Transmigrating to the Song Dynasty: Water Margin Business Management

Time flies, and the days passed quickly. The highly anticipated match between the Song Dynasty Royal Football Team and the Japanese Football Team finally began. The match was held at the Royal Hunting Grounds outside the city. Emperor Huizong, the Empress, the imperial harem, and all the court officials arrived early at the viewing area. Zhao Tianming and his wife, He Xiang, walked ahead of the Royal Football Team, their entrance immediately drawing applause. ...

Immediately afterward, Gao Qiu led Gao Kan and nine other team members onto the field. Standing next to them was the Japanese football team. The captain was the midfield stag, Heel Jingchun, and behind him stood a short man with large eyes and a small mustache, who was the team's striker, named Yokokawa Straight Walk.

"We'll definitely teach you a lesson," Jiao Genjingchun said to Gao Qiu in a provocative tone.

"Go to hell!" Gao Qiu cursed.

"I think you're courting death." Hengxie walked straight ahead and sneered.

Just then, the referee blew the whistle, and the match between the two teams began...

Halfway through the game, Hengxie Zhizou and Jiaogen Jingchun were suddenly sent off to the left and right sides of the field respectively. The two collided with each other and rolled to the ground at the same time.

That's a foul!

The decision was crystal clear. The arrogant, headstrong player received his second yellow card as a result of the referee's decision. Meanwhile, the player who lingered in midfield was sent off.

"Referee, we didn't foul!" The crab jumped up, pointed at the referee, and yelled, "They clearly knocked us down on purpose!"

Neither of you are injured; you just bumped into each other. The referee shook his head and said.

"Then we should be penalized for a foul." Hengxie rushed forward and grabbed Jingchun's heel: "You tripped me yourself, I did nothing wrong."

Ok.

Two Japanese players started fighting on the field. Gao Qiu dribbled past several players and reached the edge of the penalty area of ​​the Japanese stadium, where he unleashed a powerful volley. The ball struck the inside crossbar, hit goalkeeper Zhongkong Xiuming on the head, deflected at a 45-degree angle, and went into the net.

"One to zero." The Royal Football Team takes the lead. Emperor Huizong is overjoyed and gives Zhao Tianming a thumbs-up. His father-in-law, Zhang Bangchang, is also beaming with delight.

He patted his son-in-law on the shoulder and said with emotion: This child is good; he will surely amount to something in the future.

The football team's performance in this match was quite impressive, scoring two goals against their opponents in the first leg.

In the second round, Gao Kan dribbled past three players on the edge of the penalty area, entered the penalty area, and unleashed a powerful shot that sent the ball into the net once again.

The ball has been sent into the net again...

At the end of this round, the football team has surpassed Japan's three-goal lead and is still improving, seemingly poised to extend their advantage further.

This result thrilled Zhao Tianming. He knew that if things continued this way, he would definitely win! And win big!

Just as Zhao Tianming was feeling emotional, a guard ran up to him and whispered a few words in his ear.

An angry expression immediately appeared on Zhao Tianming's face.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Zhao Tianming said, then turned and left.

......

When Zhao Tianming arrived at the Royal Stadium, he could hear cheers coming from inside. He went over and saw that on a section of the football field in the center, Hengxie Zhizou had been knocked to the ground, while Jiaogen Jingchun was lying to the side pretending to be dead.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tianming felt a surge of anger. He strode forward and kicked Hengxie Zhizou: "Damn it, I'll teach you to play dead!"

As the crab scurried about, it was kicked by Zhao Tianming. It immediately sat up, clutching its stomach and crying out in pain: "Ouch! Ouch! Why did you kick me?"

"You dare pretend to be dead! Believe me or not, I'll cripple you!" Zhao Tianming roared at him.

You... The crab stood frozen in place, too stunned to speak.

Shut the hell up! Zhao Tianming kicked him again, "I told you to play dead."

I...I'm really hurt, please...please spare me. The crab pleaded, walking sideways.

