The Sporting de Gijón club president, Manuel Arango, treated the team to a meal in a hotel near the El Molino Stadium.
It was a mid-range hotel.
However, the players were still very happy. On one hand, they knew that the club's current financial situation was not very good. On the other hand, the president treated them to a meal. The important thing was not where the meal was, but the meal itself.
This showed that the president was quite satisfied with the team's victory and was very satisfied with the team's performance.
This was an extremely rare treatment!
For the players who had not won for three months, they had almost forgotten the last time the president treated them to a meal.
Manuel Arango raised his glass to congratulate the team on their great victory.
He also expressed his belief that the team would continue to achieve good results under Li Ang's leadership. He believed that the team's future would get better and better.
Obviously, the old Arango this time, on the one hand, was to encourage the players and praise them for their great victory. On the other hand, he wanted to support Li Ang: I am very optimistic about him, I support him!
This made the players, who had already begun to accept Li Ang, even less likely to have any thoughts about him.
The manager had the ability, the skills, and the support of the club president. As long as they were not fools, they would know that they should unite around the new manager, Li Ang, and work hard to play.
Later, Li Ang let the players see his strength at the wine table. The players came over to toast him, and he did not refuse any of them. He gave the players enough face.
The wine table was a place to enhance relationships. This was a universal truth.
They were afraid of Li Ang's iron fist, acknowledged his ability, and now were "conquered" by Li Ang's forthrightness at the wine table. Their relationship with the China manager was suddenly a lot closer.
Old Arango was very happy. The old man was a little drunk.
"You guys continue," Li Ang said to the players. "Tomorrow morning, we have half a day off!"
"Hooray!" Hearing the manager say so, everyone cheered.
"However, don't be late for the afternoon training. Otherwise, I won't be lenient." Li Ang didn't forget to warn these guys in the end.
Li Ang sent Arongo Sr. off. At the same time, he also said goodbye. After all, he was the manager. With him around, the players naturally could not enjoy themselves to the fullest.
*****
After sending old Arango to the car, Li Ang was about to leave when Mr. President stopped him. "Let me drive you."
Li Ang did not refuse. He bent over and got into the car. Then, the driver slowly started the car.
"I'm really happy today." Old Arango patted Li Ang's shoulder and said happily, "I haven't been this happy in a long time. I'm very satisfied with this match."
Li Ang smiled and looked at old Arango. After coming to Gihon, Li Ang slowly learned about the team. He also knew that Mr. President had poured his heart and soul into the team. He admired Manuel Arango very much. This was an old man who put all his energy and money into the team, hoping that the team could restore its glory.
"Don't worry, Mr. President. You will see a different Sporting de Gijón!" Li Ang said. This was also a guarantee. Li Ang was indebted to old Arango for recognizing his talent. After he was kicked out of Real Madrid, he took him in. Now, he entrusted him with an important task and gave him the opportunity to coach the First Team. Li Ang had to be grateful.
"Have you been in contact with Venita recently?" Old Arango suddenly asked.
"No!" Li Ang was stunned. Why did he suddenly ask this? At the same time, the shadow of the beautiful and lively girl appeared in his mind.
He remembered that rainy day in Madrid. He was so embarrassed, like a stray dog. He met that girl, followed behind the beautiful Venita, and then met old Arango. The old man thought there was something going on between the two of them, and he was angry … It was quite awkward at that time.
Old Arango heard Li Ang's answer and did not say anything. Li Ang looked again and saw that the old man had fallen asleep.
"Mr. President hasn't been so happy in a long time," said the driver who was driving.
Li Ang nodded. He could see that old Arango was really happy and then drank a few more glasses. The old man was emotional and with the effect of alcohol, he was now hungover.
At this time, Li Ang's cell phone rang. He saw the caller ID and was stunned at first. Then he remembered who it was and pressed the answer button.
The call was from the taxi driver Li Ang knew, who was also a loyal Sporting de Gijón fan, Bader Kurey.
After answering and listening to the words on the other side, Li Ang was surprised.
"Where are you?" After hearing the address, Li Ang nodded. "I'll be there in a while."
"I'm not going home yet." Li Ang said to the driver, "Please take me to the North Bar. Do you know this place? "
"Of course." The driver was a middle-aged man. He nodded. "It's the biggest bar in Gijón and the largest gathering place for our fans."
It was not far from the North Bar, so they arrived soon.
Li Ang got out of the car and told the driver to take good care of old Arango. He sent Mr. President home and then gently closed the door.
The car slowly started again, and then the drunk old Arango rubbed his temples, opened his eyes and sat up.
The driver did not seem to be surprised by all this.
How could a club chairman and an old fox in the business world be so weak? How could he easily get drunk in front of his team's subordinates?
"Pater." Old Arango said, "What do you think of Li?"
"He's a very good young man." Pater said, "I've heard your story about him. He's a man who can unswervingly pursue his dream and endure hardships. He's a very good young man."
"Yes, yes, a very good young man." Old Arango muttered to himself and closed his eyes again.
*****
At this time, Li Ang walked to the door of the North Bar, but he first took out his phone and dialed a number.
The call was to Alice.
"Are you home yet?" Li Ang asked. The stadium was full of people, and it was night time. Li Ang was naturally worried about Alice's safety.
"Yes, I'm home." Alice received a call from Li Ang, and her voice sounded very happy.
"Did you see it?" Hearing the girl's voice, Li Ang was always in a good mood.
"I saw it." Alice nodded her small head vigorously, "So handsome!"
"Of course." Li Ang smiled, "Don't you know who I am?"
Then he heard the girl giggling, and then there was a buzzing sound.
"My brother called," Alice said.
"This kid, I'll let him practice more tomorrow." Li Ang muttered. Carlos, that kid, was always on guard against him, fearing that he would do something to his sister. This time, he was here, but the call came again.
Alice smiled even more happily, and then the two said goodnight to each other and ended the call.
Li Ang shook his head. He drank a little too much today, and he had a headache.
*****
After entering the bar, Li Ang stood there and looked around. There were people everywhere, and everyone was raising their glasses and gulping down alcohol. It was very refreshing to watch.
It was very noisy and very lively.
There were too many people. He did not see Bader Kurey, so he was about to call him.
At this moment, the noisy bar suddenly quieted down.
It was so quiet that it was a little scary.
Li Ang was startled and wanted to see what had happened.
Then he heard a loud voice shouting, "Let us welcome a distinguished guest, he is —"
"— Li!" Countless people roared, and then there was a burst of enthusiastic applause, cheers, and whistles.
"Cheers, to Li!" the loud voice shouted.
Countless people raised their glasses and faced the direction of the entrance where Li Ang was.
"Cheers, to you!"
Seeing this sudden scene, Li Ang was stunned. There was a warm current surging in his chest. His nose was sour, and his eyes were a little dry …
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