Godfather of national football

Chapter 212 Burger Treasure Hunt ([-])

Lin Peter and Lin Jinfa were quite surprised. Lin Zhijian has never had the chance to play in the first team of Hamburg, not to mention in China, even in Germany. There are at least hundreds of thousands of players like Lin Zhijian. How did Li Guo know about his son?

"Coach Li, let me ask you a question..."

Li Guo waved his hand, "I still like you to call me Li Guo, and I like your Cantonese Mandarin very much."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed, and the embarrassment eased a lot.

Lin Jinfa mustered up his courage: "Alright, Li Guo, how did you know about my son Zhijian?"

Of course, Li Guo could not tell the other party that Lin Zhijian would be selected for the German U20 national team in the future. He could only say: "I have been coaching in Germany for a long time, and I have many friends in the German football circle. To tell you the truth, it was a friend of mine in Hamburg who told me."

"I see, Li Guo, do you want to call Zhijian into the national team?"

Li Guo sold a pass, "accurately speaking, it is an investigation," because Lin Zhijian has not become popular yet, Li Guo just got rid of him first. Lin Zhijian was born in 1991, he is still young, and he still has a bright future, so he is not in a hurry.

Lin Jinfa was secretly delighted. To be honest, with Lin Zhijian's level, it would be difficult to get along in Germany, where there are so many talents, but if he returns to China, it will be different. The Chinese market is so big, even earning endorsement fees is enough for the Lin family to prosper.

Li Guo's eyes were vicious, looking at the two people in front of him, Lin Jinfa was ready to come out, full of joy, but Lin Peter seemed noncommittal.

Li Guo didn’t know about this. In fact, Lin Zhijian had a better relationship with his uncle. Like most Chinese families, his father played the role of a strict father at home. He was authoritative, but not easy to get close to. Instead, it was his uncle Peter Lin who chatted with Lin Zhijian, so he knew Lin Zhijian better.

Li Guo turned to Lin Peter, "If you have anything to say, you can just say it, don't treat me like an outsider."

Lin Peter looked embarrassed, and finally said timidly: "Zhijian's German name is "Lam`Zhi`Gin", which is very similar to the name of the German captain Lam."

This Li Guo understood that after Lin Zhijian became popular, Hamburg's official website introduced Lin Zhijian and used "Hamburger Ram" to describe Lin Zhijian.

Listening to the words, Chen An understood. It seems that Lin Zhijian has a lot of ambitions. His dream is to play for the German team.

Chen An looked at Li Guo, Li Guo looked at Chen An, and Li Guo said, "I just want to meet Lin Zhijian, is it okay?"

"Zhijian is still in the club now. When he comes back in the evening, I will take him to visit. Li Guo, which hotel do you stay in?"

"No, I'll come back tonight," said Li Guo and Chen An and left Lin's restaurant.

*****
As soon as he walked out of the restaurant, Chen An said: "This kid surnamed Lin is a big kid. He is just a mere second team of Hamburg. He even wants to join the German national team."

Li Guo said with a smile: "I just like people with dreams. A person without dreams is no different from a salted fish. The bigger his ambition, the more I like him."

This is also true. Napoleon said that soldiers who do not want to be generals are not good soldiers. Who would not want to be in the German national team when playing in Germany?

"But this will be troublesome. What can we compete with the German team?" Chen An said.

"Emotions, interests, future," Li Guo said.

"Emotions, he is of Chinese descent, interests, how much money can he make in Hamburger II? If he becomes popular in China, how much is he worth? In the future, I believe in the future of Chinese football under my leadership."

"It seems that you came prepared," Chen An said with a smile.

"Of course, otherwise how can I be a leader, you are just my assistant,"

"I bother."

"Hurry up and go back to the hotel, I'm cold and hungry," Chen An said.

"Didn't I just treat you to dinner?"

Chen An gave Li Guo a white look, "It's not all about you, I don't even have time to eat a whole table."

"Then you should eat."

"Hehe, everyone chatting, I eat, that's no longer a beggar."

"You are."

"Li Guo, don't run away, and see if I don't hit you with a brick."

*****
Lin's restaurant, after Li Guo and Chen An left, Peter Lin said: "Brother, I know what you mean. Now that China is strong, joining the Chinese national team is very good, but Zhijian lived in Germany since he was a child. His idol is Lahm. His dream is to enter the German team."

Lin Jinfa smiled, "Peter, I know that Zhijian was the best with you since childhood, and you know him best, but we have been in Germany for 30 years, and the Germans have always regarded us as outsiders, even the Turks. Do you think it is possible for Zhijian to enter the national team in Germany?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Peter had nothing to say. He had seen too much discrimination in foreign countries. This kind of discrimination was deeply rooted. The German team did not have non-white players into the national team until 2002. In Germany, racial discrimination still exists.

"Brother, times have changed, Zhijian's generation should be able to integrate into Germany,"

Lin Jinfa shook his head, "We came to Germany to make a living. After all, this is not our home."

Peter Lin chuckled, "It seems that the eldest brother was persuaded by Li Guo."

"Hehe, you can talk to Zhijian today and see what he means."

*****
"Eat slowly, eat slowly, look at your evil spirit,"

Peter Lin looked at Lin Zhijian who was devouring the food with a kind face.

"Compared with the things at home, the food in the club is simply uneatable,"

This is true. I remember that old international player Yang Chen complained that there is nothing delicious in Germany. Due to historical reasons, Germany in high latitudes has a long winter. Traditionally, meat is the main food. There is really nothing delicious.

"By the way, Second Uncle, today's intra-team match, guess how many I scored?"

"two?"

Lin Zhijian shook his head.

"Five?"

"Hehe, you thought you were playing golf,"

Lin Zhijian made a movement of taking off his hat. Obviously, he staged a hat-trick, and Peter Lin gave a thumbs up.

"My Zhijian is the most powerful."

Taking advantage of Lin Zhijian's happy meal, Peter Lin said, "There are people in the store today."

"Is that foodie Sun Xingmin again? Uncle, let me tell you, if that Korean foodie comes again, you must take his money."

Sun Xingmin and Lin Zhijian both played in Hamburg, and Sun Xingmin was not used to the German food. Once Lin Zhijian took him to his restaurant for dinner. After coming and going, Sun Xingmin made this place his home and often came to eat.

"It's not Sun Xingmin."

"Who is that?"

"The head coach of the Chinese national team, Li Guo."

Lin Zhijian put down the pineapple bun and asked curiously: "China team? Head coach? What is he doing here?"

(End of this chapter)