"Even in that case, you can find a club, tell them that you are my mother, and then say that I am going to play football in West Asia, and make sure they treat you like a god." Ye Feng said extremely stinky.

However, it is not an exaggeration to say so.

After all, Ye Feng has shown his talent in the second team of Bayern, and is considered by many Bayern fans to be the future leader of Bayern. If he really wants to play in a club in West Asia, then the oil rich in West Asia are not crazy about it?

"Dad, do you have any dreams?" Ye Feng turned his head and asked Ye Cheng.

Without thinking about it, Ye Cheng blurted out, "My dream is to open Chinese restaurants all over Munich, Germany, and Europe."

When speaking, Ye Cheng's expression was extremely sacred and solemn.

Ye Feng couldn't help sighing, this is really a beautiful vision.

The problem is, you have been doing it for almost 20 years, and the Chinese restaurant is still the original Chinese restaurant.

Ye Feng didn't answer right away, but began to calculate in his heart.

To open a brand new Chinese restaurant, it may cost 1525w euros.

Since it is said to be "open all times", then a city needs 45 stores.

There are at least hundreds of large cities in Europe, that is to say, if you want to initially expand across Europe, you need an investment of hundreds of millions of euros.

Unknowingly, his forehead was a little sweaty, and he looked at Ye Cheng with a bit of embarrassment, who made his cowhide blown out!

At least for now, he can't come up with such a large sum of money.

"So, Dad, besides this, do you have any other dreams?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

Ye Cheng thought for a while, took a sip of tea from his teacup, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Apart from the dream of opening Chinese restaurants all over Europe, I have only one dream left, and that is to train you to be a great chef and inherit my mantle."

Ye Feng froze suddenly, took a deep breath, "Then let's talk about your previous dream."

......

In the next two rounds of the league, Bayern's second team won all home and away games. After scoring 6 points, they once again surpassed Dusseldorf in the standings and ranked first.

Against Sandhausen, the second Bayern team easily won. Although Ye Feng did not score a goal, he contributed a lot of defensive data, and the efficiency of collecting money was not low.

But since his only shot from long range went nowhere, his shot conversion rate was zero and there was no bonus.

Against Rennesburg, the second Bayern team encountered a fierce battle. In the end, relying on Ye Feng's lore long-range shot near the end of the game, the second Bayern team retreated unscathed.

In this game, Ye Feng normally earned 86246 euros, and because the conversion rate of shots was 50, he got an extra 43123 euros.

After checking the assets, Ye Feng has accumulated more than 60 euros in the system, reaching 646220 euros. Ye Feng plans to continue to accumulate this money, waiting to upgrade the iron wall of Lv4.

And looking at his futures account again, the system helped him trade another lot, earning 43123 euros, plus the previous 68672 euros, the profit has exceeded 11 euros.

So what are you waiting for, go buy a car!

......

0046 Why do I go home

When Ye Feng drove a Porsche 911 to the training base on Sebena Avenue, although the gathering of luxury cars did not cause much disturbance, it was the biggest stimulus for the Bayern second team, which was full of young players.

"You actually have the money to buy a sports car!" Alaba lay on the hood, touching it affectionately, almost drooling with envy.

Although Muller was not as exaggerated as Alaba, the eagerness in his eyes still betrayed his inner thoughts.

However, Muller has already lived with his girlfriend, and the expenses are not small. Although his salary is enough to buy a sports car for half a season, he is really reluctant now.

On the contrary, Bud Stubel was the calmest. He looked at his beloved car, the Volkswagen Poo, and the wind was calm.

They all have one engine and four wheels, what's the difference?

But Ekic next to him was envious, but he was thinking about another thing.

Since Ye Feng is so rich, I should ask him to find some young models for me, or I will lose money!

"Let me drive for a few days!" Mueller's eyes were red.

Ye Feng said yes.

"Lend me to drive for a few days!" Mueller was very calm.

Ye Feng said yes.

"Lend me to drive for a few days!" Alaba was inexplicably excited, he thought Ye Feng would agree.

"Go away without a driver's license!" Ye Feng really wanted to kick Alaba hard.

At the end of training in the evening, Ye Feng held Bud's Poo key in his hand, and watched Bud and Muller drive away in his own 911 extension, saying that it was a foursome date, leaving him and Alaba in place looked at each other.

A gust of wind blew by, and Ye Feng actually felt a little cold.

"Or, I'll drive?" Seeing Ye Feng's delay, Alaba said with a flattering expression.

"I don't want to die yet!" After finally kicking Alaba to relieve his hatred, Ye Feng opened the car door, got into Bud's Poo, and started directly on the road.

Alaba stood where he was, blinking, feeling inexplicably wronged.

"Isn't it just that you don't have a driver's license? Which law stipulates that you are not allowed to drive without a driver's license?"

After being wronged for a long time, Alaba was even more wronged.

"Why did you leave me behind?"

"Why do I go home?"

......

The days passed happily, and in the middle of the week, something amazing happened.

The first team of Bayern once again issued a call-up order, and Ye Feng was temporarily transferred to the first team. At the same time, Erwa Muller also entered the first team with Ye Feng.

The reason was almost the same. Captain Van Bommel was unable to play due to muscle discomfort. Therefore, Klinsmann thought of Ye Feng.

On the forward line, Tony is injured, and Muller, a point-grabbing forward, can add it just in case.

This time, Ye Feng seemed very familiar with the training ground next door.

"Don't be nervous!" Ye Feng put his arm around Muller's shoulders, comforting Muller who was so nervous that his hands were shaking all the time, "Newcomers have this experience, when you sit on the bench, you won't be nervous, and you have to know , you probably won’t have a chance to play, so you don’t need to think too much.”

Mueller is about to cry, is there anyone who can comfort someone like you?

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