Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Rexach blinked, not understanding what Qin Feng meant.

"Leizi, still can't understand?"

Qin Feng smiled. Rexach is a simple person, or a person who only cares about football, and does not have so many twists and turns.

"As you said, Villa is Barcelona's mortal enemy and will never help us."

"But if I tell Villa that Barcelona is going to be doomed, we should quickly issue a deadline reorganization order."

"Do you think he will add insult to injury?"

Rexach showed an expression of surprise, pointed at Qin Feng and shouted, "Oh...I understand!

"What you mean is that Villaba will not kill Barcelona. We just take advantage of this..."

"Oh oh oh, oh big!"

Seeing that Rexach understood, Qin Feng pretended to be angry and said: "If you understand, drive quickly. We must get to Madrid before noon!"

"Good people, sit tight!"

After finally understanding the situation, Lexach's eyes turned into headlights and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The black car chirped cheerfully, accelerated suddenly, and drove onto the main highway leading to Madrid.

Almost 5 hours.

creak.

The black car driven by Lexus came to an abrupt stop.

The passenger door opened.

Qin Feng got out of the car unsteadily, holding on to the door and breathing heavily.

"Qin, how are you!"

Rexach handed over the crutches from the side and said proudly: "It originally took more than 6 hours to drive, but I drove there in less than 5 hours!"

As he said that, he pointed to the sign on the other side of the road, "Follow the directions and you will find the Football Association."

"The car drove well, please don't drive it next time..."

Give Lexus a thumbs up.

Qin Feng took the crutch and looked along Rexach's fingers.

The sign is not small, boxy, with black characters on a white background.

Las Rozas Football City.

Royal Spanish Football Federation.

Turn right……

long hallway.

The beige carpet is soft.

Qin Feng walked on it with a crutch and could not make a sound.

"Sir, here we are."

Ahead, a blond secretary in a professional skirt turned back and smiled, winked at Qin Feng, and then said at the tall door in front: "Chairman Vera is waiting for you inside."

He looked away from the waist of the blond secretary.

Qin Feng nodded politely, without squinting his eyes, and pushed the door open.

inside the door.

A tall figure stood with his back to the door, staring out the window motionless.

This is the President of the Spanish Football Federation, Angel Maria Vera?

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and watched.

Vera's hair was short and gray, and stood on end.

Hear the door slam.

He turned slowly.

The sunlight outside the window shone from behind him, making Qin Feng unable to open his eyes.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, but still couldn't understand Vera's expression clearly.

"Chairman Qin?"

A hoarse voice sounded.

Vera took a step forward and revealed her true face.

Rectangular face, deep eye sockets, huge aquiline nose...

This is a standard Western face.

What impressed Qin Feng deeply was the scar on Vera's face that extended from the corner of her left eye to her ear before disappearing into her temple.

Vera was 2 meters tall, which forced Qin Feng to raise his head slightly to look him in the eye.

His eyes stayed on that scar for two seconds.

Qin Feng showed a harmless smile, "It's me, Chairman Vera, hello."

Vera kept a serious smile and lowered her head slightly to look at Qin Feng.

"This scar was left when playing against Barcelona in 1976."

Hear this.

Qin Feng curled his lips and muttered: "I don't want the person who gets hurt to have an easy time..."

"No, he is now coaching a team in Longguo, and it is said that he is doing well!"

Vera took over the conversation and said: "What's the name of that team..."

"Liaodong!"

Qin Feng said in a deep voice: "President Villa, stop being dumb. I know you have a grudge against Barcelona and Cruyff, and I'm not here to be a peacemaker!"

With that said, Qin Feng took two steps forward and sat on the sofa in the corner of the room.

"Barcelona, ​​now in debt crisis..."

"..."

"...In this way, if Barcelona cannot pay off its debts within the specified period, it will have no choice but to become a joint-stock company!"

There are no reservations.

Qin Feng expressed his hope that Vera would issue a hidden reorganization order.

Vera listened extremely carefully.

Wait for Qin Feng's last word to fall.

Vera grinned, "Chairman Qin, why should I help you?"

"You're not helping me!"

Qin Feng directly said that he had come up with a good reason, "On the contrary, I am helping you!"

"After all, there are not many opportunities to bring Barcelona to ruin!"

"Oh?"

Vera was obviously interested. She walked to the office and sat down, holding her chin with her hands, as if she was listening attentively.

Qin Feng was helpless and had to explain in detail.

Once Barcelona reorganizes its joint-stock company and goes public to raise funds to pay off debts, it is likely to be acquired by a wealthy person who wants to.

At that time, Barcelona Club, which has been established for a century, will no longer belong to the Catalans!

even.

Villa can call on wealthy businessmen from the Basque Country to jointly acquire Barcelona.

"Think about it Chairman Vera!"

Qin Feng stood up and waved his arms like chicken blood, with a crazy expression on his face, "Barcelona is the pride of Catalonia!"

"And in the near future, their boss will be a Basque!"

"Is there anything more exciting than this!?"

opposite.

Vera laughed loudly, picked up the phone, and directly asked his secretary to draft a deadline reorganization order against Barcelona.

soon.

The reorganization order is on Vera's desk.

Vera took out the pen and opened the cap...

I took the opportunity to take a look and found that the content was exactly what I wanted.

Qin Feng was overjoyed.

But soon he frowned.

all of these……

Is it too easy?

really.

The pen tip was very close to the signature position, and Vera stopped.

"Chairman Qin, I still don't understand, why should I help you?"

Is Vera playing a trick on me?

Qin Feng was startled.

Anger rushed to his forehead, "Chairman Villa, I am helping you. You just exercise the power of the Football Association normally..."

"Okay, Chairman Qin, you are smart and I am not stupid either!"

Vera buttoned up the pen and said, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"I really can't figure out why I should help my enemy's boss!"

Vera is harder to deal with than expected!

Qin Feng stopped talking and looked for countermeasures in his heart.

Vera on the opposite side was not in a hurry, looking at Qin Feng with a half-smile, as if waiting for something.

See Vera's expression.

Qin Feng moved in his heart.

"Chairman Vera, my purpose is not important!"

"Why don't you tell me how you can sign this document?"

Seeing that Qin Feng is a guest, he is the main guest.

Vera's smile froze.

"Interesting young man..."

After muttering, Vera stood up and put his hands on the table, "Chairman Qin, let's put it this way, I am happy to see Barcelona suffer misfortune."

"But that doesn't mean that I will be used to achieve someone's ulterior motives!"

"If you don't have a better reason to convince me..."

"I'm sorry, Chairman Qin, I have a meeting later..."

……