Football nukes: a pound buys a club

In this way, Lin Su helped Zhang Chong all night in a daze, and Zhang Chong also taught her all the procedures of opening a store.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that Zhang Chong drove away the last wave of customers, and then sat down on the chair: "Have you mastered all the operations of the bar? I will leave it to you starting tomorrow."

Lin Su looked at the dark night outside the window and nodded: "Okay."

Find a hotel nearby tonight.

She thought silently, carrying her backpack and guitar: "Boss, I'm leaving if I have nothing to do."

Zhang Chong said suddenly: "The second and third floors of the bar are all liveable. If you have no other place to go, you can live on the third floor."

Lin Su's body must be.Only then did she realize that the young boss had known about her embarrassment for a long time.

But she still shook her head stubbornly: "Thank you for your kindness, I have a place to live."

Zhang Chong said helplessly: "There is a hotel 200 meters to the left of the door. There is another hotel 500 meters to the right."

Lin Su thanked lightly, and went out to find a hotel.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Chong's mouth, and he looked at the door leisurely.

Ten minutes later, an embarrassed Lin Su pushed the door in. Looking at Zhang Chong who was not surprised at all, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue: "Are all the hotels around here so expensive?"

Zhang Chong threw her a key: "This is the key to the bedroom on the third floor. That bedroom can also be locked from the inside, and it cannot be opened from the outside."

Lin Su's face was a little hot, and the boss saw through her thoughts in an instant, which made her a little embarrassed.

Zhang Chong put down the wine bottle and walked towards the second floor: "By the way, I also graduated from Manchester University. From now on, it's fine to call me a senior, so as to make the boss look good."

Lin Su looked at his back, with an inexplicable emotion surging in his eyes.

Early the next morning, Lin Su was about to get up to make breakfast, but found a note on the table downstairs: "I've already left for France, please take a good look at the store."

At this time, Zhang Chong had already embarked on a journey to the French port city of Boulogne-sur-Mer.

Starting with him, there is also the club's current No. [-] man, Weller.

Their purpose of this trip is to get rid of a French black boy who has just been relegated with the team.

Weller didn't understand why the new boss brought him to this small town in such a hurry. Obviously, the club was in ruins, and he, the general manager, was needed to revive it...

But who let others be the boss?

After many rounds, the two finally came to the door of the Boulogne Football Club.

It was the summer offseason at this time, the players were all on vacation, and the whole club seemed deserted.

But Zhang Chong didn't come here to deal with their club, because the naive little black boy in his memory will terminate his contract with the club tomorrow.

He came here just to try his luck, to see if he could meet that little Hanhan here.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the morning, and the two elders stood against the sun for more than 20 minutes. It wasn't until Zhang Chong felt that he was a fool that he couldn't help but said to Weller: "Why don't we go first?" Get something to eat, you look like a fool for waiting."

Weller thinks so.

So the two found a nearby restaurant, and as soon as they ordered and sat down, a small black man walked in through the door.

Although he was covered in black, Zhang Chong's eyes lit up immediately.

These big eyes, this big nose, and this sausage mouth, aren't they just the little boy Zhang Chong thinks about day and night?

Yes, he is N'Golo Kante.

The midfielder who helped Leicester City complete the fairy tale, the absolute main force of the championship team that shined in the 2018 World Cup, stood in front of them at this time.

But at this time, he is far from the brilliance he had when he became famous all over the world.Now he is just a sad looking young man about to lose his job.

He greeted the restaurant owner, ordered a cheap set meal, and sat silently in a corner of the restaurant.

Just now the Boulogne club has informed him that he will not renew his contract. Starting tomorrow, he will become a free agent.

However, since the club's relegation to the French third division, Kanter has been mentally prepared for all this.

At this time, his biggest wish is to find a new owner as soon as possible.

He sighed, his face was always a bit naive, and now he was also a little sad.

At this moment, two strangers appeared in front of him.

He looked at the two people suspiciously, and kept searching for memories in his mind, but found nothing.

At this time, the man with the Asian face said: "Mr. Kanter, hello. I am the chairman of the British Bury Football Club, Zhang Chong. This is the general manager of our club, Weller."

Bury Club?Kanter thought about it again and found that he had no impression of this club.

But out of politeness, Kanter still managed to respond in broken English: "Hello, Mr. Chairman, what can you do for me?"

Zhang Chong chose to cut to the chase: "We are very optimistic about you, and very much hope that you can join our team... No, the team."

Weller next to him couldn't help complaining silently in his heart, but I have never been optimistic about it.Such a thin and small little black man, isn't it troublesome?

Kanter was a little excited when he heard it. This was the first time in his career that a club came to him on his own initiative.

However, he still had his own vigilance, so he asked, "I want to ask, do you need a trial training?"

Zhang Chong replied: "There is no trial training, you can sign the contract directly."

Unexpectedly, the smile on Kanter's face became a little cold: "No trial training? You are not liars, are you? I have never met a club that can sign without trial training before!"

Zhang Chong was dumbfounded, the brain circuit of this little fool is very strange.Still, he motioned Weller to produce his business card and the club's official website introduction on his phone to prove that the two of them were not liars.

Kanter took it over and took a closer look. After a moment of silence, he said, "Sir, it seems that I misunderstood you, I'm sorry. But with all due respect, your club should be a team in the English Second Division, right?"

Zhang Chong's heart sank. This is his biggest weakness. After all, the current Boulogne club is the third tier league in France, and the Bury club is the fourth tier league in England.

He thought for a while and smiled: "We were members of the third tier league in England last year, but we were relegated because of some things within the club. Our goal this year is to quickly return to where we should be, so I Come and find a player of your caliber to help us achieve that."

This rainbow fart brought a smile on Kanter's face. For him who is about to lose his job at this moment, this sentence must undoubtedly be the greatest encouragement to him.

However, he still has some resistance to leaving home to another unfamiliar country and starting from a lower league.

He thought for a while and said cautiously: "Sir, although I am very grateful for your appreciation, I think I may have to refuse your invitation."