Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Chapter 650 You Sing, I Come On

The top floor of the office building of the Huandao training base.

In the large office specially reserved for Huang Fusheng.

The four people were sitting or standing, puffing away cigarettes.

The smoke inside the house was thicker than the night fog outside the window.

Qin Feng frowned when he entered the door and slapped his nose a few times.

"Open the window, Director Qin doesn't like the smell of smoke."

The old voice sounded.

Someone trotted over and opened the window.

The breeze blows in, making the house feel refreshed.

Qin Feng looked at the voice just now and felt sour in his heart.

Huang Fusheng sat on the office chair, his facial features twisted together, and he looked out the window, his eyes completely unfocused.

His usual straight back was gone.

The whole person was slumped in the chair, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years.

He glanced at the cigarette in Huang Fusheng's hand that was burning to his butt.

Qin Feng stepped forward, took the cigarette butt, and put it out in the ashtray.

"Mr. Huang, I've never seen you smoking."

until this time.

Huang Fusheng looked at Qin Feng, pressed down with one hand and said: "Qin Feng, sit down, sit down..."

Cheng Penghui hurried over and asked Qin Feng to sit down.

Qin Feng waved his hand, patted Huang Fusheng's shoulder, and then looked at the other two people in the room.

One has a full beard, and the other is thin and tall. They all look familiar, but they can’t remember where they have seen them before.

"The bearded one, Zhang Jian, the general manager of Shengjing Sea Lions, is a drama actor. You met him at the football work meeting at the beginning of the year."

Qian Zhisong came up at the right time and whispered: "The other one is the head coach of the Sea Lions, Qu Yonglai."

Qu Yonglai, a native of Daocheng, Shandong Province, was a veteran national football player in the late 70s and early 80s. After retiring, he has coaching experience in teams at all levels in Shandong Province.

It is said that if Qu Yonglai, who was the head coach of the Shandong Football Team at the time, had not come to invite him twice.

Su Maozhen, the main center of Taishan in Shandong Province, may have given up football and gone to college.

He only started coaching Shengjing Sea Lions in the 22nd round of the league.

It was a decoration brought by sea lions to put out the fire.

It is estimated that the game lasted four rounds, and Qu Yonglai still didn’t recognize who the Sea Lions players were.

Match-fixing probably has little to do with Qu Yonglai.

"Mr. Zhang, this is our second meeting."

Raised eyebrows.

Qin Feng looked at the bearded Zhang Jian and said, "Your appearance is quite rough."

Zhang Jian was stunned, "Haha, I swore back then that if the Sea Lions were not relegated, I would not shave, which made Director Qin laugh."

"No relegation, no shaving..."

Qin Feng stared intently at Zhang Jian, who had a calm face and did not dodge in any way.

Look back.

Qin Feng sat on the sofa and waved to Cheng Penghui, "Video of the game."

Cheng Penghui nodded and handed over a miniature camera. It seemed that he was well prepared.

Press play.

It's a clip from the second half of the game between Round Island and Sea Lion.

After leading 2:0 around the island.

It was like a different team, with frequent mistakes.

The Sea Lions scored a goal each in the 64th, 71st and 92nd minutes, reversing the desperate situation around the island.

The final stage of the game.

The roar of "match-fixing" from the fans in the stands was shocking.

In the end, it was Robin van Persie who had his jersey kicked off with an aggrieved look on his face...

After a few glances, Qin Feng understood.

Around the island, at least three defenders and one midfielder are questionable.

and also……

Qin Feng locked the fourth official on the screen, A Golden Whistle, Army.

In the second half, due to the late appearance of Sea Lion players.

Army delayed the start of the game by nearly 7 minutes.

As a result, the Sea Lions game ended later than all other games, effectively controlling the score.

Did the Army get no benefit from this?

I don’t even believe it!

As for the initiator of all this, it is naturally self-evident.

"Mr. Zhang, I have a question."

Putting down the miniature camera, Qin Feng looked at Zhang Jian, "Why did you players come out 7 minutes late in the second half?"

"Our foreign players went to the toilet before going on the field."

Zhang Jian said aggrievedly: "People have three urgent needs, and I can't control them."

"Director Qin, don't you suspect that our sea lions have problems winning the game?"

After saying that, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Qian Zhisong, "Old Qian, we are old acquaintances, you know my character best!"

Qian Zhisong snorted and looked out the window.

Zhang Jian's expression changed again, and he said angrily: "We are weak, shouldn't we win?"

"League A allows strong teams like you to dominate the world with one hand, but can't we weak teams get ahead?"

"Anyway, the two directors of the Foot Management Department, Wang and Sun, will be here soon. When the time comes, I, Zhang Jian, am willing to accept all investigations from the Foot Management Department!"

Actor.

Still an old actor.

I sneered inwardly.

Qin Feng stared at the system panel in front of him and said, "Okay, let's wait until Minister Wang and the others arrive."

System records.

In the future, everyone can see this match-fixing.

The Football Management Department investigated for nearly half a year, and finally only gave the two teams a fine of 40, and the club was responsible for reprimanding and punishing players suspected of match-fixing.

Who can be satisfied with this obvious deception.

At that time, the boss of the A-A team shouted, "If the league is going to be like this, it's better not to do it at all."

There were even fans watching the game at the A-A stadium holding a white flag with a big word "FALSE" written on it.

Now compare the original future.

The foot tube department has changed a lot.

What Qin Feng was curious about was the attitude of the two people.

As Qin Feng remained silent.

The room fell silent.

Qin Feng glanced at Huang Fusheng again.

The old man looked lonely, staring out the window at the growing fog, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I advise Brother Fusheng."

Huang Fengzhu, the old handsome man from Sichuan Province who had been giving him a cold look since he entered the house, said something in a low voice and got up from the sofa.

Qin Feng reached out to hold it and shook his head.

Huang Fusheng has been ups and downs in the business world for most of his life, and he is not a person who cannot withstand troubles.

He has his own thoughts on the whole matter, and there is no need for outsiders to disturb him.

Huang Fengzhu was startled for a moment, then sighed and sat back down.

time flies.

1 points in the early hours.

Cheng Penghui received the call.

The last flight that Wang Xunsheng and Sun Fenglin took landed in the mountain city.

Close to two o'clock.

The two of them entered Huang Fusheng's office in a hurry.

The two of them already knew the general situation.

After watching the video prepared by Cheng Penghui, Wang Xunsheng looked at Qin Feng and said in a deep voice: "Director Qin, some members of the Avant-garde around the island were passive in the game, and the sea lions came out late to disrupt the discipline of the game. It is an indisputable fact!"

Ha ha……

Qin Feng just wanted to speak.

There was a bang.

Sun Fenglin reacted violently, "Playing passively, breaking the rules of the field, the penalty must be heavy!"

"Tomorrow our Foot Management Department will issue a charter and announce it to the public in a timely manner!"

"I'm sorry, two ministers."

Zhang Jian also stood up at the right time, "The sea lion accepted the punishment. Who made us catch up? I understand and actively cooperate with the work of the Foot Management Department."

behind the desk.

Huang Fusheng, who had been sitting in the chair, was still looking out the window.

But his expression kept changing, as if he was struggling internally.

Qin Feng saw everyone's reactions.

Foot tube department.

I still have the same idea of "closing the lid" as I did in the future.

If you want internal processing, you can fool it if you can.

Is this a negative game?

Is this a violation of court discipline?

This is a naked crime!

Qin Feng's expression turned cold and he was about to have a seizure.

The office door rings again.