"Coach! Sir! I scored! I scored for you!"

Didi was obviously very excited after scoring the goal.

He ran in front of Simon King and pounced on him like a mountain.

Simon Jin, who had already suffered such a loss, had quick eyes and quick hands. He rolled directly on the ground with an improper movement like a lazy cow rolling, and barely escaped Didi's attack.

"Well done Didi! Take your players and get into the game!"

After half an hour, the game ends.

Although the final score was only 2:1, the opportunity created by Vesena could make the businessman who sells shooting shoes angry to death.

Armando smiled and said: "We players have smart minds, but our skills are poor."

Ben Yedder said: "They have physical problems."

Simon Jin nodded and said, "We'll take care of them later, by the way...Have you found any good ideas?"

"Uh...well..."

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Simon Jin sighed: "Oh...I thought...it was because I had never played football, so I couldn't tell the difference between good and bad. It turns out that there really are no good prospects..."

"You can't say that either."

Armando said: "The person who can show us in one game has to be Messi."

Ben Yedder also smiled and said: "My head coach, don't worry."

Simon King smiled helplessly and returned to the locker room to cheer up the players.

Then he announced the news of tomorrow's evaluation, and then led the two bosses away.

Not long after he came out of the team, Ximen Jin saw that it was getting late, so he thought of having a meal together, which could be considered as a way to catch up with the two elders.

But the two elders insisted not to go, Ben Yedder because he wanted to go home to video chat with his daughter, and Armando because he never had dinner.

After bidding farewell to his two elders, Simon King suddenly thought of Fanny.

As a friend who grew up together, Simon King actually had a special feeling for Fanny in his heart.

Although he didn't know if it was like or not, he always felt that as long as Fanny was around, he seemed to be particularly confident and motivated in everything he did.

But when she dialed the phone, what came over was Fanny's impatient voice.

"Jin, I don't have time to talk to you now, I'm sorry..."

Before Simon King could say anything else, the other party's phone number had already hung up.

Simon King suddenly felt empty in his heart, and before he knew it, he walked back to the team.

Sitting in the office, Simon King was looking through various player information while thinking about how to conduct tomorrow's evaluation.

But not long after, a phone call came.

"Kim, my friend, I'm Clark."

"Clark?" Hearing this voice, Simon King was a little happy.

"That's right, I just personally read the contract you signed with Vexena, and there's nothing major wrong with it."

"Thank you very much, I don't understand these things either."

"What are you talking about? This is what an agent should do. I am calling you because I want to check the specific data with you. If there is no problem, you can sign with them tomorrow."

"What data? Just sign it on my behalf."

"It's convenient for me to sign, and it's fast to fax it directly, but the data must be checked with you... The salary is 5,500 euros per week, and the salary of the coaching team except you is 20,000 euros per week. In addition, the transfer budget for this season is

800,000 euros. Is there anything wrong with these?”

"I don't have a problem. This is what I have negotiated with Babara. As for the salary of the coaching team, 20,000 euros is a lot less, isn't it?"

"A lot less? Of course it's less. I actually don't understand why you would accept such a contract. It doesn't match your worth."

"Clark, you understand me..."

"Okay, okay, I know. Your team's salary is a bit less, but you only make 5,500, so I think it's about the same."

"Okay, then you can sign it for me. Also, can you recommend some coaches to me? I'm in need of someone right now."

"Okay, I'll sign it for you. As for the coach, I'll do my best. You know, we don't like ordinary coaches either."

"Okay, thank you Clark, we'll talk to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Simon King looked at the time and planned to go home and rest.

But the moment he closed the computer, the system sound rang.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for becoming the head coach of a professional club. The scouting function has been enabled."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing the first professional coaching contract. The task rewards 20 ability points, which can be used on any player at will."

Hearing the sudden congratulations from the system, Simon King immediately understood that this was Clark signing a contract with Vexena.

Although I don't know if Babara is with the other party now, his mood has also become extremely good.

Opening the system's scouting interface, Simon King couldn't wait to find young players.

But soon he was so angry that he began to curse...

"Holy crap! System, you're playing me, right? Why are all the people you've searched out coming from the A-League?"

"Where are the foreign ones? What about the Brazilian ones? What about the Portuguese Super League? What about the other leagues?"

"Ding! Host, please note that the results of the scout search are related to the reputation of the club you play for."

"I'll fight you to death..."

I wanted to scold him again, but I felt like the system was quite innocent.

So he could only change his words: "Isn't this condition a little too much?"

"..."

"What kind of reputation does Wei Xue have? Can you at least let me know?"

"Ding! The Vishena Club interface has been opened."

Simon King was completely speechless, he could only watch it by himself.

In the club's reputation column, four numbers in light green were written: "5300."

In order to understand the gap between this "5300" and others, Simon King specially opened the interface of the current champion Porto, and also opened the interface of the competing Benfica team.

"Porto reputation: 7200."

"Benfica Reputation: 8150."

"It's not much different..."

Simon King sighed, but as soon as he opened the door to his previous relegation opponent, the Belens, he was completely speechless.

"5700?"

"I'll go, my co-authors have been demoted, but their reputation is higher than mine!"

Seeing this scene, Simon King frowned.

He began to realize that it was obviously impossible to quickly increase the team's reputation.

At the same time, he also felt a little disappointed with the scouting function in front of him.

He couldn't help but sigh:

"It is said that the scouting function has been opened, but this thing can only search downwards. Doesn't it get worse the more you search?"

"I thought I just needed a pillow when I wanted to sleep, but it was a joy in vain for a long time."

After returning home, Ximen Jin became more and more depressed as he thought about it.

I couldn't help but call out the system again.

"System, please open the scouting interface. Let me see if I can pick up some treasures from the garbage."
Chapter completed!