Name: My father Yuan Mu

But now after hearing Yuan Zhihao's words, these team members felt happy. After all, who would want to freeze outside when they could go inside?

In the past, when leaders came to inspect, especially in winter, they had to stand outside for at least two hours. When the leaders came, he would get out of the warm car and not feel cold. He would also chat with the leaders of the training base for a while, without caring whether they were cold or not.

The leaders of this training base are quite cold-resistant. They didn't stay in the house and wait until the time was almost up before coming out. They stood outside and waited with the team members.

After hearing Yuan Zhihao's words, the base leader nodded quickly.

"Okay, please come this way, leader."

"Well, let the team members go first. Look how cold these girls and boys are. Hurry up, you go first. Next time I come, don't make such a fuss. Just wait in the room. Also, there is no need for these team members to greet them. Training is more important for them. Remember?" Yuan Zhihao waved his hand and then looked at the base leader.

When the base leader heard this, he was stunned at first, then nodded hurriedly. He knew that the leader was a little unhappy.

"Yes! Yes! Secretary Yuan is right. I will pay attention to it next time."

In the base conference room.

Yuan Zhihao still sat in the first seat, and below him sat the leaders of the Football Association and some management leaders of the base who followed him.

"I came here today mainly to see how the players are training. I think we should let the men's and women's football teams prepare for the intra-squad match this afternoon. I want to see their current level."

"No problem, leader." The base leader agreed immediately. He had guessed that Yuan Zhihao would read this.

"Well, there's nothing else to say. I'm not here for a meeting this time. I want to experience the environment and atmosphere of the base firsthand. The others should just stay away. Everyone should do their job. Director Li, you can make the arrangements."

"Good leadership."

Soon, a group of nine people began to inspect the training base. They took a sightseeing bus and looked around. After all, the training base was very large, and walking was too slow.

Yuan Zhihao’s first stop was the men’s football canteen of the Logistics Department.

The floor of the cafeteria was so clean that you could see your reflection in it. The kitchen was even cleaner than normal. It was obvious that they had cleaned up in advance.

However, Yuan Zhihao didn't look at these things, and went straight to the ingredients that the men's football team would eat for lunch.

The food preparation box is filled with a variety of ingredients, including shrimp, beef, pork belly, fish, eggs, various vegetables, and finally sea cucumbers.

"Director Li, it seems our players' meals are pretty good."

"Secretary Yuan, eating well will improve the players' physical fitness. Our base has implemented a scientific nutritional balance for the players' meals. Each player eats something different, and each meal is specially formulated based on their physical condition."

"Oh, that's not bad. How much is the daily food allowance for each player?"

"Two hundred and eighty yuan."

Upon hearing this number, Yuan Zhihao was secretly shocked. This food standard is among the best in the world, right?

With such food standards, how could the men's football team lose the game?

"Well, let's go and take a look at the women's football team." Yuan Zhihao nodded and walked outside.

Soon everyone came to the women's football canteen. Compared with the men's football canteen, the food in the women's football canteen was relatively worse, and there was no sea cucumber.

"Hey, Director Li, is this the food for the women's soccer team?"

"Um, yes." Director Li hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"So how much is the food standard for the women's football team?"

"One hundred and nine."

"Why is there such a big difference between them and the men's football team? The food standard is nearly 100 yuan, why?" Yuan Zhihao turned and looked at Director Li.

"Well, Secretary Yuan, it's like this. After all, the men's football team has achieved more results, while the women's football team hasn't achieved much..."

Director Li was interrupted by Yuan Zhihao before he could finish speaking.

"What are you talking about? I saw it at the door earlier. The men's football team players all looked greasy from eating, while the women's football team players looked malnourished. You are responsible for this, Director Li."

Director Li's forehead began to sweat. He wiped it with his sleeve and then casually glanced at Zhao Minghai, vice chairman of the Football Association.

Zhao Minghai understood and then spoke.

"Secretary Yuan, there are physical differences between men and women, and their diets are definitely different. Men's soccer consumes a lot of energy, while women's soccer consumes relatively less energy, and they also eat relatively less."

"I think Director Li should have considered this as well. So, Secretary Yuan, Director Li really can't be blamed for this."

"Oh? So, I was wrong?" Yuan Zhihao looked at Zhao Minghai with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Minghai's heart skipped a beat and he secretly cursed himself for saying the wrong thing. How could he talk to his leader like that? Even if the leader was really wrong, he couldn't say it openly. Damn it, he was such a fool.

Since Yuan Zhihao had been invisible for several months, Zhao Minghai neglected him a little, which led to him making this low-level mistake.

"No, no! Secretary Yuan, that's not what I meant."

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now. I know what you mean." After saying that, Yuan Zhihao quickly walked to the side.

Zhao Minghai really wanted to slap himself. Now that everything had been peaceful for several months, why did he have to give himself a slap? But since everything was already said, he could only wait and see if he could make up for it later.

Yuan Zhihao had lunch in the men's football canteen. One by one, the male football players in training uniforms came in chatting and laughing, got their meals, sat down and started eating.

Yuan Zhihao looked at the players one by one. Some of them were strong, but many of them had little bellies. Is this the body shape a player should have?

"Director Li, do you allow players to go out during training?"

"Ah? Of course not. You are strictly not allowed to go out during training!" Director Li was stunned for a moment and then quickly answered.

"Oh, it seems that the food for the men's football team is really good. Look, they all have a little belly! I, who sit in the office all year round, don't have a little belly, but these players who usually consume huge energy in training do. Director Li, don't you think this is funny?" Yuan Zhihao looked at Director Li with a smile on his face, but in Director Li's opinion, this smile contained huge anger no matter how he looked at it.

Without giving Director Li a chance to explain, Yuan Zhihao looked at the head coach again.

"Coach Lippi! Isn't the intensity of the men's football team's training enough?"

"Oh! That's impossible. I arranged a full schedule for the players during training. The intensity is definitely enough!"