World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 60 Kill the chicken to warn the monkey

At this moment, everyone heard the roar of the engine, and a very aggressive pink Ferrari Enzo galloped from a distance, billowing smoke and dust from the rear of the car.

Needless to say, this must be Gao Fushuai.

Gao Yuan's brows were twisted into a Sichuan character, and his face was very ugly.

He had just finished emphasizing discipline, but before he finished speaking, the team's investor and captain Gao Fushuai was late.

The players were all peeking at Gao Yuan, and many of them were still laughing inwardly, hey, let you run the army strictly!Let your team rules be ruthless!

It's too early to speak harshly!Now Gao Fushuai is late for stepping on your voice, what do you do? !

You must know that the former coach Lao Wang treated Gao Fushuai like a uncle!Could it be that you, an assistant coach, dare to offend the team's investors?However, if you pretend to be stupid and pretend to be stupid, and break your promise to get fat, I'm sorry, then don't embarrass us in the future!
The door of Ferrari Enzo's car was lifted slowly like the wings of a bird. The fat, rich and handsome man was wearing sunglasses and casual clothes. He didn't even change his training equipment. He got out of the car carelessly.

"Hey, brothers are all there, haven't you started kicking yet?"

Gao Fushuai looked in a good mood, greeted everyone, and then said to Gao Yuan with a smile: "Huh? I'm giving a lecture! Go ahead, I'll change the equipment!"

With that said, he walked to the locker room next to the court.

"Fatty, come back to me!" Gao Yuan's roar sounded from behind Gao Fushuai.

WTF? !Everyone gasped, Gao Yuan had eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's guts!How dare you yell at the team's investors!Moreover, they also call people "fatty"!
Is it really okay for you to nickname the big boss behind the scenes like this? !Who gave you the courage?Liang Jingru?
A few guys have already begun to mourn for Gao Yuan. It seems that the team's assistant coach is about to end get out of class on the first day of leading the team independently!
Gao Fushuai turned around inexplicably, looked at Gao Yuan with an angry face, and said doubtfully

"Brother Yuan, what's the matter?"

The melon eaters next to him were slightly taken aback, he called you Fatty, you called him Brother Yuan, is that appropriate?What about the violent temper of the legendary rich second generation?
By the way, when did you respect the leader so much?In the past, didn't you call the coaches Lao Wang?

But before everyone carefully savored the information revealed in these details, a more exciting scene appeared.

Gao Yuan said with a serious face: "For the sake of the team, from now on, we will strictly govern the army. You are late for training today, so you don't need to participate in training. Let's punish you for running laps!"

The melon eaters were so shocked that they dropped the melons!

On this hot day, penalty for running laps?Gao Yuan, are you serious?To offend investors so much, don't you really know how to write dead words?
Gao Fushuai didn't move, he stood there and looked at Gao Yuan with puzzled, aggrieved, and angry eyes.

The melon eaters involuntarily moved back slightly, for fear of being hurt by the fish in the pond.

Is Gao Fushuai ready to explode?Is the legendary big move brewing now?It is said that when the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be laid down; when a man is angry, blood will splatter five steps!What happens when the boss gets angry?It is estimated that someone will be laid off!

Gao Fushuai looked at Gao Yuan, Gao Yuan's eyes did not flinch, and he also watched Gao Fushuai coldly.The eyes of the two sides met, like golden swords screaming.

Eyes kill!

The air is trembling, as if the blue sky is burning!
The melon eaters stretched their necks excitedly and widened their eyes, for fear of missing any details of Mars hitting the earth.

Finally, Gao Fushuai spoke slowly.

"How many laps?"

People who eat melons:? ? ?

"It's your first offense, let's run ten laps first!" Gao Yuan said calmly.

"Okay, I accept the punishment!" After finishing speaking, Gao Fushuai didn't even change his clothes, and started running.

The jaws of the melon eaters almost fell to the ground in shock, is this the end?What about Mars hitting the Earth?What if the boss gets angry?Why did you admit it?

Gao Fushuai hurried away, and Gao Yuan's voice sounded again.

"Strictly manage the army, no special, no exceptions! No matter who you are, no matter who is the main substitute, no matter how good the game is, in this team, you must follow the command in all actions! Otherwise, you will be fined for running laps for the first time, fined for the second time, and if there is a third time, then I'm sorry, the small temple of Quancheng Saturday can't accommodate you, a great god, please find another one!"

Gao Yuan's words echoed in the players' ears like a stormy sea, deafening!

Some people doubted the authenticity of Gao Yuan's strict rule of the army before, but now looking at the back of the investor Gao Fushuai who was fined to run the circle, and thinking of Gao Yuan's amazing destructive power when he tortured Lao Wang time and time again, everyone came to a conclusion: this kid is a ruthless man who does what he says!
"What are you still doing? Start training now, the first subject, jogging and stretching, start..."

