football career from scratch

I really didn't expect to play an amateur half and get a bonus.

Bu Qingyun was still sighing when he went back.

But it's normal to have bonuses. Gu Peng and He Zong didn't just want to break a sweat in this match. Peng gave a little more, and the others had no objections.

"Is this not illegal?" Bu Qingyun asked when leaving.

He really didn't know whether it was illegal to play football or gamble, but Gu Peng said very bluntly: "In theory, it is, but who cares about you, it's all voluntary. It’s not considered gambling, let alone this, we can also be regarded as promoting a national movement.”

"You are right."

"What is our little money? There are too many people playing football in Ningshui... Those who play underground football are said to be the ones who gamble big. They are all private bets made by some relatively large companies. A game is worth tens of thousands of yuan. What?" Gu Peng finally said.

Bu Qingyun didn't care about the underground football that Gu Peng said. Today's game is not a serious game. For him, it doesn't even count as a warm-up. It's just that he encounters football again every few days. He just felt happy.

What makes him even more happy is the 1000 yuan bill in his arms-at least the food expenses for the next week have been settled. Although the income of working in Gu Peng's company is not bad, but for a person like him who needs food For someone who is very tall, there is only enough for him to eat. Since he wants to save for the next tuition fee, he naturally has to earn some extra money.

"Well, it seems that I have to play in future matches, but depending on what the boss wants, I will be called to play football in the future."

Bu Qingyun thought this way, playing wild ball for several hours was not a burden for him. You must know that although he only played for less than half of the time just now, it has been more than half an hour, but Bu Qingyun didn't sweat much. out, but feel relaxed and happy.

Such a day will always make people feel very happy.

After returning to the rental house, Bu Qingyun hummed a song, quickly prepared the meal, and then finished the meal with the Fu family's father and daughter, then went back to his small room, closed the door, and fell asleep peacefully one night.

This was the most comfortable night he slept since he left the base—I don't know if it was because of the 1000 yuan in his arms, or because he encountered football again today.

This keeps him in a good mood the next morning when he wakes up to make deliveries.

However, when he finished delivering the goods and came back to park the electric car and waited for Gu Peng to pay him his salary, Bu Qingyun found that his colleagues were all looking at him with strange eyes.

Bu Qingyun didn't pay attention at first, but when everyone passing by him looked up at him more and more, Bu Qingyun, who was originally very calm, began to feel a little surprised.

"What's the matter?" Bu Qingyun couldn't help asking Xiao Zhao who he knew best.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Zhao asked in confusion.

"What are you all looking at me for? I don't have any flowers on my face." Bu Qingyun said.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that your performance yesterday made us feel very strange." Xiao Zhao replied.

"Why is it strange, didn't you win the ball?" Bu Qingyun asked.

"It's only strange if you win the ball. You look like that on the court. Everyone will say that you did not perform well, but you just helped us score three goals as soon as you came on the court. Do you think it is strange?" Xiao Zhao explained.

"What's so strange about this is that you can't see it because your level is too low. At my level, ordinary people really can't see it." Bu Qingyun said disapprovingly.

The others collectively "cut" and Mao Tou, who was still wearing bandages on his feet, immediately added: "You are just lucky."

Bu Qingyun chuckled and didn't answer.

His attitude was even more sarcasm than sarcasm, and Mao Tou was even angrier when he saw it-but he didn't play that game after all, so he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, Gu Peng rushed in waving a piece of paper in his hand.

"What's wrong with the boss, is there a dog chasing you?" Bu Qingyun asked.

"How do you talk? My speed is already fast." Gu Peng glared at Bu Qingyun, then turned his head with a smile on his face: "Good news, that guy He Zong is still not convinced, and invites us to play another game .”

"Then kick it, who is afraid of whom." Da Liu said with a smile.

Others also nodded. As companies in the same wholesale market, the two sides know each other well. Gu Peng's Feipeng Wholesale Company and He Zong's Shenlong Wholesale Company are both relatively large businesses in this wholesale market, although there is no conflict. , but the bosses of the two sides are not used to each other, and even the employees are not used to each other. Fighting is not allowed in modern society, and it is normal to compare it with football.

In the last game, they still won the game when they were behind by two goals, which made the Feipeng team feel very happy.

"Yeah, we can't stop them if they want to get a lottery." Gu Peng said with a smile: "It's probably because he lost too badly in the last game. This time he also raised the money he bet with us. Let's bet 2 yuan."

