From the Country Team To the Rich

Back in the office, Zhang Xian said to Mary, "There will be a meeting at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, and the heads of all departments will be present."

"Okay, I'll let them know."

"Okay, let's stop here today."

After dismissing Mary, Zhang Xian also began to think about it. Since he took office earlier, and the game will officially start in August, he has a month to understand and 'reform' the team.

Of course, before that, he needs to first understand the various contradictions and problems of this team.

There are written information on the club's situation on the desktop, but Zhang Xian doesn't believe it at all. After all, this kind of written report exists for the sake of looking good, and it can't reflect any problems at all.

Compared with written information, he prefers seeing is believing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xian got up and was about to leave the office.

The finance and director's offices are opposite. When the door was open, Mary saw Zhang Xian standing up and couldn't help shouting, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Xian walked out of the office door and said with a smile, "Work!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Mary's suspicious expression, she walked out of the office building.

Walking out of the club, you will see a peaceful small village.

Hoffenheim Village covers a small area. From south to north, two cigarettes can be used to walk. There are about 3,000 people in the entire village, most of whom are elderly.

The whole village is filled with quiet and peaceful atmosphere...

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xian couldn't help stretching his waist, and said with emotion: "It's really a place without passion!"

Zhang Xian spent the whole afternoon wandering around.

Although Hoffenheim is not big and there is nothing to watch, the biggest attraction is the pasture of Old Dink's family in the north.

The entire village is run through by a main road, and the structure of the village is quite simple, which is also in line with the rigorous style of the Germans.

Walking back and forth along the main road twice, Zhang Xian talked to many people.

Perhaps the lack of fun in the rural life drove these elderly people crazy. A stranger communicated with them, which made them quite happy.

Of course, Zhang Xian did not disclose his identity as the new sports director of the team. He hoped to understand the team from the side.

From everyone's dictation and communication, Zhang Xian gradually got to know this team, and because of this understanding, he felt quite a headache.

Hoffenheim's "fans" feel very Buddhist. They don't have any objections to being in the seventh-tier league. As long as they are not relegated, it is fine for them.

Zhang Xian found it quite difficult to cooperate with the rural situation with a peaceful attitude.

After all, this team lacks an upward momentum.

It is worth noting that last season, Hoffenheim was in the relegation zone of the seventh tier league, and in the relegation battle, these 'old fans' proudly announced that they ushered in a difficult game at home. A draw, and finally completed the task of relegation by virtue of the goal difference.

For this reason, Zhang Xian specifically inquired about this relegation battle, and the results of the inquiry made him feel even more helpless.

If the opponent is a strong team in the league, that's fine. Not only is it not a strong team, but it is also the fourth from the bottom in the league, which is the weakest team outside the three relegation teams.

This game, Zhang Xian felt that he could imagine it, it was definitely a wonderful 'chicken pecking'!

In addition to the game, Zhang Xian also wants to know other aspects, such as fans' opinions on the team, etc...

But the fans are surprisingly satisfied with the team, or in other words, don't care much at all?

Under such circumstances, the difficulty of Zhang Xian's work has skyrocketed.

Wandering on the main road again, Zhang Xian rubbed his brows, looking for the next conversation target.

Before he knew it, Zhang Xian came to the entrance of a bar.

The bar is an old fashioned bar,

There are no flashing neon lights, there are two wine barrels at the door, and the words 'Brave Bar' are hung above the door.

After shopping for more than an hour, Zhang Xian also felt his throat was dry, so he went in.

The light in the bar is dim, and the few remaining windows shine into the sunlight, but the lighting is obviously not good.

After entering the door, you can see the bar counter, where an elderly man is sitting alone and taking a nap.

There are several tables and chairs on both sides, but there is no one at the moment.

The sound of leather shoes rubbing against the ground woke up the dozing old man.

The old man was sleepy and his nose was a little red. He was obviously a senior alcoholic.

