Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Shengjing at 1:30 in the morning.

Very quiet.

Occasionally, a drunk vomits on the side of the road, wowing.

Old Zhao Zhao New Year rode a three-wheeled donkey upside down and galloped ahead.

Little Zhao Zhao Junze followed behind on his bicycle.

The two first went to the freight yard of Beizhan, which was far away from home.

Every morning, Zhao Xinnian would rush here to buy small seafood.

I'm late.

You can't get a good one!

Squeezing into the crowd, Lao Zhao is familiar with picking goods and bargaining.

Zhao Junze couldn't help behind, he knew that his father went out early every day to stock up.

But I don't know what he does when he goes out.

More than 40 minutes.

The skinny old Zhao walked towards the side door with a big woven bag on his shoulders.

The woven bag leaked water and smelled fishy, ​​which bent Lao Zhao's waist.

Zhao Junze ran up to help, but Old Zhao pushed him away, "Today you are watching from the sidelines!"

The woven bag slammed on the donkey, causing the board to tremble.

Old Zhao returned and took out the second bag.

Then the third bag, the fourth bag.

More than 300 catties of small seafood are all on the old donkey.

Riding on the donkey scooter creaked and moaned, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.

The father and son set off again.

Go to the Northbound Wholesale Market to grab fresh fish.

Zhao Junze still rode behind.

The back of the father riding upside down on the donkey in front of him is bent, struggling to pedal.

His figure twisted left and right with the pedaling, and he exhausted his whole body strength every time.

Zhao Qunze's heart was clenched into a ball, he gritted his teeth and was at a loss.

When he went north, Zhao Nian snatched more than 100 catties of fresh fish.

500 catties of seafood.

It's all on the back of Lao Zhao's donkey.

He didn't let Zhao Junze take the lead.

At 3:30 in the morning, the father and son rushed home without stopping.

Passed a railway on the way home.

When crossing the railroad tracks, a heavy donkey riding backwards cannot pass.

Old Zhao got out of the car.

Bend over, use your back to lean against the car body, and yell to push back.

The wheels of the cart moved up and then backed up sharply.

Lao Zhao was pushed forward, and it took a lot of effort to withstand the body of the car.

Zhao Junze couldn't stand it anymore.

He threw away his bicycle and rushed to help push the cart.

Old Zhao stopped the car, turned around and pushed Zhao Junze away vigorously, "Walk aside, just watch carefully, how did your father come here for more than ten years since you were five and a half years old and practiced with a business coach!"

Zhao Junze sat down on the ground, tears could no longer be stopped.

Seeing Zhao Junze crying, Lao Zhao's eyes were also red.

But he still said sternly: "Why are you crying, get up, if you don't go back, you won't be able to catch up with the market opening!"

I must rush home before 5 o'clock and sort the goods.

At 6 o'clock, Lao Zhao and his wife had to get out of the stall on time.

Hearing this, Zhao Junze got up and rushed up to stand against the handle of the donkey riding backwards.

No matter how hard Zhao Nian tried this time, he couldn't push him anymore.

"Boy, what is your father and your mother climbing up in the middle of the night for?"

Seeing that Zhao Junze couldn't be pushed away, Old Zhao grabbed him by the collar, "Could it be to keep you by my side for the elderly?"

"What I'm doing is that you can play well and win glory for the country in the future!"

"I got it, I got it dad..." Zhao Junze grinned and shouted, "I'm going to Barcelona, ​​I'll play well and win glory for the country!"

Upon hearing this.

Zhao Nian's wrinkled face instantly glowed.

Father and son worked side by side.

Riding a donkey backwards over the railroad tracks.

The two of them, one in front of the other, walked towards the horizon towards the rising sun.

……

Up 9 o'clock.

Zhao Junze's eyes were red, and he found Qin Feng.

Hearing that Zhao Junze agreed to go to Barcelona, ​​Qin Feng was naturally happy.

He didn't ask much.