As soon as I said this, I immediately felt a little awkward. Although I usually gamble, it is only a few thousand yuan for fun. After winning, I can divide a few hundred yuan, which is basically eating and drinking. If I lose, the boss Gu Peng will pay for it. Even if they will be exhausted to death, these young men don't care, but now, this is [-]!
If they win, seven people can share more than 2000 yuan per person, and their monthly salary is only three to four thousand yuan, and they can win more than half a month's salary in one game!

But if you lose... the boss loses money, and losing to He Zong will definitely not feel much better.

The boss is in a bad mood, and they have to be careful when they do things. I don't know when the boss's anger will disappear-how tiring!
"Don't worry, as long as you work hard, when have I ever blamed you?" Gu Peng said with a smile.

After hearing this, the others were relieved.

"No problem, let's get rid of them!" Gu Peng's employees waved their fists and shouted, including Mao Tou who was still on crutches.

His injury was actually not serious, but he healed faster with crutches.

Gu Peng nodded in satisfaction, and then saw Bu Qingyun sitting next to him, arranging a pack of snacks, as if he was not interested in what he said at all...

"Bu Qingyun, remember to go when the time comes." After thinking about it, Gu Peng said that although he won the last game for no reason, he still won after all. He may not be able to tell what level Bu Qingyun is, but now the company is playing There are only seven people on the ball. If there are more than one person, the predicament that only six people can play if someone can't come will not appear again.

"Okay." Bu Qingyun didn't talk nonsense this time, but nodded.

Gu Peng nodded in satisfaction, waved his fist, and went out again. Judging by his excited look, it seemed that he was going to meet a beautiful woman instead of playing football with He Zong in a few days.

"Hey..." Bu Qingyun originally wanted to say that you haven't given me the boss's salary today, but Gu Peng disappeared all of a sudden, and Bu Qingyun had no choice but to let go. Like when he first came here, if he didn't get paid every day, he would have to go hungry.

"Why is the boss so excited?" Bu Qingyun asked curiously.

"You don't know? Oh, yes, you don't."

Liu, the oldest in the company, nodded: "Our boss and He Zong have been friends for 30 years..."

"...The boss seems to be in his 30s?" Bu Qingyun asked after a moment of silence.

"Yes, they have known each other since kindergarten, and grew up wearing crotch pants together." Da Liu replied.

"Fat boy? Why do I look like an enemy?" Bu Qingyun still didn't understand.

"Isn't it normal for Fa Xiao to be an enemy? They weren't enemies in the first place. The two grew up together. They had a good relationship before. The fault is that they didn't get into college after graduating from high school." Da Liu continued. .

Bu Qingyun became more and more confused. What does not going to college have to do with this?Did the two hold each other back during the college entrance examination?

"If you don't go to university, you can only go out to hang out. Originally, the two of you partnered in the wholesale business, and it was quite big." Da Liu continued.

"Oh, there was a conflict in doing business, so they parted ways?" Bu Qingyun asked.

"That's not true, but...they met our current proprietress together at that time." Da Liu shook his head.

"That's my sister." Glasses interjected.

"Oh... Could it be that He Zong has always been secretly in love with the boss, but the boss was snatched away by the lady boss, and He Zong hated him because of his love?" Bu Qingyun asked enthusiastically.

"...Young man, there is something wrong with your thinking." Da Liu was silent for a while, then said.

Bu Qingyun chuckled: "Just kidding...that's the competition between love rivals, and then our boss won?"

"That's right." Da Liu nodded.

"It's unbelievable." Bu Qingyun sighed and said, although He Zong is also a big man, he can be regarded as handsome, so why did he lose to the fat guy Gu Peng?
"You can't say this in front of the boss." Da Liu laughed loudly: "So later, the two parties split up and did their own things, and they both did well. He Zong also found another wife and got married. But this anger can’t be dissipated, we have to fight for everything, except for business, in fact, there is nothing to fight for, the customers are basically fixed, so the real competition is football.”

"Anyway, let's just do it. The competition will be three days later. I'll be fine by then. Watch me beat them!" Maotou said arrogantly.

"Well, with you running in the midfield, our offense and defense will be much stronger." Xiao Ma nodded.

"What position do you play?" Bu Qingyun asked.

"Defensive midfielder! I'm fierce in my fight." Maotou patted himself on the chest.

"Ah, not bad." Bu Qingyun nodded.

"That's right, Mao Tou is our midfielder. This kid is desperate to play football. If he wasn't there that day, we wouldn't be so passive." Da Liu nodded.

Maotou snorted, with a look of pride on his face.