Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

The next day, March 2.

Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin took the earliest flight and rushed back to Yanjing.

Look at the two people leaving in a hurry.

Qin Feng curled his lips and smiled.

There is only one week left until the Spring Festival.

Maybe after the holidays.

There will be good news coming.

this afternoon.

The entire Liaodong team also left the Diancheng Haigeng base and returned to Shengjing.

Evening

Qin Feng squeezed out of Shengjing Taoxian Airport from the crowd of fans.

There is light snow in the sky.

It fell cold in the collar.

Take a deep breath.

There is an indescribable faint "soot smell" in the air...

Qin Feng couldn't help but shudder, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a beautiful arc.

really……

Nowhere is better than home!

Back to the Liaodong training base.

The players disband on the spot.

The Liaodong team will gather again on February 2, the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Cruyff and Rexach squeezed into the same room.

The two of them discussed Liaodong's follow-up youth training plan and seemed to have endless things to talk about.

Zhou Mingshi's black "Blue Bird" car was parked at the Liaodong training base.

Qin Feng and Zhou Xiaochun said goodbye.

He also respectfully sent Zhou Chuanqiong to the car.

"Qin Feng, take it."

Stuffing a business card into Qin Feng's pocket, Zhou Chuanqiong nodded to Qin Feng and moved into the back seat of the car.

Wait for Zhou Mingshi to drive away.

Qin Feng took out his business card.

"Zhou's Traumatology Clinic"

"Zhou Chuan Qiong"

"Address: No. 23, Chaoyang Street, Shenhe District, Shengjing, Liaodong Province, Longguo"

The content of the business card is extremely simple.

There isn't even a phone number.

Are you afraid that you won’t go?

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, shook off the snowflakes that fell on the business card, and put the business card into his pocket.

That night.

Qin Feng returned to the riverside garden in the snow.

Lin Ying was wearing a coat, standing at the door, her head and shoulders were all white, raising her feet under the dim street light and looking at Qin Feng's return path...

2 month 6 day.

Qin Feng slept at home until he woke up naturally.

He hurriedly washed up and made breakfast under Lin Ying's supervision.

Qin Feng walked out of the house quickly.

Players are on vacation.

He is still busy...

It's almost 10 o'clock.

Qin Feng came to the Liaodong training base.

It snowed all night.

The base is completely white, and it creaks when you step on it.

Many staff members were busy working with shovels and brooms.

Seeing Qin Feng, everyone said hello one after another.

Qin Feng answered with a smile.

As soon as I entered the office I sat down.

Someone knocked on the door.

Liu Jiansheng walked in with a big red wedding invitation.

"Director Qin, the day after tomorrow, February 2th, the ceremony will be held at 8:8 at the Traders Hotel. You must come, and there will be Miss Xiaochun!"

"That is required!"

Qin Feng took the wedding invitation and looked at Liu Jiansheng.

People are really in high spirits on happy occasions. Liu Jiansheng's face is red and he is wearing a decent cashmere coat. He looks several years younger.

"Are you all ready?"

I opened the wedding invitation and took a look at it. It contained the names of Qin Feng and Zhou Xiaochun, as well as the time and place of the wedding.

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Is there anything else that I need help with?"

"Everything is ready!"

Liu Jiansheng scratched his head, "My wife's family and my father and mother are all in charge, and I haven't been able to help much!"

"If you have something to say, you're welcome!"

Get up and see Liu Jiansheng out.

At the door of the office.

Qin Feng seemed to suddenly remember something, "Brother Six, when you come back for a day, don't any of your old friends come to you for a drink?"

"Ok?"

Liu Jiansheng was startled when he heard this, and then he understood, "Don't worry, Director Qin, I have no contact with my former friends!"

"It's my birthday tomorrow, so I've found a few places to hang out with. One is for a get-together, and the other is for the night before the wedding. It's very lively."

"That's good!"

Just for a moment, Qin Feng suddenly remembered.

According to the system records I saw before, Liu Jiansheng's hands were injured by firecrackers during the Spring Festival in the future, and he bid farewell to his career.

Qin Feng guessed.

All this may have something to do with Liu Yong!

Now that he heard Liu Jiansheng's personal assurance, Qin Feng felt a little calmer.

I thought about it.

Qin Feng patted Liu Jiansheng on the shoulder and said solemnly:

"Brother Six, I give you a death order!"

"From today on, you are not allowed to touch any kind of fireworks!"

"You are the goalkeeper of Liaodong, and you are very valuable!"

Hear Qin Feng's words.

Liu Jiansheng chuckled, "I am a big man, but I can still be injured by firecrackers..."

"I am serious!"

Qin Feng interrupted in a deep voice, "Don't take it seriously!"

"oh oh……"

Although I don't know why.

But it looks like Qin Feng is serious.

Liu Jiansheng still agreed seriously.

Qin Feng was relieved.

Liu Jiansheng left.

Sit behind your desk.

Qin Feng is always restless and extremely irritable.

Maybe the heater is too hot...

I was about to get up and open the window for some fresh air.

Secretary Chen Guifen's loud voice came from the corridor.

"What's wrong with you? You said you can't see Director Qin without an appointment..."

"I'm Brother Qin Dong..."

A hoarse voice sounded, but the last word had not yet been spoken.

The office door was pushed open.

A thin figure came in entangled with Chen Guifen.

Liu Yong!

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, and then showed a harmless smile, "Aunt Guifen, go and do your work, this is indeed my buddy."

"Director Qin, don't talk to ungrateful people..."

After glaring at Liu Yong fiercely, Chen Guifen muttered uneasily and left.

"Hehe, Director Qin."

After staring at Chen Guifen's retreating back for a few seconds, Liu Yong sneered: "Your taste is really unique. Rich people always find little beauties as their secretaries. How about you, find an old aunt!"

"Aunt Guifen is an old aunt, but she is also a member of my family!"

Hearing Liu Yong teasing Chen Guifen, Qin Feng was unhappy and said, "Dr. Liu, I'm not at home in the cold weather. What's the matter?"

talking room.

Qin Feng glanced sideways at Liu Yong's armpit.

There was a brown paper portfolio tucked there.

"Don't worry, I'm too talkative..."

Curling his lips and nodding, Liu Yong sat down on the corner of Qin Feng's desk, took out a cigarette, lit it, and threw out the kraft paper portfolio in his hand.

"Look what it is."

with a snap.

The portfolio dropped on the table.

Qin Feng picked it up and bypassed the sealing cord.

Inside is a thick stack of documents.

Beginning page.

Big red-headed document...

Look at the title again.

Qin Feng's pupils slowly narrowed.

"Reply on Liaodong Football Club's Construction of Community Stadium"!

Take a closer look below.

It turned out to be the approval from the superiors to build six community football fields in advance in Shengjing and Bincheng...

"Director Qin, your matter is done!"

"Isn't it time for you to take care of my business!?"

Breathe out smoke.

Liu Yong glanced at Qin Feng, who was still looking through the documents.

He picked up a big red wedding invitation next to his butt...

……