"Hmph!" Zhao Tianming snorted coldly and walked up to the head referee of the football field.

Excuse me, what just happened?

"During the match, the Japanese used an obstacle to trip the football player, causing a mistake in the game," the referee explained.

"Why did they do that?" Zhao Tianming asked again.

"I don't know, but I think it's to prevent the opponent from scoring," the referee replied.

Preventing us from scoring? Ha! Zhao Tianming couldn't help but laugh. These guys really know how to lie. He coldly looked at Hengxie Zhizou and asked, "Just now, how did you manage to kick the ball out of their hands and into the goal?"

I... was dumbfounded. He never imagined someone would suddenly appear behind him and ambush him.

"Don't you know?" Zhao Tianming asked.

I...I don't know. The crab, moving sideways, denied it.

Zhao Tianming nodded: "Even if you don't say it, I can guess. It's because Jing Chun attacked you from behind with his heel, and the spot he kicked was right behind the goal, so the two of you collided."

"No, I didn't kick him," the crab retorted.

Oh? You didn't kick him, so how did he knock you to the ground?

"I...I don't know either," Hengxie said directly. He was a smart man; at times like this, as long as he stuck to this point, he wouldn't be afraid of being investigated.

Sure enough, when Zhao Tianming saw Hengxie's appearance, he knew he had guessed correctly. A smile appeared on his lips, and he walked to the grass by the football field, ordering the guard beside him: "Give me a calligraphy brush."

Yes! The guard quickly fetched a writing brush and handed it over.

"Don't worry." Zhao Tianming dipped his brush in ink and drew a circle on the ground. It was a triangle, and in the center, he wrote three words: Trident!

The crab was completely stunned. He knew that this was the Royal Football Team's most basic defensive strategy: to use his legs to block the opponent's attack route.

If Jing Chun's heel had been able to stop Zhao Tianming's ball in front of the goal, he wouldn't have been easily beaten, and he wouldn't have gotten injured.

Zhao Tianming watched the crab run around in a panic, feeling very pleased with himself. He ordered his guards: "Tell all the teammates that this trident defensive strategy is very important. Don't make the same mistake, and don't kick the ball out of the goal."

Yes!

Alright. Zhao Tianming patted his pants and stood up. The match was over.

Zhao Tianming walked down the steps, came to Heng Xie's side, and slapped him across the face: Damn it, let you pretend, let you pretend, now you know how powerful you are!

I......

Don't think I don't know.

After the match against the Song Dynasty Royal Football Team, Jiaogen Jingchun and Hengxie Zhizou led their team back to Japan in disgrace. Zhao Tianming, after being evaluated by the system, gained one million experience points and received a reward of fifty million taels of silver from Emperor Huizong. In addition, with the income from commercial advertising, his assets increased by nearly one hundred million from this football match.

System notification: "Successfully advanced to the rank of Gentleman."

Of course, even in his moment of joy, Zhao Tianming faced a difficult decision. Emperor Huizong specifically requested Gao Qiu, the captain of the football team, and wanted to acquire Zhao Tianming's team.

Zhao Tianming was a businessman; he knew he couldn't disobey the emperor's decree, much less ask for money. Therefore, the royal football team truly became the emperor's official football team. Gao Qiu, who was thriving in Huizong's court, quickly rose to the position of Grand Commandant of the Palace Guard. He handed the football team over to Gao Kan and announced his retirement.

One day, He Xiang ran to Zhao Tianming's company in tears. She threw the sachet on the desk and refused to say a word in a huff.

"What's wrong, darling? Who upset you?" Zhao Tianming said with a grin.

He Xiang hugged Zhao Tianming's neck and said coquettishly, "Husband, I went to Ximen Qing's pharmacy to buy pearl powder. He told me that a pack costs fifty million."

I was furious when I heard that. Isn't this blatant robbery?

But Ximen Qing said to me, "Buy it or don't, it's up to you. If you don't want to buy it, get lost."

