From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 71 Morsi is leaving (seeking favorites!)

  Saarbrücken is away from the football club.

  When Berster came back, his expression was extremely relaxed. After half a season, he finally got the **** Morsi over.

  Beerster did not return to the office area, but went directly to the training ground.

  He saw the head coach Winrick who was scolding the players.

  Winrick is very angry, he is very dissatisfied with the performance of his own striker.

After being relegated to the third division, Saarbrücken’s goal has always been to return to the second division, but after a season, they are in the fifth place in the league points, let alone two direct promotion places, just Can't even participate in the playoffs.

  And now Saarbrücken is facing the most serious problem is the lack of scoring ability.

  They need an efficient shooter.

And this is the reason why Wenrique is looking for shooters in the league. In addition to Morsi, they have a total of three shooters. All three shooters joined in the winter transfer window, but the effect is not satisfactory. Bring an intuitive change to the team.

  At this time, he can always think of the number 9 in Hoffenheim.

   However, the other party has not let go, which makes the old man feel extremely annoyed.

   "Shit! I let you shoot, not the goal post, five games, one goal, Saarbrücken spent half a million to buy you such a waste!"

  Wenrick hated iron and steel, and the shooter he was reprimanded was flushed.

  Finally, Wenrick was so annoyed that he didn't want to speak any more, waved his hand to let them disband.

  When Winrick turned around, he saw Beerster who was leaning on the railing.

  I saw this guy smiled and raised the contract in his hand, and said: "Good news."

  Five minutes later, the two sat in the conference room.

   "So, we bought Morsi, and instead earned 50,000 Euros?"

  Winrick looked puzzled.

  Beerster said: "They choose the trading mode of substitution, and the Chinese call for Wei Laoqi!"

   "Weilauch?" Wenrik grinned and said, "Give it to them."

  For this German genius of the past, he is completely desperate.

  He is so arrogant every day, everyone looks down on it, just like how amazing it is to play in the Bundesliga.

  Although he has good abilities, he refuses to cooperate with his teammates.

  Hearing Wenric let go, Beerster said, "Then I'm going to talk about it?"

   "Go!"

  Wenrick looked indifferent, just got Morsi, and sent away this plague god, he didn't mind at all.

boom! ! ! !

  There was a loud noise in Beierster’s office.

  This shocked the civilian employees and looked at them curiously, but they couldn’t really see it because of the fogged glass.

  I can only hear someone roaring in anger.

   "Why! I am not going to Hoffenheim, I am not going to the seventh division!"

  Wei Laoqi's handsome face is full of hideousness.

  He never thought that one day in his life he would go to the seventh division.

  He is a genius who made his debut from Munich in 1900, how can he go to the seventh division.

  Beerster looked at each other coldly and said: "In fact, they can play at the sixth level next year."

  The sixth level?

  What is the difference?

  Wei Lauch felt cold in his heart. His heart was trembling. He begged: "Sir, I beg you, let me stay here. I don't want to go to Hoffenheim."

  In this regard, Beerster said indifferently; "Sorry, we have signed the transfer contract. After this season is over, you will report next season."

   Wei Laoqi's face was dull, and he murmured: "You can't do this"

  Hoffenheim Club.

  After training, Zhang Xian called Morsi over.

  In the meeting room, he handed over the transfer contract he had just signed.

   "Congratulations, we will play the German C team next season."

   Facing Zhang Xian’s congratulations, Morsi froze for a moment, then reached out and picked up the contract and rubbed it for a while.

  This contract is of great significance to Morsi.

  This also indicates that he is officially moving towards the real German football league.

  Department can not be compared with the Bundesliga, but this has already been broadcast domestically, he can board the TV to play football, this may be the starting point for his success.

  Although he is 29 years old, he is not too late.

  He feels that he is in good shape, especially since the beginning of this season, he feels that he can break the goal of any club.

  Under the greatly increased confidence, he is also full of longing for the future.

