From the Country Team To the Rich

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   "Excellent speech!"

  Zhang is now packing up the files, when Michelle walked over and said with a smile.

  Zhang now puts down the file and nodded in greeting with a smile.

   "Thank you, you also released water just now."

   Michelle’s previous remarks seemed sharp, but they did not target Hoffenheim too much.

  Except for the routine accusations at the beginning, this guy has been in a state of eating melons, obviously he has released water.

"Because, I have read Hoffenheim's financial report in detail, and you will not lose!" After speaking, Michelle blinked and sarcastically said: "Samoor people are like this, their heads are all muscles. They want to solve the problem in a rough way, they have always been like this!"

  Zhang now showed a slightly surprised expression.

  Samoor is the current chairman of the German Football Association. Is this guy openly teasing that the black hat on his head is too strong?

   Facing Zhang Xian’s puzzled look, Michelle smiled and said, "I used to work in the chairman's office."

  Hearing this, Zhang Xian's heart was overwhelmed.

  The chairman's office is a good job, and it is also a place where the power of the German Football Association is concentrated.

  Since the fall of the previous chairman, the reformers headed by Samor quickly occupied various confidential positions inside.

  The conservatives are in a state of full suppression and decentralization.

  It can be known from Michelle’s previous information in the Chairman’s Office that this guy’s status as a conservative should not be low.

   "Are you interested in having a drink tonight?" Michelle sent out an invitation and said, "I treat you!"

  Zhang Xian finished the file and said, "I like beer!"

  Michelle raised her eyebrows and said: "Germans are not used to red wine!"

  For this unexpected invitation, Zhang Xian did not refuse.

  In fact, he also wants to make friends with officials within the Football Association.

  Michelle is obviously the core figure of the conservatives, and now he is in the stage of defeat in the struggle. It can be said that if it was before, Zhang Xian would not have the right to talk to others.

  As for his contact with Michelle, Zhang Xian felt that the reformists were not so stingy, because he had a drink with Michelle and wanted to engage in Hoffenheim.

  The two walked out of the hearing hall together. The next second, Zhang Xian suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "Excuse me, how can I get to the reporting window?"

  Michelle was visibly stunned, and said: "Report window? If you need it, I can take you there, but what are you going to report?"

  Zhang Xian said with a cold face: "Report the Black Forest River Plate Club for colluding with the referee to control the game, and report the Turkish Forces illegal contact with players!"

  Michelle's cheek twitches, the smell of revenge is too strong, right?

  Now that the two families reporting Hoffenheim are all in place, then one is left.

  Michelle couldn’t help but play with the taste: “Where’s Sandhausen? What name do you plan to report him!”

  In response, Zhang Xian said lightly: "I sue him for libel!"

  I take revenge, never overnight!

  Michelle; "."

  The two spent a full hour in the reporting window.

   Mainly when Zhang is now filling out the three report forms, he writes a small article in the free comment below.

  Each report form was filled out, clearly organized, and sharp, and he also indicated that if a hearing is held, he is willing to bring witnesses to the testimony.

  After passing the three reports, Zhang Xiancai left contentedly.

  Along the way, Michelle looked at Zhang Xian with a weird face.

   Zhang Xian, who was still personable before, must report how he became obsessed.

  Out of the Football Association headquarters, Michelle invited Zhang Xian to board his vehicle, and the two left together.

  Twenty minutes later, the two reappeared in a high-end clubhouse.

  Led by Michel, the two walked into the clubhouse, and under the leadership of a beautiful waiter, they walked into a private room.

  The private room is not big, just the size of a normal living room, but it is better than quiet and claustrophobic, which can guarantee privacy.

  There is a table full of wine bottles in the middle of the private room, and there are two rows of sofas on both sides of the table.

  "Please sit down!"

  Michelle took off his jacket, loosened his tie, and said while turning his shirt sleeves.

  Zhang now nodded and sat on one of the sofas.

  Michelle sat down on the other sofa, picked up the bottle opener, opened a wine bottle, and handed it over.

   After Zhang Xian took it, Michelle opened a wine bottle, held up the wine glass and smiled: "Today is a day worth celebrating, isn't it?"

  Zhang Xian smiled non-committal.

Ding!

  In the crisp sound of the wine bottle, the two directly took a big sip of the bottle.

  Huh!

   After a long sip of wine, Michelle breathed out a sigh of alcohol and cursed: "The administration is really not a place for people to stay, **** Samer, always thinking about how to toss me."

   Zhang Xian did not respond to Michelle’s abuse.

   Seeing that Zhang Xian did not respond, Michelle suddenly smiled; "However, because of this, I can witness such an interesting thing."

