Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

The ward was dark and smelled of disinfectant.

Lin Ying was lying on the hospital bed, tilting her head and looking out the window,

The moonlight coming in through the window was slightly cold, covering her haggard face even more lifelessly.

Hearing the movement of Qin Feng's crutches, Lin Ying quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and turned her head slowly.

"When your father left, I promised him to take good care of you, but I didn't."

Lin Ying gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Mom is useless, you...you don't need to save me!"

mom……

Just for a moment, Qin Feng's heart clenched and he couldn't breathe from the pain.

Leaning on crutches, he hurried forward, and just about to speak, there was a sudden noise at the door.

It was Aunt Wang and some old neighbors who came to deliver dinner.

"Old Lin, happy event!"

Before entering the door, Aunt Wang's loud voice came in.

With a bang, the door of the ward was knocked open, and a group of people rushed in crackling.

"Little Qin Feng actually inherited the inheritance and became the chairman of the Liaodong team!"

"That's right, Sister Lin, that's the chairman! Now your illness will be saved, and your family will be saved!"

"I just said that Qin Feng is a good kid, and he will definitely not be wrong in the future!"

"..."

Looking at the neighbor with a happy face, Lin Ying didn't react for a while.

After figuring out the situation, she looked at Qin Feng in doubt, "What's going on? What inheritance? What chairman?"

Qin Feng was at a loss for words for a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of inheritance he had!

But the fast-talking Aunt Wang immediately helped him out.

"Don't say you don't know yet, LongTV's sports news has been reported, and it is the inheritance left by Qin Feng's sixth uncle."

"Yes!"

"That's right..."

Hearing the neighbors' explanations, Lin Ying opened her mouth in surprise, "The child has a sixth uncle who lives far away, but..."

"Don't be an asshole, Lao Lin, this matter will definitely be in the newspaper tomorrow, and it can't be wrong!"

"..."

Lin Ying's frowned eyebrows slowly relaxed, and her eyes looking at Qin Feng regained their brilliance.

"Thank goodness for that!"

……

Early the next morning, the office of the general manager of Bincheng Tianda.

"Accepting the transfer, the former international footballer Qin Feng entered Liaodong at the age of 18! 』

"Bincheng's abandoned general will take over the Liaodong Football Club, is the world going to change for A and B? 』

"Qin Feng, a talented young man with a disabled body and a strong will! 』

"..."

Snapped!

A stack of newspapers slammed onto the table.

"How is it possible that Qin Feng, a cripple, turned over and became the chairman of the Liaodong team!"

Sitting behind the desk, Wang Ke was panting out of breath.

After a while, he picked up the phone on the table.

"The plan to acquire Li Te of the Liaodong team has been delayed. Yes, the Liaodong team is short of money, so they cannot be slowed down."

"Notify several other teams that are interested in Lite and let them give up the acquisition. Just say that I, Wang Ke, said it. As long as they follow suit, they will benefit!"

"Also, give me private contact with the players of the Liaodong team, especially those few foreign players."

"Whoever is willing to come, I will accept all orders when the transfer window opens, the premise is to let them make the Liaodong team feel uncomfortable!"

"By the way, let's get in touch with the bosses of teams A and B. The night after tomorrow, Yanjing, I'll set up a banquet..."

"..."

After issuing a series of orders, Wang Ke hung up the phone and let out a long breath.

He stared at the large photo of Qin Feng on the newspaper cover with a sullen look on his face.

at the same time……

Entrusting Lin Ying to the care of an old neighbor, Qin Feng appeared in Shengjing, more than 300 kilometers away from Bincheng.

Before leaving, the doctor explained that the kidney source can only be kept for one week.

I only have 7 days to raise the surgery fee for my mother!

Qin Feng pursed his lips tightly, the plan to sell Li Te is the top priority.

hope everything is fine.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng quickened his movements and walked into the training base of Liaodong Football Club on crutches.

In front of the office building of the base, Liaodong team general manager Qian Zhisong and other high-level executives were already waiting there.

Seeing Qin Feng coming, a group of people rushed to meet him.

"Qin Dong, you have counted!"

"I told you to send a car to pick you up!"

"Go upstairs, go upstairs, slow down!"

"..."

After exchanging pleasantries, Qin Feng, surrounded by everyone, went directly to the chairman's office.

When everyone was seated, the general manager Qian Zhisong winked at everyone in the room and spoke first.

"Director Qin, it stands to reason that you have just arrived, I shouldn't have said that, but the team is in a bad situation..."

"Yes, Mr. Qin, the club is short of money. The players, including me, the head coach, have not been paid for two months."

