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Chapter 677 Franz, have a good trip!

The sky became overcast.

In Qin Feng's office.

The windows, which had only just let in the sunlight, were slowly covered with a layer of gray.

"John, do you have a grudge against Ferguson?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No, actually Alex and I have a good relationship."

Cruyff smiled, "My son, Jordi, plays under him, but he is often on the injury list, and he did not come to Dragon Country with Manchester United this time."

"Then why..." Qin Feng was even more confused.

"I want to really beat him once!"

Cruyff stared out the window, his eyes gradually losing focus, "The 91 European Cup Winners' Cup final, Barcelona versus Manchester United."

"At that time, I led Barcelona and had just won the La Liga championship, breaking Real Madrid's five-year monopoly on the championship. It was with high spirits."

"As for Alex and his Manchester United, because of the Heysel tragedy in 85, the English team was collectively punished. They have not appeared in European competitions for five years."

Heysel tragedy.

Happened on May 1985, 5.

Heysel Stadium, Brussels, Belgium.

Before the Champions League final between Liverpool and Juventus.

English fans and Italian fans clashed violently, causing the stands to collapse.

The tragedy resulted in 39 deaths and more than 300 injuries.

After the incident, all English teams were banned from participating in the three major European Cups for 5 seasons, while the team involved, Liverpool, was banned for 7 seasons.

Qin Feng understood what Cruyff meant by the above words.

The Cup Winners' Cup final at that time.

He did not look down upon Ferguson and Manchester United, who had not played a European game in five years.

"May 1991, 5, Rotterdam, Netherlands, Feyenoord, De Kuip Stadium. I remember it very clearly. The weather that day was very similar to now."

Cruyff was still staring out the window at the gloomy sky.

"It was raining lightly in Rotterdam, which was annoying. Before the game, I was wearing a windbreaker with the collar turned up, holding a cigarette and said to Alex, 'Hey, I heard you repurchased Mark Hughes. This deal is stupid.'"

"At the end of the game, Mark Hughes scored two goals and Manchester United won 2:1."

Speaking of this, Cruyff suddenly laughed out loud, "Oh my God, I really looked like a clown at that time!"

Qin Feng stared at Cruyff's thin profile from the side, and a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.

For the loss to Manchester United in the Cup Winners' Cup final 8 years ago.

Cruyff was holding his breath.

He wants to make a comeback in the Club World Cup.

"But John, I remember that you took revenge later." Qin Feng mused: "In the 94 Champions League group stage, you led the team at Camp Nou and beat Ferguson's Manchester United 4:0."

"That's different, Qin."

Cruyff came back to his senses, looked at Qin Feng and said: "In 94, I had top players such as Romario and Stoichkov under me."

"And Manchester United is in the midst of a transition from old to new, and there is no succession."

"That Champions League group stage match was not a fair match."

"Now, is it fair for Liaodong to face Manchester United?"

Qin Feng stared into Cruyff's eyes and asked seriously.

"Of course, in my opinion, Liaodong is as good as Manchester United now!"

Cruyff's eyes were sharp and seemed to pierce through everything.

Qin Feng's eyes also stood up.

Silence for a few seconds.

He nodded slowly, "I support you John, just go ahead and do it, no matter what the result is."

"Haha, old Cruyff will not let you down." Patting Qin Feng on the shoulder, Cruyff stood up and left.

Arrived at the door.

Qin Feng's voice suddenly came from behind.

"By the way, John, you're not a clown."

Cruyff paused for a few seconds.

Then he opened the door and walked out of the office.

Qin Feng smiled and was about to sit down.

There was a knock on the door.

It's the secretary, Aunt Guifen.

"There was a call at the door. Mr. Beckenbauer from Germany is here. He will be downstairs immediately."

Oh?

Qin Feng was stunned, got up and went downstairs to greet him.

Arrive at the door of the office building.

Cruyff is not far away yet.

"John, Franz is here, do you want to see him?" Qin Fengfeng asked loudly.

"No, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Cruyff raised his hand and walked away without looking back.

Qin Feng curled his lips and turned to look at the road leading to the training base gate.

A black Audi car drove over and stopped not far in front of Qin Feng.

"Qin!"

The car door opens.

