From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 5 People who like black coffee

  Returning to the office, Zhang Xian said to Mary: "There will be a meeting at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, and the heads of all departments will be present."

   "Okay, I will notify them."

   "Okay, let's stop here today."

   dismissed Mary, and Zhang Xian also began to think about it. Since he took office earlier and the game will officially start in August, he has a month to understand and ‘reform’ the team.

  Of course, before that, he needs to take the lead in understanding the various contradictions and problems of this team.

  There are written information about the club situation on the desktop, but Zhang Xian doesn’t believe it at all. After all, this kind of written report exists for the sake of good-looking, and it does not reflect any problems at all.

  Compared to written materials, he is more inclined to see is believable.

  Thinking of this, Zhang Xian got up and was about to leave the office.

  Finance and the director's office are the opposite doors. With the door open, Mary saw Zhang's movement and couldn't help shouting: "Where are you going?"

  Zhang Xian walked out of the office door and smiled: "Work!"

  After finishing speaking, regardless of Mary's suspicious expression, she walked directly out of the office building.

  Walking out of the club, you can see a peaceful small village.

  Hoffenheim village has a small area. From south to north, two cigarettes can be used. There are about 3,000 people in the entire village, most of whom are elderly.

  The whole village is filled with a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

  Seeing this scene, Zhang Xian couldn't help but stretched his waist, and said with emotion: "It's really a place without passion!"

  All afternoon, Zhang Xian was hanging out.

  Although Hoffenheim is not big and not much to watch, the biggest attraction is the pasture of Old Dink’s family in the north.

  The whole village is run through by a main road, and the village structure is quite simple, which is also in line with the rigorous behavior of the Germans.

  Walking back and forth along the main road twice, Zhang Xian talked to many people.

  Perhaps the lack of interest in rural life drives these elderly people crazy. There is a stranger communicating with them, which makes them quite happy.

  Of course, Zhang Xian did not disclose his identity as the new sports director of the team. He hopes to understand the team from the side.

  From the oral and communication of the people, Zhang Xian gradually got to know the team, and because of this understanding, he felt quite a headache.

  Hoffenheim’s “fans” feel very buddhist. They don’t have any opinion on being in the seventh tier. As long as they are not relegated, it’s OK for them.

  This kind of only a good attitude to cooperate with the situation in the countryside makes Zhang Xian feel quite tricky.

  After all, this team lacks an upward momentum.

It is worth noting that last season, Hoffenheim was in the relegation zone of the seventh-level league. During the relegation battle, these'old fans' proudly announced that they had a difficult time at home. In a draw, the goal difference was ultimately used to complete the relegation task.

  For this reason, Zhang Xian specifically inquired about this relegation battle, and the result of the inquiry made him feel even more helpless.

  If you say that the opponent is a strong team in the league, not only is it not a strong team, it is also the fourth from the bottom in the league, which is the weakest team out of the three relegation teams.

  This game, Zhang Xian feels that he can imagine it, it is definitely a wonderful ‘chicken pecking’!

  In addition to the game, Zhang Xian also wants to know other aspects, such as the opinions of the fans on the team and so on.

  But the fans are surprisingly satisfied with the team, or that they don’t care much at all?

  Under this situation, Zhang Xian’s difficulty in carrying out work has risen sharply.

   Wandering on the main road again, Zhang Xian rubbed his eyebrows, looking for the next conversation target.

  Unconsciously, Zhang Xian came to the door of a bar.

  The bar is an old-fashioned bar, without flashing neon. There are two wine barrels at the door, and the words ‘Braves’ Bar’ hang above the door.

  After shopping for more than an hour, Zhang Xian also felt a dry throat, so he walked in.

  The light in the bar is dim, and the few remaining windows are exposed to sunlight, but the lighting is obviously not good.

  After entering the door, you can see the bar counter, where an elderly man is sitting alone taking a nap.

There are a few tables and chairs on both sides of   , but there is no one at this moment.

  The sound of leather shoes rubbing the ground awakened the old man who was dozing off.

