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It was supposed to be a day of celebration, but on the way back in the evening, Qin Xiong listened to Freddy's endless complaints all the way!
"Oh, if you had an EU passport, I can guarantee that countless clubs in Europe would frantically snatch you, and the contract treatment for you would be very satisfactory!"
"Hmph, Ajax's current board of directors is too ambitious. They made a mess of the club and are too arrogant in terms of business strategy!"
"They tried to turn Ajax into the East India Company of the 18th century! A few cigars, a few bottles of brandy, a few pieces of silk and satin, a few meals of exotic delicacies, Ajax thought that with these things, they could attract the most talented players to Amsterdam. "
"Hehehe, it's time for them to wake up when Robben and Ma Kai say 'no' to them in their homeland! But they didn't! "
"Now, as long as we give you an average of one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand euros per year, we would be willing to add one year to the contract. But when Ricklink called to ask the boss above, he was actually rejected.
Qin Xiong walked back to the apartment with his hands behind his head. He was in a good mood. Freddy's complaints, in his ears, were just interesting.
For him, a weekly salary of 200 euros should be enough for the material guarantee of survival. Although, as Freddy complained, "A month's income is not even enough to go to the red-light district for three days!"
But Qin Xiong didn't care too much. He was now bent on creating his own sky in the Tree Shade World. Money was a foreign object, of course, the more the better. But his attention now, of course, couldn't be spent on haggling over every penny.
Besides, Ricklink was right.
He just passed the trial, he was nothing!
For Ajax's club, Qin Xiong was just a blank piece of paper with no contribution.
Why should he ask for more?
He should think about what Ajax would give him!
Other than money, Ajax would provide him with a good environment for growth and limited opportunities for him to stand out. The premise was that he had to work hard and have the ability to seize the opportunity!
It was not difficult for him to understand Freddy's complaints. After all, Freddy was a British football fan. From the perspective of a football fan, what he saw and heard should be some European powerhouses fighting for geniuses, spending sky-high prices to seduce players, or competing in their own country, where young geniuses were suddenly poached, and so on. Indeed, the upper echelons of the football world must be fiercely competing for talent resources.
But perhaps, at this moment, they shouldn't feel too good about themselves and think too highly of themselves. As long as they calmed down and lowered their posture, everything today was actually very beautiful.
For Qin Xiong, who used to have nothing, today was like a dream. He started to have something that belonged to him!
This was a good start.
Therefore, on the way back to the apartment, he was in the mood to enjoy the scenery.
They lived on Wardle Street, which was west of Ajax's club and led to the city center. It was an upper-middle sized community with many residents around it, but it was far from the city center and Amsterdam's tourist attractions. Overall, the living environment was more quiet and less noisy.
It was not even six o 'clock in the evening when they returned to Wardle Street. Opposite the apartment was a restaurant, and next to the restaurant was a laundromat.
Three local old men were sitting at an outdoor table outside the restaurant, chatting. When he saw the three old men, Freddy couldn't help but feel angry!
He whispered to Qin Xiong in Chinese, "They are all Zhou Bapi!"
Perhaps his description was inappropriate, but Qin Xiong could understand that Freddy was actually criticizing the three old men for being too "evil"!
Why?
The three old men were the apartment owner, the restaurant owner, and the laundromat owner!
No wonder they were not allowed to use the kitchen or the landlord's washing machine in the apartment. They were also not allowed to add their own. That was because the only space they could rent was inside the room. The public space and the bathroom were all "kindly" lent to them by the landlord!
Therefore, Qin Xiong and Freddy lived in the apartment. For convenience, they ate at the restaurant of the second old man. For laundry, they had to go to the third old man's shop.
It could be said that one tenant earned money for three families!
The landlord was called Lutmansen. He wore a pair of glasses and had a tall and thin figure. Although he was old, he gave people the impression that he was a scholar full of wisdom.
The restaurant owner was called Dekoiz. He was wide and fat with a big belly. Every time he saw him, he would be smiling. It seemed that he did not take the initiative to make any expressions. In the eyes of others, he was just smiling.
