Godfather of national football

Chapter 690
When the charter plane of the Chinese team entered the airspace, two fighter jets came head-on, and everyone saw this rare scene through the portholes.

I remember that when the German team won the World Cup runner-up in 2002, when the chartered flight returned to enter the German airspace, it was also escorted by fighter jets. This was a kind of national praise for the triumphant soldiers.

Mu Fei looked out of the porthole, feeling very happy in his heart, and said to Geng Chong beside him, "This is the kind of treatment that only foreign heads of state can enjoy."

"Seems to be."

"Then it seems that I, Mu Fei, am also a big shot now, a very big one."

"Hahaha, you are not tired."

In fact, most of the people on the plane were quite quiet at this time. After all, the finals had exhausted everyone's energy. In addition to the activities after winning the championship, the players were tired even if they were hard-working, except for Mu Fei, who seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

"Not tired, Geng Chong, let me tell you, in fact, another dream of mine when I was young was to be a pilot, to fly a fighter jet."

"Oh, then why not?"

"Because I was discovered later, I was on the road to becoming a superstar."

Geng Chong was very blunt, and directly made an expression of wanting to vomit.

"Hahaha."

"Keep your voice down, you are not tired, everyone is tired."

Mu Fei subconsciously closed his mouth, but he still thought in his heart: "It's so rare to win the championship and still sleep, I really don't know how to live."

After getting off the plane at the Capital Airport, there are still huge crowds of people to welcome them, but the players are indeed tired. It’s like eating too much delicacies and getting tired. If you watch too many scenes of mountains and tsunami, people can’t get excited.

Facing the tired-looking players, the media and fans did not criticize them. After a simple ceremony at the airport, the players left and checked into a hotel that had been prepared long ago. As for when they can take a holiday, it depends on the arrangement of the Football Association.

*****
After taking a shower, Li Guo received a call from Cai Hua, chairman of the Football Association.

"Li Guo, you are not an ordinary person. I won't say thank you, but congratulations are still required."

"Thank you leader."

"Hehehe."

"By the way, the leader must have something to do with you calling me so late."

Cai Hua chuckled, "It's still the same, so straightforward."

"A few things. The first thing is that you resigned and the Football Association approved it. The second thing is about the championship parade."

"Can you take it easy, the players are too tired."

"Of course, I also understand, so let's hold one. In Shanghai, the time will be set in a week. What do you think?"

Li Guo thought to himself: "This time the Football Association is still reasonable." So he happily agreed, "No problem."

"One last thing..."

"Say it straight," Li Guo thought to himself, anyway, this is the last time he will deal with the Football Association, no matter what they ask, it's easy to say.

"Let's have a meal together."

Li Guo thought to himself, this is not a big deal, it turned out that Li Guo himself had forgotten that he never participated in the activities of the Football Association, and Cai Hua never invited him.

Li Guo didn't agree right away, Cai Hua thought he wouldn't be able to invite Li Guo, and continued: "Li Guo, I know you don't need bureaucracy, and I have never invited you to participate in the Football Association's activities for so many years, but this time is different."

"And let me tell you, you look down on us old men, but actually those old men don't like you either."

puff.

Li Guo remembered the past with Director Feng, and now that he thinks about it, it turns out that he has been so unkind in the past ten years.

"How about it? Give me a letter of approval."

"sure."

Cai Hua was both surprised and delighted, "Bring the players along."

"Ah."

*****
After getting out of the car, Mu Fei looked up and shook his head: "If the boss of the Football Association invites you to eat, choose such a bad place."

"Hehe, what else do you want?"

Li Guo knows that the Football Association is not short of money, but there must be a lot of media on this occasion, and the ostentation does not dare to be so big.

After entering the restaurant and going up to the 8th floor, Cai Hua was already waiting at the elevator entrance, which was beyond Li Guo's expectation.

"Leader, why are you waiting for us at the elevator entrance? It's really flattering."

Cai Hua smiled and pointed at Li Guo, "Don't worry, there are no reporters today, don't pretend to be like that, I don't like it."

During the conversation, someone jumped out. It was the first time he had such close contact with the chairman of the Football Association. "Hi, I'm Mu Fei."

Cai Hua has long heard that Mu Fei is the biggest tease in the national football team, so he stretched out his hand, "I've heard the name for a long time, Mu Fei."

"Really?" Mu Fei was overjoyed, he didn't know that Cai Hua was talking to him, and he took it seriously.

Li Guo said, "Mu Fei, if you are sensible or not, it's up to you. Let's go in with the leader."

After everyone sat down at the table, Li Guo took a look. Some of the old men around Cai Hua knew each other, and some didn't. Director Feng, who had pissed off him back then, has transferred to another department, and now it is said that he is in charge of badminton.

When the dishes were ready, Mu Fei wondered, why no one touched the chopsticks, it would be bad if it got cold.

"Geng Chong, why don't you eat it?"

"You are stupid, the chairman hasn't spoken yet, who dares to eat it."

Sure enough, Cai Hua spoke, and it was some scene-related words. The players were responsible for clapping their hands. Mu Fei was the worst. He told Geng Chong that he wanted to fuze for a while, and if he needed to applaud, he would kick him.

"what."

"Clap clap clap."

After clapping his hands, Mu Fei asked Geng Chong: "How long have you been talking, how long will it take?"

Before Geng Chong could answer, Cai Hua said, "Let Director Li say a few words."

Mu Fei complained incessantly, "No wonder the head never participates in the activities of the Football Association. It is indeed too tiring. After eating a meal, it takes only an hour to talk, and the food is cold."

Li Guo stood up, and everyone looked at him with earnest eyes. The officials of the Football Association knew very well that the National Football Association had earned enough face this time, and now the Football Association can walk sideways in front of the general committee.

Everyone who cares about football knows that the Football Association has a lot of money, but because of poor grades, they are always scolded.

So as soon as Li Guo stood up, the officials applauded vigorously, clapping, clapping, clapping.

Li Guo saw that it was endless, so he gestured for everyone to stop, then smiled and said, "Can I really say anything?"

Cai Hua's heart skipped a beat, "What the hell do you want to mess with?" But on the surface he was still cheerful, "Director Li has worked so hard, so of course you can say whatever you want. Besides, today is a family banquet and there are no reporters."

"Okay." Li Guo smiled at everyone, "Then I only have one word, eat quickly, the food is cold."

After talking about the national football team, everything started here, leaving the stunned old guys watching, Cai Hua felt amused, Li Guo is still the same Li Guo.

(End of this chapter)