“I thought you prefer basketball. Why are we watching football today?” Li Na was dragged along by Feng Yu to a football match.

  “This match is interesting. Many of the players are signed by my companies to be our spokesmen.” Feng Yu smiled.

  “Is that Brazil team? That is Ronaldo? I had heard of him. Did you sign him?” Li Na pointed at Carlos and asked.

  “That is Roberto Carlos, and that is Sávio. That player beside him is Juninho and that bald player is Ronaldo.” Feng Yu explained to Li Na.

  “You signed all of them?”


  “Those 4 players are superstars in football. But I did not sign any one of them!”


  “Ah? Why didn’t you sign them? Who did you sign then?” Li Na was curious. Those 4 Brazilian are the top players in the sport, and Feng Yu did not sign them?

  “I signed some black players from the other team. There… that player is Kanu, and that is Rashidi Yekini. That player’s nickname is ‘Jay-jay,’ and his name is Okocha. That player over there juggling the ball is Victor Ikpeba, and that is Sunday Oliseh. That player there is Amokachi.” Feng Yu pointed to the few Nigerian players and introduced them to Li Na.

  Other than Okocha and Yekini, Feng Yu did not have any impression of the other players. But these players will be in the limelight during this year’s Olympic Games. More importantly, they are not expensive.

  Feng Yu even offered Okocha a long-term endorsement contract, because he will become the best African football player in the future and is famous throughout Europe.

  Yes. He is also the most good-looking African player in the team.

  “All Africans? You are going to sell your products to African?” Li Na asked.

  “Hahaha… there are many Africans in Europe too, and these players will be many people’s idols. Although the Brazilian team is strong, all of them are famous football stars and they will have problems with their teamwork!” Feng Yu laughed.

  After the match starts, Brazil took the lead. Li Na looked at Feng Yu and said. “The players you signed are losing.” She felt the Brazilian team are playing better than the Nigerian team.

  “The match is not over yet.” Feng Yu was slightly worried. What if history was changed and Brazil wins this match?

  If Nigeria lost this match, all of Feng Yu’s investment would be meaningless. Except for Okocha, all other players did not become superstars in the future. They were only ordinary players.

  ……


  “Hahaha, Brazil is leading 1-0. Brazil should be winning this year’s Olympic Games. They had fielded the best players in history and Nigeria had lost to Brazil in the preliminaries. They should be losing this match and I heard MBL company had signed several Nigerian players to endorse their Chinese beverages.” Pepsi’s Vice-President of Sales was watching the match and speaking to the people beside him.

  “Yes. What football stars can they hire with their assets? Among the basketball players, they had only signed Supersonic’s Payton. I heard they used all their connections and spent 1.2 million USD per year for 2 years. In football, they had only signed a few Nigerian players. Did they really think Nigeria will enter the finals? I think Nigeria might not even get bronze!” Pepsi’s person-in-charge for North America market, Okafor, said.

  “Oh, Concei??o scored again!”


  ……


  Li Na saw Feng Yu’s face changed and she was also worried. The first half ended, and the score was 3-1. Although she doesn’t understand football, she knew the Brazilian team is more aggressive and skillful.

  Feng Yu composed himself and told himself in his heart. “Nigeria will win. They will win in the second half.”


  Feng Yu’s experience in market trading is useless at football games. Once history was changed, he will lose, and there is no way he can change the results. He can’t be entering the game and play for Nigeria after all. That way, Nigeria will lose even faster!

  “Eh? Isn’t that a Brazilian player? Why did he score against his own team?” Li Na held Feng Yu’s arm and asked.

  Carlos had just scored an own goal!

  Carlos’s own goal had appeared, and history was not changed! Feng Yu regained his confidence and explained to Li Na. “That is called an own goal. Nigeria is going to win!”


  Li Na doesn’t understand. Nigeria was still losing and why Feng Yu was so sure about them winning?

  When the match was almost up, Nigeria scored another goal, and the score was 3-3!

  The referee blew the full-time whistle, and Li Na asked. “Does this consider a draw? Will they be kicking in front of the goalpost now?”


  Feng Yu slapped his forehead. “That is called a penalty shootout. But there are still 30 minutes of extra-time first. Penalty shootout will happen if the game ends in a draw after extra-time.”


  ……


  The few top management staff of Pepsi were gloomy. What’s wrong with the Brazilian team? They were playing well in the first half and got caught up by the Nigerians in the second half. Also, what is that idiot Carlos thinking?

  Luckily, there is still extra-time, and Brazil might still win. If the game ended in a penalty shootout, no one could predict the final score!

  But the match did not go according to Pepsi’s top management expectation. Minutes after the extra-time started, Okocha intercepted a Brazilian’s pass at midfield and sent a long ball forward. Kanu picked up the ball and kicked it into the Brazilian goal!

  Nigeria is leading 4-3, and they defended this score until the end of the match.

  Before the match, no one expects this African team to beat the strongest team in this year’s Olympic Games. How is this possible?!

  Crash!

  Pepsi’s Vice-President threw a bottle of Pepsi on the floor. He had invited a lot of people to watch this match with him and was expecting Brazil to win. Pepsi had signed many Brazilian players to endorse their drinks and he expects them to increase Pepsi’s sales. Many Asians love to watch football and these players will help Pepsi strengthen its foothold in Asia and try to penetrate the Chinese market.

  But all these will not happen now.

  Pepsi’s Vice-President of sales had not expected the almighty Brazilian team to lose to an unknown Nigeria team!

  What made him more furious was the spokesmen signed by the BML company were all from this winning team!

  All he can do now is to pray Brazil will win the bronze medal, and Nigeria loses in the finals. Nigeria must not get first place in this tournament as Pepsi can still depend on the Argentinians players they signed to help them promote their products.

  If Nigeria wins the gold medal, the Chinese beverages’ sales will increase! But this is absolutely impossible! Nigeria might be lucky to win Brazil, but they can never beat Argentina!

  How can the Brazilian team lose to Nigeria? What happened?

  Feng Yu held Li Na’s hand and left the stadium with 8 bodyguards surrounding them.

  I will let you Pepsi know who’s spokesmen are better at football in the next match!!!