It is better to inquire less about other people's family affairs.

"Xiao Zhao, do you have an agent?"

Qin Feng asked, if he wants to go to Barcelona, ​​he must first negotiate a contract with Rexach.

Although the broker will take a commission, professional matters are left to professional people.

Business negotiations really need a reliable economic man.

Zhao Junze shook his head, naturally he couldn't have a manager.

Qin Feng laughed.

That's right, Zhao Junze is still a rookie who has just played in the first team.

It's the same situation at home.

How could there be a broker.

He called Qian Zhisong, the general manager, to be Zhao Junze's negotiator.

The three discussed for nearly two hours.

before lunch.

Qin Feng called Rexach, and then called the Spanish translator of the Liaodong Club.

Hearing that Zhao Junze agreed to go to Barcelona, ​​Rexach was naturally delighted.

But talk to Qian Zhisong about the details of the contract.

The old boy is not ambiguous at all.

Qin Feng watched from the sidelines.

Unexpectedly, Lei Zi could be a coach, had worked as a scout, was able to engage in youth training, and was also extremely proficient in the business field.

This is quite an all-rounder!

Qin Feng wanted to ask if Rexach wanted to change jobs.

Of course this is just an idea.

When querying Barcelona information on the system yesterday, Qin Feng learned about it.

In the future, Rexach will once again be in charge of Barcelona's first team coach.

Professionals are just different.

With the help of Qian Zhisong, the details of the contract were negotiated in less than 40 minutes.

The only controversy lies in Zhao Junze's transfer fee.

Rexage stuck with the original $35.

And Qian Zhisong killed $50.

His reason is.

Although Zhao Junze is still a little-known 19-year-old player.

But in his age group, he swept Japan and South Korea.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Zhao Junze is the best midfielder in Asia under the age of 20.

in the game against Spain.

Zhao Junze can confront Hierro and Enrique head-on, which also shows his value from the side.

50, still depends on Rexach's face.

If someone else, at least 100 million US dollars!

Of course Rexach couldn't possibly agree.

Barcelona is not short of $15, but it is impossible to be taken advantage of.

The two argued inappropriately.

Qin Feng smiled secretly.

This asking price was given by him to Qian Zhisong.

Not for the money, but to deduct some benefits from Barcelona!

"Qin, don't watch the excitement, just say something fair!"

Qian Zhisong didn't buy oil and salt, and Rexach blushed with anger, "35 is the most fair price!"

Qin Feng was happy, and he delivered it to his door!

He cleared his throat, "Old Qian, you are not authentic!"

"Who is Lei Zi? He's a buddy. We're not short of the $15!"

The translator next to him faithfully repeated every word of Qin Feng.

Rexach straightened his back, squinting at Qian Zhisong triumphantly.

Your boss has already spoken, why don't you obey obediently?

Unexpectedly, Qian Zhisong doesn't give face to anyone, "Mr. Qin, it's not about money, it's about face when you hang around outside!"

"Today we sold Xiao Zhao cheaply, and if someone introduces Ibrahimovic tomorrow, we dare to open 20 yuan!"

"Then don't play fart!"

Qin Feng pouted and nodded, then shrugged at Rexach, "You have heard Lei Zi, it's not that I won't help you!"

Rexach's face turned even redder.

He pursed his lips and stared at Qian Zhisong, exhaling through his nostrils, he was on the verge of erupting.

Qian Zhisong also stared back, looking at the posture and wishing to go up and make a move.

Just when the two were about to shoot the case.

Qin Feng suddenly said, "If not, I will come up with a compromise."

"Old money, it's 35, not a cent!"

"Leizi, you La Masia are supporting the 10 senior youth training coaches in Liaodong. They must have teaching qualifications."

"You two take a step back, so you don't have to hurt your temper."

"How wonderful!"

"Okay, I agree!" Qian Zhisong answered quickly.

Rexach also replied subconsciously: "No problem..."

……