Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 320 Opportunity Suddenly Appears

Competitive. Combative. Strong-willed.

These were also the spirits flowing in Li Wei's blood; otherwise, he wouldn't have joined the NFL. Challenging the strongest and defeating the strongest in the league is the most thrilling and exciting part of competitive sports, and it can be even more exhilarating than winning a championship.

"The thing is, everyone is unique, everyone has their beliefs, and everyone has their own battles,"

"We can't win every battle, as there are no undefeated generals on the field of competitive sports. So, winning is important, but it's even more important to overcome the shadow of defeat, to transform, and grow."@@@@

"As of now, I don't consider myself irreplaceable; I haven't reached my peak yet."

"In fact, realizing this excites me."

"I know I'm forging into a new field where no one has set foot before—everything is fresh and unfamiliar. But to me, this is a good thing."

"I hope people realize that I can do it, and so can they. They should follow in my footsteps, join my ranks, and party together; at the same time, I want to keep moving forward, exploring, and challenging. I want to see the highest peak of this field, and I want to see my own limits."

"Right now, this is just a beginning."

"I believe I still have a vast room for growth, so I should be a bit more humble,"

After saying this, Li Wei still showed a sunny smile, indicating his modesty.

Stanley was stunned: Is this really modesty?

The current league leader in rushing yards and touchdowns, who is on the brink of breaking a series of rookie season records in the NFL Super Bowl era—every step Li Wei takes is writing history—

The best in history!

And yet, Li Wei says: there's still vast room for growth?

So where should one grow towards if they continue to grow? Is he planning to ascend to heaven?

He talked about being humble, but obviously, this rookie was anything but humble, which made Stanley burst into laughter, unable to help himself from confirming once again, "You believe you have a vast room for growth."

Stanley emphasized the adjective once more.

Li Wei's smile bloomed even wider, "Of course."

There were simply too many football players, and Pepsi's collection of badges would certainly not be as smooth as with soccer. Furthermore, the positions on a football field were too varied and complex for Pepsi to possibly sign endorsers and create a dream team like they could in soccer; the two sports were fundamentally different.

So, what if they put all their bets on one single player?

After all, they weren't the first ones to try this; Nike had already blazed the trail and achieved tremendous success. Pepsi could certainly replicate that.

By doing this, Pepsi wouldn't need to spend a vast amount of effort on planning their entire layout. All resources and costs would be focused, surrounding a core, and might indeed pave a different way to open up new opportunities.

All at once, Stanley's heart started to race uncontrollably, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts as if standing at the crossroads of history. The next step could unveil a brand-new chapter, and excitement filled every cell, with adrenaline gushing throughout, his brain consumed by roaring noise.

Perhaps he should seize the opportunity?

Lifting his head, Stanley didn't look at Donald but gazed at Li Wei instead, carefully observing the young man's face as his fingertips unconsciously clenched.

A running back? A rookie?

In the world of football, to focus all resources on a quarterback was considered foolish, let alone a running back.

But isn't this where the thrill of taking risks lies?

Think logically, analyze calmly, and boldly make unconventional, even outrageous choices. Amidst risks and crises, carve out a niche.

Pepsi had spent a whole ten years carefully planning their entire strategy. Their goal was definitely not just to beat their old rival, Coca-Cola; they yearned to completely transform the global market landscape and redefine the Pepsi brand—

So, could Li Wei be the answer?

If the answer was yes...

In that instant, a surge of noble spirit flooded Stanley's heart, as he made an important decision.

Then.

Turning to Donald, Stanley showed a confident smile, "Four million US dollars a year, for a five-year contract."

It was a decisive bid, his intent on triumph.

Stanley believed Donald wouldn't refuse, for this was the highest authority granted to him by Pepsi's top management before he had set out for this meeting. He didn't hesitate or stall, simply going all in with a straightforward bet.

But against all expectations, Donald gently shook his head, his tone soft but firm, "No, Jerry, we cannot accept such a proposal."