Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

There were nearly a thousand people in the long queue. Although the clothes were different, almost everyone was wearing a red jersey.

on the jersey.

The tiger head team logo is majestic, and the white font of Liaodong NEWWORLD is extremely eye-catching under the light.

Behind the jersey.

It’s a big O number, and the Chinese pinyin QINFENG!

"Support Liaodong, support Chairman Qin Feng!"

"To be honest, you shouldn't be punished!"

"Punish Liaodong, punish Director Qin, the Football Administration Department has no basis and no basis!"

"It is a mistake that must be corrected, and the foot management department must stand up and apologize!"

"The Foot Management Department apologizes!"

"The Foot Management Department apologizes!"

"..."

There were thousands of people in the team, countless banners and Liaodong team flags, and many people were holding huge photos of Qin Feng.

Under the guidance of the leading people.

The parade was organized in an orderly manner, with uniform slogans, and marched slowly along the side of the pedestrian street without any disturbing behavior.

Before and after the team.

Dozens of security guards followed closely, seemingly to prevent emergencies.

"What happened?" A middle-aged man among the onlookers asked in confusion.

"Team Liaodong?" A girl next to her followed the parade with her eyes and didn't know what was going on. "Chairman Qin Feng is very handsome. Has he been wronged?

"You don't know yet..."

Some people in the crowd knew the inside story and began to explain the whole incident to those around them.

When I heard that Qin Feng was severely punished just for telling the truth and criticizing the Foot Management Department, and how "foolish and unethical" the Foot Management Department was...

All the onlookers were angry.

"The foot tube department is just a mess...!"

"What else can you do besides just messing around?"

"Before, I blamed the national football players and coaches, but the foot management department was the culprit after causing trouble for a long time!"

"There is nothing wrong with Chairman Qin Feng!"

"That's right, why should Director Qin come out and apologize?"

“It’s the foot management department that should apologize and correct their mistakes!”

"The Foot Management Department apologizes!"

"..."

The crowd who understood the truth started shouting along with the marchers.

In an instant, over [-] people were shouting "Apologetics from the Foot Management Department" on Dongjie Pedestrian Street. The sound went straight to the sky, and the roar even drowned out the Christmas songs played in the speakers of various shops.

If it weren't for the security guards who maintained order.

Many people wanted to join the parade on the spot.

Among the crowd, Sun Jiahui, who was out shopping with her relatives, stood stunned on the spot.

Ignore the teasing looks of relatives around you.

Sun Jiahui took out her mobile phone from her bag and dialed the number tremblingly. She pressed several times before getting the right number for Sun Fenglin.

"Feng Lin..." As soon as the call was connected, Sun Jiahui told the situation around her in a trembling voice and asked, "What happened?"

The shouts of "Apologetics from the Foot Management Department" were heard all around.

Even through the microphone, it's still extremely clear.

Sun Fenglin's face was ashen.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his office on the 29th floor, holding the phone to his ear and staring downstairs, motionless.

"It's okay, just leave it alone."

He replied in a deep voice.

Sun Fenglin buttoned up the phone and still stared downstairs without making any move.

Downstairs, Xizhaosi Street, Yanjing.

A parade of dozens of people, uniformly dressed in Liaodong jerseys and holding banners high, slowly walked through the gate of the Football Management Department under the "care" of security guards.

Compared with the long queue of thousands of people in Shengjing.

The parade in Yanjing was extremely shabby.

But after all, it is "at the feet of the emperor", and being allowed to do so is already a wide-open policy.

"Leader, what should I do now?"

On the side, Wang Xuan also stared at the team downstairs, with inexplicable excitement in his eyes, "It's not just Yanjing..."

"Fans marched in Shengjing, Rongcheng, Shancheng, Quancheng, and even Yangcheng in Guangdong Province to support Liaodong Qin Feng and asked our Football Management Department to stand up and apologize."

