Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

When I received a call from Sun Fenglin.

Qin Feng just walked out of the door of the plane landing at Shengjing Taoxian Airport.

I heard that they are preparing to select someone to compete for the chairman of the AFC.

He simply didn't leave the airport, took his luggage and went directly upstairs, bought a ticket and took the nearest flight straight to Yanjing.

It just so happened that Qian Zhisong also had to go to the future company headquarters in Yanjing for work.

The two simply walked together.

"Run for AFC president?"

On the plane, Qian Zhisong asked in confusion, "Director Qin, are these officials in the Foot Management Department enlightened?"

"Haha, old money, don't underestimate anyone."

Qin Feng leaned on his seat and fell asleep, "These people are actually smarter than anyone else. Once the situation is opened and they recognize the reality, the 'combat power' they unleash is beyond what ordinary people can match!"

"That's true..." Qian Zhisong nodded and admitted.

Qin Feng smiled and said no more.

There are still three years until the election of the next AFC president.

It is the right time for Long Guo to send someone to run for the chairmanship of the AFC.

After all, it takes time to campaign for a campaign. Otherwise, who would choose you?

Zheng Mengzhun is not a believer. He will definitely find a way to make up for the losses he suffered in the Asian Club Cup East Asia semi-finals.

The Dragons need a strong spokesperson in the AFC.

Otherwise, there will be no one in the court, and even if Zheng Meng does not take action, it will be a problem sooner or later.

And in this way, in the future World Football Federation elections, he will fulfill his promise and be able to provide enough votes for Johansson to take office.

At that time, from the AFC to the World Football Federation, there will be people speaking out for the Dragon Kingdom. Let’s see who dares to make trouble on Tai Sui’s head!

in the afternoon.

Qin Feng sat in Wang Xunsheng's office.

"Zhang Jilong?"

Sun Fenglin mentioned before, who "beat the table" with the West Asians in the AFC?

The name was familiar, but I couldn't place it right at the moment.

Secretly open the system panel to query.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

Zhang Jilong, known as "Brother Long", graduated from Yanjing International Studies University.

He has been responsible for the foreign affairs of Longguo Football since 1978 and is a true "football diplomat"!

"I remembered?"

Wang Xunsheng noticed Qin Feng's expression, "Jilong is a great diplomat in our football management department. He has served as the vice chairman of the AFC for three years and also serves as the vice chairman of the competition committee. He is rich in experience. If he is pushed to run for the election, he will be a sure success!"

"It's good."

Qin Feng rubbed his stubble on his chin and nodded: "But we have to hurry up. The 2002 election is less than three years away and time is running out!"

Both Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin have been in leadership positions for many years.

Naturally, he understands the meaning of Qin Feng's words. The AFC election is just a political game cloaked in fairness and justice. Everything depends on what benefits the Dragon Kingdom can bring to all member countries.

Sometimes other benefits are exchanged for the votes held by certain countries.

It all takes time to be active.

Some major issues need to be reported to the state and coordinated with various departments to follow up at the same time.

In less than 3 years, I am indeed not rich.

"Lao Zhang returned to China yesterday and went to report to the top this morning. He will be here shortly."

Wang Xunsheng frowned and said, "Let's first listen to him talk about the internal situation of the AFC, and then submit the report on the intention to run for the AFC chairman. Once approved, we will take action immediately!"

There are a lot of procedures...

Although he was upset, Qin Feng also knew that what Wang Xunsheng said was a necessary procedure and could not be bypassed at all.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down, opened the system panel, checked the AFC related information, and waited for Zhang Jilong's arrival.

Qin Feng was speechless.

Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin looked at each other and smiled, both thinking that Qin Feng did not know everything, and he did not know enough about the internal affairs of the AFC, otherwise he would not have said anything...

After half an hour.

Bang bang bang three knocks on the door, neither light nor heavy.

Door open.

A middle-aged man in his 40s walked in, wearing a black slim-fitting suit, shiny leather shoes, thick black hair, meticulously combed back, and a modest smile on his face.

Zhang Jilong arrived.

"Jilong is here, thank you for your hard work!"

"Lao Zhang, sit down quickly!"

Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin stood up to say hello.

Qin Feng also stood up.

"The two great presidents don't dare to be!"

Zhang Jilong smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with the two, and then extended his hand to Qin Feng, "Chairman Qin Feng, I have admired you for a long time, I have heard of you in Malaysia!"

The AFC headquarters is located in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

Zhang Jilong has been working abroad all year round, and he has even heard of himself.

Qin Feng stretched out his hand to shake Zhang Jilong's hand. The force on his hand was neither light nor heavy. He could feel the other person's enthusiasm, but it was not too enthusiastic to cause disgust.

As expected of someone who has been engaged in "diplomatic work" all year round...

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Hello, Chairman Zhang."

Seeing that Qin Feng was neither arrogant nor humble, Zhang Jilong smiled even brighter, patted the back of Qin Feng's hand again, and then let go.

The four were seated.

Wang Xunsheng got straight to the point.

Directly express his intention to recommend Zhang Jilong to run for the chairman of the AFC.

"I personally agree..."

While pondering, Zhang Jilong looked at Qin Feng and hesitated to speak.

"There are no outsiders here. Jilong, if you have anything to say, just say it." Seeing that Zhang Jilong seemed worried, Wang Xunsheng spoke in a deep voice.

"Ugh……"

Zhang Jilong sighed before he spoke, "The AFC is actually a stage for competition between East Asia and West Asia."

"To run for AFC chairman, at least we must first get the support of our East Asian neighbors."

"I originally had a good relationship with Japan Football Association Chairman Okano Junichiro and Korean Football Association Chairman Chung Mong-jun, but Qin Dong's series of operations in the Asian Club Cup directly offended Chung Mong-jun..."

Now Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin both understood.

Zhang Jilong was blaming Qin Feng for destroying the East Asia alliance he had reached over the years!

but……

The dilemma facing the Dragon Kingdom in the Asian Club Cup is there.

Zheng Mengzhun connived at the South Korean team and colluded with the Bahrain referee, brazenly stumbling upon the Dragon Kingdom team.

What role did Zhang Jilong's East Asia Alliance play?

In this case, Qin Feng counterattacked South Korea without any problems.

But Zhang Jilong is not a confused person...

Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin both looked puzzled and hesitated to speak, waiting for Zhang Jilong to continue.

But Qin Feng didn't like hearing what Zhang Jilong said.

"Chairman Zhang, you are in the AFC, don't you know what happened to Ben Sung Seok-deok in Pohang, South Korea?"

"Where were you then?"

"Where are your Japanese and Korean friends?"

"How can it be that we are such a big dragon country and just let people ride on top of our heads without saying a word?"

Hear Qin Feng's question.

Zhang Jilong's expression changed, but the next second, his expression quickly softened, and he smiled and said: "Director Qin, you are a young man, full of energy and normal. I don't blame you."

"I'm going to tell you where you went wrong..."

……