Soccer Super Marksman

Early morning in Sao Paulo, the sky was clear.

This is a weather that can make people have a good mood, but Willard in "Scoreboard" is in an unusually bad mood.

Yesterday Cui Zhen not only won the competition, but also won the betting agreement.And not only did he suffer an inexplicable beating, although the Huaxia reporter was finally warned by the organizer, but compared to the damage he suffered, it was really useless!
"Damn Chinese!"

"Damn Cui Zhen!! If it wasn't for you, how could I be beaten!"

Willard got out of the car while complaining.He walked along the parking lot to the office building of "Scoreboard", and just after turning a corner, he was terrified by the sight in front of him!

I saw that the gate of the office building of "Scoreboard" was sprayed with a lot of red paint.

The red paint makes up all kinds of abusive words like "Willard is a piece of shit!", "Fucking crap, get out of Brazil!" are all mild, and there are many more obscenities vocabulary.

The entire gate is like a graffiti background painting, but it is composed of shocking red paint.

Willard looked at these insulting words, his face became more and more ugly, and the anger in his heart was already burning!

He opened the door directly, walked in, picked up his mobile phone while walking, and wanted to call the property.

"This group of properties are also bastards! A group of inferior people! We don't know how to deal with this kind of thing. Did we raise a bunch of shit with money!"

Willard had just turned to the property's number on the phone, but before he got through, the phone rang.When he looked at the caller ID, his face became even more gloomy.

I saw that the person on the caller ID was his deadly rival Boswell of "World Soccer".

"Boswell, what are you doing?" Willard answered the phone and said angrily.

"Dear Willard, I'm here to announce the good news to you!" Boswell didn't care about Willard's tone,
"The Annunciation? What Annunciation?" Willard asked.

"I'm very happy today! So I also want to share this good news with my good friends! Because today I will have a year's worth of banknotes in the account, tsk tsk tsk, I feel so happy just thinking about it, are you also happy for me?"

It was fine that Willard didn't listen to Boswell's words, but after hearing it, he was filled with resentment and gritted his teeth angrily. !
your sister!Those who hold Cao Nima are all their own money!
Willard did not forget the bet he made with Boswell. It was a one-year wager. He thought he would win, but who knew that damn Cui Zhen suddenly broke out, not only scoring ten goals, Also won the love of fans all over Brazil.

Now, not only did I suffer a huge blow to my reputation, but I also lost a year's income. The feeling of humiliation was like being bullied by ten strong men!
Willard hung up the phone with humiliation and anger. Boswell had already called. Although he hated Boswell, he would not break his promise. After all, integrity is extremely important to everyone!

Just thinking that he would lose a lot of money, Willard's liver hurts, and the pain is piercing.

"Fake!! Everyone is a jerk, and the most jerk is Cui Zhen. If you don't win, how can I have so many troubles!"

In the elevator, Willard's mood not only did not improve, but worsened.

When he arrived at the company and returned to the office, he saw that his desk was already full of messy letters.

The chaotic desk made Willard feel even worse.

"Felix, what's going on with my office? Didn't I tell you many times that my desk should be kept clean? Why can't you remember it at all? Don't you want to do it?"

Willard directly called his assistant and criticized severely.

Seeing Willard losing his temper, Felix said nervously, "Editor-in-Chief, this is not my fault, this is a letter from a reader this morning, General Manager, General Manager asked me to put it on your desk! "

"A letter from a reader? What letter?"

Willard suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. It was normal for readers to send letters, but how could he let the general manager know that it was the general manager who asked his assistant to put it on his desk! ?
"Chief... Chief editor, you should read it first. The general manager told you to go find him after you read it!"

After speaking, Felix hurriedly left, as if a storm was coming.

Willard's heart tightened inexplicably, but he still walked quickly to the desk, picked up two letters at random, opened them, and instantly turned into a volcano about to erupt!
I saw these letters, almost all of the same content.

First, there are all kinds of insults to myself, as long as there are insulting words that can be imagined, there are all; and after the insults, it is a big unsubscribe.

In the letter, many readers said that they were completely disappointed with "Scoreboard". If it weren't for "Scoreboard", they would never have oppressed Cui Zhen like that, and they would not have that kind of slander against Cui Zhen! It is "Scoreboard" Card" made them almost drive away such a good player.

So they are very disappointed with "Scoreboard"'s false report, let "Scoreboard" and Willard get out together!

After reading this, Willard's body shook involuntarily, his head was battered!

He hated Cui Zhen to death!

I hate the Chinese people!

If it wasn't for Cui Zhen, how could I have encountered such a predicament! If it wasn't for those damn Chinese people to make trouble, how could I be so ashamed!
Willard cursed incoherently, and suddenly the phone on his desk rang, and when he picked it up, he heard a roar coming from the phone!

"Fuck, Willard, come to my office immediately."

Willard trembled in his heart, and hurriedly agreed!

Seeing the number of the general manager's office still on the phone screen, Willard's heart fell to the bottom instantly.

He still remembers what the general manager said to himself when the first reader sent a letter.

If there is a next time, then fuck off!

……

While Willard is facing unemployment crisis, Corinthians' Cassattmok is also in a bad mood.

