World Cup of Great Powers

"Old Zhang, you have to be careful during this business trip."

At the door of the house, the virtuous wife was arranging her husband's collar before leaving.

"Mom, Dad, the kids and I are waiting for you at home. Don't let anything happen to you."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Alas! I didn't dare to tell you last night." The wife sighed, "Xiao Cai got into a fight with someone again. This time he fought so hard that he scratched his face."

"This bastard boy is actually looking for trouble for me! Wait until I come back and see if I don't spank his butt into eight pieces!"

"Don't blame the child!" The wife complained, "You don't know about our child? He is usually very quiet!"

"Then he also scratched people's faces?"

"Isn't it because of you?" The wife rolled her eyes at her husband.

"Because of me? I..." The husband seemed to have thought of something in the middle of his sentence.

"So, if you have a chance, talk to your leader and see if we can transfer you to a school." The wife continued to nag, "Even if the income is lower, we will feel at ease, right?"

"Hey, stop talking." The husband sighed, "It will be fine after a while."

"When did it stop? From the beginning of the year to now, when did it stop?"

"Okay, stop talking, the train is almost here. Wife, hand me that bag."

"Here, take it. See if there is anything else you forgot?"

"Um...it should be nothing."

"By the way, put this on too."

After the wife finished speaking, she returned to the room and rummaged around for a while, then took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on the bridge of her husband's nose.

"Wear it to avoid being recognized by acquaintances."

"Um."

...

Saying goodbye to his wife, the husband walked out of the house.

On the way to the bus stop, I passed a newsstand.

After thinking about it, I took out 50 cents and bought a newspaper.

"Zhang Jilong successfully ran for the AFC deputy seat!"

"With a loss of 50 million, who dares to take over Yaqi?"

"Fan Rossi: Being able to see the Chinese team enter the World Cup, my life has not been in vain!"

"The CEOs Talk About Wanda"

"J League's New Deal on Salary Limits"

"The Chinese Youth Team defeated the Japanese Youth Team 4-1 and won the Asian Youth Championship!"

Seeing the title in the corner, Sun Jingnan couldn't help but read it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Asian Youth Championship champion?"

"Hey, it's still the team led by Zeng Zheng! No wonder!"

"Okay, I scored 4 goals in the small days, this goal is good..."

"Hmph! These bastard media reported such a big event in such a corner."

“I don’t know which end is lighter and which one is heavier!”

In the center of the front page of the newspaper, a few large characters almost fill up half of the newspaper: "The sentry will be suspended indefinitely!"

Although printed in black and white, these large characters are as scary as dripping blood.

The man in sunglasses sighed, "Oh! How old I am!"

"If you give him eight guts, he won't dare to mess with Wanda!"

This newspaper headline is exactly the summary of the referee Yu Diancong's punishment in the Bamboo Shoe Cup semi-finals, which made Wanda Wang quit because he was "angry".

"...After multiple investigations and evidence collection, the referee Yu Yuancong did not commit any violations of regulations or disciplines..."

"...It's completely due to lack of ability and mistakes in penalty decisions..."

"...For this reason, Yu Dancong will be punished by revoking his referee license and suspending the whistle indefinitely..."

There was no match-fixing or black whistle blowing. The whistle was suspended indefinitely simply because of lack of ability.

Even a fool can see the problem with this penalty decision.

But the brilliance of Bamboo Shoes is that these three key pieces of information are gradually released.

But I never thought that the media would still be interested in sorting out these fragmentary information and seeing the rewards all at once.

"Hey! Xiao Zhang, where are you going to blow the 'black whistle' today?"

The sound of thunder frightened the man in sunglasses and he quickly raised his head.

Across the road, an old man in slippers was holding a rice bowl and greeting him with a smile.

"Uncle Ma, don't say this nonsense!" The man in sunglasses looked nervous.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense! Hahaha." Uncle Ma waved his hand, not paying attention to the nervousness of the man in sunglasses, "I know, Xiao Zhang, you must not be bragging. Lao Li, give me two pieces of tofu!"

Seeing that Uncle Ma was paying attention to the tofu stall next door, Xiao Zhang tucked the newspaper under his arm and hurriedly left the newsstand in the eyes of passers-by.

As soon as Xiao Zhang left, the newsstand owner shouted: "Old Ma, what is that kid's background?"

"Ah, Grade 1 and Grade 2 referees." After Uncle Ma finished speaking, he seemed to think something was wrong and added, "I've seen the big ones since I was a kid!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you know people but don't know their hearts! Even the Queen Mother and Lafayette sometimes make mistakes. Do you know what's going on in this person's heart?" The newsstand owner looked disdainful.

"Okay, okay, please stop saying a few words. This matter has nothing to do with us." Uncle Ma weighed the braised tofu in the bowl, turned and walked towards the door of his house.

Seeing Uncle Ma leave, the newsstand owner took the initiative and shouted: "Old Li, do you think I am right?"

Old Man Li shook his head naively, "I only know how to make tofu, but I don't know anything else!"

There was Army, who was "exploited" by his boss Songri at the beginning of the year, and Yu Yuancong, who "single-handedly" made Wanda withdraw from the football circle.

