MTL - Almighty Summoner-v2 Chapter 406 head coach

This situation continued for a day, and then the Weiba Club finally couldn't stand the pressure and gave a reply, claiming that the manager Yang Mingchao had a personal grudge with Zhang Lin, and then secretly exported the scene, and he took all the responsibility.

Later, the Weiba Club held a press conference, publicly punished the team manager Yang Mingchao, and dismissed him and never hired him, which temporarily eased the public's doubts.

"Bastard, die."

"Go away, get out of Weiba."

"Give us back Mu Linsen."

After the press conference, everyone was furious at Yang Mingchao who hurried out to the car. As long as it was something that could be picked up, they threw it into the car that Yang Mingchao was in like crazy, so that the car could not get out. , what's more, he just lay on the car, smashed the glass, and cursed Yang Mingchao in it.

If a large number of guards hadn't arrived and stopped the farce in time, maybe Yang Mingchao would have been pulled out of the car and hacked to death, which shows the level of public anger.

Originally, the team's failure to defend their position has already made it difficult for them to accept, and now they know such a thing that makes them extremely depressed, no matter what, they can't suppress their emotions. Except for finding someone to vent, they really don't know what to do. How to do.

Looking at the hot scene at the scene, Zhang Lin in the crowd lifted the sunglasses on his nose and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, knowing the danger, but wanting to show up in public is really courting death, but it's your fate, these holy lights. The power of the fan is still not enough."

Li Xinran next to him glared at him and said, "You really don't think it's a big deal."

"Since I'm here, of course I want to watch the excitement, what's so good about it." Zhang Lin pouted, "If you didn't insist on pulling me here, I might as well sleep at home."

This girl Li Xinran still didn't give up. She really wanted to attack the Weiba Club Building. Today, she forced Zhang Lin to negotiate to see if it was possible to put this building under her name.

Zhang Lin had no confidence in this at all, it was simply unreliable, but since Li Xinran insisted, he followed. Anyway, he also wanted to see someone, and by the way, he also looked at Yang Mingchao's embarrassed appearance when he was swept out of the house.

Get your wish.

"The Weiba Club is really dark enough. Although Yang Mingchao led this matter, the club didn't nod and he didn't have the guts to do it. Now everything is pushed on him, and the club is completely out of the way, as if he didn't know it. It's just shameless." Li Xinran said dissatisfiedly.

"Ah, don't you sympathize with this surname Yang?" Zhang Lin said with a smile.

"How is it possible, this kind of pervert, I can't wait for him to die." Li Xinran spat and said, "It's just that I'm a little unwilling to let the Lord go."

"It's normal. Even if the Weiba Club is a thin camel, it's bigger than Ma. Even if it fails this year, it can't just let it go bankrupt. It must do a good job in public relations. The club has a way to deal with him."

It's so easy to seal a person's mouth, and a sum of money can break it down.

For Yang Mingchao, if he took the team out of the professional circle, he would have to pack up and leave, and if he took the blame while leaving, there would still be a settling fee, otherwise there would be nothing, then he would naturally There is no doubt about this choice.

Even if he took 10,000 steps back and said that Yang Mingchao was not interested in money, he was tough enough as a man. If the club was too soft, he could be tougher. He would die even worse. How could a hero suffer from immediate losses.

Li Xinran nodded and said, "I'm afraid now that he has made a public appearance, being smashed into a car and scolded is also what the club requires. Otherwise, the public will not be able to vent, and maybe they will be angry on the club's head."

"Almost." Zhang Lin nodded, under normal circumstances, who would be stupid enough to come over and get shot, "Besides Yang Mingchao, the head coach and assistant coach will definitely get out of the way, maybe they can be pulled over. ."

"Pull into our team."

"Yeah, our team is a bare-bones team now, and we don't have any staff. This is not good."

A team can't rely on one person or several people to rush in and out. It is impossible. The formulation of the usual training plan and various tedious matters need to have a special person in charge. For players, it is difficult to take care of these things. Status remains.

Players are players, and staff are staff. Only by performing their duties can the team run smoothly. Mochizuki was not a professional club in the past, and there were no intensive events to play, let alone any details. It doesn’t matter, but it will not work in the future. , this matter must be taken seriously, and a head coach is a necessary role.

"The relationship between Weiba's head coach and me is not bad. He is a reliable character. I think he should accept it." Zhang Lin glanced at the door of the club, and then led Li Xinran into it.

