Chapter 818;

As the name suggests, the team has a wide range of players: from the administrative office, from the logistics department, from the design office, to the human resources department......

Su obviously belonged to the design institute and had been here for a while, so when she dragged Jiang Xinwei into the crowd, she happened to see a few colleagues, and one of the leaders in her institute happened to be an organizer of the team.

Hearing that the team she belonged to was actually 0-3 behind, she was very ashamed and excited, and said with a big grin: "Leader, how did you get it, how can you be poured three by them and none of yourself, isn't it a big man?"

That's the benefit of a female employee, and she didn't resent several leaders by saying that.

The leader said in agreement: "But isn't it? These guys are coaxing one after another on the field, saying that they promise not to concede the ball." However, as soon as he got on the field, he was gone. I can't even run. ”

As he was talking, he saw a man on the field who was playing football panting and running over, rushing to their position, and muttering to a man standing on the sidelines: "No, no, Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu really can't move. Whewβ€”β€”, old, old can't do it. Take...... Bring me a bottle of water, phew-"

This guy is a fat man, and the ground is shaken by his running. The fat under the white sweatshirt swayed in layers of waves regularly. It's a lot of worry when you look at it: can his two short round legs support his round body?

The man on the side of the station hurriedly turned around to get the mineral water, and after taking it, he said, "Director Wang, change it to another one, let the substitute be on it." ”

Director Wang's blue-shaved bald head was bursting with white sweat, and the sweat washed out a few sweat stains on his round face covered with dust and mud. He glanced at a few substitutes who were chatting not far away, and said disdainfully: "Just a few of them? No! Lao Tzu can't, and you can't do it!"

At this time, a man on the field who was also chubby but wearing a blue jersey shouted kindly to Director Wang: "Fat Wang, hurry up and come back to defend! If you don't climb over, you will lose another goal." Haha, you're not going to break the jar after losing three goals, are you?"

The situation on the field was indeed a bit tense at this time, and more than a dozen people were shouting loudly and messing around in front of the white team's goal.

Listening to the smug shout of that guy, Director Wang hurriedly ran back to the field and yelled at his subordinates: "Defend quickly! Hold on! Don't lose the ball to Lao Tzu again!"

When Director Wang rushed into the field, a player of the comprehensive team saw the ball rolling to his feet, and hurriedly ran up to it with a big kick.

The soccer ball flew high with a thud and flew far out of the playground and into the stands.

The tension in front of the goal was eliminated at once, and the players of the white-clad team breathed a sigh of relief, some walked slowly, and some lifted their clothes to wipe the sweat from their foreheads. They all looked lazy, and obviously, they had no desire to narrow or even tie the score.

Maybe in their hearts, they think that the players of the comprehensive team usually work either by their brains or their mouths, and they can't compare with the employees in the workshop, and the score should be behind.

Director Wang was very happy to see that the danger was lifted, and happily laughed at the blue-clothed player who shouted at him just now: "Hahaha, Lao Fan, what are you doing, isn't it in vain? ”

The muscles of his whole body trembled slightly because of the laughter, and the clothes that wrapped his muscles kept shaking. Looking at his happy appearance, it seems that as long as the opponent no longer scores, he will be satisfied.

Seeing that his team was so unenterprising, Su Ming was very depressed, and said to Jiang Xinwei: "Jiang Dongliang, you are a big man, you should be able to play football, can you play?"

Seeing that these people looked weak, Jiang Xinwei was not hypocritical, and said, "Can I go on?"

Before Su Mingming could speak, her leader smiled and said, "It's all kicking and playing, what can't you do." If you do, I'll tell the referee. ”

As he spoke, he shouted to a man on the bench, "Xiao Zhang, bring your jersey here." Let this ......"

Jiang Xinwei added with a smile: "My name is Jiang Dongliang. ”

Soon, the young man who was shouted took the jersey, and Su Mingming's leader told the referee.

Jiang Xinwei changed into sneakers and a No. 17 jersey at the back of the crowd. By the time he was back on the sidelines, the referee had called a player in a white jersey off the field.

Jiang Xinwei also trotted into the court.

Because he was a new force, as soon as he entered, a player kicked the ball he had just gotten at his feet.

Jiang Xinwei didn't have any ball skills? That is, he played with his classmates a few times in high school, and he liked it, but he didn't know any skills. After winning the ball, he didn't know how to cooperate, so he rushed in the direction of the goal with the ball.

The players on the court are nothing, there is no anger, they just know that Jiang Xinwei is a rookie, and they care about him rushing a little bit with such a person: you can play as much as you want, anyway, it is 0-3 now. It's better for you to rush at the opponent's formation, at least it's much stronger than the half-dead now.

They don't care, but the audience doesn't do it, and some spectators who don't want their favorite team to lag behind are angry and scolded:

"Where did the turtle come from?

"Is this mom playing football?"

"This ...... I've seen a solo player, but I've never seen anyone who is so unique. ”

"Does he think he can form a team on his own?"

……

Even Su Mingming, who encouraged Jiang Xinwei to play, was shocked, with a face of shame: she really didn't expect Jiang Xinwei to be this kind of good. You're really immodest, I let you go on you, I thought you could really play football.

Seeing Jiang Xinwei rushing through the half court with the ball, seeing that he was about to reach the penalty area, this kid still didn't pass the ball to himself, the person who rushed to the vicinity of the penalty area, and didn't even look at himself from the corner of his eye, Director Wang couldn't help but be furious and shouted: "No. 17 boy, do you have long eyes? Don't you see Lao Tzu standing here?"

Director Wang has always given the impression of employees that he is amiable and never puts on a show to his subordinates, otherwise his dignified director of the logistics department would not have played football in person, but today he was really angered by Jiang Xinwei: Even if you don't respect the leader, you have to respect the rules of football, right?

Lao Tzu is a fat man, and it is easy to rush here with difficulty? You just ignore me like this.

When a player saw that Director Wang was angry, he also scolded angrily: "No. 17, you Wang Ba Dan doesn't know how to play football, so go down to Lao Tzu!"

Except for Su Mingming, who knew Jiang Xinwei's fake name, no one else knew anything about him, and no one here knew that he was the chairman of the company.

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