When Zhao Bin woke up, it was already dark. If his mobile phone hadn't been ringing all the time, he would surely still have to go to sleep. He had been busy all night and all morning, and was already exhausted. He had to deal with all kinds of media problems

and bother his head and mouth.

Get up, wash and rinse, read a telegram to show that Yang Haiqian's call obviously urged him to go to work. Now Zhao Bin is a money-spinner. Every day, his own revenue accounts for more than one third of the club's revenue.

As he walked out of the room, Zhao Bin thought of...