Chapter 171 Debt
Chapter 171 Debt
"Beep!" A whistle sounded, and Rocha on the training ground was in a daze with a stopwatch.
The assistant coach next to him took a glance and exclaimed, "You're fast again, Rong!"
"Rong's speed is really fast..."
"Yeah yeah!"
"It amazes me that he can go even faster!"
The surrounding teammates are also talking about it.
However, Rong Guang, the focus of discussion, kept a straight face and did not accept the praise of his teammates and coaches.
Kaka looked at Rongguang from the side, and felt that today's Rongguang was different from usual.
Usually, when he is praised by everyone, he will definitely smile triumphantly, and maybe even look at him provocatively.
But this time, he didn't do anything, just lowered his head.
It's not like him...
Look worried?
During the whole day of training, Rong Guang seemed to be desperate, and his all-out effort made his teammates feel scared.
His fighting spirit seems to be able to materialize into flames, burning blazingly around him, making it impossible for anyone to get close.
No one knew why he was suddenly working harder than before.
This kind of thing happens occasionally, and everyone doesn't pay attention to it.
After the training, Rong Guang still stayed to practice with Luo Cha, but he practiced harder than before.
Luo Cha felt something was wrong with Rong Guang all day today, so he asked, "What happened, Rong Guang?"
Rong Guang stopped what he was doing, then raised his head and said to Rocha with a smile on his face: "It's nothing, coach, nothing happened."
Luo Jian felt a little relieved after seeing his smile.
Rong Guang is still smiling, which means he is normal.
This cheerful and optimistic boy always smiles like this.
This is normal glory.
But after the 45 minutes of extra training time, Rong Guang didn't intend to stop.
Luo Cha reminded him more than once that he should end the training, but Rong Guang always answered him with "practice a little longer".
Until the end, Luocha couldn't bear it anymore, forcibly ended the training, and drove Rong Guang out of the training ground.
And at this time, another four or ten minutes had passed since their normal training ended...
"Are you really okay, Rong?" Rocha asked with a serious face looking at Rong Guang who was out of breath. "Do you know that if you practice like this, you will have problems? There is a limit to training, and it will not work if you exceed it."
"I'm fine, coach. I'm just a little impatient. It's been almost two months of practice, and I still can't master Cruyff's turn in the game..."
"That's not okay, it's only two months. Is your career only two months? In the future, if your extra training time exceeds 45 minutes, I will not allow you to use the training facility after training." Rocha said seriously. He said that he was definitely not joking.
Rong Guang panted heavily and looked at him.
Seeing his appearance, Luo Jian softened his tone.
"A steady flow of water, Rong. You are only 17 years old, and your career is still very long. Sometimes there is no rush. Go back and take a good rest."
He patted Rong Guang on the shoulder and said goodbye.
Rong Guang stood on the sidelines of the training field and watched Luo Cha leave, but he did not leave.
Because he... didn't want to go home.
At this time, no one was waiting for him in the parking lot outside the training base.
It's the same at home.
As soon as he gets home, he can't suppress his memories of the past, and he will think of every bit of being with Godot.
He will feel sad.
He hates being sad, he doesn't like the feeling.
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But Rong Guang still has to go back after all, he can't sleep on the main road all night, can he?
So after it was completely dark, he finally returned to Godot's house, the elevator apartment.
To his surprise, there was a plate of black bean rice on the table.
He stood in front of the dining table in surprise, looking at the dinner that was still warm.
"If it's cold, just pop it in the microwave."
At the door of the corridor, Deborah's voice sounded.
"I don't know when you will come back. I made it according to the time. I don't know what you like to eat. I make it casually."
Deborah, who was wearing a loose home dress, couldn't see her graceful figure, so she leaned against the wall and said to Rong Guang.
"Thank you." Rong Guang thanked her, trying to pull out a smile.
"Do you want to take a shower first? I don't need the bathroom right now." Deborah fiddled with her hair, and Rong Guang noticed that her hair was wet, probably just after taking a shower.
Rong Guang shook his head: "No need."
Then he sat straight down in a chair and started eating his dinner.
A little cold, but it doesn't matter.
What he ate was tasteless.
He didn't even notice that Deborah pulled up a chair and sat down across from him.
"I received a lot of calls today. Those players under my father announced that they had terminated their agency contracts with my father. That means they all ran away. You are the last one. I am waiting for your answer."
