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Chapter 893 Arriving in Tokyo

1: 2!

The whistle blows at the end of the game.

The nearly 80000 Korean fans at Jamsil Stadium held their heads in regret and shouted.

Just a little bit closer!

Reorganized Busan Idol.

They almost tied with the powerful Liaodong at home.

last season.

The Busan team, also named after Daewoo, is only fourth in the K-League.

This is not an explanation.

Do Korean club teams have the strength to crush Dragon League teams?

A group of people flew into the sky in excitement.

All kinds of compliments were sent to the Busan idol and the new team owner, Zheng Mongkui.

Inside the stadium box.

Zheng Mengkui stamped his feet and shouted regretfully.

Then he clapped vigorously again.

Obviously, he was extremely satisfied with Busan Idol's ability to "flexibly exert his strength" and almost draw with Liaodong team.

"Mengkui, you have to be graceful. It's just a business competition."

Zheng Mengzhun had a smile on his face, but he couldn't stand Zheng Mengkui's "little man succeeds" appearance. He couldn't help but said: "The Liaodong team is not that simple."

"Haha, I don't care if Dragon Kingdom Liaodong is simple or not. I only know that in the hearts of the Korean people, today's Busan idol and I, Zheng Mongkui, are heroes!"

As he said this, Zheng Mengkui turned his head and looked over, squinting his eyes and raising the corners of his mouth, "Thank you, brother!"

Zheng Mengzhun was startled, anger flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Mengkui couldn't have imagined it.

I wanted to use Dragon Kingdom Liaodong to suppress his idea of entering football and accumulating political capital.

Zheng Mengkui just didn't believe in evil and accepted the game with the idea that if he defeated Liaodong, the Busan idol and he would "become an instant hit".

He also took advantage of Zheng Mengkui's gambling mentality.

Thinking of using the Liaodong team to completely suppress Zheng Mengkui to death.

Unexpectedly, he shot himself in the foot.

Isn’t this like paying millions of euros and letting others slap you in the face? ?

Money is a trivial matter.

The most annoying thing is to let Zheng Mengkui achieve his goal!

Staring at Zheng Mengkui's proud expression.

Zheng Mengzhun's face was burning with pain.

With a cold snort, he turned around and walked out of the box door.

Behind.

Zheng Mengkui laughed loudly.

This made Zheng Mengzhun's face become a little colder.

That night.

As the chairman of the Korean Football Association and the organizer of commercial competitions, Zheng Mengzhun hosted a banquet to invite the entire Liaodong team.

Qin Feng led the team and went happily.

On the top floor of Shilla Hotel.

Inside a Korean restaurant known as Michelin three stars.

Gao Hongbo and other members of the Liaodong coaching staff and players were seated in the hall.

Qin Fengze and Zheng Mengzhun entered the private room.

"Director Qin, thank you for your hard work."

As soon as he sat down, Zheng Meng pushed the exquisite tea cup across the table and said, "Dr. Qin, try the burdock tea from Busan, South Korea."

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, raised his glass and took a sip.

The food will be served in the restaurant soon.

"This is seafood from Seogwipo, Jeju..."

“Hengcheng’s Korean beef steak…”

"Qingyang pepper..."

“This is the best kimchi we have in the Republic of Korea!”

"..."

Zheng Mengzhun introduced with a smile on his face.

Qin Feng agreed casually, glancing at Zheng Mengzhun's long face from time to time.

Although the Liaodong team won the game today.

But the performance was not great.

At least it is far from Zheng Mongjun’s idea of suppressing Busan idols.

This thing doesn't get angry?

I can't figure out what the other party is up to.

Before coming, he had already thought of an excuse and how to deal with Zheng Mengzhun, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't say a word, which left Qin Feng powerless.

Plus what Michelin three-star Korean food.

The portions are extremely small.

In the end, it's just a bunch of "pickles for a meeting."

Qin Feng frowned slightly.

I really have no appetite.

The meal ended quickly.

Zheng Mengzhun personally sent Qin Feng back to his room.

Arrived at the door.

He smiled and said: "Director Qin, I wish the Liaodong team and the subsequent matches in several Asian countries good luck."

Qin Feng took out the room card.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Chairman Zheng, in Asian football, Dragon Kingdom and South Korea need cooperation to develop together. I heard Chairman Zhang say that you have done a lot of work in the AFC. In my personal capacity, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you." with thanks.”

Qin Feng said this very formally.

Regardless of the establishment of the East Asian Football Confederation, Zhang Jilong became the chairman of the AFC.

Or implement various reform measures in the future.

Zheng Meng must have done his best.

And there is no doubt about Zheng Meng’s ability.

If only he could be brought back to the Dragon Kingdom.

Dragon Kingdom’s strategic goal of gaining a say in world football is definitely easier to achieve.

Although I don’t like Zheng Mengzhun very much.

But one code equals another.

Game today.

The Liaodong team's performance was unsatisfactory.

It is easy for people to misunderstand that it is intentional.

Zheng Meng is definitely not a generous person.

It is impossible not to have thoughts in your mind.

After all, the opponent is a big help to Zhang Jilong in the AFC.

Qin Feng didn't want to do it because of a game.

Disrupting the Dragon Kingdom and stabilizing the AFC will affect the layout of the World Football Federation.

"Besides, before today's game, the Liaodong team was undergoing tactical upgrades, so the performance on the field was a bit chaotic, but I guarantee that today's Liaodong team will definitely go all out!"

"Well, Director Qin, I heard about it."

Zheng Mengzhun nodded upon hearing this, "The reason why the Liaodong team did not play a pleasing game is because they changed the core of the midfield."

"It's God's will. Don't worry about it, Mr. Qin. Please forget what I said in the car last night."

Zheng Mengzhun’s words and expression were sincere.

Qin Feng smiled and was about to say a few more words to get closer.

Opposite me, Zheng Mengzhun suddenly changed his tone, "But, Director Qin, have you tried your best?"

Qin Feng's smile faded when he heard this, and he said solemnly: "I want to think about the entire Liaodong team!"

"Haha, that's right, Director Qin, I just said, you don't need to care about what I said before."

Zheng Mengzhun said: "Moreover, Director Qin, Dragon Kingdom football is developing rapidly. If the Republic of Korea does not fall behind others, it is necessary to have the support of Dragon Kingdom."

"I also hope that in the future, you and I will cooperate closely in the field of football and jointly maintain the glory of East Asian football and even Asian football as a whole."

Hear this.

Qin Feng felt relieved.

Zheng Mengzhun continued: "Director Qin, take a rest early. I wish you a smooth trip to Japan again tomorrow."

"Don't worry, Chairman Zheng. Dragon Kingdom has always liked stability, especially in football. In Asia, Dragon Kingdom still relies on Chairman Zheng for help." Qin Feng looked serious.

"That's right." Zheng Mengzhun responded with a smile.

After staring into Zheng Mengzhun's eyes for a few seconds, Qin Feng nodded and left, swiping his card to enter the house.

Go inside.

Qin Feng stood in front of the French window.

Looking at the night view of Seoul, my eyes lost focus.

All that needs to be said has been said.

Facts are facts.

He had no obligation or need to continue explaining to Zheng Mengzhun.

Zheng Mengzhun is definitely dissatisfied.

But what he said in the end was not unreasonable.

The comprehensive strength of Longguo's football is becoming increasingly powerful, and no other Asian countries can compete with it.

Korean football has no other choice but to seek development behind Dragon Kingdom.