The Godfather of Greenery

Chapter 223 Brick mover
Boulogne-sur-Mer, a city located in the northwest of France, is the largest fishing port in France, separated from the UK by the English Channel.

The sea water enters Boulogne from the English Channel and divides the city into east and west parts. The east is the residential and commercial area, the west is the port and cargo area, and the west is Le Portelle and Matro, both of which have Where the rich live.

Although Boulogne's economy has not been very good in recent years, there are more and more rich people. These foreigners buy land and build villas in this city, buy yachts, and stop at the port, connecting the east and west of Boulogne. Looking at the bridge in the urban area, the white flowers are all rich people's toys and yachts.

Therefore, many young people in Boulogne do not like these outsiders. They all think that these outsiders have robbed the locals of their opportunities, land that belonged to them, and opportunities to make a fortune that belonged to them. They even snatched away the most beautiful women here.

Therefore, some people are arrested almost every day for throwing stones at rich people's yachts, but people here don't think it is a crime at all. On the contrary, many people feel that they dare to throw stones at yachts. All of them are heroes and men.

"Guys, look, the Brownies have been arrested!"

Accompanied by a shout from sharp-eyed people, there was a burst of cheers from the old pickup truck that was about to pass on the bridge. When they saw the security guards at the marina catch a young boy who was struggling to resist, they couldn't hold back their excitement.

"Hey nigga, get your dirty hands off!"

"Let go of our hero, don't touch him, I warn you!"

"Brownie's hero, push him into the river, let them all see how powerful you are!"

The pickup truck driver is an ugly guy with a shocking scar on his face. Although he deliberately wears a thick black beard on his upper lip and lower jaw, it is easy to see him from his eyes and expression. The real age is not very old, just pretending to be old over there.

When everyone was booing for the Brownie's child being arrested, he just glanced at it casually, and then continued to drive his car, not thinking of staying on the bridge at all. Instead, he stepped on the accelerator, He drove this pickup truck that hadn't been repaired and maintained for an unknown number of years.

"The kid from Brownie's family is so powerful, he's good enough!"

"That's right, I didn't like this kid since I was a child, but he is really wild when he grows up, I like it, haha~~"

Even if it was over the ground, the front row and the back seat of the car, as well as a few people sitting in the rear compartment were discussing loudly.

"I said, little boss, do you dare to throw a rock?" A middle-aged man sitting in the front row asked with a smile.

The scar-faced young man turned his head and grinned, showing his jagged teeth, "What's the point of throwing a rock? It's just a game played by children. If I become a professional player, hehe snort……"

"Buy the biggest yacht and park it at the pier!" Immediately, two or three people in the back row booed in unison, followed by a burst of laughter.

"I said, little boss, just stop thinking about playing football. If you play like this, sooner or later the boss won't even do the work of moving bricks for you. By then, you won't be able to eat enough for three meals. Maybe Vash Ba doesn't want you anymore!"

A group of people were joking unscrupulously, and suddenly burst into laughter.

The young man was not angry either, and he smiled, "You guys who have never seen the world, just wait and see, I must go out and try again, if I have a chance, you all be careful point!"

A group of workers didn't seem to believe it, and they were all amused.

They are all a group of hard-working construction workers who make money by selling their labor. Although no one is willing to do this kind of hard work, their wages are very good, but for people like them who are not highly educated, it is difficult to make money. Savings are often spent every day, muddling along.

Life, that’s the way it is, you won’t die of hunger anyway, no matter how hard you work, you can’t make a fortune, so let’s make do!
The little boss they are talking about is the son of the owner of the construction company. Although he is a small boss, the scale of the construction company is too small, so don’t count on contracting projects. Those authentic construction companies don't want to do the work they don't want to take on, so they do it, so the small boss has to follow suit.

Sometimes they even joked that if the boss didn't do the work himself, he might not earn as much as the workers.

Also because the company is not big, it is easy for everyone from the boss and his son to ordinary workers to mingle.

After bragging for a while, I passed the cargo terminal and came to a small villa in Matro.

Although they curse the rich and throw stones at their yachts, in fact, they still have to make money from the rich, such as building houses for them.

"Why so late? Late again!" Seeing them getting out of the car, the construction site commander walked over immediately, his tone a little unhappy. This group of thorns is really troublesome. Replaced them all.

"Traffic jam on the road!" The scar-faced youth seemed to be very good at dealing with such situations, so he stopped the traffic jam with a casual sentence.

"Don't worry, just wait a minute and we'll just have to hurry up!"

"That's right, what are you afraid of, anyway, you won't miss your deadline!"

A group of people laughed and didn't care. While talking, they had already taken off their shirts one by one and started to work.