When Zhao Tianming saw that his beloved wife was being bullied by unscrupulous merchants, he immediately asked his secretary to call in Lu Da, the security captain.

"Find Wu Song for me, and let him teach that Ximen Qing a lesson! Remember to be ruthless, show no mercy, at least cripple him!" Zhao Tianming ordered viciously.

"Mr. Li, this is a trivial matter. You don't even need Chief Wu to get involved. I, Lu Da, can easily chop that brat Ximen Qing's head off."

“You don’t know, Wu Song was the master of dealing with Ximen Qing. He could beat Ximen Qing without any trouble,” Zhao Tianming said.

"Haha, alright, just wait and see the show," Lu Da laughed.

Zhao Tianming looked at He Xiang and said with a smile: Wife, can you rest assured now?

He Xiang nodded and said, "Yes, I believe you."

"Then why don't you thank your man?" Zhao Tianming, taking advantage of the situation, started to try and take advantage of the situation.

He Xiang pouted her rosy lips, kissed Zhao Tianming on the cheek, and then turned and left the office.

Wow! Seeing He Xiang leave, Zhao Tianming couldn't help but whistle.

Not long after, Wu Song appeared in Zhao Tianming's office with several brothers. "Brother Zhao, is there anything you need me to do?"

"Brother Wu, this is a gift I bought for you." Zhao Tianming took out a piece of paper, handed it to Wu Song, and said with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Zhao, you're too kind. What gift do you need?" Wu Song hurriedly declined.

Brother Wu, don't be shy, take this. You're my friend, it's only right that I give you a gift.

Well... alright then! Wu Song accepted it.

"Brother Wu, my sister-in-law He Xiang was swindled out of a lot of money by that bastard Ximen Qing. Please teach that scoundrel a lesson for me," Zhao Tianming ordered.

Wu Song nodded with a smile: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Okay, then I'll trouble you, Brother Wu.

Two hours later, inside Gao Yanei's hotel, a burly man in a black short-sleeved shirt was swinging his fist and punching Ximen Qing in the face.

boom! boom! boom!

Ximen Qing was beaten black and blue, with blood and teeth flying out.

"You dare touch me? I'll kill you!" Ximen Qing, as if possessed, lunged at the man in black, and the two began to wrestle.

boom! boom! boom!

The two fought fiercely, but neither was a true martial arts master, and they were quickly defeated. Ximen Qing lay on the ground, panting heavily, looking weak and powerless. The man in black was in no better shape; his face was already bruised.

"Who the hell sent you? I'll fight you to the death!" Ximen Qing scrambled to his feet and lunged at the man in black again. His eyes were filled with rage, like an enraged lion, wanting nothing more than to tear his enemy apart.

"Ximen Qing, don't think you're so great just because you have money. Let me tell you, I'm not short of money either. If you're so capable, then beat me!" The man in black robes retorted defiantly.

"You're asking for death!" Ximen Qing's eyes were bloodshot as he threw a punch. The man in black hadn't expected his opponent to be so reckless, disregarding his dignity and directly meeting his fist head-on. As a result, his right arm was struck directly by the opponent's fist, and a sharp pain shot through him.

The man in black swayed, but he endured the excruciating pain and limped up behind Ximen Qing, raising his fist to strike his buttocks. Ximen Qing felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, a tingling sensation spreading throughout his body. He stumbled and fell to the ground, collapsing once more.

"Hahaha, that's all you've got!" the black-robed man said arrogantly.

Zhao Tianming was dumbfounded by all of this. This Ximen Qing was really going all out, actually engaging in hand-to-hand combat with his opponent. Wasn't he just asking for trouble?

Ximen Qing got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: Come on, try hitting me again!

"Hmph! I'll beat you to death!" The man in black robes was enraged and lunged at Ximen Qing again.

Ximen Qing was extremely fast. He dodged the black-robed man's attacks, then seized the man's wrist when he was off guard and forcefully dislocated the man's arm.

what......

The man in black robes screamed as he clutched his dislocated arm, wincing in pain.