Although the Army won the lawsuit in the end, Zhu Xie did not say anything to Yuan Cong.

However, under the guidance of public opinion, the referee profession has become "a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat it."

Just like just now.

When professionalism was established 5 years ago, no one thought that refereeing would become a "high-risk profession."

...

"Xiao Zeng, we played well in the Asian Youth Championship and brought out our style! Thank you for your hard work!"

After a busy day of receiving the Chinese Youth Team who had returned from the big victory, Wang Junsheng took some time out and called Zeng Zheng into the room.

"Uncle Wang, this is the summary report of all the players of this Asian Youth Championship. Can you take a look?"

"What do I think it does? You just have to figure it out yourself!"

Behind the desk, Wang Junsheng held his chin with his left hand, and kept rubbing his temples with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

"Uncle Wang, you should also pay more attention to your health and not stay up late all the time!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing Wang Junsheng's appearance, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but persuade him.

"What do I mean? Your Uncle Xu is under a lot of pressure!"

In order to clean up the country, Xu Fang even gave up his position as deputy chairman of the AFC.

But after repeated investigations, a few small fish and shrimps were dealt with, which even Zeng Zheng couldn't understand.

"Uncle Wang, give me a breath, what exactly is Uncle Xu thinking?"

There was no third person in the room, but Zeng Zheng still lowered his voice.

"Isn't this just an excuse to push Nayu Wan Cong out to please Wanda?! The key point is, does it make sense? Wanda's family has a big business, how can they get into trouble with a referee?"

"Well, your Uncle Xu also knows that this is inappropriate, but this is Wanda after all. Before the matter is completely settled, we can only make this decision."

"Is the matter completely settled?" Zeng Zheng heard the clue.

"Xiao Zeng, I'm thinking of your relationship with Lao Xu, so I just mentioned it to you. You mustn't say anything else!"

Wang Junsheng sighed, "Your Uncle Xu has been a bit aggressive lately, and the pressure on him from above is quite big!"

"What the hell?"

Hearing this, Zeng Zheng was also anxious.

Xu Fang was so brave that he actually followed the clues and got to the top?

"Uncle Wang, please tell me clearly. Uncle Xu wants to be the contemporary Bao Zheng. What about Hyundai Haiqing?"

Wang Junsheng raised his head and rolled his eyes at Zeng Zheng, "What are you thinking about at such a young age?"

"What Bao Zheng Haiqing?"

"Where did you think you were?"

Zeng Zheng was even more confused when he heard this.

"Uncle Wang, it's not you who said Uncle Xu is now..."

Zeng Zheng pointed to the ceiling.

You can never say this out loud at any time.

"You misunderstood me." Wang Junsheng waved his hand and explained, "According to your Uncle Xu's wishes, he wants to separate the referees from our bamboo shoes."

"Xiao Zeng, you also know that our professionalism is different from that of Japan and South Korea."

"The word reform is not a joke."

Zeng Zheng deeply agrees with this point.

The purpose of any reform is to liberate productive forces.

When a certain project needs reform, it also proves that its old things are no longer suitable and even begin to hinder the development of productivity.

The same goes for football.

Five years ago, it was said that it was for football reform and liberating productivity.

But in fact the above idea is very simple, just to "reduce the financial burden";

And "bringing football to the market" is just to "reduce investment" and add a rationale for this behavior.

This "professionalization" has only changed the source of football funding, but it has not changed the football system.

Before professionalization, funds were allocated from above, but after professionalization, money was raised from society.

To put it bluntly, this professionalism means “using other people’s money to do your own things”!

After Wang Junsheng's concise and concise reminder, Zeng Zheng took a breath of cold air.

He thought Xu Fang was just trying to figure it out.

Now when I heard it, I realized that Xu Fang was using a sickle to cut off the vines and then plant another one!

"Damn it, Uncle Xu... isn't he afraid of losing his official position?"

Zeng Zheng opened his mouth wide, raised his thumb, and said nothing for a long time.

"In Lao Xu's words, he is already a person who has just walked through the door of hell. Is he still afraid of this?"

Wang Junsheng sneered, "For the sake of football reform, Lao Xu really even risked his life!"

"Okay, I understand..." Zeng Zheng nodded.

After learning about Xu Fang's goal this time, the blazing flame also burned brightly in his chest.

It’s great that Xu Fang is alive!

"Uncle Wang, what can I do?"

"You? Just lead your team!" Wang Junsheng chuckled, "Just like you in this Asian Youth Championship, in the finals, you cried for your father and mother."

"According to their character, they shouldn't write a summary report and study it for a year?"

"With this year's effort, we can close the gap a lot!"

"No problem, I'm good at this!" Zeng Zheng immediately stood up and patted his chest in assurance.

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you." Wang Junsheng took out a document from the drawer and threw it in front of Zeng Zheng, "I discussed with your uncle Zhang and others before that Jianlibao will not be used in the Asian Games.

"

"You hand in the Olympic roster tonight and recruit people to join the team tomorrow."

"You can take them to this Asian Games."

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