Super Prophecy Master

Chapter 38 Idleness and Laziness

"Zhang, I think you are the kind of person who should not be fixed within the framework of work. You should focus on your football career instead of wasting time on serious work."

Grigory said this with a smile.

His eyes are full of kindness, like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, patiently guiding a junior.

"what do you mean?"

Zhang Yang's expression was full of doubts. He didn't expect to hear such words when he asked about 'salary and benefits'.

Gregory said, "Please forgive me for one thing. Before I came, I did a brief investigation on you."

Zhang Yang continued to listen.

He doesn't care, that's understandable.If you want to persuade a person, it is best to have a certain understanding of the other person first, think about it in another way, and he will do the same.

"As far as I know, you are still a trainee at the BBC, and you are about to take up your official position. Am I right?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Gregory continued, "Your Weibo has a lot of fans, and the number can catch up with some media platforms; you have been on the 'Voice of the Premier League' program, and the program is doing well, which can bring you popularity and income; You are just an intern at the BBC, and being able to become a full-time employee is considered an improvement. It seems that your various careers are improving rapidly, but in fact, the last point does not help your development at all."

"It's great that ordinary people can be BBC employees, but they can't create value outside of work. Unlike you, you don't need to live on a fixed salary. So you should have more free time instead of being limited to in a position."

Grigory put the words into Zhang Yang's heart.

Perhaps it was the influence of the previous owner, or because he was in the frame of the BBC, he subconsciously felt that he should 'climb up', and he felt that being able to work at the BBC headquarters was a good promotion.

Now he sort of figured it out.

Zhang Yang began to pay attention to the old man in front of him, and his questions became more formal, "But, is there any difference in being an assistant coach at Millwall?"

Grigory asked back with a smile, "Do you think you have joined a professional team, can you help arrange the team's training?"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

He has been a fan in his past and present lives, but he is only a fan. How could he arrange the training of professional players.

"So you can help individual players train?"

"Help them adjust their status?"

"Perhaps he has the skills and experience of football and can teach professional players?"

"..."

Zhang Yang kept shaking his head, he had nothing.

Grigory laughed, "So I just invite you to be a game guide. It may be more accurate to describe it as a 'match analyst'. If you choose to join us, your future work is limited to participating in researching opponents, participating in tactical formulation and Assist the head coach to direct the game, and nothing else needs to be involved.”

"Your work will be quite free. When there is no game, you can choose to give yourself a vacation. When the season is over, you will also have a long vacation. In short, you will have a lot of free time."

Zhang Yang was moved.

But one thing he still needs to ask is, "So what about the pay? No one wants to work for no salary, even if they have free time."

Grigory laughed, "I can pay absolutely more than a BBC employee's salary, and I can also give you a fixed-term guarantee contract."

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Zhang Yang must admit that he was moved by Grigory's sincerity and words, but when it comes to working conditions, a salary contract that exceeds that of BBC employees is not very attractive.

He didn't make a decision for a while.

Back in the office, he and Andy were still whispering about it, and Andy's suggestion was to ask him to check it out, "I think Gregory is very sincere, and he's right, you work for the BBC It's really a waste of time."

"Have it?"

"I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart, Zhang, this is not flattering you." Andy said, "With your Italian and French skills, you can be a very good translator and get several times the salary. But you choose Here, doing some translation work for sports news."

"I'll take it as a compliment."

Zhang Yang shrugged and didn't explain anything.

"It will be the same in the future." Andy said, "Working at the BBC is really not suitable for you. You can make more money outside, such as your Weibo. With so many fans, you can make money from advertising, that's for sure. Much more than a salary."

"You will definitely become more and more famous in the future. Only BBC employees can be on the program. As long as you are famous enough, any TV station you go to will be very popular."

In the end, Andy concluded, "In short, you should have more free time instead of being fixed in a job that leaves early and returns late. Also, Zhang, I think you can leave now. You shouldn't stay in foreign media in the afternoon. department."

Zhang Yang glanced at the watch on the wall, and sighed, "Well, thank you, Andy, you helped me a lot, I decided to go home and take a nap, and think about it in my dream."

"Is this to show that you don't have to work?"

"Just be it."

Zhang Yang chatted and said goodbye to Andy, and then started to pack his things. When the tidying was almost done, he took turns to greet each colleague he knew, and everyone expressed their blessings to him.