Everyone didn't dare to delay for a second, they lined up and ran wildly like chasing ducks.

The whole training session lasted nearly two hours, and everyone was sweating profusely, their bones were soft and their tendons were crisp.

This is the biggest training session since the establishment of Quancheng Saturday Club. If it were to be replaced, this group of tired guys would have complained and complained.But this time everyone took a sneak peek and was fined to run ten laps, and then he was not allowed to participate in the training.

After the training, everyone was so tired that they could hardly move their legs. No one wanted to drink, dance, dance, or sing. They all wanted to go home and slump on the bed to have a good rest.

Because Gao Yuan said, tomorrow's training will be even harder.

After everyone had left, Gao Yuan rode his bicycle and came to a barbecue stall, ordered a bucket of draft beer and dozens of skewers, and ate leisurely.

As soon as the mutton skewers were grilled, a chubby figure popped up, sat down opposite Gao Yuan, poured himself a glass of wine honestly, and drank it all on his own.

This guy is naturally tall, rich and handsome. After drinking the wine in his glass, he stared at Gao Yuan and asked:
"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Gao Yuan pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "Your acting skills are a little poor!"

Gao Fushuai was anxious, "You can slander my football skills, but you can't slander my acting skills! I am really performing with my soul. Shock, unwillingness, anger, grievance, and helplessness are all in my acting skills. There are so many layers and appeals. The team owes me an Oscar!"

"Hehe, the expression is contrived and slightly exaggerated!"

"&#*#$%\^"

The two laughed and laughed for a while, and Gao Fushuai said: "This trick is really wonderful! Although I was forced to be a chicken, but I can see clearly from the side, those monkeys are really suppressed!"

"I had no choice but to make this decision. Lao Wang used to be too loose in management, and it would be difficult to change everyone's deep-rooted lazy habits without some strong medicine. We are a weak team, and the two months are too short. It is really too difficult to change the team!"

"Do you really think that our broken team can beat a professional team in the Chinese Super League?" Gao Fushuai asked back.

"Do your best and obey the destiny! All I can do is to do my best and try not to leave any regrets."

"I really don't understand why you are so obsessed with winning or losing the FA Cup! Usually you are not a guy who is obsessed with winning!"

Gao Yuanxin said, isn't it for being able to enter the professional team, get promoted and raise salary, become the head coach, become the general manager, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life!
But of course you can’t say that, otherwise your Wei Guangzheng personality will collapse, and Gao Fushuai will laugh at you to death, so Gao Yuan replied sternly: "For my football dream, I want to save Chinese football!"

"Damn!" Gao Fushuai almost spit out the wine he just drank. "Are you serious?"

Gao Yuan held the string in his hand, and said proudly without blushing or beating heart:
"Of course! Although we are only an amateur team, we can barely be regarded as footballers! Revitalizing Chinese football is the mission of our Chinese footballers! The poor and weak Chinese football is not only a shame for the country, a tragedy for the nation, but also a humiliation for all Chinese footballers!
For Chinese football, I am willing to fight for life!Therefore, I must lead the team to achieve good results and strive to enter the professional team!Looking for an opportunity to save Chinese football!This is not for myself, but for Chinese football! "

Gao Fushuai looked at Gao Yuan in shock. Gao Yuan had said similar things on the rooftop before, and his stomach hurt from laughing.But now that Gao Yuan is bringing up the old story again, he seems to think that Gao Yuan is not completely joking, he seems to really want to take a seemingly impossible road.

Inexplicably, Gao Fushuai feels that Gao Yuan's figure has become stalwart!Save Chinese football? !Knowing that you can't do it, you will do it, even though there are thousands of people, I will go!What kind of spirit is this?This is the selfless dedication spirit of giving up one's life for righteousness!This is the fearless spirit of who will go to hell if I don't go to hell!
Is this the Gao Yuan I know?Chinese Ostrovsky!O Prometheus who stole fire for mankind!

Gao Fushuai has star eyes, so admirable!Gao Fushuai has completely become Gao Yuan's little fanboy.

conquered by you like this······

"Brother Yuan, you are so awesome!" Gao Fushuai praised sincerely, "But, I still don't quite understand, what does your joining the professional team have to do with winning the FA Cup?"

"Nonsense! Only by winning the Football Association Cup can the professional team pay attention, have a chance to get an offer from the professional team, and then enter the professional team!" Gao Yuan patiently explained.

"Oh, that's how it is! But, you don't have to work so hard to get into the professional team!"

Um?What's the meaning?How to get in?Gao Yuan was a little puzzled.This guy Gao Fushuai can always say something unexpected, just like the last time he said that being beaten in the qualifying finals was "a blessing in disguise".

But Gao Fushuai didn't explain anything, raised his glass and touched Gao Yuan, "Brother Yuan, brother, I admire you! Done!"

"Okay, done!"

(End of this chapter)