football light

Back at the hotel, as soon as they got out of the car, the players from the Royal Machinery Factory were frightened.

A red carpet stretched directly from the parking lot to the hotel gate, and two rows of welcoming ladies in cheongsams showed their white teeth neatly and smiled at the moment the car door opened.

"Welcome to the triumphant return of the Royal Machinery Factory."

Nuo Nuo's soft voice made half of the players of the Royal Machinery Factory crisp up.

Thinking of the scene when he first came here, running around in a daze, and being looked down upon by the front desk when he arrived at the hotel, Tang Song felt as if he had passed away, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, trying to keep this glorious scene firmly in his heart.

Before he could look away, Lin Yutong next to him glared at him: "Where are you looking?"

Jiang Xin was also a little unhappy, and called the person in charge of the hotel over: "Whether this is arranged by my father or not, you hurry up and tell them to go away, and replace them with two rows of handsome men."

The person in charge of the hotel is very responsible, changing the beauty into a handsome guy in the blink of an eye.

The players from the Royal Machinery Factory, who were feasting their eyes, froze at once. Only Fang Xiaoqiang muttered professionally: "This posture is not right, there is only form but no spirit..."

Such careful observation made Anji, who was shoulder to shoulder with him, panicked and hid to the side.

After entering the private room, after Jiang Xin apologized for her father's late arrival, all kinds of dishes were brought up like water.This was better than what they had eaten in the past few days. Everyone was tired and hungry, and they were not polite to Jiang Xin, so they all ate voraciously.

As soon as they moved their chopsticks, the photographer who took pictures of them ran in with a reporter.

"Why did you leave before the interview was over?" A reporter from the sports section of a local newspaper in Xiangning City said arrogantly.

In his interview career, most amateur teams would be flattered, and this is the first time he has encountered the funk.Therefore, he thinks that the non-local teams do not know the arrangements for post-match interviews.In order to complete the task that the organizer invited him to come, although he took the initiative to rush over, he was still full of resentment.

In the past, when he lost his temper, the other party would definitely nod and bow and apologize, and maybe even give him a red envelope.As a result, not many people present raised their heads, and the only one who was positive was Tang Song, who asked the waiter to add two sets of bowls and chopsticks: "It's better to come early than coincidentally, the two of you are quite punctual when you join the meal."

When Tang and Song’s team was established, they were surrounded by reporters, and later they were interviewed by national newspapers like "Daily Football News". How did this greasy middle-aged reporter get their attention?

Wu You and Fang Xiaoqiang were not very interested in interviews, let alone Wen Liangcheng, who had suffered enough from the media long ago, and would not fight unless he could deal with the media.

The positiveness of Tang and Song Dynasties is more of a politeness.There are guests at home, should they just watch?

"Me!" The well-known reporter in Xiangning City flicked his sleeves angrily: "No more! I want to block you on behalf of my counterparts in Xiangning City!"

"What's wrong?" At this time, Jiang Pingyuan finally arrived accompanied by his assistant, and asked in a deep voice.After the reporter flattered him, he complained softly.

Jiang Pingyuan smiled helplessly, and said to the players of the Royal Machinery Factory: "This game is held by me. Letting reporters interview you is also a publicity effect. Please cooperate."

Just took someone else's 10 yuan, and now they are eating other people's food. Everyone in the Royal Machinery Factory felt a little sorry. After some discussions, they pushed Wang Dazhuang who was eager to try.

"Interview with him?" The reporter hesitated, thinking about Tang and Song.

"Do you look down on Owen in the future? Be careful that you won't have this opportunity in the future." Wang Dazhuang knew everyone's good intentions to make him famous, so he said with a slick mouth.

"Haha, it turns out that this is the future star of your team. If you can score that goal, the future will definitely be limitless. Reporter Hao, you can interview him." Jiang Pingyuan said approvingly.

The reporter named Hao Wenbin reluctantly took Wang Dazhuang to the place arranged by the hotel.

As soon as Hao Wenbin and Wang Dazhuang left, Tang Song said in surprise, "This reporter has too thick a face. He has to be praised to be obedient."

Jiang Pingyuan smiled again, without explaining, asked the waiter to bring a bottle of good wine, opened it in front of Wen Liangcheng, and asked, "Coach Wen, let's have some?"

Wen Liangcheng thought for a while, and politely refused: "Jiang Dong, I appreciate your kindness."

In the past in the professional team, Wen Liangcheng would occasionally have a drink or two.After coming to the Royal Machinery Factory, he imposed a strict ban on tobacco and alcohol, set an example, and said that he would never touch these things again.

Jiang Pingyuan's assistant changed his face.You must know that although Jiang Pingyuan is a businessman, his status and majesty are not comparable to ordinary people at this level.Usually, even some high-ranking officials in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a blessing to have a drink with him.In his eyes, Wen Liangcheng naturally became ignorant of flattery.

"It's okay. Smoking and drinking hurt my body. I didn't think carefully." Jiang Pingyuan didn't drink with other players, but only went to Wen Liangcheng, who is the coach. In fact, he was already very considerate.But this apology is still straightforward, and the players of the Royal Machinery Factory immediately had a lot of affection for him.

"After Coach Wen retired, he still maintains a good life style. I'm afraid the goal planned in his heart is not low?" Jiang Pingyuan asked.

