From the Country Team To the Rich

"Excellent presentation!"

Zhang was packing up the documents now, when Michelle came over and said with a smile.

Zhang Xian put down the document and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, you also released the water just now."

Michel's previous remarks seemed sharp, but they were not too aimed at Hoffenheim.

Except for the routine accusations at the beginning, this guy has been in a state of eating melons, and he is obviously letting go.

"Because, I have read Hoffenheim's financial report in detail, you will not lose!" After finishing speaking, Michelle blinked and sneered: "People in Samor are like this, their heads are all muscles, and they always Trying to solve problems in a rough way, they always do!"

Zhang Xian showed a slightly surprised expression.

Sammer is the current chairman of the German Football Association. Does this guy openly ridicule because he thinks the black hat on his head is too strong?

Facing Zhang Xian's puzzled gaze, Michelle smiled and said, "I used to work in the chairman's office."

Hearing this, Zhang Xian's heart skipped a beat.

The chairman's office is a good job, and it is also where the power of the German Football Association is concentrated.

Since the fall of the previous chairman, the reformist headed by Samor has quickly occupied various important internal positions.

The conservatives are in a state of comprehensive suppression and decentralization.

From Michelle's previous information in the chairman's office, it can be known that this guy's status in the conservatives should not be low.

"Are you interested in having a drink tonight?" Michelle issued an invitation and said, "I treat you!"

Zhang Xian finished sorting out the documents and said, "I like to drink beer!"

Michelle raised her eyebrows and said, "Germans are not used to drinking red wine!"

Zhang Xian did not refuse this sudden invitation.

In fact, he also wants to make friends with officials within the Football Association.

Michelle is obviously the core figure of the conservative faction, and now he is in the stage of losing the struggle. It can be said that if it was before, Zhang Xian would not be qualified to talk to him.

As for his contact with Michelle, Zhang Xian felt that the reformists were not so stingy, just because he had a drink with Michelle and wanted to mess with Hoffenheim.

The two walked out of the hearing hall together. The next second, Zhang Xian suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to the reporting window?"

Michelle was obviously taken aback, and said, "The reporting window? If you need it, I can take you there, but what do you want to report?"

Zhang Xian said with a cold face: "Report the Black Forest River Plate Club for colluding with the referee to control the game, and report the Turkish Force for illegal contact with players!"

Michelle's cheeks twitched. Isn't the taste of revenge too strong?

Now that the two families that reported Hoffenheim are all together, what about the remaining one?

Michelle couldn't help but play with his taste: "Where is Sandhausen? What name are you going to use to report him!"

Regarding this, Zhang Xian said lightly: "I will sue him for defamation!"

I never take revenge overnight!

Michelle; "..."

 …

The two dawdled for an hour at the reporting window.

The main reason is that when Zhang is now filling out the three report forms, he writes small articles in the free comments below.

Each report form was filled to the brim, organized clearly, with sharp words, and also indicated that if a hearing was held, he would bring witnesses to testify.

After handing over the three small reporting articles, Zhang Xian left contentedly.

Along the way, Michelle looked at Zhang Xian strangely.

Zhang Xian, who was still handsome before, has become vengeful.

Walking out of the Football Association headquarters, Michel invited Zhang Xian to board his car, and the two left together.

Twenty minutes later, the two reappeared in a high-end club.

Led by Michelle, the two walked into the clubhouse, led by a beautiful waiter,

Walk into a private room.

The private room is not big, only the size of a normal living room, but it is quiet and claustrophobic, which can guarantee privacy very well.

There is a table full of wine bottles in the middle of the private room, and there are two rows of sofas on both sides of the table.

"Please sit down!"

Michelle took off her coat, loosened her tie, and said while rolling up the sleeves of her shirt.

Zhang Xian nodded and sat on one of the sofas.

Michelle sat down on another sofa, picked up a bottle opener and opened a wine bottle and handed it over.

After Zhang Xian took it, Michelle opened a wine bottle, held up the glass and smiled, "Today is a day worth celebrating, isn't it?"

Zhang Xian smiled noncommittally.

Ding!

Amid the crisp knocking sound of the wine bottle, the two took a big gulp directly at the bottle.

call! !

After taking a big sip of wine, Michelle exhaled and cursed: "The administrative department is really not a place for people to stay. Damn Samor, you always think about how to torment me."

Zhang Xian didn't respond to Michelle's abuse.

Seeing that Zhang Xian didn't respond, Michelle suddenly smiled; "However, it is precisely because of this that I can witness such an interesting event."