Because Cui Zhen, who was rejected by him before, won the betting agreement and created a miracle in the world football world, which made his situation very bad now.

After all, everyone in Brazil now knows that Cui Zhen wanted to come to Corinthians, but in the end he refused.

But now, Cui Zhen scored ten goals in a single game, creating a myth in world football. Many people are waiting to see their own jokes.

"What a guy who stepped on shit luck, you can win such a gambling agreement!"

Kasatmok cursed in a very depressed heart, then drove around the curve and drove towards the Corinthians Club.

It's just that when he arrived at the gate of the club, he was blocked.At this time, dozens of media reporters were waiting with long guns and cannons. When they saw him coming, they all ran over with a huff.

These reporters quickly surrounded Cassattmok's car, and took pictures, took pictures, and some held microphones, regardless of whether Kassatmok could hear it, and said directly: "Cassatmok Can you answer some questions for us?"

"Mr. Cassattmok, I don't know that you rejected Cui Zhen's joining so simply at that time, do you regret it now?"

Mr. Cassattmok, Cui Zhen created a miracle yesterday, do you have the urge to kill yourself now? "

"Manager Cassartmok, we heard that you were hungover last night. Is it because you missed such an excellent player as Cui Zhen and want to commit suicide?"

Hearing these reporters' words, Kasatmok almost vomited blood out of breath.

Damn! Can you talk?
Cassatmok was very depressed, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do now. Since he was blocked by these reporters, if he didn't say a few words, he would definitely be unable to make it through!
He let out a long breath, and opened the car door.

As soon as he went out, he heard more sharp inquiries from the reporters.

"Mr. Cassattmok, are you really going to apologize for hitting the club before you open the car door?"

"Mr. Cassattmok, we think you should think about your family. It is very wrong to seek death!"

"Manager Cassartmok, if you were given a chance, would you kneel down and beg Cui Zhen to come back?"

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Nima!Are you sure you are a media reporter?What is the integrity of this way of asking questions?

Cassatmok was devastated! But he also knew the reason for this. After all, Cui Zhen is now in the limelight, and he can be said to be the most popular player in Brazil. It is normal for these reporters to be malicious to him.

After all, if Cui Zhen came to Corinthians, it would be Corinthians who would feel proud now, not Sao Paulo.

He took a deep breath and said, "If your questions are so boring, please leave, I have to work."

Hearing what Cassattmok said, the reporters looked at each other, and then one person stood up and asked, "Manager Cassatmok, we want to ask you what you think of Cui Zhen?"

Cassatmok said helplessly, "Cui Zhen is a player with great potential. I am happy that Brazil can have this player."

Although Cassattmok has scolded Cui Zhen countless times in his heart, he will not be so stupid as to speak ill of Cui Zhen in front of the media, that will only make his current situation worse.

Hearing Kasatmok's words, the reporter asked again: "At that time you clearly rejected Cui Zhen, will you regret it now? Sao Paulo, where Cui Zhen is located, will be the number one enemy of Corinthians."

Cassatmok smiled faintly, "Please don't doubt any decision made by me as a professional manager, I will not regret anything I have done! I rejected Cui Zhen at that time because he was not as good as he is now, Of course his potential really surprised me, but I believe the final winner will be our Corinthians!"

"What if Cui Zhen's Sao Paulo wins?" the reporter asked.

Cassattmok said firmly, "There is no such possibility!"

"Okay, I've answered everything that should be answered, please step aside, I'm going to be late for work."

After speaking, Cassattmok went straight back into the car and drove into the Corinthians Club.

Sitting in the car, Cassatmok's face was gloomy: "Cui Zhen! It's all Cui Zhen! What a lingering guy, you'd better get out of Brazil obediently, now everyone is looking for trouble with me, damn it !"

As soon as he walked into the office, he was notified by his assistant that the chairman wanted to see him.

"Mr. Chairman, are you looking for me?" Cassattmok came to the chairman's office and said respectfully.

The chairman's voice said while smoking a cigar: "Casatmok, please explain."

Kasattmok knew what the chairman was talking about, and he had already prepared for it. He straightened his back and said, "Mr. Chairman, although this incident exceeded my previous expectations, but I Still firmly believe that this is nothing!"

Sao Paulo is not qualified to play against our Corinthians on an equal basis at all. It has performed poorly in the past few years, and its players are generally weaker than our Corinthians. Although there is a Cui Zhen now, we have no It is not comparable to a weak team like Chapecoense. The miracle created by Cui Zhen must not be reproduced in our Corinthians!
Moreover, because of the huge consumption of this match, Cui Zhen must have put a heavy load on his body. I believe that Cui Zhen will definitely not be able to recover in a short time. When the time comes to fight us against Corinthians, Cui Zhen may not even be able to play.So please rest assured, Chairman, Cui Zhen is nothing to be afraid of, the final winner must be our Corinthians! "

Kasattmok said all the remarks he had prepared before in one breath, and after he finished speaking, he stood there quietly, waiting nervously for the chairman's conclusion.

He didn't know whether the chairman was satisfied with his answer, and now he was very worried.

In this way, after about ten seconds, the oppressive atmosphere in the room was almost out of breath, and the chairman slowly said: "Casattemok, if we lose to Sao Paulo this season, Submit your resignation directly!"

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