Chapter 137: Don't Cry When the Time Comes!

Hengda Football School.

Located in Pingshan District, Pengcheng City, it is a private football school.

Since there is no government subsidy, the tuition fee is very expensive, at least 50,000 or 60,000 yuan a year.

It is very difficult for ordinary families to bear this cost.

In fact, the founders of these football schools did not have the idea of providing talents for the national football team.

They treat those children who like to play football as their own money-making machines, and ask their parents for all kinds of fees openly and secretly.

The matter of accepting bribes from coaches is also turning a blind eye.

This is the case with the principal of Hengda Football School.

Because coaches are the lifeblood of the football school, especially those coaches who have brought out stars, they are the backbone of the football school.

As long as at the time of enrollment, it was said that such and such a star had played football in the hands of this coach and was guided by him.

That's why I can enter the club, become a sought-after star, and make money and make weak legs.

As long as they are there, then it is the best live advertisement.

Therefore, there will also be a steady stream of children, under the leadership of their parents, who come to the football school to sign up for practice, and the football school will be able to earn more money.

In the long run, once the chain of interests is formed, it will be difficult to break it again.

If anyone does not understand the rules and breaks this rule, they will become the public enemy of this circle.

Therefore, those parents can only swallow their anger, and dare not speak out about the coach's acceptance of red envelopes.

If the family is rich, pay the money obediently, if the family conditions are not good, it doesn't matter, then your child just waits to sit on the cold bench, don't want to play, anyway, it doesn't matter if they lose the game.

Yang Fei took Xiaotian's family to find the coach of the football school, the other party was a greasy fat man with a fat head and big ears, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his mouth was still shining.

At this time, a friendly match of teenagers was being held on the field.

This coach, named Fu Weipeng, sat on a stool and played with his mobile phone, with a cigarette in his mouth, and yelled twice at the court from time to time.

Yang Fei walked up to him, looked at him and said, "You are Xiaotian's coach, right?"

Fu Weipeng took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Yang Fei suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is, why do you put a boy who loves football and has great skills on the bench off the pitch?"

Fu Weipeng couldn't help laughing, "Don't force it if you don't understand, the players who can play are better than him, and he will only be embarrassed if he goes up, do you want me to give up the whole game for the sake of a player with poor skills? I'm sorry, I'm a coach, and I have to be responsible for every game." ”

He held his head high and spoke with righteousness and awe, as if he were God.

"You are talking nonsense, the last time you were at my house, you clearly said that my son's football skills are excellent, and compared with his peers, he is outstanding. The boy's father said angrily.

"Did I say that? Why don't I remember? I tell you, it's better not to talk nonsense without evidence, beware of me suing you for slander!"

"You ......" the boy's father glared angrily, staring at the coach, but there was nothing to say.

Yang Fei patted him on the shoulder and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Then walked up to Fu Weipeng and said coldly: "The national football team is because of a group of moths like you, so many years can not play in the World Cup, because you have no sportsmanship at all, just regard football as a means of making your own profits, completely ignoring the spirit of the Olympics, this is still the youth stage, it is the time to lay the foundation for Chinese football, as a result, you have rotten from the beginning, no wonder this national football team can't even play a small country with perennial war, you coaches have to bear the greatest responsibility for this." ”

"What are you pretending to be in front of me, and you have nothing to do when you're full, right?"

"What do you mean that we have to bear the greatest responsibility? Do you know football? Do you know what it means to attack and defend all and what is anti-offside tactics?

Fu Weipeng was poked in the sore spot by Yang Fei, and scolded angrily.

Yang Fei wanted to go up and beat him, but considering that there were still children, he gave up this idea.

Yang Fei squatted down and looked at Xiao Tian, "Xiao Tian, do you really want to go up to compete?"

Xiao Tian nodded violently, wiped his nose, and choked up, "I...... I want to participate in the competition. ”

Looking at the children who were flying wantonly on the green field, Xiaotian's eyes were full of longing.

"Okay, I promise you, you can play in the game later!"

Fu Weipeng heard this next to him and sneered, "You really think of yourself as the principal? Who dares to play without my approval?"