"It is said that the scale of the parades in these cities is much larger than that in Yanjing!"

Regarding the question of Wang Xuan.

Sun Fenglin did not answer or even turn his head.

half an hour.

Until the team downstairs left.

Sun Fenglin spoke slowly: "What do you think we should do?"

"Leader, Qin Feng is seeking death!"

Wang Xuan's eyes bulged, and he grinned and was about to laugh out loud.

"Blatantly insulting the Foot Management Department, inciting mass demonstrations, disrupting social order, any of these is enough for him to drink!"

"You dare to ask fans to write reports to our superiors. I really don't know what he thinks!"

"Which of your eyes saw that it was Qin Feng who incited fans to march and write reports?"

Sun Fenglin turned around and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"Uh……"

Wang Xuan's face froze with pride.

"The fan parades are all approved by the security department."

Sun Fenglin pointed to the procession downstairs that was gradually getting away. Beside the procession, there were several conspicuous uniformed security officers.

"Why do you say that fans disturb public order?"

Wang Xuan was speechless.

It took more than ten seconds for him to hold back a few words through his teeth, "If you want to impose a crime, why..."

"To shut up!"

Before Wang Xuan could finish his words, Sun Fenglin shouted loudly, "How did I teach you before?"

"No matter who you want to touch, it must be reasonable and compliant, and it must be done openly and openly. You didn't listen to a word of it!"

"In addition to openly insulting the foot management department, we can't catch Qin Feng now!"

"Originally, those who came out to demonstrate and cause trouble were Liaodong fans. We can also use the excuse of spreading false information to the fans to punish Liaodong!"

"But the most important thing now is IPHOX!"

"Have you investigated whether the documents published in "Football Practitioners" are true or false?"

"Not yet...not yet."

Wang Xuan replied hesitantly: "I asked a colleague from Fubao Company to verify..."

Ford Bao Company was established by the Foot Management Department.

It was Sun Fenglin who announced at the previous awards ceremony that he would replace IMG Investment Group as the state-owned company with full agency for the commercial operations of Longguo Football.

At this stage, Fordbao Company has begun to take over some of the commercial activities of Longguo football, but it has not yet been officially announced.

I heard Wang Xuan mention the name of Fordbao Company.

Sun Fenglin sighed heavily.

"Don't you know how many pounds the people from Fubao Company have?"

"Waiting for them, there will be no results even after the New Year!"

"Go to the previous person in charge of IMG China, don't say you don't know him!"

"Understood, I'll do it right away... tomorrow morning." Wang Xuan looked at the time and nodded in agreement.

I thought about it.

He asked again: "Leader, is that document worthy of such attention?

"Could it be that Qin Feng made it up to scare us?"

"That's why I asked you to investigate!"

Sun Fenglin hated the iron and said: "If it is fake, we will all be happy, but if it is true..."

Speaking of which.

Sun Fenglin stopped.

If IPHOX is really a "leather bag company" as stated in the document, as the main leader who advocates the introduction of IPHOX company.

You cannot absolve yourself of the blame.

And there is no time left to find a qualified sponsor to sponsor the Football Association Cup.

Wait until the game starts...

Think of the consequences.

Sun Fenglin's heart beat violently.

Will Qin Feng take the target without aim?

Does he dare to call the foot management department shameless for no reason?

If all this was done intentionally by Qin Feng...

The more I thought about it, the tighter my chest became.

Sun Fenglin frowned and waved, signaling Wang Xuan to leave.

In the next few days, Sun Fenglin was in extreme anxiety.

Even during the New Year holiday, he stayed at the foot management headquarters waiting for news.

Until the early morning of January 1th.

Wang Xuan held the thick document in his hand and slammed open the door of Sun Fenglin's office.

"Leader, it's true!"

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Xuan's voice was bitter.

Bang.

Sun Fenglin, who had looked hopeful just now, fell back into his seat, his face turned ashen...

……