From the Country Team To the Rich

On the north side of the town, there is a rental inner front.

Varim hesitated at the door for a long time before he sighed and knocked on the door.

As the door opened, a woman stood at the door.

This is Varim's wife, Gina!

The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and eventually chose each other to live together.

Gina looked at Varim and smiled; "Did you score a goal today?"

Varim smiled brightly and said, "Two!"

Gina patted Varim on the shoulder and said, "Good job!"

Varim smiled like a child, and his wife would always give him encouragement, which is why he chose Gina.

Walking into the house, this is a room of less than 30 square meters.

A family of three lives here is extremely crowded.

A small figure rushed towards him, and Varim knelt down and opened his arms.

"dad!"

Accompanied by a childish voice, the little guy rushed into Varim's arms.

Varim lifted the little guy up high, making the little guy giggle.

Gina on the side smiled and said, "An Lina has been waiting for you, she is really looking forward to the cake you bought her."

Hearing this, Varim's expression darkened, and he forced a smile and said, "Yes...is it?"

Gina saw the guilt in Varim's expression, and he knew what should have happened.

On the other hand, the little guy stared at his bright eyes and said, "Dad, where is my cake?"

"Egg,,, cake." Varim didn't know how to say it, and his face turned red for a moment.

At this time, Gina came out and said softly; "Anlina, let's go back first, Dad, I will bring you the cake right away."

"Okay!"

The little guy jumped up and left happily.

Varim watched the child walk away, turned his head and said guiltily; "I..."

Gina shook her head and said, "You don't need to say that."

After finishing speaking, she took out some money from her trouser pocket and said, "Go and buy a cake, Alina has been waiting for a long time."

Varim looked at the money brought by the other party, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Just when he was about to borrow money.

There was a knock on the door.

The two turned their heads to look, with some surprise in their eyes.

They have no friends here.

Varim went to open the door, opened a crack, and called, "Who are you?"

There was a hearty laugh at the door; "I'm here to deliver the cake, Mr. Varim ordered the cake."

Varim froze.

When did you order the cake yourself?

"Wow! My cake has arrived!"

Varim was still hesitating, but Alina had already slipped through the crack of the door.

Scared, Varim immediately followed him out.

He saw a fat Asian man in a suit and leather shoes handing the cake to his daughter.

From the packaging point of view, this is a high-end goods.

By the way, she put on a birthday hat for her daughter and sent blessings.

"what's your name?"

"Alina!"

Alina's eyes were full of cakes.

Inoue Sansuke smiled; "An Lina, happy birthday!"

"Thank you uncle!"

After speaking, the little guy went back to the house with a cheer and holding the cake.

Before leaving, he shouted at Varim; "Thanks for the cake, Daddy!"

Varim looked complicated, and could only forcefully smile and nod.

After his daughter went in, Varim closed the door, suddenly leaned forward, and pushed Sansuke Inoue against the wall, angrily said: "Damn bastard, who are you? Why are you following me?"

Sansuke Inoue was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, he could only blushed and choked out two words.

"Scout!"

Varim was taken aback again, and said, "Scout?"

After speaking, he relaxed a little, and Sansuke Inoue coughed a few times and said, "Yes, it's the scout. I've been watching you for a week, and you haven't noticed?"

Varim blinked. He did remember a fat man hanging around every match.

This is also the reason why there are too few spectators for their games, so he has a certain impression of this Asian.

"Which club?" Varim asked.

Sansuke Inoue straightened his collar, pointed to the room, and said, "Shall we go in and talk?"

Varim pursed his lips and said, "Okay!"

The room is very leaky.

In order not to hinder Sansuke Inoue's conversation with Varim, Gina and Alina came to the corner, lit the candles, and sang the birthday song softly.

Sansuke Inoue looked at the other party's embarrassing living environment and said, "I have known you before. I have played amateur football for 10 years. If you were replaced by someone else, it would be difficult to continue."

Varim said; "I just want to prove that I am talented."

Inoue Sansuke smiled; "Yes! That's why I came here."

Varim pondered for a moment, and said, "You haven't said which club you are a scout for."

"Oh!" Sansuke Inoue hurriedly tidied up his clothes, took out a business card from his pocket, and said, "It's the first time we met, my name is Sansuke Inoue, Japanese, and now I am the chief scout for the Bundesliga Hoffenheim club!"

This series of self-introductions directly shocked Varim.

Bundesliga! Hoffenheim! Chief scout!

These three single words gathered together for a while, gave Varim the feeling that there was only one!

fraud!

big liar!

That's Hoffenheim, the king of the Europa League last season!

This is a team that can play in the Champions League!

Even in a professional team, Hoffenheim is a club that can barely be included in the first echelon.

Such a club has found itself.

It's not that he hasn't daydreamed.

But he is past that age!

These unrealistic ideas did not help him.

So in Varim's view, Sansuke Inoue is a big liar.

But then, Sansuke Inoue took out his mobile phone, directly called up Hoffenheim's official website, and opened the scouting department.

Varim could clearly see the photo of Sansuke Inoue hanging on the highest position.

At the same time, Sansuke Inoue brought up various media newspapers.

He adjusted several pictures of himself leaving the country.

Then came the Bundesliga excellent scout nominations and trophies that he won, all of which prove that Sansuke Inoue is the genuine chief scout of Hoffenheim.

Now, Varim was really dumbfounded!

He would be thankful if a fourth-tier team came looking for him.

If it was a Division III team, he would be ecstatic.

If it was a second-tier team, he would feel unbelievable.

But to be honest, he really didn't think about a European-level team like Hoffenheim.

This is too big a gap with him.

Varim was silent.

He didn't know how to accept this matter.

He had expected it countless times, but when it actually happened, he suddenly found that he didn't seem to know what to do.

Varim asked sincerely; "Sir, can we talk tomorrow? I need some time to accept."

Inoue Sansuke said with a smile; "It doesn't matter, this is my phone number, I will stay here during this time, you can contact me at any time."

After finishing speaking, Sansuke Inoue got up and said, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Finally, he smiled at Alina again; "Happy birthday!"

The little guy nodded fiercely and said, "Thank you Uncle Takeaway!"

Sansuke Inoue didn't mind either, and left with a smile!