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"What to do about leadership?"

Wang Xuan was no longer calm as before, and said in a low voice: "Minister Xunsheng should also have received the information about the IPHOX company..."

The voice did not fall.

The office door rang.

It was someone from the Office of the Foot Management Department who announced that half an hour later, a team meeting would be held, with Minister Wang Xunsheng personally presiding over it.

Wait for someone to leave.

Sun Fenglin smiled bitterly...

At the meeting.

"Director Fenglin, you shouldn't do that!"

"Director Fenglin, you are confused!"

"Director Fenglin, you..."

"..."

The conference room was filled with smoke, and a group of old smokers were hidden in the fog. Their cigarette butts flickered, shirking responsibility, criticizing the culprit, and adding insult to injury, all in one go.

Sun Fenglin had a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

The matter has come to this, it is meaningless to stand upright after being beaten and fight even though the beast is trapped!

"Everyone be quiet!"

After the criticism reached a certain level, Wang Xunsheng smiled and knocked on the table.

When the conference room quieted down, he said: "Now we are not discussing who is responsible, but how to deal with the aftermath!"

As he said that, he looked at Sun Fenglin and said, "General Manager Fenglin!"

"You were the one who took the lead in bringing in IPHOX to work. In this situation, you have to take the lead and come up with a solution!"

"and……"

"In the past few days, fans have been very critical of us, and they have been asking us to apologize."

"The superiors also called me several times to supervise related work and asked me if I still wanted to be the minister. I was under a lot of pressure!"

"As the executive deputy minister, you have to take care of me!

"..."

When Sun Fenglin heard this, he raised his head and met the smiling Wang Xunsheng.

Wang Xunsheng has said it very straightforwardly.

Whoever caused the problem will solve it.

If you can't solve it, you will have to take the blame. The executive deputy minister will most likely not have to do it anymore, and even other punishments will be inevitable.

The smell of smoke in the conference room was choking.

Sun Fenglin felt dizzy.

End of the meeting.

When I returned to the office like a zombie, it was already noon.

Sun Fenglin locked the door tightly, sat behind the large desk, and stared at the phone on the desk in a daze.

Want to keep the position below the buttocks.

A replacement for IPHOX must be found as soon as possible. The FA Cup competition cannot "run naked" without sponsors.

Public opinion among fans...

You also need to come forward to calm it down yourself.

Recently.

It's not like Sun Fenglin has never thought about asking his "underlings" to take the blame, but this matter is too big for others to handle!

He had prepared for the worst and thought of a solution.

Qin Feng knows best when it comes to business operations.

Those who want the Football Management Department to apologize are all Liaodong fans.

The trouble should end it!

I can only ask Qin Feng for this matter...

Take a deep breath.

When Sun Fenglin came to his senses, the light outside the window had become dim.

It's already time to get off work.

Calculate the current time in Germany on your fingers.

A bite.

Sun Fenglin suddenly grabbed the phone on the table.

at the same time.

Munich, Germany, noon.

Qin Feng, surrounded by Beckenbauer and Rummenigge, strode out of Bayern headquarters.

Negotiations with representatives from Adidas, Mercedes-Benz, BMW and others went smoothly, and the two parties reached a verbal agreement to fully sponsor the Dragon Kingdom football industry at the right time.

As for when the right time will be, we will all wait for news from Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was so proud that he walked with wind.

"Qin, I have to say, you are really a genius at negotiation!"

Beside him, Beckenbauer couldn't help but admire that he was too simple-minded to summon "helpers" to deal with Qin Feng before!

Thinking of the meeting just now.

Qin Feng stood in the center of the venue, "confronting" each company's appearance one by one.

Beckenbauer had palpitations.

the other side.

Rummenigge said nothing, but gave Qin Feng a thumbs up.

"Haha Franz, I have to thank you even more!"

Qin Feng smiled modestly and stretched out his right hand, "Thanks to your help, the negotiation was so smooth."

"This is what a 'friend' should do!" Beckenbauer smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Qin Feng's hand, emphasizing the word friend.

