Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

"I'm going to gather my men, bring the guys, and tear that bastard and his team to shreds!"

Johansson's face turned red after drinking, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let them know who is the boss!"

Done.

He leaned back in his chair again, allowing himself to disappear into the darkness, and deliberately said in a hoarse voice: "We are not murderers. I will tell my men not to strike too hard!"

This is a classic line from the old godfather in the Hollywood movie "The Godfather".

Beckenbauer and others laughed.

Johansson also put away his acting skills and hit the table with laughter.

But Qin Feng was unmoved.

He looked directly at Johansson, with a half-smile expression on his face, as if he was waiting for something.

The laughter subsided in the restaurant.

Everyone discovered Qin Feng's strange behavior.

"Qin, are you serious?"

Johansson asked in shock with the smile still hanging on his face.

"Real, more real than diamonds!" Qin Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Now everyone here understands.

Qin Feng was in trouble.

"Qin, tell me more specifically." Johansson said seriously: "It's the Longguo Football Management Department. Did you scold them?"

"That's right." Qin Feng admitted directly.

"Whatever you need from us, just ask!"

Johansson straightened up and stopped asking for details, "Or I can call Zheng. The current AFC president Amantha is also one of our own."

Johansson's attitude was satisfactory and that of an ally.

until this time.

Qin Feng smiled.

What he wants is for Johansson to take a stand.

As for whether to ask the other party for help...

The answer is of course no.

The foot tube department hasn't exhausted its tricks yet.

If he asked Johnson for help when something happened, wouldn't he become a child who was beaten and cried and went home to find his parents?

This would only make Johansson look down upon him.

Good steel should be used on the blade.

If you really encounter trouble that can't be solved, it's not too late to ask Johnson and the others to take action.

Things are not completely out of control yet.

I want to see for myself what tricks the foot canal department can do!

"Lennart, I don't need you."

Thinking of this, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "There is trouble, but I can handle it."

"Oh?"

Johansson narrowed his eyes.

Beckenbauer and others at the table also looked at Qin Feng.

They did not expect that Qin Feng did not seek help and wanted to fight against the Longguo Football Management Department alone as the club owner.

Not everyone has this kind of courage.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet.

The piano music "silentnight" on the stereo is soothing and peaceful.

Qin Feng took the opportunity to raise his wine glass.

"That's right, don't worry."

"Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, everyone is waiting for the good news, and I wish you a Merry Christmas,"

in Western legends.

On Christmas Eve.

The shepherds suddenly heard the news from an angel that Jesus would be born tomorrow.

All this day also means that good news will come.

Qin Feng made a double entendre, not only sending holiday blessings, but also reassuring Johansson and others to wait for his good news.

All of you here are devout Christians.

Naturally, I understand what Qin Feng means.

A group of people couldn't help but look at Qin Feng again.

The party is over.

Qin Feng and Qian Zhisong walked back to the hotel.

Although it is the end of December, the night temperature in Munich is still above 12 degrees.

Qin Feng opened his clothes to disperse the smell of alcohol.

"Director Qin, be careful of catching a cold."

Qian Zhisong raised his collar and said with concern: "Otherwise, when I get to my age, I'll have to endure it."

"Haha..." Qin Feng tightened his clothes as he said, "Old Qian, are you worried about the foot management department?"

"Can you not worry?"

When Qin Feng asked, Qian Zhisong took the opportunity to complain, "Director Qin, there are so many people at the table, I can't say anything."

"The Foot Management Department has made a formal announcement and our punishment is a foregone conclusion."

"If we want to come back, we can only rely on Johansson to apply pressure from above."

"But Mr. Qin, you..."

"I'm really not telling you that you should be thicker-skinned. We finally leaned against a big tree and didn't take the opportunity to enjoy the shade. That's not right!"

"Old money!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng sighed, "It's easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree, but not everyone has this opportunity."