The receptionist was a girl who seemed to be in her early twenties. Zhang Lin didn't know him, so she went up to make a note and said, "I'm looking for Mr. Liang. Although I didn't make an appointment, he wouldn't mind, just ask. ."

"what."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then saw that the registered name was "Zhang Lin", she couldn't help widening her eyes, staring at Zhang Lin up and down, she was a little crazy for a while.

"Hello." Zhang Lin urged helplessly.

The girl woke up and hurriedly picked up the phone, she didn't know what was going on inside, and after a long time, she put down the phone and said, "Mr. Liang is still in a meeting, he told you to wait in the office. , the office is on the third floor, or I'll find someone to take you there."

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself. There should be no one who is more familiar with this building than Zhang Lin, even if the boss is no exception, does he still need to bring it?

"No need, as long as you're not afraid of me stealing things inside."

Zhang Lin smiled at the girl, and then went with Li Xinran.

The girl stared at Zhang Lin's back in a daze, and said to herself with a sigh of relief: "It looks so kind, it doesn't look like that kind of arrogant guy at all, he was framed by the manager, certainly not. wrong."

Zhang Lin strolled through the building with ease, but instead of going to the office, he went to the training base on the third floor. As soon as he went upstairs, he ran into an acquaintance, Liang Sheng.

Although Zhang Lin was wearing sunglasses, Liang Sheng recognized him at a glance and couldn't help saying, "What are you doing here?"

"Come for a walk, can't you?"

Liang Sheng frowned, and he seemed to want to scold Zhang Lin, but after a blink of an eye, he laughed at himself, shook his head and said, "As you wish, you are familiar here anyway."

"Well, how can you talk so well, not like you." Zhang Lin smiled.

"This time is different from the past. Now that Weiba has become such a bird, I'm going to leave. How can I care about what you do." Liang Sheng sighed.

Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows and said nothing, just nodded and passed Liang Sheng.

In a collective, everything that is done is just fighting for power and profit, and now without this major premise, naturally there is nothing worth meeting.

Although Liang Sheng took the initiative to harm Zhang Lin at the beginning, even without him, the result would not have changed. Although Zhang Lin hated him, he didn't have to hate him.

Li Xinran glanced at Liang Sheng, who was leaving, and said, "When the disaster is imminent, we will fly separately, and we have no loyalty at all."

Zhang Lin laughed: "The players are just working part-timers. Everything is based on interests. Who will talk to you about friendship."

"Fortunately, there is no such person in our team." Li Xinran said.

"Well, not yet."

"There won't be any in the future."

Li Xinran's voice suddenly rose, her eyes showed a firmness, and she stared at Zhang Lin, and she said this sentence is not a firm belief, but a hope for the team, or a concept.

Zhang Lin glanced at her, nodded with a smile, and said, "That's right, there won't be any more in the future, we are all friends fighting together, that's why I don't sign in the free market, we are one overall."

Team integration is also Zhang Lin's philosophy. After staying in the league for so many years, he is well aware of the value of this kind of thing. Sometimes it will burst out with extremely amazing power, and this kind of power is similar in strength to a profession. The arena is likely to be the magic weapon for winning.

Of course, this is only an ideal. In fact, in this world, you can never really guess a person, even the closest person is the same. You can share adversity, not necessarily wealth, and the environment can change a person. It's hard to tell if the values ​​of a person can even change a person's temperament.

Although these people are basically good friends who have been in the new district and have a deep trust in each other, this is only temporary. After entering the professional circle, it is another way of saying, will it be? No one can guarantee that you are blinded by interests. It is better to live in a fairy tale if you think too much.

Zhang Lin also knows that there are still many things to worry about in the future. Building a successful team is not just about gathering a group of talents. It is not that simple.

But no matter how long the road ahead is, it will be taken one step at a time. Zhang Lin doesn't think they can't do it, but he doesn't want to put too much pressure on Li Xinran at the moment, and there's no need for that. As for the future, we'll talk about it later.

When he came to the training base, Zhang Lin took off his glasses, which also attracted some surprised eyes. He knew many of the coaches here, but the positions of both sides have changed now, and there is a thorn in his heart because of what happened last year. , I don't know how to deal with it.

If he couldn't face it, he simply didn't face it. He was just a stranger. Zhang Lin didn't even bother to say hello. He just found a middle-aged man who was writing something on a table.

His name is Su Yongchang, the head coach of the Weiba team.

"Lao Su, it's been a long time, but your body is still so tough." Zhang Lin walked over with a smile and patted his shoulder.