"Dude!" Michelle raised her eyebrows and said, "Tell me honestly, is the money paid by the big money maker behind you?"

Zhang Xian slightly raised his eyelids and asked, "Twenty million?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "No, it's our normal loan!"

In this regard, Michelle said with a smile; "Are the banks crazy? Give you a loan to a club with a valuation of less than 1 million euros!"

Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Because we have the guarantor of the Chairman of the Board of Hass Meat Federation!"

Michelle rubbed her chin and nodded slightly, saying, "That makes sense."

"However, in the 50+1 environment, Hoffenheim is an alternative. If Haas Meat United is willing to spend money, you will probably be able to come to the Bundesliga soon!" Michelle said enthusiastically.

Zhang Xian took a sip of his wine again and said, "That's because they are willing to spend money. The Bauer family is the patron of Hoffenheim. Although it is bad to say that they are bad, it is the truth. They are all misers!"

Hahahahahahaha....

Michelle couldn't help laughing out loud, and said amusedly; "Is that how you evaluate it, your big boss?"

Zhang Xian didn't even raise his head, and retorted, "You didn't comment on your direct leadership like that."

Hearing this, Michelle smiled awkwardly and said, "This is different, I am rival with Samor, even though I look down on him very much!"

Zhang Xiandao: "But now he is sitting in the chairman's position, and he is enjoying himself, and you are drinking with me."

Michelle: "..."

"I now believe that you have had a fight with that old guy from the Basketball Association. Your mouth makes people very uncomfortable." Michelle said with a curled lip.

Zhang Xian smiled and said: "In our country there is a saying called 'loyal words against the ears', which means that often the most truthful words sound particularly harsh."

Michelle was silent for a while, and said with emotion; "It makes sense, in fact, it's all a loser's complaint."

Zhang Xian said, "Don't rush to deny yourself, Samor didn't succeed either."

Regarding this, Michelle's eyes lit up and said, "You also think his plan will not succeed?"

Zhang Xian pretended to be confused; "What plan?"

Michelle smiled and said, "Well, it seems that you don't want to continue this topic."

Zhang Xian remained silent.

Michelle raised his glass again and said, "Take another sip. I really like the brand of 'Heidinger' beer. Even though it's a wheat wine, it's strong enough!"

The two took another big sip.

Michelle had already run out of a bottle. He put the empty bottle aside, leaned on the table with one hand, and asked, "Man, shall we talk about 50+1?"

Zhang Xian put the empty wine bottle far away, cleared a gap in the corner of the table on his side, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Shall we talk about 50+1?"

Zhang Xian waved his hand and said, "It's still the last sentence!"

Michelle asked puzzled; "I like Hedinger's brand of beer very much?"

"Next sentence!"

"Is he wheat wine?"

"One more word!"

"He's strong enough!"

Bang!

Zhang Xian slammed his head directly on the table.

Michelle looked dazed...

 …

Michel helped the drunk Zhang Xian out of the clubhouse, called a taxi, and threw him in.

After telling the driver the address, he watched the taxi slowly disappear from his sight.

After a while, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

There was hearty laughter from the other end of the phone.

"I thought you two were going to talk for a long time!"

Michelle sighed, "I think so too."

But he didn't expect that Zhang Xian blatantly pretended to be drunk.

"Well, isn't he a very interesting guy?"

Michelle took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it; "Menderson, he's been avoiding the topic."

Mendelson, who was on vacation in the United States, got up from the swimming pool with a glass of red wine and asked doubtfully, "Did you have a good chat?"

"No! We haven't entered the subject at all." Michelle said directly.

After a pause, Michelle suddenly smiled and said, "But because he avoided the topic, I can confirm that he knows what I want to say. You are right, this guy is really interesting."

Hearing this, Mendelsen said with a smile: "Then you have to be careful, this guy is a thorough reformer, what he wants is to introduce gold dollar football to Germany."

Michelle smiled and said, "Actually, I am not opposed to capital entering Germany. I also know that the development of modern football cannot be separated from capital, but I need it to be obedient."

Mendelson sneered; "Dude, are you kidding me again?"

"No, I'm just making an assumption. While introducing capital, introduce a policy to restrict capital!" Michel laughed: "I think this is the most suitable path for the development of German football."

Mendelson sipped his red wine and said with a smile: "Okay, I wish you success, but before that, you have to bring down Samor first!"

Hearing this, Michelle's face turned ugly.

He felt nauseous when he heard the name.