Molinon Stadium, Sporting de Gijón's chairman's office.
Li Ang met with the club's chairman, Mr. Manuel Arango.
Signaling Li Ang to sit down, old Arango said, "Coffee? Or tea? "
"Coffee." Li Ang stood up. "I'll do it myself."
He poured himself a cup of coffee and then glanced at old Arango. The chairman shook his head. "I don't need it."
Li Ang took a sip of coffee. "The coffee here tastes much better than the one in my office."
"Because I'm the chairman." Manuel Arango said with a smile.
Li Ang took another sip of coffee, put the coffee cup down, and sat upright.
"Can we start?" The club chairman glanced at Li Ang.
"Of course, Mr. Chairman."
It was just a greeting between friends. Now it was a conversation between the club chairman and the manager of Sporting de Gijón's B team.
"Li, I didn't expect to meet you so soon in such an occasion."
"Uh, in fact, this is not what I wanted," Li Ang said awkwardly.
"Li, I want you to give me an explanation." The chairman leaned back in his chair with a serious expression. "Early this morning, Mr. Terstegen Quillarette José Parada came to me angrily to complain about you."
"How did that gentleman complain about me?" Li Ang asked with interest.
"Maliciously throwing a tackle at a player during training and being rude to the player's parents." The chairman rubbed his temples. "Li, this is not something a manager should do."
"Yes, I was the one who did it." Li Ang nodded.
Manuel Arango looked at Li Ang in surprise. "I thought you would defend yourself."
"Why should I defend myself?" Li Ang said in surprise. "I didn't do anything wrong. There's no need to defend myself."
The chairman did not speak. He stared at Li Ang. He wanted to see what this guy could say.
"Sir, why did you ask me to come here?" Li Ang said, "My task is to lead B team to good results, and everything I do is for this purpose."
"Including the manager coming down personally and injuring the talented player that the club has high hopes for?" The chairman's mouth twitched.
"Uh." Looking at old Arango's half-smile, Li Ang's heart moved. He decided to make things clear. "Mr. Chairman, I believe you have heard about some of Francisco José Arango's behavior in B team."
Manuel Arango frowned slightly.
"The problem is not about what I did," Li Ang continued. "It's about whether what I did was helpful to the team. I believe that if the one who didn't listen to me was not that genius kid, you wouldn't have asked about it either. Because a talent is important to the team.
Manuel Arango didn't say anything, but he was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Li Ang to be so direct. Wasn't it said that Chinese people were more reserved?
"As for my rudeness to Terstegen Quillarette José Parada, I don't need to explain. I believe you know better than me what kind of person that guy is." Li Ang shrugged.
Old Arango stared at Li Ang, and the latter looked back at him without fear.
Then the two of them laughed together.
Old fox!
Little fox!
The two of them said in their hearts.
That's right. That's how it is when the matter is laid out.
How could the chairman of Sporting de Gijón, Manuel Arango, not know about the behavior of the talented players, Arango and his son? It was just that Sporting de Gijón needed such a talent, and the Maleo base also needed such a talent. They needed such a gold-plated signboard. Therefore, the chairman could tolerate all of this. Everything was for the development of the team. This was the most fundamental principle of everything.
As for Li Ang, he also directly pointed out this point. As long as he could prove that what he did could help the development of the team and was beneficial, then everything was OK.
The chairman wanted results. As long as everything was beneficial to the development of the team, it was acceptable.
In other words, in the chairman's view, Li Ang had to prove that what he did could help the team subdue this talented player, or help Parada improve. In short, there would not be any trouble. That was fine.
Based on the recognition of Li Ang's coaching results in Real Madrid's under-17 A team, the chairman still had a certain degree of trust in Li Ang. Because he later did some more detailed understanding and knew some of Li Ang's deeds when he was at Real Madrid, including the story of using harsh means to subdue the rebellious Mata.
However, old Arango did not expect that Li Ang's purpose was far from what he imagined.
"Mr. Chairman, can I ask you a question?" Li Ang said.
Manuel Arango nodded slightly.
"What is a genius?" Li Ang asked.
"Of course, he is very talented," old Arango said.
"That's right." Li Ang nodded. "The so-called genius is generally more talented than ordinary people. But, is it necessary to be a genius with good talent?"
"Hmm? Tell me, I'm listening. "Old Arango asked.
"Take Francisco José Parada as an example." Li Ang said, "I admit that he is a very talented young man. His skills are excellent and his speed is relatively fast. His ability to combine with the ball amazed me."
Old Arango heard Li Ang praise Parada and nodded. At least it showed that Li Ang had observed Parada carefully and had some confidence in the player's ability. At the same time, he was curious and wanted to hear what Li Ang would say next. Because according to this guy, there must be a 'but' twist. Li Ang must say that Parada was not a genius. He wanted to hear Li Ang's reason.
"But, I don't think Parada is a genius," Li Ang said.
Sure enough. Old Arango smiled and motioned for Li Ang to continue.
Li Ang did not speak. Instead, he took out a thick stack of documents from his briefcase and handed it to the chairman.
"What is this?" Old Arango asked in surprise.
"This is the analysis report of the seventeen games of Sporting de Gijón's B team this season. I believe these analysis data can explain a lot of problems," Li Ang said with a smile.
Data is king.
Data is proof!
This bro speaks with data.
It seems that he has been prepared for this!
After staying up all night, the Sporting de Gijón's B team manager had dark circles and red eyes. He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.
The chairman glared at him.
He pursed his lips and smiled brightly. His meaning was: Mr. Chairman, please read the report …
PS: Add the sixth chapter of the 11th. Still owe the sixth chapter of the 12th. In addition, there are six chapters that should have been written today.
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