Finally he went to find Denise in the small four-person office next door. "I came to say goodbye to you."

"you are leaving?"

"Yes."

"But you're only going to the headquarters. I go there often, and there will be more opportunities to meet in the future. Besides, you will still go to the weekend show, right?"

"Should be, I have a contract."

"Then there's no problem." Denise smiled, turned around and continued to work.

Seeing Denise working, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little too lazy.

From being a new student to the present, he has always been lazy, and he has a bit of muddled thoughts in his heart. Even after gaining the system ability, he only worked a little harder. Just to make some money and improve your life.

Nothing else.

He hardly has the mentality of working hard for a goal like Denise.

"Perhaps it's because of being a human being in two lives, and the mentality is getting old?"

Zhang Yang smiled wryly.

But he still didn't care at all, just slowly walked out of the building with his things.

Gregory's words did not completely convince him to choose to go to Millwall, but the choice of BBC entry has been completely left behind by him.

When he got home, Zhang Yang collapsed on the sofa, he didn't want to think about anything, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he saw a pair of big eyes blinking at him.

"Star?"

Zhang Yang stared carefully for a long time before recovering.

"Catherine?" he asked in a daze, "Are you back? What time is it?"

Catherine turned her head to look at the time, "03:30."

"It's only 03:30? Why are you back?" Zhang Yang became more energetic.

"A student class is on vacation today, so I left work early for nothing." Catherine asked, "Maybe I should ask you, why did you come back? How long have you been asleep?"

"Over an hour."

"Sick? Come back so early?"

Zhang Yang sat up, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "I don't have to go to work from today on."

"You resigned?"

"That's it."

Catherine sat up immediately, "What's going on? I remember seeing your colleague last time, that skinny black man. He also said that you are outstanding and promising, and even took pictures of you..."

Zhang Yang didn't want to explain too much, he omitted all the intermediate links, and just concluded, "Anyway, I don't have a job now."

Catherine frowned, and seemed to be worried about him, "But you have to do something, a big man can't be bored at home, otherwise...or you can go to my place, I just need an assistant, you can help, I'll talk to the manager and he'll give you a temporary job."

Assistant to Catherine?
It sounds good to be an assistant to a beautiful woman, but the key point is that this woman is a Sanda coach. Does the assistant perform for the students and practice with her?
That scene is unimaginable!

Zhang Yang was completely refreshed, and he kept waving his hands, "Thank you, but forget it, I just want to take advantage of the time to rest at home."

"How lazy!"

Catherine pouted a little dissatisfied, and there was a look of contempt in her eyes, as if she couldn't understand a big man staying at home lazily.

Zhang Yang doesn't care what she thinks, even if he really stays at home, he doesn't want to be some sort of 'sanda assistant'. With his body, if he can get in, he might not be able to get out.

In the evening, John also came back.

When he heard that Zhang Yang lost his job, John's first reaction was, "Zhang, you can't afford the rent!"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said that the rent must be paid on time.

John's attitude changed immediately. He patted him on the shoulder like an old friend, and comforted him, "You can find another job if you lose your job. You are still young, and you will definitely find a better job."

"That's right! Our police station just needs a police dog staff member. The job is to feed the police dogs on time every day and help them clean up their excrement. Are you interested? You can get forty pounds a day. Although it's not much, it's still worth it as a temporary job." good."

Zhang Yang continued to roll his eyes, and replied, "I'm not against dogs, and I like puppies, very cute. But let me feed the police dogs, I'm worried about feeding myself to them."

"..."

After chatting with John for a few words, Zhang Yang was in a good mood. He leisurely went out to have dinner, and even walked around the surrounding streets.

For the first time since his new life, he was so leisurely.

Time passed without knowing it.

After wandering a few streets and walking home leisurely, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. He took a hot shower, went back to his room and was about to sleep when the phone rang suddenly.

Zhang Yang picked up the phone and saw the display on it, and his mood suddenly became complicated. He pressed the answer button, and a concerned voice came from the opposite side, "Yangyang? Are you asleep?"

He replied with some difficulty, "Dad..."

　The transitional chapter was a bit difficult to write, and I forgot to be considerate when the update was slow.Still the same sentence: ask for a recommendation ticket! ! !

　　


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