Rong Guang didn't realize what she was saying at first, but when Deborah was almost finished speaking, he realized what the other party was talking about.
He stopped his mechanical chewing movements in surprise, then stared at Deborah with wide eyes: "What did you say?"
"I mean, where are you going next?"
"Where are you going?" Rong Guang asked blankly.
This is my home, why should I go?
Oh no... this is Godot's house, Godot's, not mine...
"I don't know, you are so famous, there must be a lot of agents who come to you, and you should be the one who has the least worries about where to go. My father passed away, so I can't be your agent. You can go anywhere you want. And you need to find another agent. I'm sorry, but I can't continue to let you live in my house..."
"Why? I can give you the rent, so you can treat me as the tenant in your house, right? You still have to go to college? I can help you look after the house. If the house is not occupied for a long time, it will break down..."
Rong Guang said a lot, the core meaning was that he was afraid that the other party would drive him out.
Of course he could go out and find a hotel to live in, or rent a better house than this one.
But he is unwilling, because this is the only place he has lived in since he came to Brazil. He has feelings for this house and is familiar with the surrounding environment.
He doesn't want to leave here.It is full of all his memories over the past year.
But no matter what he said, Deborah shook her head.
"It's not that I don't want you to live here, Rong. It's just...even I can't live here anymore."
Rong Guang was surprised.
"My father once borrowed a large sum of money from a lending company, including the principal and interest of 150 million dollars." Deborah calmly told this terrible thing.
Rong Guang was dumbfounded.
"What is he borrowing so much money for?" Rong Guang never saw Godot having any financial difficulties and needing to borrow money during his contact with Godot.
"Father's agency has always been in trouble. He and you have only four players under him. Except for you, the other three players are very unsatisfactory. This time when Dad passed away, they ran away immediately. If you can't make money from the agency, you can only borrow money."
Deborah voiced her own speculation.
She also guessed it from a few words that her father revealed.
When she heard this number from the loan company's population, she was also shocked.
"We have to sell the house to pay off the debt. So neither you nor I can continue to live in this house."
Rong Guang looked up at the somewhat dilapidated house.
"Can this house sell for $150 million?" he asked.
Deborah was silent, obviously she also knew that this was impossible.
But what else is there to do without selling the house?
Buying a house is already the only way.
"If it's not enough, think of other ways." After a long time, Deborah said.
Rong Guang hesitated for a moment, then said, "I still have one hundred thousand dollars here..."
Deborah shook her head. "That's your money. And a hundred thousand dollars won't help."
Rong Guang didn't say a word.
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In the next few days, Deborah posted the news of the sale of the house to various real estate agents.She is running an intermediary every day, recommending her own house.
And Rong Guang worked harder in training.
This continuous state makes everyone very uncomfortable.
No one knew why Rongguang was like this, not even Lucas.
Rong Guang just asked Lucas how much money he could sell for his current signature.
So Lucas vaguely felt that Rongguang should be in need of money now...
A week later, Godot's house was picked up by a buyer, and Deborah went into battle in person, bargaining with the other party, and finally sold it for only 50 US dollars.
A full $100 million short of paying off the debt...
But now, Deborah can't think about the future at all. It's good if she can pay back part of it first, and maybe use the 50 yuan to apply for an extension of the repayment.
It would be best if it could be postponed. As for where to raise money after the postponement, we will talk about it at that time.
She was originally a college student who was about to graduate in one year. After graduation, she would find a job, fall in love, get married, have children... just like an ordinary woman.
But now, she has asked the school for a month's leave, and now it seems that she may not be able to return to the campus at all.
Her life has suffered a huge change.
The trajectory of her future life will also undergo earth-shaking changes, and where she will eventually go, even she herself does not know...
At school, because of her looks, she was the "goddess" sought after by countless boys, but now she has to worry about money and has to bear the burden of life early.
The good life she had dreamed of was gone.
The cruel reality and confused future are what she has to face every day.
In two days, she had to hand over the house to the new landlord.
She started to pack her things.
On the table in her bedroom, there is a photo frame, and the photo in the photo frame is a group photo of their family of three together.
At that time, she was still young, and her mother and father were still in their prime.
A group photo of the family sitting on the sofa in the living room, she sat in the middle, with her father in one arm and her mother in the other.
What a happy family...
Deborah's vision blurred, and she raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
But the tears still slid down like beads with a broken thread, and soon came out again after wiping.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, Dad... I sold our home..."
(End of this chapter)