Beckenbauer smiled and opened his arms, "When you arrive in Dragon Kingdom, if you don't invite me to your team's training base, you won't be a good friend."

Qin Feng laughed loudly.

in Europe.

Beckenbauer invited the entire Liaodong team to the Bayern base for training and competition.

Later, he contacted major business groups in Germany to help the Dragon Kingdom football team attract huge sponsorships.

This friendship is not unimportant.

"It's my fault, I apologize!" Qin Feng also opened his arms and greeted him.

The two hugged hard.

Qin Feng took advantage of the situation and looked inside the car.

The car was empty except for the driver.

"Lennart didn't come."

Beckenbauer understood what Qin Feng meant and said with a smile: "Today I want to visit the Liaodong team that tied with our Bayern and defeated Parma. Is there any dirty secrets?"

Beckenbauer seemed to be in a good mood.

Qin Feng raised his head and glanced at the gloomy sky, raised his hand and said, "Let's go, Franz."

The two walked side by side.

From office buildings to medical centers, to indoor training fields, accommodation areas...

No one spoke again.

Until the youth training ground.

Beckenbauer walked to the simple stand on the sidelines, sat down, and stared at the empty training ground with a distant look.

In the center of the field, there was a football dropped by someone unknown, lying alone on the turf.

Qin Feng followed and sat down.

"Franz, do you have something to say?"

Came here specifically.

It is impossible for Beckenbauer to really come to visit the Liaodong training base.

"Yes." Beckenbauer replied softly: "Calisto Tanzi is looking for you. He must be asking for something. Try not to get too involved with him."

"How do you say that?" Qin Feng was puzzled.

"There are rumors throughout Europe that Tanzi's Palmarat owes tens of billions of dollars in debt."

Beckenbauer said: "It is also said that Tanzi is dishonest in finance, and everyone keeps away from him."

"No matter what he says, don't fall into it."

System records.

The original future is 2003.

Parmalat was found to have liabilities as high as $180 billion.

Tanzi himself was sentenced to 18 years in prison for illegal transfer of funds and illegal behind-the-scenes financial operations.

Did Beckenbauer come here specifically to remind himself to be careful about Tanzi?

"Thank you!"

Qin Feng thanked him sincerely and asked: "But Franz, why do you want to help me?"

"Haha, it's nothing." Beckenbauer shook his head and smiled, "Seeing you is like seeing yourself when you were young. World football needs young people like you."

"Our generation is getting old..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Qin Feng also smiled, "You are only 54 years old, you still have a long time to live."

"I hope..."

Beckenbauer was still looking at the training ground, his eyes completely unfocused.

The two fell silent again.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious."

After thinking about it, Qin Feng asked: "In the 1970 World Cup semi-finals, when the Federal Republic of Germany played against Italy, you dislocated your shoulder. It was just a simple treatment. You put a bandage on your arm and returned to the field to continue the game."

"What were you thinking at the time?"

"In 70 years, you should not have been born yet."

I heard that Qin Feng actually remembered that game.

Beckenbauer smiled, "We stupidly used up all the substitutions, and then I stupidly got injured."

"Back on the field, I only had one thought."

"It hurts, it hurts so much!"

"Then I started looking for the ass who fouled me, ready to get revenge."

"Too bad, I didn't even know who hit me at the time!"

With a smile on his face, Beckenbauer stopped talking.

He silently stared at the football in the training ground, his sight seemed to penetrate time and space.

It lasted for more than ten seconds.

He then continued: "What's even more stupid is that we lost in the end!"

Done.

Beckenbauer laughed.

"Ha ha……"

Qin Feng also laughed out loud, laughing until tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "But in the next World Cup, you will lead the team to win the championship!"

"Yes, I am the captain!"

Beckenbauer's smile continued, "I really miss those old guys..."

Sigh lightly.

He turned to look at Qin Feng, "So Qin, as long as you identify your goal and keep moving forward, you will always succeed!"

Qin Feng was startled.

When Beckenbauer said this, his face lit up.

I was about to speak back.

Suddenly a piece of ice fell on his forehead.

Then came the second and third films...

Snowing!

Qin Feng raised his head.

Snowflakes fluttered, falling on the face and corners of the eyes, turning into water droplets, and slowly dripping down.