"If we want to talk to Johansson and others on an equal footing, we can't do it without showing our true abilities."

"I don't want to be reduced to a pawn that may be abandoned at any time."

"So there are some little things that we have to solve ourselves!"

"Small thing?"

Qian Zhisong was not calm at all, "Yes, a fine of 10 yuan is not much. The 9 season points that were fined are not because I am arrogant. We Liaodong can win them back in minutes."

"Can I ask Mr. Qin to publish an apology in the newspaper? No!"

"You are the face of Liaodong, the 'conscience of Longguo football' in the fans' mouth, and the backbone of everyone!"

"If you bow your head, none of us will recognize you until you die!"

Qian Zhisong was filled with righteous indignation, and the spittle he spat out was three feet away from the wind.

A warm current surged through Qin Feng's heart.

But in an instant he was stunned again.

"Old Qian, when did I say I wanted to apologize?"

"And didn't I say that you won't pay the fine and you will forget about it in such a short time?"

Qian Zhisong was also stunned.

"Director Qin, I thought you would ask Johansson for help, so I was confident."

"But now, if we don't bow to the Foot Management Department, what else can we do?"

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Feng laughed and said, "There are many ways. Think about it, old Qian. If we don't meet Johansson and Beckenbauer on the island, how can we survive?"

"Remember, other people's abilities belong to others. Whether they help you or not is just a matter of their thoughts."

"so……"

"It is the last word to take advantage of the situation and strengthen yourself."

"People have to rely on themselves after all!"

Qin Feng is full of confidence.

But Qian Zhisong still frowned, "That's what I said..."

"Okay old money!"

Qin Feng interrupted: "That's it for now, it's done!"

"We can't wait for the foot management department to introduce sponsorship from a 'leather bag company' and it will automatically explode."

"Next step, we have to take the initiative and make the thunder sound!"

As he said that, he pulled Qian Zhisong and said in a deep voice: "You and Bayern general manager Hoeness have been very close recently?"

"Yes, you are communicating with the upper management. I think I should not be idle and contact their general manager to establish a relationship..."

Qian Zhisong replied with a confused look.

"here you go!"

Qin Feng patted Qian Zhisong's shoulder hard. "The Belgian company iphox that signed a contract with the Foot Management Department is engaged in Internet telephony and has no actual business."

"They want to use the Dragon Country FA Cup match to promote themselves and break into the Dragon Country market."

"If iphox's business in Longguo does not go smoothly, they won't be able to pay a penny to the Foot Management Department!"

"what?"

Qian Zhisong was taken aback.

I heard Qin Feng say that this company was unreliable before, but I didn’t expect it to be so outrageous!

Not to mention mobile phones, even landline phones cannot be said to be popular in Long Country at this stage, and home computers are even rarer.

Come to Longguo to make Internet calls?

Not to mention whether the people recognize it or not, even the government level is unlikely to agree!

The iphox company is determined to "attack the market", and it will take Longguo Football with it...

Think about cause and effect.

Qian Zhisong had a layer of white sweat on his forehead.

"Director Qin, what do you need me to do?"

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead vigorously, "Also, what does this matter have to do with General Manager Bayern Hoeness?"

"iphox is going to enter the football field as a sponsor, and Belgium and Germany are close to each other. As a world-class giant, Bayern Munich must know the details of iphox."

Qin Feng pondered: "Hoeness is the general manager of Bayern, and the business operations are under his control."

"Go find him tomorrow and find out iphox's trump card. It's best to have detailed data!"

"When the time comes, I'll ask Editor-in-Chief Zhou to publish the inside story of iphox on "Football Practitioners". The one who will be anxious will be the foot management department!"

"Director Qin, are you trying to alert the enemy?"

Qian Zhisong reacted and asked in surprise.

"That's right, a snake cannot be more than seven inches in the grass!"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said: "Let's use this stick to expose the true form of the foot canal!"

……