Wen Liangcheng was a little surprised.Although his past is not a secret, it definitely cannot reach the point where everyone knows it.In the past few days of competition, there are many real fans on the sidelines, and few can call him by name.And why does Jiang Pingyuan know?After a little thought, he understood.It seems that part of the reason why Jiang Pingyuan arrived late may be to understand their backgrounds.

Providing such good treatment to the team, and taking the trouble to investigate their situation, Wen Liangcheng, who couldn't figure out the intention, couldn't help being a little wary, and said with a smile: "There is no goal, but relying on previous experience to lead everyone to play football to find Just for fun."

"Coach Wen is too modest." Jiang Pingyuan smiled lightly and went straight to the point: "Have you ever thought about returning to the top league and impressing your former teammates and coaches?"

"This matter..." Wen Liangcheng shook his hand, and after a long silence, he said: "I am a coach, not for others to see. Besides, with the current situation of the Royal Machinery Factory, it is not easy to play in the top league? This kind of thing I never thought about it."

"It is not difficult for the Royal Machinery Factory to return to the top league." Jiang Pingyuan saw through his heart and asked his assistant to come up with a contract, "With our capital injection, the team can purchase players and form a coaching team according to Coach Wen's requirements. According to the plan, the team can achieve promotion once a year, from the amateur league to the second division, then to the first division, and finally enter the Super League. A local head coach in his early thirties is definitely young and promising."

Jiang Pingyuan arrived late, on the one hand to deal with Xie Jianlin, and on the other hand to understand the background of the Royal Machinery Factory players.Others knew little about it, but the head coach of this former professional player was quickly understood by him.

Judging from Wen Liangcheng's reaction, he has been deeply moved by the future he described.Although this was his first contact with the Royal Machinery Factory, with Wen Liangcheng nodding, the acquisition must not be difficult.

Sure enough, Wen Liangcheng couldn't help but said: "Entering the Super League is indeed my dream. I'm not boasting. If I can buy players according to my ideas, there will be no problem in jumping every year."

Jiang Pingyuan nodded slightly, and his assistant handed over the pen in a timely manner, but Wen Liangcheng, who was full of yearning, did not accept it, but smiled wryly: "But, I am not in charge of the team."

Jiang Pingyuan was startled, and the players put down their chopsticks one after another, staring at him intently.When I won the award, I was looking forward to recruiting, so why did someone come to talk about the acquisition in a blink of an eye?

Anji's eyes turned hot, and he introduced Tang and Song to Jiang Pingyuan: "Your Majesty... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The initiator of the rebuilding of the team, we all listen to him now."

Lin Yutong said unhappily: "Why do you listen to him? Didn't you talk about democracy? Don't you think I am the team leader?" But she did not object to letting Tang Song and Jiang Pingyuan talk: "You talk about it first. Details, and then we vote internally."

Jiang Pingyuan knew very little about the other players of the Royal Machinery Factory, but that didn't mean he knew nothing.When he came here, he had read the two previous interviews, and he was impressed by Tang Song's team philosophy, thinking it was a young man's fantasy.

At this time, I heard that the players of the Royal Machinery Factory were only looking forward to the Tang and Song Dynasties. After being surprised, I said according to the prepared speech: "Don't worry, everyone, the acquisition of the team is not to drive you away. You are still young, have a good training environment and professionalism. Our coaching team will definitely improve a lot. In the high-level league, even if some people can't keep up, we will arrange a way for everyone. The important thing is that as long as you sign the contract, you can get paid, and you will never have to Running around for 10 yuan and being ignored."

The players from the Royal Machinery Factory licked their lips, still looking at Tang Song.They know that not everyone can play in the Super League, but in the process of accompanying the Royal Machinery Factory, it is a great temptation to get a salary.

Tang Song was very calm, and took the contract with extraordinary grace. Before he opened it, he lost his image in one sentence: "There are also awards for winning goals, scoring awards and not conceding goals. These are indispensable." Current Terms.

Jiang Xin almost didn't laugh out loud, she didn't expect this little rascal to be so philistine, and he would still bargain.

Jiang Pingyuan shook his head and smiled, and said, "The bonus is all written on it. Your requirements are only a little bit more. As for the construction of a professional stadium, it can also be discussed." In his opinion, this cooperation has been completed.

But after Tang Song read the contract carefully, he also did not sign it.

"Besides that, there are several requirements. The team does not relocate or change its name, and you can only take half of the shares at most."

Jiang Pingyuan stared at Tang Song in a daze. From the boyish face, he saw the incomparable solemnity and persistence.After a long time, he slammed the table: "Are you kidding me! How much is your team's valuation now, and you are worthy of discussing equity issues with me? Let me ask you, does your team have funds to invest now? Your conditions, No company will agree!"

"Some investments are priceless." Tang Song turned the last page and said lightly.

"I don't know what to do! When you encounter difficulties, don't beg me!" Jiang Pingyuan left the table angrily.

He is not an emotional person, but he put down his airs and talked about cooperation with such a team, which is already doing his best.Moreover, the conditions he gave would be flocked to by any other team. Tang Song dared to make such excessive demands on him, which really made him furious.

"What are you asking for?" After the interview, Wang Dazhuang, who came back happily, almost collided with Jiang Pingyuan, feeling the latter's anger, and suddenly asked confusedly.