But he said that just when several people, each for their own purposes, were preparing to join forces to deal with Simon King's declaration of war.

On TV, he said something like this before leaving:

"Visena is a small team full of human touch."

"And I, Simon King, am indeed a person with no professional football experience."

"But taking this opportunity, I want to send out recruitment to coaches all over the world: I need an offensive coach, a defensive coach, a technical coach, and a tactical scout."

"Remember, it doesn't matter whether you have experience in professional football or not, whether you are ugly, disabled or whatever."

"As long as you are qualified for this job and as long as your morals are not in question, then Vesena will definitely accept you."

"Of course, the premise must be that you are competent."

"Okay, I'm leaving. Finally, I want to say a sincere thank you to everyone who supports me."

"In addition, I would like to say to those who are interested in helping me, whether we can cooperate in the end or not, I thank you in advance."

"Thanks, bye."

Come like the wind, go like the wind.

The faces of those guests who had not said a word were filled with complex expressions at this moment.

The national actress immediately followed Simon King, and in her heart she felt some desire to get close to this handsome guy with an oriental face.

"Simon King, please wait for me, please?" Melchior's voice was like a ray of sunshine on a spring day.

She slowly came to the other party, with an incomprehensible expression on her beautiful face.

"Where are you going? Back to Vizera?"

"Yes, Miss Melchior, thank you for supporting me."

"Vizela is a good place. I have filmed there and I like it there."

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to chat, Simon King immediately felt like leaving.

"Welcome to come again. I will definitely take you to visit my team then. But I have to leave now, I'm sorry."

"Are you anxious? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Oh... no, I have nothing urgent. I just want to go back because a lot of the club's work is not ready yet."

Speaking of this, Simon King ignored the other party's disappointment, said "sorry", and actually left.

Melchior was so dumbfounded that she quickly looked at the mirror next to her. After seeing that there was nothing wrong with her makeup, she frowned.

"What's wrong with this man?"

"I'm Melchior, and he left just like that?"

"Here I go, he's really an unexpected guy!"

As a national actress, as a top artist who is more beautiful than anyone else.

Melchior definitely has the charm to make any man stay, so at this moment, she is really dissatisfied.

But so what?

Simon King is such a person. He doesn't like chatting with strangers or clinging to powerful people. He has no interest in even people-friendly celebrities like Melchior.

In his heart, he was still nervous about his declaration of war.

He was like a lonely fighter, walking in the aisles of the TV station with an empty head.

If the declaration of war is his temporary whim, if the declaration of war is the bloody spirit that he should have as a young man.

So at this moment, he really felt a little scared.

Because his team is just a weak team after all.

And his players are just some old men and some young men.

"System, next is a season of fierce battles. Are you ready?"

"..."

The system will never chat with him.

But Simon King, who has lost contact with Fanny, who can he support with?

Pulling the fence, he came behind him quietly.

The light rain in the sky fell on the two of them like hair.

The street lights on the street corners can really cast long shadows.

…

Back in Vizera, Simon King made a phone call to his father.

On the phone, he cried.

Those were tears of stress and tears of grievance.

My father didn't say much. As a standard Chinese person, he only knew how to encourage but not comfort.

But these are enough.

…

When he woke up the next day, Simon King cheered up and prepared for a big fight.

He came to the team base and called Thomas over directly.

"System, launch targeted training."

"Uncle Ben Yedder, now we are training Thomas' running and shooting."

"Okay sir, but shouldn't we be practicing passing?"

"Why a pass?"

"This was Armando's idea. He believed that the most important thing in your tactics is passing the ball."

"Uh... Ignore him for now. I will discuss it with him later."

"Okay. But you have nothing to do here. I heard that Babara came early in the morning and seemed to have received a lot of resumes from coaches. Why don't you go to the office to find her first."

Simon King was ecstatic when he heard that he had received resumes so quickly, and there were so many of them.

He quickly ran downstairs and arrived at Babara's office.

To be honest, this was his first time back in Babara's office. As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he was immediately stunned by the flowers all over the room.

"What's wrong, idiot, why don't you speak?"

Babara was still so approachable and pleasant, waving to him and pouring him a cup of coffee.

"You are so beautiful."

"Hey...what happened today? My workaholic Lord, my Caesar, didn't even talk to me about work in the first place!"

"Alas!"

Simon Jin slapped his forehead and said in a hurry: "Quick, quick, quick, get the resumes of the coaches."

"No!"

"Don't make trouble."

"Then please praise me."

"You are so beautiful, do you still need compliments?"

"Hateful, I thought you were a piece of wood."

Babara was so happy that she placed the printed pile of A4 paper in front of him.

"I have already selected them once, but I know that you will definitely read them all. But, I suggest you read these two people first."

Simon King smiled sheepishly at her, took the two resumes she handed over, and read them carefully.

"Zhang Qiang, a native of China?"

"Yes, he is from China, but his resume is very interesting."

Simon Jin read it carefully and clapped his lap happily.

"It's really interesting. An old player who practiced martial arts until he was 18 years old and then switched careers to play in League One and League B studied coaching in England for seven years at his own expense. He even once directed the game on behalf of the head coach. It's interesting!"

"That's not all, he also sent a video, take a look."

After moving the laptop, a strong-looking Chinese man in his forties appeared on the screen.
Chapter completed!