Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

In a detached villa on the outskirts of Lin City, the lights didn't go out until midnight the day before.

The consequence of this was that the four of them didn't wake up one after another until noon.

Aunt Chu was used to their upside-down work and rest schedules, and Yu Xintian also urged them to pay attention to their nutrition, so they woke up with a big plate of vegetable and fruit salad waiting to be eaten.

The horse monkey looked at a plate of green leaves with stars in his eyes, and said a little dissatisfied: "Aunt Chu, there is no meat for lunch, I want to eat meat, but I don't want to be a monk..."

Aunt Chu glanced at him, handed him a glass of juice, and twitched her mouth: "It's noon, but you just woke up, who do you see waking up early in the morning to eat and eat?"

Aunt Chu was led by Yu Xintian with a lot of sharp words. Ma Hou was stunned for a while and had nothing to say, and the others also yawned and entered their seats one after another.

I've gotten used to the fact that the coaches and managers are gone, and no one asked, and they played with their mobile phones quietly picking and pulling salad.

A few people were eating when the door opened, Yu Xintian came in with an open face, Wen Zhouxing followed closely behind, and his expression was not particularly good.

Ma Hou hurriedly put down his chopsticks, rushed forward without winking and approached Wen Zhouxing, and began to act aggrieved.

"You see, Aunt Chu has learned badly from this manager recently. She doesn't give meat to eat, and let us eat vegetables at noon. This is raising us like cattle. What we eat is grass, and what we squeeze out is milk. !"

The horse monkey made an impassioned speech here, and Mao Yu silently glanced at the glistening milk in his hand, imagining that he squeezed it out by himself, swallowed and put it back.

Wen Zhouxing cast him a glance, then looked at Yu Xintian, who nodded at him, Wen Zhouxing then pushed away Ma Hou's hand and coughed dryly.

Ma Hou looked at his hand being pushed away, but didn't react for a long time. In his impression, Wen Zhouxing had never been such an impatient person, and he would never show a little impatient look towards members. Now there must be something wrong. What to say.

Sure enough, Wen Zhouxing rubbed his nose, sat upright and said: "Actually, your manager has been hiding it from you, even I only found out not long ago, but seeing that you are still so leisurely, I think it is necessary Let you know."

Mao Yu raised his head, vaguely feeling ominous, and silently put down the tableware in his hand.

Wen Zhouxing let out a sigh of relief, pretending to have a sad face, Yu Xintian seemed to them to be bowing his head in silence, but in fact he was holding back his smile for fear that they would find out.

"Actually, the team has been struggling to make ends meet recently. It has been a while, and you all know that sponsors look at the value of the team. You also know about our recent competition results. If it weren't for Manager Yu calling them every day, you wouldn't even nothing."

The horse monkey wiped his mouth guiltily, the taste of salad remained on his tongue, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

Wen Zhouxing felt that he couldn't go on talking, so he yelled at Yu Xintian, the other party pursed his lips, raised his head and sullenly, and said with a frown: "So I emphasize that our World League this time is very important, we can only succeed and not fail. In the past two days, I may try to save expenses as much as possible, and I don’t need to report unnecessary expenses.”

After speaking, Yu Xintian stood up pretending to be angry and left.

The atmosphere in the villa was unusually heavy, and the sound of footsteps on the stairs became clearer. If Wen Zhouxing hadn't known about it in advance, I'm afraid he would have felt how angry Yu Xintian was.

The few members didn't know how to eat, and Maoyu blamed himself for all the faults. Zhao Qichen never had this kind of situation when he was in the team, but since he became the captain, these things have happened more and more.

"I'm sorry for you guys. I have a great responsibility for the team. I will practice hard and not let everyone down."

Mao Yu lowered his head and said muffledly, his voice was very low, but everyone could hear him clearly.

The rest of the team bowed their heads and remained silent. Looking at the atmosphere, Wen Zhouxing felt something was wrong. He stood up abruptly and said, "Maoyu, as I said, it's not all your responsibility. It's not a day for you old members to be passive and sabotage all day long." It's been two days, and I never think about my own responsibility when something happens, and I just push it to the captain, why didn't I see you like this before?"

Wen Zhouxing's reprimand obviously made several members feel guilty. Mao Yu thought that the coach was speaking for himself, and was afraid of offending other team members, so he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, it's because of me. It was not like this when Captain Zhao was here before. of……"

Wen Zhouxing looked at him and sighed, thinking that this elm head is really amazing, and slammed the table: "I said, it's not your fault!"

Mao Yu was taken aback, and so were the others. They had never seen Wen Zhouxing make such a big fuss, and they understood the seriousness of the matter.

After sweeping a few people who bowed their heads and said nothing, Wen Zhou got angry and didn't want to say anything, so he turned around and went upstairs.

For a moment, a table of people left in the living room looked at each other in blank dismay.

Looking at the heavy atmosphere in the living room, Aunt Chu felt that it was not the time for her to go out, so she simply stayed in the kitchen and wiped the table after tidying up the cupboards. She was extremely busy.

After Wen Zhouxing went upstairs, as expected, Yu Xintian took a peek at the door of the meeting room, walked over immediately after seeing him, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Sure, young man, it would be a pity if you don't go to Hollywood with your acting skills."

Wen Zhouxing looked behind him, making sure no one would see him, and sighed silently: "I'm not acting, I'm really in a hurry, look at their shrinking heads, that guy Zhao Qichen never It’s not going to be like this, and I don’t know what’s going on now.”

When Yu Xintian heard Zhao Qichen's name, he avoided his eyes for a moment, and nodded with his mouth curled up.

Wen Zhouxing saw her eyes, simply sighed, and took out his mobile phone.

They did what Zhao Qichen said and wanted to inform him.

After sending the message, I received a reply soon after. Wen Zhouxing was a little dissatisfied with the lock screen, because this kid simply replied with three words: Got it.

Looking up, he saw that Yu Xintian was still looking downstairs, and several people were still sitting at the round table in the living room. With a sluggish look, he should be cruel.

"Isn't it a bit too much for us to do this... The people in the team are under a lot of pressure because of the competition. If we do this again, I'm really afraid they won't be able to bear it."

Wen Zhouxing sighed, and patted her on the shoulder: "Only when there is pressure will there be motivation. It is impossible for them not to give pressure like this now. Don't worry, they are not that fragile."

Seeing his affirmative expression, Yu Xintian pursed her lips and nodded.