From the Country Team To the Rich

Mary has heard that Chinese proverb.

The new official took office with three fires.

Zhang Xian's behavior this morning made her feel too gentle. She thought it was Zhang Xian's just taking office and wanted to ease the relationship.

She didn't expect that Zhang Xian's first fire would be on the first team.

"This is our first task. To cut first-team players, we only leave two sets of lineups, that is, twenty-two players, and all others are cut. That is to say, we have to deal with a full ten players."

The entire meeting room fell into silence.

Everyone looked at this document with ashen faces.

Even Jurgen Bauer was a little at a loss. Although Zhang Xian told him that the methods would be a little drastic, it was too much.

"I disagree!"

Mary's voice broke the silence.

She glared at Zhang Xian and said, "They are all heroes of the club. Most of them have played for the club for more than 5 years. We can't just clean them up like this."

Zhang Xian looked at Mary indifferently, and Mary would also glare without giving an inch.

The two faced each other tit for tat, and the atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely stiff.

At this time, Zhang Xian said slowly: "I forgot to inform you. Yesterday, I set the season goal. This season, we will break into the professional league."

scare! !

Except for Mary, the others suddenly looked up, and they looked at Zhang Xian in disbelief.

Zhang Xian was not surprised by this, and continued: "Besides, I still want to stay there, so we need a healthy club."

"How is this health defined?"

"Healthy financial structure, healthy player structure, healthy age structure, etc..."

"We're not satisfied with that, so, we need to deal with some players, in fact, they are just pensioners, aren't they?"

Mary paused every word: "He! They! No! Yes! Raise! Old!"

In this regard, Zhang Xian could only sigh, and pulled out a brand new data map again: "Lewan Sneve, 38 years old, played 5 times last season, and his physical fitness report shows that he runs 5,000 miles per game. Meter."

Zhang Xian turned to look at Ivan and said, "Now, what is the average running distance of a professional player per game?"

Ivan pursed his lips and said, "Ten thousand meters!"

Zhang Xian said in a cold tone: "The most or the least?!"

Ivan gritted his teeth: "At least!"

Snapped!

Zhang Xian clapped his hands and said, "So, what's the purpose of sending him on the court? Let him watch a game from a close distance?"

Without waiting for Mary to refute, Zhang Xian continued: "Wanster Bach, played three times last season and was injured three times? Is this a glass man?"

"Miket Backhaus, 41 years old, well... I think he must be a meritorious player, he reminds me of the one from the Bianconeri, but..."

Snapped! ! !

Zhang Xian slammed down the newspaper and shouted, "What's the matter? Fighting, drinking addiction, beating up wives, why do we keep this kind of scum?!"

"This kind of people, what is the meaning of their existence? Apart from being a burden to us, what is the value of their existence? Don't tell me that these people still have combat effectiveness. As for the honorary players? Fart!! Hoffenheim has What an honor, we are a poor team in the seventh tier league!"

"Do you know how much money these people have divided? The money is enough for us to sign three times a season!"

"So, that's my first request and it's something that the team has to address."

The entire conference room was silent, everyone lowered their heads, including Mary who had glared at Zhang Xian before, and she also lowered her head at some point.

Mary was still a little angry, but Zhang Xian's tone told her that there was no room for turning around this matter.

This made her turn her head to look at the actual owner of the team, that is, the club owner, Ball.

Bauer was also in a dilemma at this time. He looked at the majestic Zhang Xian, and then at Mary who was begging.

He hesitated, and said, "Dude, I think, can this matter..."

"boss!"

Zhang Xian interrupted directly and said, "You said you wanted to go to the Bundesliga, right?"

"Yeah!" Bauer nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"So according to our current financial situation, even if we enter the Bundesliga, will the DFB allow us to play in the Bundesliga?"

Now, everyone is silent.

Yes, all teams want to play in the top league, but that doesn't mean they will be able to play after promotion.

If you want to play in the top league, you need a lot of hard conditions.

Among them, the financial statement for the whole year is the most qualified description.

There are many conditions besides the financial statement, but the current Hoffenheim is not qualified at all, she fails any of them.

Ball shut up.

He did not go to persuade.

He calculated an account in his heart. Compared with going to the Bundesliga, these can indeed be given up.

Seeing that the boss stopped talking, Zhang Xian also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Bauer's will would really stop him. If so, all his future plans would be in vain.

Zhang Xian took a deep breath and said, "Gentlemen and ladies, I need you to understand one thing. The operation of a club is inseparable from commercial operations and the division of interests. The future Hoffenheim will become a High-speed trains, I don't want you to become obstacles in the way, if this happens, don't blame me for being unfeeling."

Sitting back on the chair again, Zhang Xian continued; "The team will keep two sets of lineups, and the rest will be laid off. As for who will be left, it will be decided by the coaching staff."

At this time, Ivan said faintly: "They won't agree, but there is a contract between us."

Zhang Xian paused. He took a deep look at Ivan and said, "The team is signed once a year. In August, all of their contracts will expire."

Ivan lowered his head, but still said; "Sir, there will be a big problem. What if the others don't sign? What will we play in the league?"

Zhang Xian said indifferently: "Let the youth team make up, give up last season, sell everyone, and keep the funds in the winter transfer period for signings. Anyway, we are an amateur team. Who will pay attention to us? As long as we can keep relegation, I don't care." Would you mind waiting another year."

hiss! ! ! !

The head of scouting, Braden, took a breath and said to himself: This is a devil!

Looking at the quiet scene, Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen."

"Now we're talking about the second phase of the mission... Please turn to the second page."

The three of them turned the pages slowly.

With the previous lessons, they were shocked for a while.

The amazing thing is that after finishing this topic, they actually felt a sense of relief, but the content on the second page shook their minds again...

On the second page, there was another line of words.

'Salary cut'!