"Fast is necessary, but the quality must also be guaranteed, don't mess around!" The on-site commander didn't say much.

"Got it!" The scar-faced young man walked past the on-site commander with a smile, "Pierre, you are so responsible, when I earn money to build a house, I will definitely look for you and pick on your faults!" After finishing speaking, he seemed to predict that the on-site commander would kick him up, and he ran away like a fly.

Not to mention, this kid is extremely fast, and his body is also flexible. He had already run away before kicking this kick.

"It's up to you if you weren't married before, but now that you're married, if you dare to run out again, your father will definitely break your leg!" Pierre scolded with a smile. He and the scar-faced youth's father had been friends for many years.

"It's even better if you break your leg. You don't have to move bricks or work. You can have food while sitting at home. How comfortable!" When he said this, the scar-faced youth had already run to the brick pile.

Although this group of construction workers like to talk nonsense, everyone still has professional ethics. When it's time to work, they all follow the rules very well, because they have no culture and don't rely on selling their physical strength. There is no way out of work, and if you don't even work hard at physical work, don't expect anyone to hire you again in the future.

The young man with the scarred face quickly picked up the bricks into the bucket truck from the pile of cement bricks. His hands moved quickly, and the bucket truck was filled up in a short time. Then he was alone, struggling Pushing the cart to the house, and encountering potholes along the way, he pushed them all by himself.

After entering the house and reaching the place, he lifted the arm of the bucket truck up and dumped all the cement bricks in the truck. The young man with a scarred face was already sweating profusely, and his upper body was sweating naked. Can't help but flow down.

"Take your time, Frank, don't be so anxious!" The worker who was mixing the cement grout said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm fine!" The scar-faced young man named Frank smiled, wiped the sweat off his face, and pulled up the empty truck to go out. He had to quickly load another truck in.

Although his body was very tired and sore, he never thought of giving up because of this, because he had a dream, which was to run away from home again to pursue his dream of becoming a football player. He hoped to be like this Like Papin, the hero of the city, he made contributions by playing football.

Papin, the pride of everyone in this coastal city, is also the most talented football star in France after Platini, and it is also the goal and object that Frank wants to pursue since he was a child. It is because of such a goal that even if he Being given up by Lille, even if he didn't get a chance in Boulogne and Alès, he didn't give up at all because of it.

Speaking of it, his fate was rough. After being expelled from Lille, he returned to Boulogne and represented Boulogne in the French National League. Franck performed well in his year representing Boulogne, but still couldn't prevent Boulogne from being relegated from the third season.

Because he didn't want to play those irregular amateur games, Frank left his hometown and went to Ales in the south of France to play in the French National League on behalf of Ales, a semi-professional team. The team had been in arrears of wages for a long time, and in the end, Frank didn't even have the travel expenses to go home, let alone living in Ales.

In the end, it was his father who helped him get home and held a wedding ceremony for him and his girlfriend Vahiba. The purpose was to hope that he could stay in Boulogne and do his work with peace of mind. It doesn't look like much to take over his game in the future, but it can support the family's business, so stop dreaming of being a star.

But in the heart of the scar-faced young man, he never thought of giving up. From his point of view, he was just out of luck. As long as he waited for the opportunity, he would definitely be able to soar into the sky. He was full of confidence in his own strength.

Although working on the construction site is not very long, it is very tiring and the work intensity is very high.

Don't look at just moving bricks back and forth like this, but the physical consumption is very huge. The scar-faced young man is already panting from exhaustion, but he just keeps comforting himself, treating bricks as physical training, so as to comfort him For myself, as long as he plays football in the future, he will definitely have a stronger body, better physical confrontation, and sharper speed than anyone else.

Maybe this kind of self-comfort is really useful, and he just survived day by day.

Until today, his former coach in Boulogne brought two people to the construction site around noon.

A man and a woman, but everyone only looks at the daughter, not the man, because the woman is so beautiful, as beautiful as Venus, everyone in this hot summer, seeing her seems to have returned to the In spring, everyone swears that this woman is definitely more beautiful than Sophie Marceau.

The group of men at the scene all stared straight at the scene, but the woman didn't seem to care about being looked at at all. Instead, she showed a charming smile under the parasol, as if injecting a wave of blood into the hot summer. Cool ice spring.

"Frank!" The French coach who accompanied Ye Qiu and Eliza to the scene shouted loudly.

Everyone woke up suddenly, looked at the little boss who was shirtless, and then saw the scar-faced young Frank Ribery walking out of the room, "What's the matter?" There was nothing in the tone that a student should have for a coach respect.

Of course, some people's respect is in their hearts.