The laundromat owner was called Pieter. He paid attention to his clothes. Even in summer, he would wear a vest, shirt, and trousers. He had a deep sense of taste.
What made Freddy unhappy was that these three old men were like those well-dressed financial speculators on Wall Street. They looked generous on the outside, but in the dark, they killed people without spilling blood in the financial market.
Lutmansen noticed his two tenants. In the past few days, these two tenants often appeared to be in a hurry. For example, when Qin Xiong went out for a jog, he would run back and then go back to his room. Eating was eating, and they would not rest for a while. He did not know what they were up to.
Lutmansen pushed his glasses and said to Qin Xiong and Freddy, who were walking over with light steps, "Hey, where did you go to play?"
The work and rest schedule of these two people was completely different from that of people who had fixed jobs in the area.
Freddy was too lazy to pay attention to this stingy landlord. Qin Xiong was in a good mood. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I went to Ajax Club. Tomorrow, I will go sign a contract and become a player of Ajax."
Perhaps it was the first time in his life that he had experienced such joy and excitement. For the first time, Qin Xiong took the initiative to share his happiness with the other party, who could be called a stranger.
Lutmansen, Dekoiz, and Pieter were stunned at the same time. Lutmansen immediately asked suspiciously, "Ajax signed you? Where did you play before? "
He probably wanted to ask which club Qin Xiong played for.
Qin Xiong smiled and replied, "In China."
Although China was a football desert, for the Netherlands, which had relaxed restrictions on foreign players, there were many players who came from countries with low football standards. The locals would not be surprised where they came from. After being surprised, they would ridicule and despise them. That was too degrading. Not only did they lack the most basic respect, but they also made themselves "shameful."
Qin Xiong was surprised to see the three old men suddenly put their heads together. He did not know what they were whispering about.
"Is it China?"
"It seems so."
"My memory of what happened more than 20 years ago is really blurry."
"I remember. It is indeed China."
When they finished whispering, Lutmansen took the initiative to pull out two chairs at the table and invited Freddy and Qin Xiong to sit down.
Although Freddy was unhappy with the three old men, he did not want to refuse their face. He sat down, not knowing what they wanted to talk about.
Qin Xiong had just sat down when the potbellied Dekoiz smiled at him and said, "Haha, welcome to Ajax."
His tone was very strange. At least, that was what Qin Xiong thought. It was as if he was Ajax's boss or owner.
Freddy felt that it was normal.
The ownership of the club naturally belonged to the board of directors and shareholders. But from an emotional point of view, the club belonged to the fans, especially the local fans.
This was very common in Europe. In England, it was even more natural. The local fans had a very strong sense of ownership of the club. They supported the club from the bottom of their hearts and defended the club's honor. Whether the club went to the top or fell to the bottom, they would not choose to betray it. This was a kind of belief.
"What are you talking about?"
Qin Xiong was very curious about what they were whispering about.
All he could hear was that it seemed to revolve around "China."
Peter stared at Qin Xiong seriously and said, "We remember. In the history of Ajax, there was a player who was also Chinese. Maybe in the history of Ajax, you are the second Chinese player."
Freddy frowned and asked, "How come I don't think I've heard of a player from China playing for Ajax?"
Lutman immediately waved his hand and said, "No, no, no. He is Chinese, but his nationality is the Netherlands. He played for the Dutch national team. Although he didn't play for a long time, he played for Ajax more than twenty years ago. He is a memory that belongs to us fans."
"Ah? A Chinese player. What's his name? "
Even though Freddy knew a lot about European football, this was the first time he had heard of a Chinese player in the history of Dutch football. Moreover, he was able to play for the Dutch national team!
Lutmansen rubbed his temples, as if he was racking his brain to say that person's name.
"Uh, his name is Tscheu-La-Ling. The Chinese fans call him Zhou Na Lin."
After a special understanding, Freddy and Qin Xiong found out that the Chinese player who had played for Ajax, wore the number 9 shirt, and learned from the father of all offense and defense, Michels, was called Lin Qiuli.
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