  The old man has sleepy eyes and a little red nose. He is obviously a senior alcoholism.

  The old man raised his head and glanced at Zhang Xian, then smiled and said, "A strange guest, what do I need?"

  Zhang Xian came directly to sit down in front of the stage, threw a 5 Euro coin, and said: "A glass of dark beer!"

  The old man glanced at the coins on the table, smiled and said; "I'll give you this cup."

Zhang Xian looked at each other in surprise, and saw the old man pouring himself a cup and said; “It’s hard to see strangers here, especially young people, either club staff or players. You obviously It’s the former."

  Zhang Xian asked interestingly: "Why do you say that?"

  "The club is too poor, we can't afford players, in fact, we haven't seen new faces for a long time, and also," the old man looked up and down, and smiled: "You are too skinny."

  Zhang now nodded, his body is considered to be thinner than a normal person.

  Zhang Xian raised his wine glass and said, "Zhang Xian, Chinese."

  The old man smiled and raised his glass: "Tom Lawrence."

  The two took a sip of wine, and Lawrence asked; "Why are you here? Don't young people always yearn for big cities?"

  Zhang Xian rubbed the wine glass and said, "Perhaps, I prefer the tranquility of the country."

   "Hehe..." Lawrence obviously didn't believe it. He said: "Leave if you have a chance. This is not suitable for young people. This is a place without passion."

  Zhang Xian said: "Football represents passion, and Hoffenheim has its own team."

   "What's the use of that?" Lawrence shook his head and said: "We are just for self-entertainment. For a team at the seventh level and still relegated to the next year, who would believe that she has a future."

   Jingle!

  The wind chimes rang, and with the sound of the door opening, a figure holding a red plastic bucket appeared at the door.

  "Good-hearted Lawrence, if you are willing to fund us 10 Euros, I will pray to God to make your body healthier."

  Ivan said with a smile on his face and bowed his waist slightly.

   Lawrence pointed at Ivan and said with a smile: "If you didn't know you, you would definitely be misunderstood as a tramp."

  Ivan shrugged and said: "I don't mind, as long as I can get your generous reward."

   "Hold it!"

  Lawrence threw a coin out, and Ivan took it and threw it into the red plastic bucket skillfully.

   Soon he subconsciously shouted at Zhang Xian: "This one."

  Ivan froze for a moment, and immediately turned and left.

  Seeing this scene, Zhang Xian raised his brows slightly and took a sip again, and said to Lawrence: "Perhaps, you can look forward to the future of the Meteor team!"

  After finishing speaking, regardless of Lawrence's confused expression, Zhang Xian chased Ivan directly.

  Outside the bar, Ivan is still wandering around...

  Ivan's image is very humble, slightly bent over, holding a red plastic bucket in both hands, smiling to every villager who comes and goes.

  For everyone in the past, he has a standard slogan.

  "The club needs your support!"

  It’s just that the slogan is shouted, but the money may not be received. Some people choose to ignore it, and some people helplessly take out some change and put it in the bucket.

  For those who donate generously, Ivan will sincerely thank them.

   "Thank you for your support. The money will be used where it is needed. This money will also enable the little players to have better equipment. You know, they are our future, they."

  The lady waved her hand and interrupted with an impatient look: "Stop your praise, these old-fashioned words make me feel boring."

  Ivan smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry."

Mrs.    shook her head and said helplessly: "I will continue to support you, who told you to be the only team here, but I hope you can win a few more games, after all, we only won 9 games last season."

  Ivan lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression, but after a while, he raised his head again and smiled and said, "We will do our best."

  The wife is gone, but Ivan continues to wander the streets, looking for someone to reward her.

  Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

  ‘Ping’!

  What follows is the movement of falling into the barrel.

  Ivan looked down and found that there was an extra coin with a face value of 50 in the bucket of 10 Euro coins.

"grateful."

  I looked up and saw that Ivan’s voice stopped abruptly.

  He looked at Zhang Xian, who was leaning against the street lamp, with a helpless expression. He still remembered the face of the student who had just met this morning.

