From the Country Team To the Rich

Chapter 283: Big boss from Germany

  Chapter 283 Big Brother from Germany

  "Are you working in sports now?"

  I drank about five bottles. The two of them did not have the embarrassment at the beginning, and stopped talking about the bad things, and began to chat about the daily routine.

  Zhang now eats a mouthful of food and nods; "Well, I work as a club management."

   "What position?"

"General manager!"

  Zhang Quanshun's eyes lit up and said; "I remember Hoffenheim is the second German team!"

  Zhang Xian smiled and said; “I just upgraded this year and was an amateur team six years ago.”

   Soon, Zhang Xian narrated Hoffenheim’s six-year experience.

   Zhang Quanshun is not a fan, but he is also quite concerned about football.

  He knows exactly what Hoffenheim’s achievements represent.

   "Awesome!" Zhang Quanshun gave a thumbs up and praised: "You have made it to the German second from the amateur league in six years. You did a good job."

  "Where is this." Zhang Xian picked up the bottle and said: "This year is the key. Whether you can enter the Bundesliga depends on this season."

   "It will definitely be possible, dad first wish you success in upgrading, let's go!"

Ding!

  The two had another drink.

  Zhang Quanshun looked at Zhang Xian before him, laughed for some reason, and then suddenly asked:

   "Then what, son, have you been to DreamWorks?"

   "Trafford is at home, I was there once when I attended the birthday party of the old jazz last time!"

  "Old Sir's birthday party?" Zhang Quanshun's eyes lit up, and he asked; "Sir Alex? Do you know?"

  Zhang Xian smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and checked out the address book.

  "This is his call! But I rarely call. The old man has a bad temper and is as cunning as a fox."

  Trafford is known as the club with the largest fan base in the world, and there are also many Trafford fans in China.

  But Zhang Xian did not expect that his father would also like Trafford.

   "I can't be a fan, but if I choose one of these teams, I will choose Trafford!" Zhang Quanshun asked with a smile.

  Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

  Zhang Quanshun clenched his fists and said; "Because of hard air!"

  Zhang Xian smiled and said; "Understand!"

  Sir Alex’s football philosophy is to combine this tough guy thinking to lead to a tough outside of Trafford’s style of work.

"Unexpectedly, you will go to the road of football management, and you are doing very well." Zhang Quanshun smiled; "When you were young, your mother wanted to train you to be a pianist and enrolled you in a piano cram school, but you At that time, I was naughty, holding a football and catching a wall at the end of get out of class and kicking it."

   "Perhaps, if you were to nurture you into a player at that time, maybe you could lead Chinese football out of Asia, maybe!"

  Zhang Xian couldn’t help but laughed blankly: “Forget it, I can’t be this savior!”

  Drank a lot of wine, and the two of them also talked about it.

  Ten years of unfamiliarness seems to be suddenly drawn closer.

  The time after this belongs to Zhang Quanshun's confession stage.

  One mouthful of ‘son, I’m sorry you’ made Zhang Xian quite helpless.

  He remembered that Dad’s alcohol volume was not that bad, maybe it was because he was squeezing too much, and he released it all at once, and he couldn’t control it.

   Drinking here, Zhang Xian also understands that it is time to end.

  Both of them drank alcohol and couldn't drive. Zhang Xian helped his father, called a car, and took him home.

  After reorganizing the family, Zhang Quanshun bought another house with a loan.

  The location is good, and it's a high-rise building.

   helped Zhang Quanshun to get into the elevator. After ringing the doorbell, an old aunt in her 50s opened the door.

   Seeing Zhang Quanshun drunk, she couldn't help frowning, but she didn't criticize anything.

  Zhang Xian remembered that if he changed to his own mother, he might have already started cursing.

   "Aunt Chen, my dad will leave it to you!"

  Zhang Xian said with a smile.

  Aunt Chen froze for a moment, and said in surprise; "Are you Xiaoxian?"

  Zhang now nodded and said; "My dad and I haven't seen each other for ten years, and I drank a little more, so bear with me."

   "Family, look at what you said, come, come, and Xiaoxian, you also come in."

  Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "I won't go in anymore. I will visit you again when I have time!"

   "Okay, please be careful on the way!"

"OK!"

  Zhang Xian closed the door and left.

  The next day, Zhang Xian received a call from his mother in the morning.

  Zhang Xian’s mother was Wang Hui. She was so hot-tempered that she scolded and cried after scolding, causing Zhang’s scalp to become numb.

  After a long period of comfort and explanation, it was finally coaxed. The two agreed to eat together for a while, and then they hung up the phone.

  After waking up, Zhang Xian was also not drowsy.

  He simply took a bath, ordered breakfast, and turned on the TV to watch the morning news.

  Looking for a while, nothing to behold, Zhang is now about to change the channel, when a news suddenly attracted his attention.

   "In the Women's Asian Cup qualifiers held at 4pm yesterday, Chinese female football player Wang Shuang beat the South Korean team with one pass and one shot."

  "Wang Shuang is the star player of my country's women's national team, she was born in"

  Watching TV, Zhang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly to check the Asian Cup qualifier schedule.

  It just so happens that the next round of the Asian Cup qualifiers will be played at the Magic City Hongqiao Stadium on October 2.

  Magic Capital Hongqiao Airport, a young man dragged a cart out of the airport.

  When he walked out of the airport passage, a woman waved her arms excitedly; "Brother Chu, here!"

  Chen Chu smiled and walked over.

   "Xiao Ni, I haven't seen each other for five years. I heard that the little intern had already worked as a star reporter!"

Ni Luan laughed twice. This little Nizi has a delicate appearance, a slender figure, and a gentle temperament on her body. For this reason, she has gained a lot of fans on the Internet. Now she is an internet celebrity journalist who has been trained by Firefox Sports. .

  Of course, the premise is not to speak.

   "It's a hairy, not a social animal! It's far less than Huang Xiao's forced life, running out in two days, traveling for work expenses, thieves are envious!"

  Chen Chu grinned involuntarily, and said: "If you don't speak, you are still a beautiful girl!"

  Ni Luan looked yin and yang strangely; "Oh, the little fairy is not a little fairy when talking, Brother Chu, your requirements are too high, no wonder you can't find someone!"

  Chen Chu said with no good air: "Itchy skin is it!"

  Ni Luan stared at his **** and white eyes, blinked and said, "What's the matter? Feeling emotional?"

   "Thank you! I can't tell you!" Chen Chu waved his hand and said: "Let's go, the headquarters are still waiting."

   "I can't go to the headquarters." Ni Luan shrugged; "As soon as the task was assigned, the headquarters asked us to stay in the magic city for a period of time. When the Asian Cup qualifiers are over, we will go for an interview!"

  Chen Chu stared and shouted: "I just came back from an expatriate, so I'm going to die?"

  Ni Luan was taken aback, and roared back; "What are you doing!"

  Chen Chu grinned and said; "Forget it, accept your fate, so where shall we go now?"

   "Go to the hotel first. There is an important interview tomorrow. I heard that the headquarters has an appointment with a big boss!"

   "Boss?" Chen Chu raised his eyebrows; "Which one?"

   "The general manager of the German club, although he is a Chinese, I heard that there is a thief in Germany!"

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  (End of this chapter)

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