The one who said this was the head coach of the team, Huang Tongli. He is a veteran in Longguo football, and he still has the level of leadership, but he is just conservative.

"Not only the salary, but also the bonuses such as winning awards and goal awards promised at the beginning of the season, are also owed."

The manager of the operation department followed suit.

"Chairman Qin, there is also a shortage of funds for the youth training echelon..."

With a sigh, Shang Yin, the old coach in charge of the echelon construction of the Liaodong Club, also shook his head.

"..."

As soon as he entered the room, before his butt was warmed up, he came when he got off his horse.

Sitting behind the large desk, Qin Feng didn't lift his eyelids.

There was a moment of silence in the office.

After a long while, he raised his head, smiled at everyone, and said, "I don't need you to tell me about the situation of the team, I am fully aware of it."

Turning to the general manager Qian Zhisong, "Mr. Qian, since you know there are some things you shouldn't say, don't say them. No one invites you to speak!"

Qin Feng smiled harmlessly, "The team's management is not good, you, the general manager, can't escape the blame. Now you come to me and cry poorly, what's the matter?"

While speaking, he pressed his elbows on the table, leaned forward, and his smile disappeared instantly, "Do you really think I've been taken advantage of?"

Qian Zhisong froze, his brow sweating instantly.

Not only him, everyone in the room was stunned.

Such a style!

Is Qin Feng really only 18 years old?

A word flashed through everyone's mind...

Lizi is not easy to bully!

The room fell into silence again.

It took more than 5 minutes for Qian Zhisong to recover.

"Qin Dong, what you said is wrong, I am also a clever woman who can't cook without rice."

There was a stern look in his eyes, "I have to say some things that shouldn't be said. If these problems are not resolved, I'm afraid the club's hearts will be unstable. When the time comes..."

The threat in Qian Zhisong's tone was extremely strong, he stopped and stared into Qin Feng's eyes.

threaten me?

Qin Feng smiled.

"Mr. Qian, don't worry, I was just joking."

He slowly leaned back in his chair and found a comfortable position, "You send someone to bring over the team's operating accounts, and I'll get to know more or less."

"Don't worry, I came here with funds, and the money that should be spent is not bad, especially...

Speaking of this, Qin Feng emphasized his tone, "You can't owe players money!"

He looked at the head coach Huang Tongli, "And your coaching staff. In the future, the club's general funds will be tilted towards the front-line personnel. Go back and tell everyone, don't worry."

Hearing this, Huang Tongli's eyes lit up, and he smiled with his yellow teeth full of smoke stains.

"That's a good relationship. I'll convey the good news to those brats in a while."

Qin Feng nodded, and then turned to Shang Yin, the coach in charge of the youth training echelon.

The old man had gray temples, his dark face was full of wrinkles, and his expression was full of expectation and doubt.

Shang Yin brought out the golden generation of the Liaodong team, and is like a godfather in the Liaodong team.

Looking at the old man with a face full of wind and frost, Qin Feng's eyes softened.

"Director Shang, regarding echelon construction, you also report a plan, after all..."

Speaking of this, he paused before continuing: "For any team, youth training is the future!"

"..." Shang Yin's eyes widened.

The current Longguo football circle is full of people who are eager for quick success, and no one pays attention to youth training.

Unexpectedly, this Qin Feng is not very old, but he is a bit knowledgeable.

"Okay, I'll make a plan when I get back."

Shang Yin smiled so much that his face was full of creases, and Qin Feng was pleasing to the eye.

Qin Feng also had a smile on his face.

Get two!

A football club, the coach and the players are the most important.

The rest are replaceable.

Qin Feng looked at Qian Zhisong and the manager of the operation department, with a wider smile on his face.

After thinking about it, he said, "If there is nothing else, let me talk about the club's recent work direction."

Looking at the four people one by one, Qin Feng said slowly: "Promote the deal with Lite with all our strength!"

What?

Everyone in the room was shocked.

Qian Zhisong was sitting upright, but upon hearing this, he straightened his suit jacket, leaned back in his chair, raised his legs, and aimed his eyes at Huang Tongli and Shang Yin.

After making trouble for a long time, they still have to rely on selling players to make money.

Can those two old stubbornes agree?

Boy, it's still too young!

Sure enough, within half a second, Huang Tongli and Shang Yin exploded at the same time.

"Dr. Qin, I don't agree to sell Li Te. This kid has been training in Brazil for several years. Now is the time to get results. Do you know how many teams want him?"

"Old Huang is right. Li Te is only 21 years old this year. He is the future of the team. What is the difference between you and selling blood!"

Looking at the two coaches who were furious, Qin Feng frowned imperceptibly.

The sale of Lite is a lot of resistance!

……