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The manager didn't want to hear such a thing. After the contract was terminated, Nan Mingche could still go to another team.

"Think about it clearly. We signed a five-year contract. If you cancel the contract early, you will pay 3 million for the termination fee."

Three million is not a small amount. The annual income of a professional player is one million, which is already very high.

When Nan Mingche was in the team, the mobile phone he used belonged to the team, and he wore the team uniform, and the clothes he occasionally wore could not be seen from the brand.

Just because it's not a high-end brand of clothes, they don't think Nan Mingche is rich, and rich people won't be a hard-working professional player.

Zheng Haoyu is an exception. ED was originally a club that his family invested in. Because the VR League of Legends is hot, he just came in to play, and even the first ADC of the national server was created by them.

The young master of the family will not waste a lot of time on games.

Therefore, they decided that Nan Mingche's family background was very ordinary.

Three million Nan Mingche would definitely not be able to afford it. Today, they will call Nan Mingche confidently, not to discuss with Nan Mingche that he should retire as a substitute.

Rather—

Inform Nan Mingche that he can only be a substitute.

Nan Mingche took out his mobile phone and said, "Wait a minute."

He picked up his mobile phone and made a call, "Uncle Li."

"Little... young master?" Uncle Li on the phone was surprised.

Nan Mingche said, "Come and pick me up."

He didn't want to stay here for a moment, people would change, and after all, he underestimated their thick skin.

"Okay!" Uncle Li responded with anger.

After hanging up the phone, Uncle Li rushed to the garden and shouted, "Master, the young master is going home to inherit the family and have children."

The old man stood up with a cane, and laughed: "Lao Li, is it true?"

Uncle Li nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, "Master, the young master asked me to pick him up and go home."

Woohoo, the little young master finally figured out what's so fun about the game, not inheriting the huge family property, and training hard every day in the team.

Besides, it's still not good. The last time the master suffered a heart attack, the team even insisted that the young master should stay because of the game.

The old man also knew that his grandson was more interested in the ED team. Before going to the operating table, he ordered them not to disturb the young master and let him play well.

"Lao Li, go pick him up." The old man said excitedly.

God knows how much he wants to stay home with his son and grandson, marry a well-behaved grandson-in-law, and then have two lovely children, and he will wake up laughing when he sleeps.

When the manager and coach heard that Nan Mingche asked someone to pick him up, they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

At this time.

There was a sudden burst of phone ringing.

The manager took out his mobile phone and connected: "Hello, general manager, what's the matter?"

"Are you letting Nan Mingche be a substitute at ED?" the general manager asked straight to the point.

The manager and the coach looked at each other and said, "Manager, listen to me... Nan Mingche didn't perform well in the last game... ED team cooperation is very important..."

"I want to give Nan Mingche a chance to continue playing, but he wants to terminate the contract."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then came the general manager's roar: "You idiot! You actually let him terminate the contract, do you really want to be the manager of the club..."

"I'm going to be mad at you! He's the heir of the Nan family."

The general manager's head was dizzy, and he said angrily: "Didn't I tell you to adjust the ED team well! Even if you don't know his identity——"

"How can you let him be a substitute, obviously insulting him!"