   Putting the contract back on the conference table, Morsi said to Zhang Xian sincerely; "Thank you, Mr. Director."

  Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "I didn't do anything. You have won all of this yourself."

Morsi shook his head and said; "No, you cleaned up the club, gave me the opportunity to play, and also gave me a chance to prove myself. It was you who gave me the channels to promote me to help me become famous. I know all of this. Maybe. You are making money, but for me, this is a real kindness, and I will not forget it."

   Zhang Xian suddenly said; "What if I let you stay?"

   Hearing this, Morsi was dumbfounded.

   "Just kidding." Zhang Xian smiled and said: "You don't need to feel that you owe anything, and you don't need to feel that you are a traitor. In fact, you have created 150,000 euros of transfer funds for the club."

  Mursi was surprised: "Am I so valuable?"

  Zhang Xian shrugged and said: "In the beginning, they offered 50,000 euros, but I refused."

   "By the way, which academy did you come from?"

  Mursi replied: "Lisang Youth Training, the little youth training in our village."

   "Is this youth training still there?"

   "It has closed down."

  "Very well, you have to remember that you came out of the'Sonaar Youth Training'."

   "Hey?" Morsi was stunned.

   "Just remember that, and we will create a youth training record about you."

   "Okay."

  Mursi nodded in response.

  Zhang Xian added: “In a few days, Saarbrücken will discuss the treatment for you. The average salary of their first team main team is 1,000 Euros a week, don’t be less.”

  Mursi moved: "Thank you again, sir."

   "Go!"

   Zhang now waved his hand.

  In the evening, Zhang Xian prepared dinner as always.

  He did not deliberately do it for Leo, even when he was alone, he would cook and eat by himself.

  About 4 o'clock, the golden swallowing beast walked in on time.

"I am back!"

After    shouted, the little guy took off his dirty socks and ran directly to the bathroom on the second floor.

  Waiting for the washing to be clean, wearing clean clothes, rushed to the kitchen and asked in an immature voice: "Morsey is going to leave?"

  Zhang Xian turned his head and glanced at the little golden swallowing beast.

  The little guy hurriedly said; "Everyone is saying that."

  Zhang Xian nodded and said: "I will leave after the season is over."

  After speaking, the little guy squeezed; "How much is he worth?"

   A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and said: "One hundred fifty thousand euros!"

  The little guy was in a daze, and when he saw Zhang Xian, he smiled again.

  Little Leo was wandering. At this moment, Zhang Xian said, "Go get an injection!"

   "Wow!" Xiao Leiao hurriedly ran upstairs. After taking out the medical kit, he expertly injected himself in the thigh.

  After the injection, he walked to the door frame aside.

  Draw horizontal lines on the door frame, which is used by Lei Ao to measure his height.

  After using a gel pen to spend a bar on the top of the head, take out a ruler and measure it, and it is 0.1 cm long.

  The little guy clapped his hands happily.

  He walked to the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and whispered;

   "Grow up quickly, it must be worth 150,000" At this point, the little guy was dumbfounded, shook his head and said: "It must be more valuable!"

  At dinner, the little guy once again transformed into a dry rice pig.

  After drying a whole bottle of milk, he started to pick up his rice bowl and started eating.

  The little guy is holding chopsticks in his hand.

It is wrapped in the entire palm. Since seeing Zhang Xian using only chopsticks, the little guy has tried to learn, but this thing is so difficult. Tuck it in your mouth.

   Zhang Xian has become accustomed to the little guy’s eating photos.

  He asked: "Are you all doing ball training?"

  Little Golden Swallowing Beast nodded; "Yes, the coach said, we should do training with the ball at our age."

  "Have you played a training match?"

   "Yes, we will always be divided into two groups to play training games."

  "Have you played a foreign training match?"

  Little Leo shook his head and said: "No, we have always played internal training games by ourselves."

  In response, Zhang Xian nodded and made a thoughtful look.

  He wondered whether he should contact other clubs and engage in youth league.

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