My Dream

20 billion was a figure completely beyond Dai Li's imagination. He only had a vague concept. However, as a coach, he really hoped that Haiquan Fang could stay. After all, Fang had A-level talent; it would be a waste if he couldn't become an athlete. It was the same as a good chef not being able to use the best materials to make a dish; an outstanding jade master would not be able to stand if he was not allowed to carve jade. As for coaches, if he missed out on a talented athlete, he would be disappointed.

"Haiquan Fang, you would rather stay than retreat, right?" asked Li.

Fang nodded. "Yes, I want to stay. I love long jump! It makes me feel like I can fly."

"You wanna fly? I can buy you a plane! You can fly by plane to wherever you want!" Manager Fang snorted.