Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

"Haha, Qin Feng, Director Qin!"

On the phone, Wang Xunsheng smiled guiltily, "How are you doing recently? Nothing major, right?"

"Director Qin, I'm here too!" Sun Linfeng's voice also sounded, "I'm so busy with work recently that I don't even have time to take care of the future company's personnel!"

This……

Qin Feng was stunned for half a second and almost stopped laughing.

Two old men.

I heard that Wei Shaohui and Wang Xuan were arrested.

Fear of being implicated.

This is testing one's own tone.

"Okay, two ministers!"

Qin Feng chuckled and said, "You don't have to feel guilty if you haven't done anything wrong."

"But there is one thing!"

"I heard that during the National Olympic Games, more than a dozen of you officials went there and held a meeting for three hours before the game. Is this true?"

"Yes, yes, for a national team, leaders at all levels of our football management department will go over to supervise the battle. It's an old tradition!"

Wang Xunsheng answered very quickly.

"Don't worry, Director Qin, from now on, this tradition will be cancelled!" Sun Fenglin made a decision directly on the side.

"Cancel it." The corners of Qin Feng's mouth slowly raised, "Let us delegate power when it's time to delegate it. Our foot management department should do a good job in service."

"Yes, yes, serving the team means serving the people!"

"It's long past time to establish a sense of service. I'll hold a meeting to implement it right away!"

into the microphone.

The two of them promised repeatedly.

Qin Feng chuckled, and then said about Wei Shaohui and Wang Xuan. The foot management department should not talk nonsense, otherwise they may be held criminally responsible.

Wang Xunsheng and the two gave another burst of assurance.

After asking a few more questions about planning the amateur league process, Qin Feng hung up the phone with confidence.

Just waiting for him to take a drink of water.

The phone on the table rang again.

Huang Fusheng called and said that Wang Xuan agreed to confuse the Koreans, but asked to meet Qin Feng.

see me?

Qin Feng looked confused.

evening.

Qin Feng rushed to Shencheng.

The interrogation room of the Disciplinary Inspection and Supervision Bureau.

Wang Xuan, with a stubble on his face, sat numbly on the sponge-covered seat. The incandescent light on the table shone on his face, making him look thin and haggard.

There are cold handcuffs on his hands, one end is handcuffed to the seat.

It was difficult for Wang Xuan to raise his hand.

The door rings and someone comes in.

Wang Xuan turned his head to avoid the light and squinted at the person coming.

"Qin Feng, you finally got your wish!" His voice was cold.

"Uh..." Qin Feng was stunned, "Wang Xuan, I'm not very familiar with you, right?"

"Young Master, you have been deliberately trying to get rid of me since the first time we met at the post-match press conference when Liaodong was still in League B, right?"

Wang Xuan's eyes turned red and he shouted: "Smile, you succeeded!"

this person...

Are you sick?

Qin Feng curled his lips, blinked, turned around and left.

"Let's go, but don't be proud!"

Behind Qin Feng, Wang Xuan struggled wildly, the handcuffs tightened his wrists, and blood oozed out without stopping. "If I had known earlier, and you knew that I was Wang Ke's younger brother, I would have been on guard as soon as possible!"

"You can't catch me!"

Qin Feng stopped and turned around.

He frowned and stared at Wang Xuan, looking up and down, "It doesn't look like it!"

"Isn't it because I hugged you wrongly when I was little?"

He shook his head and muttered repeatedly.

Qin Feng walked out of the interview room.

behind him.

Wang Xuan froze, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

night.

I invited Huang Fusheng to have a meal and studied how to confuse Zheng Mengzhun.

The next day, September 10th.

Qin Feng rushed to Shencheng.

three days later.

It’s the second game of the Olympic qualifying round.

Long Guo Olympics home game against Bahrain National Olympics.

Internal issue resolved.

Bahrain is no match for the Dragon Kingdom.

What Qin Feng is worried about is.

