While the two sides were arguing, a yellow sports car suddenly came speeding up with billowing smoke and dust. It didn't slow down when it came near, and rushed directly to the stadium, flicked its tail, and stopped firmly beside everyone.

"Holy shit, Ferrari Enzo!"

Gao Yuan was speechless, thinking that there are so many rich people! I wonder if there will be another beautiful woman in the luxury car this time.

Some of the players muttered, "Gao Fushuai changed cars again."

The Ferrari door slowly rises like a bird's wings.

Gao Yuan craned his neck and looked into the car expectantly.

But the figure walking out of the car left Gao Yuan disappointed.

This person is neither a beautiful woman nor a rich and handsome man, but a fair and fat man who is not too tall and wears casual clothes.

"The handsome man is here!"

"Fushuai, I changed my car again!"

The players greeted the little fat man one after another.

Coach Lao Wang also changed his previous cold and arrogant attitude and trotted up to meet him. While shaking hands with the little fat man with a smile on his face, he introduced enthusiastically: "Xiao Shuai, you guys are resting. You practiced very well today.

, in good condition, you came just in time to give everyone guidance, haha~"

Gao Yuan watched with cold eyes and cursed in his heart: TMD! This is not a group of lunatics, this is clearly a group of sycophants! How can this little fat guy look like a rich and handsome man? He is almost the stupid son of a nouveau riche!

Seeing everyone greeting the little fat man enthusiastically, he couldn't help but move to the guy who looked a little kidney-deficient and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

The man with kidney deficiency replied: "This is the new investor and player of the team, a rich and handsome man, a rich second generation!"

"Aren't you pointing at the monk and calling him bald? He's quite rich, but he's neither tall nor handsome!"

The man with kidney deficiency was delighted: "What are you thinking? His surname is Gao, and his name is Fushuai! His name is Gao Fushuai!"

Damn, this name...

At this time, Gao Fushuai also noticed Gao Yuan, pointed at him and asked, "Who is this?"

"Isn't this the team manager you want?"

When Gao Yuan was mentioned, the coach's expression changed, and he seemed a little unhappy, "Let me tell you, why bother looking for an outsider? I have shouldered all the tasks in the team. Looking for an outsider can't help.

Being busy is a waste of money, isn’t it? Your money is not brought by the strong wind..."

Gao Fushuai ignored the coach's nagging. He walked directly to Gao Yuan and looked him up and down. He asked casually: "Are you the administrator?"

Facing the big boss behind the scenes, Gao Yuan naturally showed fear and fear, "Hello, my name is Gao Yuan, and my surname is Gao. I might have been in the same family as you 500 years ago! I studied sports management, and now I come to our team to do management work.

"

"Well, not bad, professional counterpart! Do a good job!"

Gao Fushuai has a leadership style and casually gave a word of encouragement to the new employee in front of him.

Gao Yuan was also secretly observing the little fat man. He saw the data on his head. His physical fitness was actually pretty good. He didn't know if his family conditions were better. He grew up eating beef and drinking goat's milk. He was in strength, balance, explosive power, etc.

This value is actually the highest in the team.

In terms of technical ability and mental attributes, it is obvious that he is a typical defensive player, with 12 aggressiveness, 10 anticipation, 10 defensive positioning, and 11 concentration...

These values ​​are already the top statistics for defensive players on the amateur court.

In fact, if his creativity, passing, shooting and other offensive statistics were not so poor, it would be more than enough to become a professional player for a second-division team.

Gao Fushuai was about to change his equipment and go on the field. Coach Lao Wang suddenly asked Gao Yuan a question coldly from behind him: "Do you know what your job is specifically about?"

Gao Yuan was stunned. He didn't expect that he would be interviewed again after joining the job. His brain was thinking quickly about the answer to this question.

At the current stage of development, professional football is no longer just a sport, but involves business management, echelon construction, logistics support, team building, medical services and other aspects. It is a comprehensive system with a clear division of labor.

Players and coaches are only part of the club. Managers, sports directors, scouts, finance, team doctors, data analysts, physical therapists, etc. are also important members of the club.

In England, which has the highest degree of professionalism, their division of labor has even been refined to full-time positions such as jersey administrators and ground maintenance personnel.

For example, the famous Manchester United jersey manager Old Morgan has been engaged in the job of "delivering jerseys" at Old Tradford for more than 20 years. Sir Alex Ferguson often asked him questions. He is definitely a veteran of the Red Devils!

However, as of now, specifically regarding this broken amateur team on this broken field, Gao Yuan really doesn't know how to answer.

Because this place is so poor and has nothing!

"Should...should be...do anything!" Gao Yuan held it in for a long time and finally came up with this answer.

Lao Wang seemed to have grasped Gao Yuan's handle and shouted loudly, "Do everything? What can you do? You don't even know what you are going to do, why are you here? Are you here to eat and wait to die?"

Gao Yuan was scolded so much that it seemed like the coach was deliberately digging a hole for himself to jump into in order to leave a bad impression in front of investors!

It's just that he really doesn't understand. He has never offended this coach, so why does this guy just dislike him?

Fortunately, investor Gao Fushuai's interest was entirely on the court, and he seemed to turn a deaf ear to the coach's scoldings, so he changed his equipment on the sidelines.

Suddenly he saw the colorful "Multinational Force" jerseys on his teammates and asked casually, "Have our new uniforms not arrived yet?"

Upon hearing this, Coach Wang stopped scolding Gao Yuan and responded quickly, "It's coming soon, it's coming soon, it will be shipped soon!"

Gao Fushuai didn't think much and casually said, "Old Wang, you are the head coach of the team. From now on, don't worry about small things like organizing equipment, running errands and keeping accounts, just let him do it."

Coach Wang reluctantly hummed, but his fat face was as long as a donkey's face.

There was a lot of excitement on the court, but Coach Wang was sullen and silent. Gao Yuan was left alone like a lonely ghost. He just felt that he could neither stand nor sit, and felt awkward and uncomfortable all over his body.

Gao Yuan's eyes were looking at the court, but his mind was not here at all. All he could think about was how he had offended the difficult coach Wang.

Although this guy is a little less friendly, it seems that he doesn’t treat others as well as he does himself. He is always ready to pounce and bite him! It is said that he has low emotional intelligence, but he is very docile in front of rich and handsome people, except that he has no peace of mind for himself.

The last tail was wagging hard at its owner!

It is said that there is no love without reason in the world, so why is there such inexplicable hate?

Why exactly?

When I first arrived, I had to work under such a person. What a bad luck!

I don't know how long it took, but I finally got through the training.

The guys came off the court wiping their sweat. There was no locker room, so they just sat on the sidelines in twos and threes.

Some drank water, some changed their shoes, and some took off their clothes. They all looked like deserters who had left their helmets on.

"Everyone, come together here, I have something to tell you!" Coach Lao Wang, who looked like a clay and wood sculpture throughout the training, suddenly became energetic and shouted to the players.

The players also felt strange. Lao Wang, who usually doesn't talk much in training, thought of training today?
Chapter completed!