  After all, Hoffenheim rarely has such a new face.

  Ivan smiled brightly and said, "Thank you for your reward."

  Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "I want to know how long will 50 Euros buy you?"

  Ivan stretched out five fingers and said; "Five minutes."

   "Talk?"

  .

  The two came to a coffee shop and ordered two coffees.

  The waiter brought the coffee, Ivan skillfully took out a small spoon, scooped a few spoonfuls of milk, and then asked: "How many spoons do you want?"

  Zhang Xian shook his head and said: "I don't want it."

  Iwan smiled and said, "It seems that I need to work harder."

"Why do you say that?"

  "In coffee culture, a person who doesn't like milk and sugar is mean to be mean."

  Zhang Xian did not speak, so he stared at him like that, staring at him a little uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "I'm kidding."

   Zhang Xian said: "I don't like this kind of joke."

  Iwan: "."

  "So, what do you want to know from me? Mr. Director!"

  Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you know me?"

  He remembered that he had not introduced himself.

  Ivan smiled and took out his mobile phone, searched the club portal website, and on the latest announcement, "Sports Director personnel transfer information" appeared.

  Zhang Xian nodded and said, "Mary is very efficient."

   Ivan said: "She is a girl with a sense of justice and strong working ability."

   "Tell me about the situation."

  Iwan took a sip of coffee and asked again: "What do you want to know?"

   "All, useful information for this club."

  Ivan lowered his eyebrows and said, "I can't finish it in five minutes."

  Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "So, you have to learn how to let me know about this club in five minutes."

  Ivan frowned slightly and said, "Is this a test?"

   "No!" Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "However, this will be your first impression of me. I think you know how important this is."

  Ha~~~~

  Ivan sighed and said, "I really like black coffee!"

   Zhang Xian did not refute this time, and smiled and said, "Please."

  In the next five minutes, Ivan unilaterally talked about the team situation, while Zhang Xian made a hearing.

  But anyone can see that the horoscope eyebrows in the middle of the eyebrows are getting deeper and deeper.

  Yes, the club’s situation is terrible.

  Ghost knows how such a poor and broken club can have so many hills, so many small circles, and so many bad things.

  First of all, the problem of the coaching staff.

  Now the nominal head coach Dawed Koch is in a situation of being emptied.

  Schevre brothers and assistant coach Bezel Wagner fight against each other.

   Both want to compete for the position of the head coach and constantly fight against each other.

  The dressing room is a mess.

  In the case of the coaching staff unable to control the locker room, the club star player Schneider Bach ruled. Ivan’s story is objective. In his mouth, Bach is a just, enthusiastic and brave boy.

  But the contemptuous smile from the corner of his mouth made Zhang Xian feel a little weird.

  Finally is the junior team. The junior team rarely qualify for the first team. Of course, this is Ivan's euphemism. From the data in his mouth, basically there is no.

  This can't help but remind Zhang Xian of the word "Ball Ba"!

  Although Zhang Xian does not know much about football, he also knows that young people are the future.

  A club that rejects young people has no hope.

  It can be said that in just five minutes, Ivan rudely put a club full of leaks on Zhang Xian’s face, giving him the most intuitive understanding.

   Having said so much, the coffee is a bit cold. Ivan raised his head and drank the coffee upright, breathed out slowly, and said, "How about? Is this a hopeless club?"

  Ivan’s tone was full of inexplicable emotions, sarcasm, helplessness, and a touch of anger?

  Zhang Xian didn't say anything, he wiped his chin with one hand, his face was thinking.

  The situation on the team is worse than he thought.

  And the most helpless is no money!

  If he has money, he can overthrow and rebuild, or reorganize the team. As long as the money is in place, he can do anything.

  But the problem is that there is no money!

  Before coming, he had read the team’s financial report last year. Throughout the year, he didn’t make much in total. Most of it was used for salaries, and he couldn’t even draw out the signings this season.

  Ivan continued to stare at Zhang Xian, and saw that the other party was silent, patted his **** and got up, saying: "Five minutes are here, and finally I will send you a piece of advice. Get out of here early."

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