If the Dragon Kingdom loses badly in Bahrain at the Olympics, Zheng Mengzhun will be wary.

Now Qin Feng's thoughts are.

Even if the Dragon Kingdom squeezes out South Korea from qualifying for the National Olympics, it will still feel uncomfortable if Zheng Mengzhun's pants are not shocked.

If you dare to scream with the Dragon Kingdom, you will be slapped in the face!

Find Lao Shuai Shang Yin at the National Olympics Station.

Qin Feng first told the general details of Wei Shaohui and Wang Xuan's arrest.

He also expressed the idea of ​​​​asking Shang Yin to cooperate with the entire Longguo Olympic team to give Zheng Mengzhun "ecstasy soup".

"Director Qin, there are a lot of people scolding us outside now."

Shang Yin was excited at first.

Soon he had a bitter look on his face again, "If we let the National Olympics let go, when will this day end?"

"Hold on for one more month!" Qin Feng was helpless.

"have to……"

Shang Yin rubbed his old face hard, and his face became more wrinkled.

That night Qin Feng stayed at the Olympic Hotel.

The next two days.

Officials from the Football Management Department were taken away from the Olympic station one after another.

Needless to say.

They all benefited from Wei Shaohui.

Qin Feng watched the police car roaring in from the window, pulled people into the car, and drove away again. He sneered and lay back leisurely on the hotel bed.

Laoshuai Shangyin is also stepping up his plans.

The game against Bahrain National Olympics on the 10th.

That is to say, if you want to win, you have to pretend that winning is difficult.

This is no simple task.

Can the strength of the Dragon Kingdom National Olympics reach this level?

I heard that Shang Yin was worried.

Qin Feng sneered, "Director Shang, show your confidence!"

"The strength of the Dragon Kingdom and the National Olympics is stronger than you imagine!"

"Yes, something went wrong anyway, and it's not you, Director Qin, who was scolded as a third-rate coach..."

mutter a word.

Lao Shuai Shang Yin dragged his heavy steps away.

the next day.

10 month 10 day.

Shanghai Hongkou Professional Stadium is bustling with people.

Therefore, all 35000 tickets were sold out in one month. There were still three hours before the start of the game. Countless fans wearing the red home jerseys of the Dragon Kingdom, waving national flags, gathered from all directions.

Dragon Kingdom lost its first Olympic game.

Many people cursed.

But then it comes game day.

A group of people came earlier than anyone else.

Enter the field and go to the stands.

The fans of the Dragon Kingdom kept singing and cheering.

When the Dragon Country Olympics came out to warm up, the atmosphere reached a climax. Everyone was looking forward to a turnaround when the Dragon Country Olympics returned to their home court.

But wait until both players take the field.

The on-site commentary began to introduce the starting lineups of the two teams.

All Dragon Kingdom fans were dumbfounded.

Although the lineup of the Dragon Kingdom National Olympics is very different from the last game against South Korea.

But why are all the midfielders and frontcourts filled with substitutes?

Where is Zhang Yulin?

Where is Xu Bo?

Where is Zhang Xiaorui?

In the game against South Korea, it was because Zhang Yulin and others came on the field too late. The Dragon Kingdom had limited time to counterattack and had to swallow the bitter pill of defeat.

Why doesn’t Shang Yin have a long memory?

Doubts emerged and swept across the entire audience like a plague.

Many people cursed loudly.

The shouts of "third-rate coaches" are getting louder and louder.

Many people are still shouting that Qin Feng's employment is stupid and that Qin Feng's cronies should get out of the Olympics.

Longguo Olympic coaching bench.

Shang Yin's originally dark complexion can drip with ink.

He turned around and glared at Wei Shaohui, who was sitting on the side of the coaching bench, sandwiched between two disciplinary inspection and supervision staff members in sportswear.

West stand corner.

Qin Feng put his baseball cap on his head and raised his sunglasses.

He also yelled at the fans around him...

……