Gijón, Maleo training base, corridor outside the club chairman's office.
Li Ang did not immediately knock on the door to enter. He stood in the corridor and looked outside through the glass window. The trees were green and he could see the birds flying by. The sky was blue and the air was fresh. Everything in Maleo in April was full of vitality and greenery.
It was already April. He had been here for nearly five months.
Li Ang was a little emotional.
He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and opened it. It was empty. Li Ang shook his head and smiled. He had changed a lot in the past four months. He still remembered when he first came to Maleo, he went to the chairman's office to meet the old Mr. Arango. The latter invited him to smoke a cigar, but Li Ang declined. At that time, Li Ang almost did not even touch cigarettes. Now, three or four months later, he had started smoking cigarettes. Although he was not addicted to cigarettes, he habitually smoked one every day before he thought about things. Basically, he would smoke five or six cigarettes a day.
Li Ang was choosing his words carefully. He knew that the transfer power was the most important power for any team. It was quite difficult for a manager to control the transfer power. Unless you had the prestige and power of Manchester United's godfather, Ferguson, it was almost impossible. Arsenal's manager, Wenger's position in Arsenal had reached a height that many managers could not reach. However, Arsenal's transfer power was not entirely in Wenger's hands. The 'Professor's' recruitment had to be discussed many times with the club's senior management. Everything was based on the interests of the Arsenal club's shareholders. Competitive factors were secondary. This was what many Arsenal fans later complained about Wenger.
The club's chairman, Mr. Manuel Arango, had always supported Li Ang's work. However, Li Ang could not guarantee that the chairman would not support him when he tried to get his hands on the transfer power.
In addition, there was also the club's general manager, Mr. Arroyd. Generally speaking, the club's transfer power was in the hands of the general manager. If Li Ang wanted to seize the transfer power, it seemed very likely that there would be a conflict with the general manager, Arroyd, and Arroyd had always supported Li Ang. Now, if Li Ang wanted to take the most important transfer power away from Arroyd, the two sides would have different interests and it was not known if they could still maintain the original friendly relationship.
*****
"I remember you don't smoke." A voice sounded beside Li Ang.
Li Ang turned around and saw the club chairman, Mr. Arango, standing behind him. Beside the old Arango, the beautiful Venita winked at him.
"Uh …" Li Ang shrugged and put away the empty cigarette box. "I smoke a few cigarettes when I'm thinking."
"Ha, I told you, you can't leave that thing in the future." Old Arango patted Li Ang's shoulder. "Do you want me to give you a few boxes of cigars, the best in Cuba?"
"Of course, it's an honor." Li Ang pretended to be happy. This was the second time old Arango had offered to give him a cigar, so he couldn't refuse. Moreover, Li Ang subconsciously thought that he might really need this thing in the future. Oh, blasted tobacco!
Old Arango was very happy that Li Ang was willing to taste the cigars together. He was excited to find a like-minded friend.
It was like an alcoholic meeting a drinking buddy; a chess addict feeling the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent was the same feeling.
Li Ang looked at Venita. The girl was wearing a white T-shirt, a light blue denim skirt, and white Lefoux shoes. She looked fresh and pleasant, like a spring breeze. Her sunny smile was as beautiful as the weather.
"Mr. Chairman, I have something to talk to you about," Li Ang said.
"Just in time, I have something to talk to you about too," Old Arango said.
Li Ang understood. He guessed that it was about the offers. Sporting de Gijón's financial situation was terrible. Li Ang was now worried that old Arango was "short-sighted" and had the idea of selling the players to fill the account.
Li Ang made up his mind that he would try his best to stop and argue. He would not allow any damage to the team that he had just built. Not even the other party's chairman, because Li Ang knew that his vision and grasp of the future could be said to be the best in football today. He was right!
Li Ang followed old Arango into the chairman's office, and Venita's little hand gently touched Li Ang's arm. Li Ang looked over, and the girl winked at him.
What did she mean? Li Ang was a little confused.
Then he saw Venita follow into the office, which made Li Ang frown. He wanted to talk to old Arango about something. There might be some possible differences and quarrels. It was not suitable for Venita to stay here on this occasion.
"Venita stays," old Arango said. "What we're going to talk about today is related to her."
Li Ang was stunned …
*****
China, Beijing, Central TV Headquarters.
Chen Wenqiang, the director of the Central TV Sports Channel's "World Football," was busy with his program team. They were preparing to do the latest episode of "World Football," which would be broadcast in the evening.
"I don't think this one will work. Trezeguet's goal is more beautiful."
"Why not? Elber's goal was so beautiful. He turned around and hit the goal. The goalkeeper was stunned. "
The members of the two program teams disagreed on whether to choose Trezeguet's goal or Elber's goal to be among the top ten best goals.
This was because they had already decided on nine of the top ten best goals. There was only one position left. The two people had different choices, so naturally, there would be a dispute.
"Director Chen, you decide." One of them also felt that arguing like this was not a solution. It was better to ask the leader to make the decision.
Director Chen Wenqiang stared at the computer screen and looked at the two goals again. At the same time, he compared them in his mind. In the end, he decided to choose Elber's goal.
"Elber's goal!" Chen Wenqiang said decisively.
"Ha, Director Chen is wise," the person who insisted on using Elber's goal shouted happily.
Trezeguet's supporters accepted the result gloomily. "Xiao Jiang, don't be so happy. I'll win next time."
"We'll talk about that next time," Xiao Jiang shouted proudly.
Chen Wenqiang looked at this scene and smiled. He did not mind. It was normal for young people to fight. With these two young people in the program, it was a lot livelier.
Just then, Duan Xuan pushed the door open and entered. He was sweating and looked very anxious.
"Xiao Duan? What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? "Chen Wenqiang asked in surprise. His impression of Duan Xuan was that he was a very stable young man.
"Director Chen, the top ten goals haven't been decided yet, right?" Duan Xuan asked, panting heavily.
"It's just been decided. It hasn't been recorded yet," Chen Wenqiang said.
"That's good, that's good." Duan Xuan took a glass of water from Xiao Jiang and drank it in one gulp. Then, he handed over a USB drive. "Director Chen, look at this goal, look at this goal!"
Duan Xuan said excitedly.
PS: Third update. I'm begging for a monthly ticket, a subscription, a tip, all kinds of requests. I wish everyone a happy family.
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