In order to make Ribéry believe that he was not a liar, Li Ang only used one sentence.
Li Ang said in a rather sarcastic tone, "What do you have for me to cheat you of? Do you have money? "
Then, Mr. Franck Ribéry hung his head and admitted the fact that he really had nothing for the man in front of him to cheat him of. At the very least, he could not afford to wear this man's suit and leather shoes.
"Are you really the manager of a Segunda División B club?" Ribéry asked. This time, the reason for asking this question was different from before. It was purely because he was very surprised.
He had never heard of a Chinese manager in European football, let alone a team in the second division of Spanish football.
"It's the real deal." Li Ang said.
Ribéry shook his head and still felt that it was unbelievable.
For the time being, Li Ang let Ribéry 'selectively believe' him. Then, together with Banderas and Ribéry, they took a taxi to Ribéry's residence.
Usually, Ribéry would not be willing to call a taxi. He would choose to take the bus or even run back to save money and exercise. This time, Li Ang offered to pay the fare.
When they arrived at the community where Ribéry lived, it was a very old community. To be exact, it was also the poorest community in the area. Only some poor people and immigrants lived here. There was no other reason than the cheap rent. It was this cheap rent that made Ribéry's heart ache every time he paid the rent.
"This damn place costs me 150 euros a month," Ribéry complained as he led the way in front. "The owners are all blood-sucking salamanders."
Li Ang translated Ribéry's words to Banderas in a low voice. The latter was also amused.
*****
Ribéry's residence was on the first floor of the innermost house in the community.
"Dear, I'm back," Ribéry shouted before they reached the door.
"Thank you for your hard work, dear." A woman's voice came from inside. "I made mutton pie today. You can eat it in a while."
"Haha, I can't wait any longer," Ribéry shouted into the kitchen and then invited Li Ang and Banderas in.
The living room only had an old sofa, a glass coffee table, and an old television. However, it was very clean. The coffee table was bright, and the television was covered by a curtain. The floor had been mopped, and one could still smell the faint smell of water that had just been mopped.
Ribéry skillfully poured a glass of water for Li Ang and Banderas, and then sat down, looking very serious.
"Now, let me formally introduce myself. I am a Chinese. I am now the manager of Sporting de Gijón in the Spanish Segunda División. My name is Li Ang. You can call me Li," Li Ang said, "The purpose of my visit this time is very simple. I want to invite you to join my team."
Ribéry now believed in Li Ang's identity. Of course, if Li Ang was older, or a European, Ribéry would be more convinced of Li Ang's identity as a manager.
Sporting de Gijón? A team in Spain? Where in Spain is it? Alright, I didn't care about that. At the very least, this was a Segunda División B team, which was much stronger than the French Third Division team that I was currently in. However, the question was, how did they know about a nobody like me, and even specifically came from Spain to find me?
It wasn't that Ribéry wasn't confident enough. It was just that this matter sounded too magical.
*****
While Ribéry's imagination was running wild.
"Mr. Ribéry." Li Ang did not hear Ribéry's response, so Li Ang reminded him.
"Ah … Ah …" Ribéry came back to his senses. "I'm sorry, sir. I just think it's too amazing. You came to France from Spain just to sign me. You know, it sounds … "
"It sounds incredible, doesn't it?" Li Ang asked.
Ribéry nodded.
"So, Mr. Ribéry, do you think you have the ability to play in the Segunda División?" Li Ang asked with interest.
"Of course —" Ribéry immediately answered affirmatively. Then he looked at Li Ang and smiled embarrassedly. "Of course I have confidence in myself, but I don't know what you think. After all, I can only play in the French Third Division at most."
"I believe in my own vision." Li Ang said, "I've seen you play. Your stage should not be in the French Third Division. You should have a broader stage."
Ribéry looked at Li Ang. He did not know if this person was telling the truth or not. He did not know if this person had really watched his game. But he liked to hear this.
"Are you interested in listening to a story?" Li Ang asked suddenly.
"Ah — Ah — Of course." Ribéry was stunned. He did not understand what this person meant and why he suddenly wanted to tell a story. But he still nodded.
"I came to the position of the First Team manager from the position of the reserve team three months ago. When I took over the team …"
Li Ang talked about the first game he led, where he reversed the situation and eliminated Aravis.
"You're in the top four?!" Ribéry exclaimed.
Li Ang told the story of a veteran player named Michael Pihra.
"That's great," Ribéry exclaimed. "This is an old guy worthy of respect."
Li Ang talked about how they eliminated Real Zaragoza and reached the final of the Copa del Rey.
Ribéry's eyes widened. His eyes were full of brilliance.
Finally, Li Ang told the story of what happened at the Bernabéu stadium four days ago.
*****
"You, you beat Real Madrid?" Ribéry stood up suddenly. His eyes were full of disbelief.
Banderas was shocked when he saw Ribéry suddenly stand up. He asked Li Ang what happened. Li Ang explained it in Spanish. Then Banderas laughed. Yes, he was in the stands at the Bernabéu. He saw his beloved Real Madrid lose to Sporting de Gijón, led by his good friend. His shock was even stronger than this.
"Of course." Li Ang then smiled and said to Ribéry, "We just won the Copa del Rey."
Li Ang saw that Ribéry was still shocked. He added, "So, although we still need to play in the Segunda División next season, we are qualified to play in the UEFA Europa League!"
The young Chinese man in front of him had coached the Segunda División team for three months. According to his words, he had led the team to achieve such an incredible change.
Moreover, they had just defeated Real Madrid!
They won the Copa del Rey!!
Next season, they were qualified to play in the UEFA Europa League!!!
Ribéry's breathing quickened. He stared at Li Ang, as if he wanted to see if this person was bragging.
He should not be bragging. Such a big thing, as long as he looked it up on the Internet or went to the newspaper, he would be able to find the news.
Then, Ribéry looked at Li Ang with an even more shocked expression. If what this person said was true, then this young Chinese coach in front of him was too amazing!!
And this Sporting de Gijón club, for him, was simply a stage that he had never dreamed of!
This should be true. As this person said, there was nothing to lie about … Ribéry thought.
"Sir, are you sure you are here to invite me to join your team?" Ribéry asked solemnly. "A team that has just defeated Real Madrid and is going to play in the UEFA Europa League next season?"
At this time, his wife, Vasilba, came out with a plate of mutton patties overflowing with meat …
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