"Where's Yan? Why hasn't he come yet? How long has it been......"

In the Dortmund media hall, many reporters couldn't help but talk about the empty home team's coach's box.

Slomka, who was sitting next to him, looked even more impatient, and after waiting for a while, he turned his head and asked the press officer next to him in an unkind tone.

"Sir, can't you just let him come out and end the press conference first, and then celebrate later?"

Leo Schell smiled awkwardly, and was about to answer the call to calm Slomka, who was obviously in a bad mood, when a man ran in the door and whispered in his ear.

Schell's face changed and changed after listening, and immediately, he picked up the microphone and said to the reporter below with an apologetic expression.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm very sorry that Yan will not be able to participate in tonight's press conference because he has urgent matters to deal with at the moment. Please ask Mr. Slokam if you have any questions. ”

As soon as Scheer's words came out, they immediately caused protests from the reporters below.

"But I just want to ask Yan questions!"

"The Football Association has made it mandatory for the head coach to attend the post-match press conference!"

"I don't have anything to ask Schalke!"

The reporters' blunt words made Slokam's face even more embarrassed, and he quickly stood up to speak for Shel.

"Since you don't have anything to ask me, that's the end of the conference. ”

Early the next morning, Dortmund CEO Watzke received a ticket from the German Football Association in the face value of 5,000 euros.

How, because of yesterday's riot among the fans?

Watzke was a little surprised, and he clicked on it to take a closer look at the reason for the fine, which was the first offense for the team's manager not to attend the post-match press conference as required......

This is the first time that Yan Jing has brought a fine to Dortmund since taking office, and he usually strictly abides by all kinds of rules, and Rao Watzke can't help but be curious.

What kind of important things will make Yan Jingqiao miss the press conference?

Brussels, Belgium, where the final of the 2007 UEFA European Under-17 Youth Championship will be held.

Yan Jing was still wearing the suit he had been directing the game, and he was glad that it wasn't the last round of the league.

There was no crazy beer bath celebration for his suit to survive.

This is Yan Jing's first time in Belgium, and he is not familiar with the city route. To make sure the route on Google was correct, he asked local passers-by for the approximate location of the U17 hotel in Germany.

From time to time, you will come across bookstores that have just opened on the roadside, and they will put the latest newspapers outside.

"Borussia Dortmund won the title?"

"Yes, not only did we win the league, but we also looked like we had a lot of fun in the Champions League. ”

"And yesterday Dortmund manager Nafan was ......"

The two fans stood in front of the bookstore and were discussing enthusiastically, completely oblivious to the fact that the person they were discussing had just passed by.

Coming to the vicinity of the Götze Hotel, Yan Jing glanced at his mobile phone, and the time had just arrived at eight o'clock in the morning.

According to Mario's usual routine, he must have gotten up already...... I'm sure I'll have to act with the team later, and I guess I'll only be able to come out and see me now, right?

Yan Jing thought about it, and pressed and held the No. 1 shortcut dial button to call it.

"Hah...... Good morning, chief. ”

The other party seemed to have just finished yawning, and the words pronounced in a sleepy voice sounded hazy.

"Mario, you're already up, aren't you?"

"Yes, are you already in Belgium? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No need, I'm already downstairs in your hotel. ”

"Huh?!"

"Can you come down and give me the ticket now?"

Yan Jing's words suddenly sobered up Ge Ze's whole body, he looked down at the loose hotel pajamas on his body, and shouted into his mobile phone.

"I'll be right here!"

Cross, whose eyes were still fighting in the bathroom, was brushing his teeth when the sudden sound of Götze outside the door startled him, and he couldn't help but stick his head out with a mouthful of foam.

"Mario, where are you going?!"

"I'll be right back - Tony, wait for you to go over and eat first!"

Yan Jing sat on the couch in the hotel lobby for a few minutes when Gotze came out of the elevator in a casual suit.

At a glance, Gotze saw Yan Jing sitting on the sofa with his head hanging down and a pen as if he was recording something, he took a deep breath, suppressed the joy in his heart, and ran over.

"Boss, why are you here so early?"

Hearing Gotze's voice, Yan Jing put away the notebook in his hand, and he raised his head to look at Gotze standing in front of him.

"I flew in after last night's game against Schalke. ”

"Uh......" Gotze scratched his head, suddenly unable to find the right topic, "Isn't the team training today?"

Yan Jing smiled and touched Gotze's head: "I told them before this, if I can win Schalke, I will give them the last vacation before the end of the season." ”

Gotze liked the feeling of Yan Jing's wide palm caressing his hair, and he secretly enjoyed it in his heart.

"So you're going to have to go back right after tonight's game?"

Yan nodded his head: "Otherwise, I will be late for tomorrow's training, and it will be the Champions League soon, this kind of thing shouldn't happen to the coach." ”

In the middle of their conversation, a middle-aged man walked in outside the hotel, and he saw Götze in the hall and said casually.