Ye Qiu and Eliza looked at each other, they were both a little surprised, especially Eliza, who looked at Ye Qiu with those watery eyes, as if she could talk and was asking, the naked upper body was sweating profusely. The guy is the player you're looking for?
She absolutely dared to swear that Ribery at this moment is not even a little bit like a professional player!

Ye Qiu nodded solemnly, walked over, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Frank Ribery."

"You know me?" Franck Ribery was a little surprised. He wanted to shake hands with Ye Qiu, but found that his hands were dirty. He immediately wiped his trousers vigorously, but it was obvious that he couldn't wipe them clean, but Ye Qiu didn't mind at all, and still held hands with him, which surprised Ribery, and his affection for Ye Qiu rose sharply.

Sometimes a little detail can change a person's first impression of another person.

"My name is Ye Qiu, the head coach of Chelsea, the Premier League team. Have you heard of my team?" Ye Qiu asked with a smile.

"Of course, I have paid attention to the newspaper!" Franck Ribery obviously remembered.

Ye Qiu is satisfied with his answer, which can save a lot of trouble, "I worked for Ajax before, you know, Ajax has the most complete scouting system in Europe, when you are in Boulogne We've been paying attention to you since then, but then you went to Ales, and our scouts didn't think much of you in Ales, and you're 20 years old."

What Ye Qiu said was reasonable, and Ribery couldn't find any problems.

"But I personally don't think this should be a problem, so I came here today just to ask, are you interested in playing in the Premier League?"

"Premier League?" Franck Ribery could understand at first, but the more he listened to the end, the more he felt that every word of Ye Qiu seemed to be beating a gong next to his ears, shaking him almost deaf. Some of them couldn't understand, or they understood, but they couldn't turn their minds around for a while.

"Yes, Premier League, Chelsea!" Ye Qiu repeated with a smile.

Ribery understood this time, but he stared at Ye Qiu with a playful smile, "Are you kidding me?"

Ye Qiu was taken aback, "Tricking you?"

"Yes, look at me now? Think again, I played in Boulogne and Ales before, if I really performed well, why didn't anyone look at me? Suddenly, you, Tangtang The head coach of Premier League Chelsea, ran up to me and told me, let me go to England..." At this point, Ribery cursed angrily, "Stop playing with me, Mr. Premier League!"

It could be said so, but his eyes were still looking at Ye Qiu, as if he was expecting something.

Perhaps, this sudden stuffed pie made him feel very at a loss, made him feel very scared and hesitated, because he didn't know whether what was in front of him was true or false, and he didn't know if he went to the Premier League, would he Will it just repeat what happened to Ales?

"I said, what's the matter with you? Why are you swearing?" Eliza felt that Ye Qiu wasn't worth it.

"I..." Like all men, Franck Ribery couldn't see beautiful women, so he faltered and couldn't speak.

Could it be that he still wants to have a verbal contest with Eliza?
"It's okay!" Ye Qiu pulled Eliza's hand, he expected it, and he himself is not a person who hates other people's bad habits, that's only for picky gentlemen, he didn't, because he was once poor, It used to be grassroots.

"Maybe you can't fully believe it now, but I have proved my sincerity. If I just want to play with you, then you are too overestimating yourself, Frank, because playing with you will not make me fly from London to France." , After traveling to several places, I came to Boulogne.”

Speaking of this, Ye Qiu smiled again, "I have already proved everything by being here. As for whether you believe it or not, I have no way of controlling it. I have a phone call here, and I can give you a chance. England's chance to play football, as for whether you dare to try and whether you can succeed, I can't guarantee it!"

After speaking, Ye Qiu handed a note with Eliza's phone number to Franck Ribery, thanked the French coach who led the way, and took Eliza away from the construction site.

"Do you really think he can become a professional player?" Elisa didn't doubt Ye Qiu's vision, but felt that it was a bit too sensational. After all, Ribery looks ugly now, and he is still a physical exertion construction worker.

Ye Qiu smiled, "Trust my intuition, Eliza, the most unreliable thing in this world is your own eyes, because it can easily deceive your brain, making it impossible for you to discover the pearl under the dust."

Eliza snorted and laughed after hearing this, "It's like a philosopher, pretending to be a ghost!"

That coquettish and lovely appearance almost stunned the driver in the front row who secretly looked at her from the rearview mirror.

"I can only say that he has the opportunity to become one of the best players in the world!" Ye Qiu said confidently.

Even now, Ye Qiu still says he has a chance. Whether he can or not depends on Ribery himself. After all, Ye Qiu's arrival has completely changed his previous trajectory. To what extent can he go? Ye Qiu didn't know about Ken joining Chelsea.

As a head coach, the only thing he can do is wait and be patient.

(End of this chapter)