people will do what Wang Ai said, and some will see others succeed, and the impact of this event will finally burst out.

Anyway, Wang Ai doesn't care, faith is spirit. Don’t believe me, when you cry!