   "Man!" Michelle raised her eyebrows: "Tell me honestly, did that money come from the big benefactor behind you?"

  Zhang Xian raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "Twenty million?"

"Yes!"

  Zhang Xian shook his head and said; "No, it's our normal loan!"

  In this regard, Michelle laughed and said; "Is the bank crazy? Give your club a loan with a valuation of less than 1 million euros!"

  Zhang Xian smiled and said; "Because we have the guarantor of the chairman of the board of Haas Meat Federation!"

  Michelle rubbed her chin and nodded slightly, saying; "This is reasonable."

   "However, in the 50+1 environment, Hoffenheim is considered an alternative. If the Haas Meat Federation is willing to spend money, you are expected to come to the Bundesliga soon!" Michelle said enthusiastically.

  Zhang Xian took a sip again; "That's why they are willing to spend money. The Bauer family is the owner of Hoffenheim. Although they are very bad, the fact is that they are all miser!"

  Hahahahahaha

  Michelle couldn't help laughing out loud, and said amusedly; "That's what you say, is your big boss?"

  Zhang did not raise his head, and retorted: "Didn't you evaluate your direct leader that way."

   Hearing the words, Michelle smiled awkwardly, and said; "This is different. I and Samer are opponents, although I look down on him very much!"

  Zhang Xian said: "But now he sits in the chairperson's seat and enjoys a lot of scenery, and you are drinking with me."

  Michelle: "."

   "I now believe that you quarreled with the old guy from the Basketball Association. Your mouth is very unpleasant." Michelle said with a curled mouth.

  Zhang Xian smiled and said, “In our country, there is a saying called ‘loyalty against ear’, which means that the most truthful words often sound particularly harsh.”

  Michelle was silent for a while, and said with emotion; "It makes sense. In fact, this is a complaint from a loser."

  Zhang Xian said; "Don't rush to deny yourself, Samor did not succeed either."

  In response, Michelle's eyes lit up and said; "Do you also think his plan will not succeed?"

  Zhang now pretended to be confused; "What plan?"

  Michelle smiled and said: "Well, it seems you don't want to continue this topic."

  Zhang Xian remained silent.

  Michelle raised his glass again and said, “One more sip. I like the beer of the brand ‘Haddinge’ very much. Although he is a wheat wine, he is strong enough!”

  The two took another big sip.

  Michelle has already bottomed a bottle. He put the empty bottle aside, leaning on the table with one hand, and asked; "Man, let's talk about 50+1?"

  Zhang now put the empty wine bottle far away, clearing a gap in the corner of the table on his side, and then asked; "What did you say?"

  "Shall we talk about 50+1?"

  Zhang Xian waved his hand; "Still the last sentence!"

  Michelle wondered; "I like Hedinger's beer very much?"

   "Next sentence!"

   "He is wheat wine?"

   "The next sentence!"

   "He is energetic enough!"

  Dang!

   Zhang Xian smashed his head directly on the desktop.

  Michelle looked blank

  Michelle helped Zhang Xian, who was drunk, out of the club, called a taxi, and threw him in.

  After saying the address to the driver, he watched the taxi slowly disappear from his field of vision.

  After a while, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

  There was a hearty laughter on the other end of the phone.

   "I thought you guys were going to talk for a long time!"

  Michelle sighed and said, "I think so too."

  But he did not expect that Zhang Xian blatantly pretended to be drunk.

   "How about, is he a very interesting person?"

  Michelle took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it; "Menderson, he has been avoiding the topic."

  Menderson, who was on vacation in the United States, got up from the pool with red wine and asked in confusion; "Did you have a good chat?"

   "No! We haven't entered the subject at all." Michelle said directly.

   After a pause, Michelle suddenly smiled and said, "But because he avoided the topic, I can confirm that he knows what I want to say. You are right. This guy is really funny."

   Hearing this, Mendelson smiled and said: "Then you have to be careful, this guy is a thorough reformer, but what he wants is to introduce gold football to Germany."

  Michelle smiled and said; "Actually, I am not against capital entering Germany. I also know that the development of modern football cannot be separated from capital, but I need it to be obedient."

  Menderson mocked; "Man, are you telling a joke again?"

   "No, I'm just making a hypothesis, introducing a capital restriction policy at the same time!" Michelle smiled: "I think this is the path that best fits the development of German football."

  Menderson took a sip of the red wine and smiled and said: "Well, I wish you success, but before that, you have to defeat Samer!"

  Hearing this, Michelle's face looked ugly.

  He got sick as soon as he heard the name.

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