Green Dragon

Chapter 145 The Guest from China

Just when Suarez was thinking hard about why he couldn't score again for a whole month after he slaughtered the Chinese team, the Chinese team had already arrived at Amsterdam International Airport.

Of course, their arrival was silent, with no fans queuing up to greet them, and no media scrambling to report. The Dutch Football Association did not take this opponent to heart.

Only the old Blind, the sports director of the Ajax club, greeted them.

Of course, there is also Long Shute.
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"Director Gao, Team Leader Cao, Uncle Li, welcome to the Netherlands."

Long Shute smiled and shook hands with the three main representatives of the Chinese team, and then straight to the point he offered the invitation:
"I'm also a half-host here. It's already late today. I have prepared a few local specialties. I specially invite you three elders to taste it. I will welcome all the teammates at noon tomorrow. Don't refuse."

Li Bing patted him on the back with a smile: "Look at this body, you were thin and small back then, and now you are so strong. It seems that European beef is rich in nutrition. I want to taste it today."

Both Gao and Cao showed a smile: "Then we will be guests for a while."

After all, Amsterdam is an international metropolis, with high-end restaurants everywhere. As long as you are willing to spend money, you may even be able to eat giant pandas.

"Authentic Moutai and Wuliangye are not easy to buy here, so try the red wine in Bordeaux."

Long Shu chose a French restaurant with a comfortable environment, and let the other party order food without feeling sorry for him, and even opened a few bottles of red wine whose price was comparable to half a day's salary.

"We're not very used to Western food." Although Team Leader Cao said so, he ate steak and red wine no less slowly than others.

"I'm not used to it when I first came here. European food is actually not necessarily better than domestic food. After all, their catering history is too short to compare with our eight major cuisines..."

Using the topic of food to build closer relationships is as natural to the Chinese as talking about the weather in England, and Long Shute certainly understands this truth.

Li Bing smiled and said: "You still know China is good, it seems that you are not too happy to think about going!"

"Uncle Li, are you criticizing me for forgetting my roots?" Long Shute poured him half a glass of red wine, "This is hurtful, Uncle Li, I have to fine you a glass."

"Look at my mouth, accept the punishment and accept the punishment." Li Bing had already swallowed with a "gudong", and then licked his lips, "Don't say it, this wine is softer than domestic ones."

"This wine is not irritating, and it has a certain health effect on the stomach. If you drink it smoothly, I will leave a box for each of you when you leave, and I will transport it back in advance for you." Long Shute suddenly found his old companion. The feeling of a small government official.

They waved their hands again and again: "How embarrassing."

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Long Shute smiled schemingly, "Uncle Li is my guide. Without him taking me abroad, how would I be what I am now? Director Gao is my head coach, that is Master and apprentice, I need you to mention more in the future, these two bottles of wine are not even enough for tuition fees in the current school."

"They all have names, but I don't, so I dare not accept them." Leader Cao probably remembered the unpleasant phone call before, and his tone was a little cold, gnawing on his steak.

"Team leader Cao is too polite," Long Shute didn't take his attitude seriously at all, "I will trouble you to inform me to participate in the national team's competition in the future, and it will make you worry and dry mouth. The bottle of wine is considered as the throat drink I gave you in advance, if you don't accept it, I won't answer your phone call."

He took the initiative to entertain the banquet, and said his words in a polite manner, even if there was any hatred, he had to let it go temporarily, not to mention that the relationship between them was far from that level.

Leader Cao immediately laughed, and his tone became more casual: "You don't seem to have lived alone in a foreign country for five or six years, but you are very similar to the old fritters in China!"

"I'll just take it as your compliment. For this compliment, I'll toast the team leader again." Although Long Shute didn't have much chance to drink alcohol, after all, he had a body that was honed from the ice and snow in Mohe, and his metabolic rate was relatively fast. Ordinary people are faster, and the usual red and white wine is no problem—of course, no one in the Netherlands drinks white wine with him.

After the wine was hot, the topic of several people chatted more in-depth, and they inevitably talked about the national team.

"I still have to thank you, kid." Captain Cao was obviously a little drunk, and he gestured to Long Shute with his wine glass, "If it weren't for your shot at that time, I wouldn't have taken over the old Wei's position so easily. Come, brother, toast you."

"You're welcome, Uncle Cao." Long Shu raised it far away, took a sip, and put it down again.

He has never been a drinker, and there is no need to accompany these people to drink to death. Although the wine does not have much stamina, he will not drink too much, after all, it will hurt his body.

"Your shot last year scared many people into a cold sweat." Li Bing was also dazed. "At that time, everyone in the industry said that you were self-destructing from the national team. Do you know that?"

Long Shu nodded his head: "I know a little bit, I was really not thinking about any national team at the time."

Gao Hongbo, with slender eyes, laughed: "You don't like the national team? Or do you look down on me as the head coach?"

Before Long Shute could answer, Li Bing yelled: "Old Gao, how can Xiaolong answer your words? No matter how powerful you are, you can't be more famous than Van Basten, right? You're so old, how can you talk to him?" Just like a child, punish yourself with three cups!"

Gao Hongbo didn't ask any more questions, but just drank the wine in his glass.

"Xiaolong, don't blame Lao Gao for not contacting you. On the issue of recruiting you, he reported and suggested several times." Li Bing acted as a peacemaker again, "It's true that he is the head coach, but this matter ...he said it doesn't count!"

"I know." Long Shute turned his eyes slightly, and fell on the face of Team Leader Cao.

The other party waved his hands again and again: "Don't look at me, I have only been in office for a few days, and I don't have the ability to make decisions. In addition, during that time, there was a lot of turmoil, and no one dared to look for you rashly. They were all afraid that you would be a fool Qing, shoot us one more time..."

Several people laughed with the strength of alcohol.

Long Shute wiped his mouth, and hid his smile a little: "I was also angry at the time, and I was a little impulsive, but now that I think about it, I don't have any regrets."

"I usually have a good temper, unless someone rides on my head." He licked his mouth, "I just want to play football for a few years, and it doesn't matter if I give you political achievements. But if some People go back on their promises, bully others too much... I will never wrong my mind for the sake of the overall situation of Chinese football."

Gao Hongbo looked at Team Leader Cao, the eyes of both of them seemed to be shaking slightly.

Li Bing laughed dryly: "Don't worry, there will never be such a day."

"I hope so," Long Shute breathed out, "After crossing the bridge on this street, you will find the most famous style area in Amsterdam. Many things are legal here. If you want to experience it, you can feel free. I won't I hope you have a good time tonight."

(End of this chapter)