Football God.

It was already evening when the game ended, and Heinrich finished his post-match summary in the locker room. After all the players had left, he got up and went to the club office building on the east side of the stadium alone.

Night gradually fell on Leeds United. In an office facing the training ground, the lights were brightly lit. The man with the tough German face was flipping through the documents in his hand, switching the screens on the computer back and forth from time to time, as if Thinking about something.

The sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night, and the man said before the door was knocked, "Come in."

The door was opened, and the blond man strode into the office. The black coat wrapped his body tightly, and his blue-green eyes looked straight at the man behind the desk.

"Sit." The man stopped looking at him after he finished speaking, and casually rummaged through the documents beside him.

Heinrich took off his coat and put it aside casually, and sat on the single sofa. Even though he and his brother were the only two people in the office, Heinrich still maintained an upright sitting posture, with his legs crossed and casual He looked at Moritz carefully, and then smiled: "Brother, it seems that this time has been good."

"If you are willing to come back and help me, I will have a better life." Moritz's voice carried the toughness and indifference inherent in Germans, and the pupil color of his eyes was the same as that of Heinrich, but in Heinrich The gentleness that can always be seen in Rishi's place is only shrewd and cold in Moritz's place.

Heinrich was still smiling, as if he hadn't heard this sentence.

"I thought you would look for Liverpool." Heinrich's elder brother, who is now the real power of the Heinrich family, Moritz Heinrich looked at his younger brother.

When he was kicked out of Liverpool, Moritz still remembers his younger brother's pale face lying on the hospital bed. He originally planned to inject funds into Liverpool, and he wanted to use Liverpool's name to make a good fortune. Buying a few famous football stars to pave the way for my younger brother, and finally became Leeds United...

It feels bad to have money and not spend it.

Heinrich smiled, and his voice was low and pleasant: "Isn't Leeds United much cheaper? Besides, I think this club is very good now."

"why?"

"Be obedient, obey, I like obedient people."

Moritz didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, what the younger brother said was what he said, and he was responsible for paying the money: "But now is not the best time for you to take over the team. The current situation of Leeds United is too bad." Moritz He frowned as he said that, obviously the lineup is not bad, he also started to pay off the club's debts step by step since last year, so that the team avoided the embarrassment of being relegated to League One due to financial problems, but now it seems that even if he is so Remedy, Leeds United will also be relegated again due to poor record.

The Premier League fell to the British Championship, and the British Championship fell to the League One. This veteran team has lost face.

Heinrich said with a smile: "Now is the right time. There is still a chance to make amends in the league, and the FA Cup can also be fought. It is not too late. Oh, I also won Manchester United." Moritz watched He glanced at him, and Heinrich smiled and said, "I know you're not their fan, but now, dear brother, you should be your brother's fan."

Moritz looked at his younger brother a few more times and didn't say anything more, but he felt a little powerless in his heart.

After Heinrich was in the Real Madrid youth training camp, Moritz, who was still working in his father's company, collected all the jerseys and signature cards of Real Madrid in those seasons.Later, Heinrich went to Liverpool, and Moritz became a loyal fan of the Red Army Liverpool, and even flew to Anfield every weekend to watch the game.

Later, Heinrich went to Bayern, Schalke 04 and the Polish League as an assistant coach, and Moritz's preferences changed with Heinrich.

Now it's Leeds United again...

Moritz, who has gradually evolved into the helm of the huge financial empire of the Heinrich family, feels that he can hold an exhibition of jerseys in the future. His collection of jerseys and peripheral products has been placed in three rooms...

For the first time, a helpless expression appeared on that cold and hard face, and Moritz directly handed over the information in his hand to Heinrich: "The scouts you want have already signed twenty, those you pay attention to I'll let them watch the players, but the transfer manager can't control everyone."

"I need a reliable agent." Heinrich looked at Moritz.

"I have a candidate here. In fact, he found me three days ago."