Yang Fei glanced at him and ignored him.

He comforted Xiaotian's parents again, and then left.

Fu Weipeng saw Yang Fei leaving, and mocked disdainfully: "Boy, aren't you very awesome?

……

The principal of Hengda Football School, that is, the office of Dong Liang, the owner of the football school.

At this time, he is interacting with Xiao Mi in love, and he is only one last step away, and he is about to hit a home run.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

He hurriedly pushed the hot little secretary away, and shouted out of the door very unhappily: "Who the hell!"

Yang Fei pushed the door in directly, "You are the principal of Hengda Football School, right?"

"Yes, who are you?

Seeing that it was a strange young man who came in, Dong Liang was a little scared, could it be Xiao Mi's suitor?

"I don't know if your football school is interested in transferring, quote a price!" Yang Fei said lightly.

Dong Liang frowned and stared at Yang Fei, "Buy my school, which company are you a representative of?"

"You don't have to worry about that, you just need to quote a price. ”

Dong Liang sneered, "Our school is on the rise, with an annual revenue of tens of millions, and the state vigorously supports grassroots football education, and the future development is bright, do you think we will transfer the football school to you?

"So, no matter how much money I pay, you won't sell it?"

"Yes, this football school is a sweet pastry, I just spent 20 million dollars to expand the stadium and renovate the equipment, I will sell it to you because of the water in my brain!

Yang Fei's expression was indifferent when he heard this, and he smiled and said, "Then don't cry when you come." ”

He already had a plan in his heart, so he stopped talking nonsense and left Dong Liang's office directly.

"Regret Nima, if I regret it, I will be your grandson!" Dong Liang's roaring voice came from behind.

Yang Fei already had a plan when he left, he found Zhao Yaxin and asked her to send someone from the company to deal with this matter.

To assist Yang Fei is Zhao Yaxin's newly recruited assistant, named Du Xiaolan, 23 years old this year, just graduated from the School of Management of Jingcheng University, proficient in English, Korean, Japanese Chinese, and has strong business ability.

Du Xiaolan originally had the opportunity to work in a Fortune 500 company, but she didn't know what method Zhao Yaxin used to deceive her into Wanye Investment.

"Boss, what do you command?" Du Xiaolan was wearing a professional dress, her graceful figure was unobstructed, her face was delicate and round, and she was a rare beauty.

"You help me check, in addition to Hengda Football School, what other football schools are there in Pengcheng, find out the smaller ones for me, immediately!"

"Okay, boss. When Du Xiaolan heard this, she hurriedly inquired.

After a while, she returned, with a document in her hand.

"Boss, these are the three football schools in Pengcheng that are currently operating poorly in addition to Hengda Football School, namely Enyang Football School in Bantian, Yingde Football School in Bao'an, and Dagen Football School in Longgang. ”

Among them, the Anglo-German Football School is the worst, it is the smallest of the three football schools, and currently has the least number of students, only 130 students, and eight coaches. In addition, I also found out on the Internet that their school is currently in debt of 10 million and is looking for investors. ”

Du Xiaolan is worthy of being a top student of Beijing University, and her work efficiency is very high, and in less than half an hour, she solved the task assigned by Yang Fei perfectly.

Yang Fei was very satisfied with this, and couldn't help but praise her a few words.

"Then according to you, how much value is left of this Yingde Football School?" Yang Fei asked.

"It can be inferred from public information that the current market value of the Anglo-German Football School is about 25.6 million, excluding the debt of 10 million. ”

Yang Fei nodded, and then said: "You help me send a letter of intent to the principal of the Yingde Football School, and I will bid 40 million RMB!"

"Forty million, boss, isn't forty million a bit much? I think thirty million is enough!" Du Xiaolan suggested.

"It's only 40 million, your boss, I'm not short of money!" Yang Fei smiled faintly.

Du Xiaolan opened her mouth wide and looked at Yang Fei in surprise, why is this boss so tyrant.

Can you save money? Is it that there is too much money to be used?

This really made her guess right, Yang Fei is not only too much money to use up now.

And it is used more and more, and the feedback from the system is continuous every day.

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