Football: The immortal legend on the green field

There was also such a person in China. He did not rest after watching the game. However, he was older and had experienced more things, so he still held back in the end.

What a shame for a very good team...

"Oh, what a pity! They played so well, but they were eliminated."

"There's nothing we can do about it. This is football..."

He took out a cigarette and was about to light it for himself, and take a deep puff to relieve his depression, but he saw his wife coming out accompanied by her personal secretary.

He hurriedly put out the fire and put the cigarette away. No matter how you look at it, smoking in front of a woman is impolite. Like most men, he appreciates beautiful women, but he still knows some basic etiquette, especially when it comes to women.

"What? Are you moved by that boy Shen Bin?" Lin Ning was considering how to say it so as not to irritate her man.

Wang Jianlin rolled his eyes at his wife and said, "I am also a person of flesh and blood. I am just old now and take everything less seriously. Otherwise, I would really buy Manchester United and build a one-man team with him as the center, just like Naples 20 years ago."

Lin Ning smiled faintly: "Why do you say that you are old? You are just fifty years old now, which is the most attractive age for men. You are mature and stable, but also energetic. You ignored my advice and bought the largest cinema chain in the United States. What made you back down?"

"Alas!" Wang Jianlin sighed again, "I am not only a football fan, but also someone who really wants to do something for Chinese football. Unfortunately, I have failed football, but football has failed me. The football environment in China is too dark. I don't even have the confidence to run Wanda..."

"Since the country is dark, then let's go abroad. Just like you said, buy Manchester United." Lin Ning looked at her husband's lonely eyes.

Wang Jianlin shook his head: "Don't be ridiculous. Manchester United is not the Dalian team. All it takes is one word and almost all the money will go in. That's a large company worth hundreds of millions of pounds. Even the negotiation process will take a year or two. Shen Bin will definitely transfer to a big club this summer. By the time I buy Manchester United, it will be too late."

"Why must it be Manchester United? Buy a team that is in financial difficulty and eager to sell, and give it a little more money. It will only take ten days or half a month. Besides, aren't there many wealthy clubs vying for Shen Bin's ownership? Use the money to stun their shareholders, and use Shen Bin to comfort the fans of the club. I believe that with both approaches, he will be able to quickly gain a foothold in the club."

Wang Jianlin felt strange about his wife's words. When did she become so interested in football? He looked at his wife with strange eyes.

Lin Ning understood the look in her husband's eyes, "Your eldest son called me in the middle of the night and said a lot of things. He insisted on buying a team in the top five European leagues. At first, I thought it was just a child's impulse, but he described to me how to use Shen Bin's strong appeal at home and abroad, and then to attract sponsorship in China, and by the way, to start a travel company to organize fans to travel to Europe and watch Shen Bin's games. Our son is very smart!"

"I used to treat him as a child, until just now, when he told me a series of methods for running a club, which, although very immature, had a lot to learn from, I realized that Congcong has grown up and he has a good sense for business!" Lin Ning said proudly.

"Haha..." Wang Jianlin looked at his wife who always presented herself as a strong woman, revealing a mother's unique pride of being honored by her son, and shook his head, "You! The only one who can control you is that boy."

"Okay! Then Wanda will play with those old European giants. I don't believe that Westerners can make money from Chinese people, but Chinese companies can't go global." Wang Jianlin instantly revealed the momentum of a business overlord, "Secretary Jin, please remember this!"

The personal secretary beside him hurriedly took out a notebook.

“One: Notify Wanda Club’s mid-level and above executives, relevant experts and negotiators from Europe and the United States who are investing in Dalian to come to the headquarters for an emergency meeting at 10 a.m. tomorrow.”

"Two: Inform the Secretariat and Chairman Tan of the Football Association to arrange an appropriate time in the next two days. I want to talk to her in person."

"Three: Contact all the members of the national youth team in the Netherlands. Wanda will celebrate their success at the Wanda Reign Hotel in Shanghai. All club members will be rewarded 100 million RMB each, and Shen Bin will be rewarded 1000 million RMB alone."

"Fourth: Once the date is agreed upon, invite celebrities from China, Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan to attend the event to bolster its momentum."

"Five: Notify Shanghai Ruihua to make a bigger splash, with a red carpet, banquet, etc., similar to the Shanghai International Film Festival and the FIFA World Player of the Year awards ceremony."

"Six: Contact all media outlets that have good relations with Wanda to create hype. It would be best if CCTV5 could broadcast the event live. Wanda will pay for all the live broadcasting expenses."

After Wang Jianlin finished speaking, his eyes drifted away. Although he had done so much preparation and it was also a big gamble, he wondered what the boy that Simong had been thinking about was thinking now?

It's time to go back to bed! Tomorrow is another busy day.

Media viewing area at Utrecht Stadium.

"Xiao Wang, have you taken the photos?" Li Yan asked the photographer beside him.

"I took some pictures. I used up half a roll of film!" Xiao Wang patted his camera.

"Well, that's good. You must keep the negatives well. The back figure in the photo will become a landmark for Chinese football!" Li Yan murmured as he looked at the back of No. 6 still standing in front of the Brazilian team's goal.

Shen Bin is a strong person, whose playing style is just like his personality. Shen Bin has won respect for Chinese players overseas. Even though his fate has been bad, he has continued to fight against it and never bowed his head. Even if he was underestimated for a moment, he still held his head high to the sky, with his back still so straight, never bending or lowering his head.

I just hope you will stay strong like this, because you will be the backbone of Chinese football in the future!

Shen Bin felt someone tapping his shoulder. He turned around and found it was Gao Haiyang: "Director Gao..."

"You are the captain, set an example for them. This is just a training exercise after all. The 98 Olympics are waiting for you."

Gao Haiyang looked at the children who were gathering together, and wondered how many familiar faces would appear on the national team's training ground in the future.

Shen Bin looked at Gao Haiyang who had suddenly fallen silent, and knew that he was just talking and that he must be extremely sad inside. This was the team that condensed all his efforts, and the day would finally come for him to say goodbye to them!

But I won't say goodbye to you, Coach Gao. I'm still looking forward to seeing you in the national team!

Although reaching the quarterfinals was already a historic achievement, the Chinese National Youth Team members did not feel the slightest bit of excitement or joy for having made history. Instead, they only felt bitterness and pain after losing. They did not want to make any history, they just wanted to win.

Maybe this is the difference between being a bystander and being involved? In the atmosphere created by the media a few days after the game, which was "We made history even though we were eliminated in the quarterfinals", the players all remained silent. Outsiders were happy about "making history", but they were distressed about "being eliminated in the quarterfinals".