Heinrich became interested all of a sudden, and the agent who named him now was actually Moritz, in other words, the Heinrich family, but since he entered the football circle, he naturally wanted to find someone who was in the football circle. More Influential People: "Who?"

Moritz took out his mobile phone, flipped through it before answering: "Jorge Mendes, a Portuguese."

Heinrich wrote down the name. He was not familiar with this person, and he always had to understand it before making a decision.

Moritz thinks more. A Portuguese agent can decide to sign Heinrich after watching a game. I have to say that this person has a good eye, and he can see the excellence of his younger brother at a glance. .

Moritz-my brother is great at everything-Mr. Heinrich quickly finished what he needs to do as the team chairman, and then he looked at the blond man: "The salary increase proposal has been approved, specifically You fill in the numbers yourself."

"Oh, good." Heinrich smiled and tilted his head.

"But you have to remember, I will give you three years. After three years, if the Leeds United Club cannot achieve profitability, then..."

"I'll go back and help you take care of the business in the Americas." Heinrich replied obediently, but the smile on his face never changed.

Moritz nodded, and he stood up: "Remember to go home after this season is over, mom misses you very much."

This time Heinrich did not directly agree, but walked up to the man, said with a smile, "Thank you." Then he slightly bent down and hugged Moritz who was sitting, and thanked him in a low voice.

Playing football is basically burning money. Even if you give yourself a three-year deadline, the money spent in the early stage is like water. Moritz doesn't like football. The only reason he invested here is Heinrich, the blonde The man is naturally grateful for Moritz's deep family affection for giving him money to "play".

Moritz coughed lightly and patted his younger brother on the back, a rare smile appeared on that cold face.

Heinrich sat down at the table after Moritz left, tapped his fingers on the table, and picked up the phone the next second.

The next day, the first thing the players did after waking up after getting a day off was to pick up their phones.

Although Heinrich suggested that the players live in the club during training, they can still go back to their homes on the rest day after the game. After a full week without WIFI, everyone rejoins the online world There is a sense of urgency to rely on mobile phones all the time.

And the first thing they see isn't a newsfeed, or a Twitter alert, but a text message.

Lewandowski sat up straight, staring at the phone screen with his bare upper body in a daze.

'Winning bonus: 10000 pounds, has arrived.Goal bonus: £15000, credited.Clean sheet bonus (backfield and goalkeeper only): None. '

This piece of information is not long, but those few figures are astonishing.

Levan was doing simple math problems in his mind——

In this game, he scored a hat-trick, three goals, and [-] pounds, which means [-] pounds for one goal!

Five thousand pounds a goal!Oh, God!

Sir, I really want to compete!Let's play now!My girlfriend Anna's wedding feels like it could have been a year earlier!

And the same scene appeared in the home of every Leeds United player. Many young Leeds United players have already started to jump out of bed. Little money money fully heals.

They come out to play football for money. After a goal, a victory is [-], a goal is [-], and a clean sheet is [-] each for the back line and goalkeeper!Oh my god!

When the players began to secretly make up their minds for the small treasury, Heinrich did not pay attention to these. Taking advantage of the rare rest day, Heinrich put on a thick scarf and went to Leeds United alone. Manchester, an hour's drive away, rang the doorbell according to the house number.

Private contact with players is not allowed, but Heinrich took this visit as a friendly exchange as it should be, and as long as it is not known, no one cares about these things.

The blond man first stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the brick-red villa, then glanced at a black car parked inside that obviously did not belong to the owner of the house, he seemed to be hesitant to visit because the other party had guests. For a second, but immediately, Heinrich made up his mind.

There is no way, the weather is too cold, and Mr. Heinrich is not going to go out alone again.

"Hello?" came a slightly accented greeting from the intercom.

Heinrich smiled and looked at the camera at the door, stretched out his hand and pulled down the scarf to reveal his face, and smiled gently at the camera and said, "Hello, Mr. Ronaldo."