The old man looked up at Zhang Xian, then smiled and said, "Unknown guest, what do you need?"

Zhang Xian went directly to the stage and sat down, threw out a 5 Euro coin, and said, "A glass of dark beer!"

The old man glanced at the coins on the table, smiled and said, "I treat you with this cup."

Zhang Xian looked at the other party in surprise, and saw the old man pour himself a glass and said; "It's hard to meet strangers here, especially young people, either club staff or players, you obviously It's the former."

Zhang Xian asked interestingly, "Why do you say that?"

"The club is too poor, we can't afford players. In fact, we haven't seen any new faces for a long time, and what's more..." The old man looked Zhang Xian up and down, and said with a smile, "You are too thin."

Zhang Xian nodded, his figure was on the thin side for normal people.

Zhang Xian raised his wine glass and said, "Zhang Xian, Chinese."

The old man raised his glass with a smile and said, "Tom Lawrence."

The two took a sip of wine, and Lawrence asked, "Why do you come here? Don't young people yearn for big cities?"

Zhang Xian rubbed his wine glass and said, "Perhaps, I prefer the tranquility of the countryside."

"Hehe..." Lawrence obviously didn't believe it. He said, "Leave if you have the chance. This place is not suitable for young people. This is a place without passion."

Zhang Xian said: "Football represents passion. Hoffenheim has its own team."

"What's the use of that?" Lawrence shook his head and said, "We are just entertaining ourselves. For a team that is in the seventh tier and has been relegated every year, who would believe that she has a future."

jingle!

The wind chime rang, and with the sound of the door opening, a figure holding a red plastic bucket appeared at the door.

"Good Lawrence, if you are willing to subsidize us 10 euros, I will pray to God to make your body healthier."

With a smile on his face, Ivan bowed his waist slightly and said.

Lawrence pointed at Ivan and cursed with a smile: "If you didn't know you, you would definitely be misunderstood as a tramp."

Ivan shrugged and said, "I don't mind, as long as I can get a generous reward from you."

"Take it!"

Lawrence threw out a coin, and Ivan took it and threw it skillfully into the red plastic bucket.

Immediately, he subconsciously shouted at Zhang Xian: "This..."

Ivan froze for a moment, then immediately turned and left.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xian frowned slightly and took another sip of his drink, and said to Lawrence, "Perhaps, you can look forward to the future of the Meteor team!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Lawrence's confused expression, Zhang Xian chased after Ivan directly.

Outside the bar, Ivan is still wandering around...

Ivan's image is very humble, with a slightly bent waist, holding a red plastic bucket in both hands, and smiling at every villager who comes and goes.

He has a standard catchphrase for everyone who passes by.

"The club needs your support!"

It's just that the slogan was shouted, but it might not be possible to receive the money. Some people chose to ignore it, and some people had no choice but to take out some change and put it in the bucket.

For those who donate generously, Ivan will sincerely thank them.

"Thank you for your support. The money will be used where it is needed. The money will also equip the young players. You know, they are our future. They..."

The lady waved her hand impatiently and interrupted: "Stop your compliments, these old-fashioned words make me feel boring."

Ivan smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry."

The wife shook her head helplessly and said, "I will continue to support you. You are the only team here. However, I hope you can win a few more games. After all, we only won 9 games last season."

Ivan lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly, but after a while, he raised his head again and said with a smile on his face: "We will do our best."

The lady left, and Ivan continued to wander the streets, looking for someone to tip.

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded.

'Ping'!

Then something fell into the bucket.

Ivan looked down and found that there was an extra 50 coin in the bucket of 10 Euro coins.

"grateful....."

Looking up, Ivan's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at Zhang Xian, who was leaning against the street lamp, showing a helpless expression. He still remembered this new face he just met this morning.

After all, Hoffenheim rarely presents such new faces.

Ivan smiled brightly and said, "Thank you for your reward."

Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "I want to know how long 50 Euros can buy you?"

Ivan stretched out five fingers and said, "Five minutes."

"Talk?"

......．

The two came to a coffee shop and ordered two coffees respectively.

The waiter served the coffee, and Ivan skillfully took out a small spoon, scooped up a few spoonfuls of milk, and then asked, "How many spoonfuls do you want?"

Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "I don't want it."

Ivan smiled and said, "It seems that I need to work harder."

"Why do you say that?"

"In coffee culture, a person who doesn't like milk and sugar represents meanness."

Zhang Xian didn't speak, just stared at him like this, which made the latter feel uncomfortable, and said with a sneer, "I'm just joking."

Zhang Xian said: "I don't like this kind of joke."

Ivan: "..."

"So, what do you want to know from me, Mr. Superintendent!"

Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "You know me?"

He remembered that he hadn't introduced himself.

Ivan smiled and took out his mobile phone and searched the club's portal website. On the latest announcement, there appeared "information about the personnel transfer of the sports director".

Zhang Xian nodded and said, "Mary's work efficiency is very fast."

Ivan Fuyi said: "She is a girl with a sense of justice and strong work ability."

"Tell me about the situation."

Ivan took a sip of his coffee and asked again: "What do you want to know?"

"All, useful information for this club."

Ivan lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "These five minutes can't be finished."

Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "So, you have to learn how to let me know about this club within five minutes."

Ivan frowned slightly and said, "Is this a test?"

"No!" Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "However, this will become your first impression on me, and I think you know how important it is."

ha~~~~

Ivan sighed and said, "Sure enough, he likes black coffee!"

This time Zhang Xian did not refute, and said with a smile: "Please..."

In the next five minutes, Ivan unilaterally described the situation of the team, while Zhang Xian acted as a listener.

But anyone can see that the eight-character eyebrows in the center of the eyebrows are getting deeper and deeper.

Yes, things are bad at the club.

Who knows, such a poor and run-down club, how could there be so many hills, so many small circles, and so many broken things.

The first is the question of the coaching staff.

Now the titular head coach Dawid Koch is in a situation where he is being emptied.

The three Scheffl brothers and the assistant coach Bazel Wagner fought against each other.

Both of them want to compete for the position of head coach and constantly fight each other.

The locker room is a mess.

With the coaching staff unable to control the locker room, the club's star player Schneider Bach ruled. Ivan's narration was objective. In his mouth, Bach was a just, enthusiastic and brave boy.

But the contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time made Zhang Xian feel a little weird.

Finally, there is the youth team. The youth team rarely gets the qualification to enter the first team. Of course, this is Ivan's euphemism. From the data in his mouth, basically there is no such thing.

This can't help but remind Zhang Xian of the word "ball bully"!

Although Zhang Xian doesn't know much about football, he also knows that young people are the future.

A club that rejects youngsters, there is no hope.

It can be said that in just five minutes, Ivan brutally slammed a club full of leaks on Zhang Xian's face, giving him the most intuitive understanding.

Having said so much, the coffee was a little cold. Ivan raised his head and drank the coffee upside down, exhaled slowly, and said, "How is it? Is this a hopeless club?"

Ivan's tone was full of inexplicable emotions, sarcasm, helplessness, and a touch of anger?

Zhang Xian didn't say anything. He wiped his chin with one hand and looked thoughtful.

The team's situation is worse than he imagined.

And the most helpless thing is still no money!

If he has money, he can tear it down and rebuild it, or even reorganize the team. As long as the money is in place, he can do whatever he wants.

But the problem is.... no money!

Before coming here, he had read the team's financial report last year. Throughout the year, he didn't earn much in total. Most of it was used to pay wages, and he couldn't even draw out the signing funds for this season.

Ivan continued to stare at Zhang Xian. Seeing that the other party did not speak, he patted his butt and got up, saying, "Five minutes are up, and I will give you a last piece of advice, leave here early."