There is a belief called football

Chapter 585 Come Be My Assistant
When Stan led the team back home, a large number of media gathered outside the airport. They prepared long guns and short cannons, as well as blankets. Many people have laid down the floor at the Capital Airport since last night, in order to take first-hand information about the national team.

When the bus drove to the capital airport, Qi Bing looked at the media in front of the airport and sighed, "Stan is too much, let others dove."

Unexpectedly, Stan was sympathetic to the wind, and Qi Bing's soft words had already reached Stan's ears. When he didn't get up, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he continued to sleep.

It wasn't that Stan released the pigeons, but that Stan was tired and didn't want to face the media at this time, so he took the bus from the special passage and left.

"Is Stan coming?"
"Yeah, when is Stan coming?"
But the airport ground staff is not the spokesperson of the Chinese team, and they don't know, "We really don't know, but I suggest you don't wait."

"Damn, I came here last night and stayed up all night. I have never suffered such a big crime when buying train tickets during the Spring Festival."
"Sorry, we are just ground staff, we really don't know anything",
In the end, there was no way, everyone gradually dispersed. The advantage of Stan being the head coach is that the Chinese team can feel proud. Of course, there are also disadvantages, that is, his temper is too independent, and he has the final say.

Fortunately, after so many years, everyone got used to it. The reporters shook their heads, put away their equipment and left the airport.

*****
"What? Queiroz quit"?
When he heard the news, Stan was having lunch, and his mouth was in a standard O-shape in surprise, enough to stuff a marinated egg in.

"Very good"! !

The assistant chuckled and thought: "Is there someone who gloats like you?"
"Great, great", excited, Stan stood up and walked out of the restaurant, talking to himself from time to time.

The rest of the staff looked at each other in blank dismay, "Where is Stan singing this?"?
Back in the office, Stan immediately finds Queiroz's phone number.

"It's early morning in Portugal",
"do not care",
Stan still dialed the phone directly, and after about 10 rings, there was a voice over there, which sounded very angry.

"You'd better bring me good news, otherwise you wake me up in the early morning, you're just courting death."

"hi Carlos, it's me, Stan",
"Yes, I have caller ID, I know it's you jerk",
"congratulations",
Queiroz was so angry, "Congratulations"?
"Okay, I'm listening, you better explain",
"Congratulations on resigning, you shouldn't be doing that shitty job in Iran," Stan says, laughing.

Queiroz was bleeding, thinking: "How can there be such a hooligan?"

"Okay, thank you, I'll hang up," Queiroz said this sentence almost word for word.

"Come on, I haven't said anything serious yet."
"You still have serious business"?Queiroz thought.

"Hehe, Stan, I'm really sleepy, how about this, can I call you back when I get up in the morning."

Stan thought to himself: "Think I'm stupid".

"Just one word, soon",
Queiroz suppressed his anger, "Then tell me, I've started the timer, and I'll give you 2 minutes."

"I invite you to work for the Chinese national team and become my assistant, what do you think?"
As soon as this remark came out, Queiroz really couldn't help it, "Mourinho could be an assistant to Van Gaal back then, but will Mourinho still be an assistant to Van Gaal today"?
"I promise to give you no less money than what you earned in Iran",
"It's not about money"! !

"There has never been a coach who went back to be an assistant after being a head coach. Why don't you come to be my assistant."

Stan laughed, "Is it really not possible?"
"Impossible, even if Ferguson comes out again, it is impossible for me to be an assistant again."

"All right",
"What else is there?"
Stan shook his head, "No."

*****
At 7 o'clock in the evening, Stan stood in front of the window and looked at the night scene outside. He looked at his watch, "Now in Portugal, Queiroz should be having lunch."

"Beep, beep, beep",
After a burst of rapid phone ringing, Queiroz picked up the phone, "Why are you again?"

"I want to invite you to China",
"I've said it before, I can't be your assistant, give up",
Stan smiled, "You know, Chinese football is very hot now, Scolari is here, Rosenborg is here, Eriksson is here."

"That's fine, you go to Scolari to be your assistant",
Queiroz replied impatiently, but Stan didn't care, and said lightly: "You can come to China to see, and I can introduce you to coach the Chinese Super League club. You know, the money is more than you coach in Europe."

These words moved Queiroz's heart. It is impossible to help others, but coaching the Chinese Super League is still very attractive. It is a good name for the outside world, and accepting new challenges can actually come to China to seek gold.

"Really"?Queiroz asked suspiciously.

