World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 9 I Was Bullied
Old Wang pretended to clear his throat, and said:

"First of all, I still have to thank Fu Shuai for providing us with sponsorship, allowing our team to have the opportunity to participate in the FA Cup qualifiers!

If you can win the championship in the sub-division, you can participate in the Chinese Football Association Cup main match!
You will have the opportunity to play against professional clubs!Maybe we'll be on TV too!

So, give applause to our investor - Gao Fushuai! "

Of course, everyone gave investors face, and the applause was extremely enthusiastic.

The little fatty Gao Fushuai smiled and waved to everyone, saying:

"I play football for fun, and it is fate to be able to play football with everyone!

Winning or not is another matter, as long as everyone is happy!Rest assured, I am responsible for the logistics of the team.

Coach Wang, is the operating funds transferred to the team account before enough!If it’s not enough, ask me for it, you’re welcome! "

Now that the money is guaranteed, everyone's applause is even louder, and Lao Wang is even more grateful, saying yes repeatedly!good!good!I will not be polite to you!

After the applause paused, Old Wang continued, "Fu Shuai provided us with such good conditions. Although we are an amateur club, we have to demand ourselves according to the standards of a professional club! No, he even hired a team administrator for us!"

With that said, he pulled Gao Yuan over.

Gao Yuan had been a lonely ghost for a long time, but he never expected that Lao Wang, who had been picking his nose and eyes at him all the time, would suddenly introduce himself solemnly, and was at a loss for a while.

Everyone gritted their teeth and smiled at Gao Yuan again, but this time the smile was a lot more reserved, not so unscrupulous in front of investors.

Gao Yuan has now somewhat recollected that such a purely amateur team has hired a team administrator before even getting the team uniform!

It's really funny!Let other high-level teams know about this, so you have to laugh your ass off!
Just listen to the coach Lao Wang continue, "What is the standard of a professional club? As far as I know, a professional club has a training base, a gym, a locker room, and a swimming pool. We don't have any of these hardware!

But we have a team administrator, so the software must be on par with professional clubs!
In the future, the logistics service will be more troublesome for this... By the way, what is your name? "

"lofty"

"Oh, yes, Gao Yuan! You will have to trouble Gao Yuan in the future! For example, don't take your dirty clothes and smelly socks home after training, it will affect your image! We have an administrator, and we have to do laundry. Oh no, it should be said that Gao Yuan has to rely on the work of tidying up equipment!"

Nima... Co-author, my administrator is the laundryman who washes the clothes and soaks the socks for the whole team!
The team members are of course happy. They usually have to go back to wash their smelly dirty clothes for their wives after playing football. They will not be complained about. Now it’s all good, and we have dedicated laundry service!
Everyone rejoiced and cheered loudly.

Lao Wang didn't stop talking, and continued, "Not only the football uniforms, but also don't bring back your stinky shoes. After each training session, Gao Yuan will wipe them clean and take good care of them!"

The cheers grew louder.

"Also, the team manager has to be responsible for all aspects of the team, and it's not enough to just manage the clothing! From now on, the equipment and drinking water before and after training will have to be properly arranged. They must be placed before training, and they must be carried back after training! Also, our court is not very smooth and is prone to injuries. You are responsible for leveling the ground, and..."

Looking at the uneven field like the surface of the moon and the several large tanks of water beside the field, Gao Yuan cursed inwardly, you are fucking playing me to death!
After assigning several tasks, Lao Wang really couldn't think of any other dirty work, so he finally said, "In short, there is not much work, so you must do it well. If you make a mistake, your salary will be deducted. If you still can't do it well, I'm sorry, then you can find another job!"

The north wind blows, the snowflakes float...

Gao Yuan only felt that he had suddenly traveled to the evil old society, and he became Yang Bailao who was squeezed to death by the rich landlord Huang Shiren!
Is there any king law?Are there any laws?
After the training was over, the players went back to their homes and found their mothers.Gao Yuan followed coach Lao Wang's ass inseparably, as if he had a tail.

"Why are you following me all the time!" Lao Wang was annoyed by being followed.

Gao Yuan cursed inwardly: You old fox, you haven't mentioned the business yet!Only let me fulfill my obligations, not let me enjoy power!You are an idiot!
He can also see that the old guy has the final say on the whole team, even though the little fat guy is tall, rich and handsome is the investor, but the specific matters have to be discussed with the old guy in front of him.

"Then what... Coach Wang, my salary..." Gao Yuan hesitated on purpose.

Lao Wang rolled his eyes, and there was a cunning light in his small eyes, "Young man, we are an amateur football club, and the players and I used to have no salary, but now we have investors, so we have some subsidies.

As for you, you can’t play football, and you’re not a coach. It stands to reason that you shouldn’t be paid, but you can’t starve to death. I’ve fought with investors, and I’ll give you 2000 yuan a month! "

"What, 2000 yuan?" Gao Yuan called out.

What is 2000 yuan enough for?This is lower than the city's minimum wage bar!
Although Gao Yuan had no hope for salary when he first saw this team, this amount still broke the limit of his imagination!
These days, apart from hard-working authors who write football sports novels at the starting point, no one will be paid less than this!
I knew it earlier.Might as well go to deliver food!

"What, too little? Don't do it if you don't like it!" Coach Wang rolled his eyes and said sullenly.

Nima...Gao Yuan really wanted to slam Coach Wang's shiny forehead.This is too deceiving!

However, working in a football club has been his dream for a long time. Although the psychological gap is very different, he has waited for this job for half a year after all, and he has paid 5 yuan for it!
If you give up without giving it a try, you will be too sorry for yourself!
Besides, I have a system by my side. If I don't engage in football-related work, wouldn't this system be wasted!

Damn, although the money is less, the working environment is not good, so let's bear with it, after all, this can be regarded as squeezing into the football circle.

Hmph, I have a system in my body, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand out, enter a professional club, get promoted and raise salary, become the head coach, become the general manager, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life!
In Gao Yuan's mind, heaven and man were at war, and after a fierce ideological struggle, Gao Yuan put on a harmless smile on his face.

"A lot! A lot! Two steamed buns for one yuan, and 2 yuan is enough to buy 2000 steamed buns. I can't eat them in a year!"

However, Gao Yuan is not a fool, he vaguely feels that Lao Wang is hiding something from him, as if he deliberately wants to run himself away.

This old guy definitely has a conspiracy!

Hmph, just wait, sooner or later I will find a chance to expose you!

(End of this chapter)