Qin Feng laughed out loud.

"Yes, we are friends!"

With a roll of his eyes, Qin Feng said seriously: "I will leave Germany in the afternoon."

"Since we are friends, let me give you a message!"

"Oh?"

Seeing that Qin Feng spoke solemnly, Beckenbauer stretched out his hand and showed an attitude of listening.

Qin Feng leaned close to Beckenbauer's ear and whispered:

"If you Bayern reach the Champions League final next year, be careful of a guy with a baby face!"

After saying that, ignore Beckenbauer who looked confused.

Qin Feng turned around and was about to leave.

Behind him, Qian Zhisong ran up with his mobile phone.

"Director Qin, this is Sun Fenglin!"

Qian Zhisong held the phone tightly and smiled so hard that his mouth reached to his ears, "You're so polite!"

"Tell him I'm not available."

Qin Feng also raised the corner of his mouth.

Qian Zhisong was startled and almost laughed.

Director Qin was trying to show off Sun Fenglin... With a smirk, Qian Zhisong ran to the side holding the phone.

When he spoke into the microphone again, he raised his head high and straightened his waist.

"Qin, what's the problem?"

Beckenbauer glanced at Qian Zhisong, who was like a victorious rooster, and asked in confusion: "Is your trouble solved?"

Hear Beckenbauer's phrasing.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, "I said that day, everyone is waiting for good news, the other party can't do anything to me."

Really solved! ?

Beckenbauer's shocked expression flashed away.

These days, he has investigated clearly what kind of difficulties Qin Feng encountered.

He didn't expect that Qin Feng could actually defeat the Longguo Football Management Department on his own!

Wait for Qin Feng to leave.

Beckenbauer stared at Qin Feng's retreating back, motionless for a long time.

Until Qin Feng and his party disappeared at the end of the road.

He just picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Lennart, I understand what trouble Qin is in."

"What is it?"

On the other end of the phone, Johansson asked with interest.

Beckenbauer told the reasons why Qin Feng was punished by the Longguo Football Management Department.

Johansson laughed loudly when he heard this, "Qin, this troublemaker, how did he deal with it? Did he beg you to make this call?"

In Johansson's view.

Facing the Longguo Foot Management Department, Qin Fengren spoke softly and had no other choice but to seek help from himself.

Beckenbauer chuckled, "You guessed wrong Lennart."

"Qin didn't mean to ask us for help, but..."

"In extremely straightforward words, he insulted the other party!"

"What?" Johansson lost his composure and shouted, "What about now? Qin must be very worried, right?"

"This guy doesn't play by the rules!"

"I'm telling you Franz, Qin is in big trouble this time. Now is a good time for us to take action. You must..."

"Lennart, Lennart..."

Johansson was chattering on the phone, and Beckenbauer quickly interrupted, "Listen to me!"

"Qin Gang received the call..."

"The Foot Management Department of the Dragon Kingdom has nothing to do with Qin, they have given in!"

"What, this is impossible!"

On the phone, Johansson screamed, "How did Qin do it? This is absolutely impossible!"

"That's how it is!"

Beckenbauer once again showed an incredulous look and said in a deep voice: "Lennart, it seems..."

"We have really found a great ally. There's no telling what kind of magical power Qin has!"

"..." Johnson.

hang up the phone.

When I think of separation.

Qin Feng mysteriously told Bayern to be careful of baby faces.

Beckenbauer shuddered subconsciously...

the other side.

Qin Feng led the reassembled Liaodong team to arrive at Munich Airport.

2+ hour flight.

The group landed in Barcelona, ​​Spain.

Just got off the plane.

Haven't picked up the luggage yet.

Qian Zhisong leaned forward again with the ringing mobile phone.

"Director Qin, it's still Sun Fenglin."

"In this little effort on the plane, I got twelve missed calls, all from him!"

Looking at the long missed call ID on Qian Zhisong's phone.

Qin Feng smiled, very happily.

The phone went off and soon started ringing again.

Qin Feng no longer hesitated, took the call, and pressed the answer button hard...

……