"Mario, it's almost breakfast time, come on!

Gotze turned his head to see that it was Frank Engel, the head coach of the U17 national team, and he quickly responded: "Got it, Mr. Engel, I'll go right away!"

Engel entered the elevator, and Gotze panicked and took out a ticket from his trouser pocket and handed it to Yan Jing and planned to leave: "Boss, this is a ticket for the evening game!"

"Hey, Mario, wait!"

Yan Jing remembered that there was still something to give, so he quickly got up and grabbed Gotze's arm.

Ge Ting felt the strength between Yan Jing's palms, and he suddenly stopped his steps and turned back: "What's wrong, boss?"

"I have something for you. ”

Yan Jing took out a string of red ropes tied with jade from his bag, and quickly tied them around the back of Getze's neck with his arms.

Götze buried his head and saw what was hanging from the red rope like a small stone.

However, unlike ordinary stones, it presents a condensed white crystal and elegant, and the touch is delicate and soft.

The traditional Chinese jade culture is not sought after in foreign countries, and Getze is rarely seen, so he can't help but ask curiously, "Boss, what is this?"

"Hetian Yu, huh...... A gemstone that is very popular in our country. Yan Jing thought about it, and finally decided to use gems to explain what jade is, "I just saw a jewelry store owned by a Chinese on the way to the hotel, and I happened to see this piece of jade, I always thought it could bring you good luck in the evening competition, so I bought it." ”

Jade was something new to Götze: "Good luck...... Is it like a cross necklace or something? If it's a gemstone, it's not cheap, is it?"

"It looks like it's really for you. Yan Jing smiled slightly and did not answer the question of price, "Okay, don't you still want to go to breakfast?" ”

"Ah, too. Götze fumbled to put the necklace inside his clothes, the cold and warm jade pressed against his chest, "Thank you for the gift, Chief, then we'll see you later!"

After saying goodbye to Gotze, Yan Jing found a hotel on the side of the road, intending to take a break before the evening game.

However, he still habitually opened his notebook, clicked into the mailbox, and a new email made him happy.

: Bertolucci.

Title: On the transfer of David Luiz.

Body:

I'm Bertolucci and first I think I need to thank you for your interest in David – he's only been in Europe for less than half a year, and I didn't expect you to buy him.

I've talked to David and he's interested in joining Borussia Dortmund, but he's a little nervous about changing the playing environment right away.

Also, I would like to know what kind of salary David will be able to earn.

If we can, I think it's necessary for both of us to have a face-to-face conversation in good faith.

Please reply to me as soon as possible with your ideal time and place to talk. David and I both know you've been busy preparing for the Champions League lately, so I don't mind if we meet a little later.

PS: Congratulations to Borussia Dortmund on winning the Bundesliga and good luck with your team winning future Champions League finals.

With the improvement of results, the appeal of the team will really change qualitatively.

Yan Jing read the wording of Bertolucci's email, and felt that this year's recruitment work might not require him to run around the world anymore.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to wait until the evening's game was over before replying to the email.

After closing the email website, Yan Jing browsed the football news website again, and the headlines were mostly exaggerated reports about Dortmund's victory last night and his snatching back the banner.

These things are no longer news, Yan Jing was about to turn off and have a good night's sleep, but he accidentally pressed the refresh button, and a piece of news that showed that it had just been updated was swiped out by him.

"Gelsenkirin was shocked to see a plane hanging a slogan mocking Schalke, suspected of being done by Dortmund fans!"

This title was very attractive to Yan Jing, and he immediately clicked on it.

- "You'll never win the championship!"

Schalke 04 lost 2-0 to their arch-rivals Borussia Dortmund at the Westphalen Stadium last night, handing over the league title to all Schalke fans.

But it doesn't seem that their rivals will stop their hatred of them because of this.

Just this morning, a plane suddenly appeared over Gelsenkirchen with a huge banner that read, "You'll never win the championship!"

The plane circled over Gelsenkirin for nearly an hour before flying away slowly, and it looked like someone had paid for it.

Although the identity of the hired aircraft is not yet known, if nothing else, he must be a wealthy Dortmund fan......

"Hahaha!"

I'll go, this wave is okay, who is moving so quickly?

Yan Jing couldn't hold back his laughter, and suddenly, a candidate appeared in his mind.

Damn, is it Nick?

Remembering that Nick said that he would give the Schalke people a small surprise before, Yan Jing hurriedly took out his mobile phone and sent a very brief text message to Nick.

- What did you do?

Soon, Yan Jing received an equally brief reply from Nick.

- Or else?

What should I say about you, if the media finds out......

At this point, Yan Jing paused, deleted the words that had been typed, and wrote again.

- Well done. 166 Reading Network