From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 573 A better future!

  The two reports on ‘50+1’ made German fans angry and at the same time they couldn’t believe it.

  So, the source of everything is ourselves?

  They don’t want to believe this, they definitely belong to the fans of the German club.

  As for the so-called commercialization and funding, all go to hell!

  In the face of this contradictory report, the German fans directly plunged their heads into the ground and acted as ostriches, just inaudible.

  They don’t want to believe, and they won’t believe it.

  All they have to do is to keep fighting.

  When will the club make a compromise, make the person in charge take the pot, make everyone follow them, and they will succeed.

  This kind of thing is not uncommon anyway.

  They have experience!

  The riots in various places are still escalating. From the initial demonstrations to conflicts, and then to violent conflicts, they have developed to an uncontrollable degree.

  And those high-level clubs hiding behind, one by one has been frightened.

  After these two reports appeared, the reaction of the fans became more intense.

  So, what is the solution?

  For a time, they greeted Zhang Xian again and again.

  As the instigator of the whole incident, Zhang Xian boarded the plane in Milan and reached the plane back to Germany.

  In the first-class cabin, Zhang Xian asked for a copy of the "Berlin Daily" and read it with gusto.

  I have to say that the pens of these reporters are sharp, which directly angered these fans.

  Who can accept this cruel reality when the core of the contradiction is so nakedly exposed to these fans, when they know that they are the root of the malignant tumor.

  The escalation of the riot is necessary, because this is the last and most ferocious storm.

  As for how to extinguish this storm, only one person in Germany can do it.

  And Zhang Xian's purpose of this trip is to be in Berlin!

  It began to rain in Berlin, and the patter of rain covered the hustle and bustle in the distance, and the whole manor was extremely quiet.

  Zhang Xian and Benali were sitting under the pavilion, they were holding coffee in their hands, watching the raindrops condensed at the sharp corners of the ceiling and falling.

  The two of them just kept watching, as if they were not bored at all.

  I don’t know how long it took, the raindrops fell to the ground, and the water scattered.

  Benari suddenly spoke; "So, now is the time I should play?"

  Zhang Xian held coffee in both hands, looked up at the gloomy sky and said; "Only you can suppress this riot!"

  Benari sighed; "If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn’t have promised you."

  Zhang did not speak.

  Benari turned his head and asked; "If I refused, would you still continue?"

   Zhang Xian's expression remained unchanged and said; "We have already started, and there is no possibility of turning back. Without you, this conflict will be more intense."

  Benari was silent. He believed in Zhang Xian. Through this incident, he also saw to what extent Zhang Xian could achieve his goal.

  It can be said that the gentle Chinese in front of him is more dangerous than anyone he has ever seen.

  A black flame was burning under those calm eyes.

  Benari took a sip of coffee and said, "I think you are ready."

  Zhang now nodded and said; "Five minutes later, the German TV station will come back to pick you up, and you will have a chance to speak on TV at 3 o'clock in the afternoon."

   "You arranged this too?" Benali asked, turning his head.

  Zhang Xian smiled, did not speak.

Benali shook his head and sighed, stood up on his knees, and said; "I hope your decision is correct. If there is turmoil in German football, believe me, I will announce the truth. Then, you will feel the whole of Germany. The anger of the fans!"

  Zhang Xian turned his head slightly, Benari could only see half of his face, and Zhang Xian's eyes were drooping down, looking at Gujing Wubo, and said; "I won't fail!"

  The voice was not loud, but the confidence in his tone made Benari sigh again.

  Five minutes later, a commercial vehicle with a TV logo came to the door of Benali's house, and they picked Benali in a suit.

  And Zhang Xian is holding an umbrella and walking towards the lively streets of Berlin.

  The light rain is pattering, the rain is very cold, but the streets of Berlin are very lively.

Standing at the end of the fan policy, Zhang Xian calmly looked at these rioting fans.

  I saw him looking down at his watch, and then looking up again at the TV wall of a building.

  At the same moment, the TV wall suddenly lit up, and a familiar old man appeared in it.

  The appearance of the old man made the noisy street suddenly quiet.

  The fans looked at the old man on the TV in astonishment.

  And this scene took place in various cities in Germany.

  Benari was wearing a grand suit, he calmly faced the camera and said slowly;

  "Stop it! We shouldn't do this. I know you are angry, but this will not solve the problem."

  "I know that everyone feels very uncomfortable. When you know that you are the malignant tumor, the indignation and anger in your heart cannot be increased. You can only use this method to vent it, but you know that this is wrong."

   "There is only one reason why we are here, and that is because of football!"

   "Because we love football, we are here. What we hope is that German football will get better and better. This is our fundamental goal."

  In the street, the German fans pouted their mouths tightly. They looked up at the old man with a slightly sad expression.

  They clenched their fists, but didn't know how to vent.

  They can only look at the old man hopefully, the old man who has brought them countless glory.

   "I have read those two reports!"

  With the words of the old man, Zhang Xian can see that the expressions of the fans become anticipating.

  But in the next second, their expressions freeze.

   "They are right!" Benali said powerfully; "Although I don't want to admit it, even I want to continue to convince myself that football is clean, but this is a thing of the past."

  "Today's football commercialization is the main theme! Look at the Premier League, they are very rich, so they can buy a lot of stars to improve the competitiveness of the league. They are also known as the most commercialized league!"

  "In addition to the Premier League, the other three leagues also have their own advantages. On the other hand, we have put ourselves on a shackle in the Bundesliga!"

"The existence of '50+1' was meant to maintain the autonomy of the club while increasing the opportunities for local players. This policy really benefited us a lot at the beginning, but there is nothing static in the world. Football is developing, and various other things. The problem has arisen."

   “Don’t forget, 50+1 was a policy twenty years ago. We have been following this old policy and trying to improve the competitiveness of German football. This is simply impossible.”

  "The times are advancing, and policies need to be continuously improved."

   "No policy is absolutely correct. It needs to keep pace with the times. Even if we are agreeing with it, we need to abandon it for the sake of German football!"

  The old man waved his hand vigorously and powerfully; "Trust me! Say goodbye to the past in order to welcome a better future!"

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