"Of course",
Queiroz is still dubious, Stan is too understanding, a scheming person.

"Don't think about it, I have prepared the air ticket and hotel for you, see you in Guangzhou",
"Why see you in Guangzhou"?
"You will know when you come."

After hanging up the phone, Stan looked out the window with a smirk on his lips, "Queiroz, how could someone like you jump out of my palm?"

*****
After arriving in Guangzhou, Stan arranged to meet Queiroz in Zhouji. After Queiroz got off the plane, he was shocked by the wealth of Guangzhou. After arriving in Zhouji, Stan’s friendliness immediately dispelled Queiroz’s concerns.

"Stan, tell me, what kind of job can you introduce to me? My requirements are not high, and the salary should not be lower than that in Iran."

In fact, Queiroz thought to himself: "If you come to China, your salary should be doubled no matter what. He thinks Stan understands it."

Stan waved his hand, "Don't worry."

Then Stan claps his hands and says, "Serve."

As one after another of exquisite delicacies came to the table, Queiroz moved his index finger, and ignored his work, and ate while drinking with Stan.

"What kind of wine is this, vodka?"
Stan laughed, "This is Moutai, vodka? Do you know how many times the price of this bottle is vodka?"
Queiroz really didn't know, after a few sips, he was still not used to it, Stan saw it, and clapped his hands, "Waiter, change him to a red bar."

There are only two people in the big box, and Stan ordered in advance not to disturb. When the wine was hot, Queiroz thought about work again. Taking advantage of the wine, Queiroz asked: "Stan, what kind of job did you introduce to me?"

Stan smiles, that smile is unpredictable, and he pulls out a contract, "If you want, you can sign it now."

Queiroz was overjoyed, and turned to the end to look at the salary. This time, Queiroz was happier. The salary was twice what he was in Iran. After reading the salary, Queiroz looked forward, and the next second, Queiroz was dumbfounded.

With a "snap", Queiroz slapped the contract on the table. The slap was too strong, which alarmed the waiter at the door.

"Coach Stan, what's the matter?"
Stan waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

"Stan, I regard you as a friend, what do you think of me"?
"friend",
Queiroz sneered.

"What did I tell you on the phone, do you remember"?
"Remember",
"Then what is this"?Queiroz pointed to the contract on the table.

"Carlos, can you sit down first"?
Queiroz sat down.

"If you are still in the Iran team, what is your goal"?
Queiroz shook his head, "I'm not anymore."

"Let's assume you're still",
Queiroz calmed down and thought for a while, "Let's qualify for the World Cup group."

"Just a dream"?
Queiroz thought to himself: "You just blow it up, leading the Asian team and qualifying for the group is already great."

"Then what do you want? Do you want to lift the Hercules Cup?"Queiroz sneered.

It was a joke, but Stan didn't have a smile on his face, and he said seriously, "You think I haven't thought about it"?
Queiroz was shocked, "You? The Chinese team"?
Queiroz thought this was a fantasy, he smiled and shook his head, Stan put his hands on his shoulders, "a man must have a dream".

For the next half an hour, Stan told Queiroz about his dream, and it was this half hour that made Queiroz completely convinced.

Stan could tell from Queiroz's eyes that he was tempted. Finally, Stan pushed the contract on the table to Queiroz, "To tell you the truth, I will not introduce you to a job. The only job I can offer you is this one."

Queiroz didn't make a statement right away. After eating and getting the contract, he got on the plane back to Portugal.

*****
During breakfast, Queiroz asked his wife, "Would you think I was crazy if I told you I was going to work in China?"

The wife shook her head, "Could it be crazier than going to Iran"?
"No, this time it's an assistant coach",
"Like you did at Manchester United"?
Queiroz nodded, although he knew in his heart that this was different.

"Carlos, go",
"Why, I haven't decided yet," Queiroz said.

The wife smiled, "I have been married to you for so many years, I know, as long as you think about what I said, you must have decided."

Queiroz laughed, and his wife knew him best. He had to admit that Stan's three-inch tongue and dream bombing convinced him.

Queiroz smiled while eating the toast made by his wife, "You know, you can go with me this time, China is a country that does not discriminate against women."

Queiroz's wife never went to Tehran because of discrimination against women in Iran. Queiroz's wife smiled softly, "Will I prevent you from picking up girls?"

Queiroz laughed out loud. After so many years, he and his wife are still so harmonious that they can make jokes.

The next day Queiroz signed his name on the contract Stan gave him. So far, the coaching staff of the Chinese national team can be called a dream team.

(End of this chapter)