Chapter 112: The Home of Athletes
Returning to the Huangshi base again, Lu Jianming, who rushed to hear the news, scolded his head and face.
"What do you want me to say about you, usually I say it well, I have to pay attention to this and pay attention to that, but today, you dare to catch a thief? Have you ever wondered what you would do if you got hurt? ”
"So many people will go to catch thieves, do you want you to worry about this little hairy child? You're a police officer, huh? You are an athlete. ”
"Aren't you going to the World Championships? I see you participating in a fart, if you get injured or this is another gangster today, give you a knife, your entire career, your whole life will be ruined. ”
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scolded for several minutes in a row, Su Zu kept his head down, to be honest, with the mentality of an adult, if he was scolded like this, he would have already been angry and arguing.
But this time, Su Zu really knew that he was reckless, and he didn't think about it without thinking about it and went straight to mess around.
Whether it's climbing stairs, climbing fences, or even chasing into alleys, I don't think about it seriously. If something happened at that time, the consequences would be far more serious than he thought.
This night, Su Zu slept very unsteadily.
It's not just because of my impulse tonight that I didn't think about the consequences. It's more like turning over and over in my mind, and finally Zhang Qunwen sits in the corner and cries.
Such a player, who was once favored by everyone, trained since he was a child and was high, but after a sudden injury, he fell into the dust.
That kind of difference in chance, it's a sigh to think about.
If you don't become a sports athlete in the same way, if you are just a bystander, if you encounter such a thing, you may just sigh a few words like most people, and then you can't scold how cruel the system is, and there is no humanity.
can be in this game, in this circle, Su Zu can't let go of it no matter what.
Raising the national flag, playing the national anthem, flowers, applause. In the eyes of many, athletes, especially those who have won world championships, will always have a halo over them, and they are heroes and role models to follow.
But what about behind the podium, behind those who didn't even walk up to the podium?
About 6,000 professional athletes retire each year, and about 40% of them struggle to find work. Those who have injuries and poor families are even more difficult.
Since entering the sports system, Su Zu has not heard such a thing for the first time, but he has always encountered it, but he has never had a deep experience, and now that it is really happening in front of him, Su Zu is really a little frightened.
Pitiful, hateful, or hurtful?
Su Zu himself couldn't be sure, but he always felt that something should be done?
He is not a virgin, and he doesn't have the idea of attacking the system and resenting the country, but he feels that he should do what he can.
Early the next morning, Su Zu did not continue training as before, but put on his coat and went directly out of the training base.
According to the news he heard from the doorman, Su Zu recruited several places, and finally found Zhang Qunwen in a remote pavilion in a park.
The other party seemed to wake up very early, dirty, wearing a big cotton jacket that he picked up out of nowhere, and he was leaning against the pillar of the gazebo in a daze.
"Zhang Qunwen, come with me."
Zhang Qunwen heard someone shouting at him, so he turned his head slowly, looked Su Zu up and down for a while, and said calmly: "It's you." ”
"Come with me, I'll give you a job." Su Zu looked at Zhang Qunwen's eyes were still a little red, but his expression had become extremely calm, maybe not calm, but a hopeless death.
Su Zu knew that such a person might just steal some food if he could hold on now, but as the hopeless days passed, he would either completely end up on the streets and become a beggar, or one day he would take risks and steal valuable things, no matter which one he was, by that time, it would be too late after all.
"Have pity on me?" Zhang Qunwen's expression was still faint, his fingers groped in the shabby padded jacket for a while, and he didn't know that he found a cigarette and a disposable lighter from rummaging, and lit it with a click.
"I don't pity you. I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm also poor, and my parents are still farming in my hometown. I have tens of thousands of dollars in my pocket now, the prize money from the last time I went abroad to Vienna for the competition, but I will give you a job. ”
"See for yourself what you look like now. Didn't you say that you won't do anything after you retire, come, I'll teach you today. ”
"I'll see if you really don't want to learn, or can't let go of the glory of the past? If you only feel sorry for yourself, then don't say anything about paying your youth in this life, and other people are sorry for you and so on. ”
"We are all athletes, will it be unclear after so many years, competitive sports, don't talk so much nonsense if you don't have results, people, you must rely on yourself."
"Aren't you a champion, then show me your little bit of champion energy and let me see. You can show off your power on the field, but you are a bad seed in life? And you have to steal to make a living, what about your face? ”
"Don't say it!"
After a few sentences, Zhang Qunwen finally became frizzy, and as soon as he threw the cigarette butt in his hand, he jumped up.
"What do you want? I didn't see it clearly yesterday, but today I see that you're not as old as me, what do you know? ”
Su Zu sneered: "You don't care what I know, if you want to support yourself and want to say that I can live on my own, then let me go." ”
"Just go, I'm afraid of you." Zhang Qunwen smiled, "I'm brainless, it's useless for you to provoke me, I also want to see what you are capable of?" ”
"Let's go."
Su Zu led Zhang Qunwen out of the pavilion in the park, and he was not too far away, he first went to a breakfast shop, bought a few buns and a bowl of soy milk, and after eating, he took Zhang Qunwen around a few streets near the house.
"Will you open a store and do business?" Su Zu pointed to the storefronts with shops for rent on both sides and asked Zhang Qunwen.
"No, it won't." Zhang Qunwen replied crisply, "I want to open a store, and the tens of thousands of bonuses and settlement fees that I retired from the beginning will not be spent indiscriminately." ”
"Okay, then we'll open a store."
Su Zu's mind turned, and he seemed to have returned to the days when he used to run in society, pointed to the transfer of a shop next to him, and said to Zhang Qunwen, "Have you seen the transfer of the store?" Generally, you should pay attention to this kind of renting this store, there are many reasons for the landlord to change hands, but the biggest is poor management, it may be a bad location, it may be that the customer group is wrong, if you want to rent, you must investigate the specific reasons in advance. And this kind of store generally has a transfer fee, so don't consider it when you have little money. ”
The two walked for a while, and when they arrived across the street from the Huangshi training base, Su Zu looked at a small store for rent, and dialed the phone without saying a word.
Zhang Qunwen watched Su Zu from the side, cut the rent and deposit with the landlord, found faults, looked at the real estate certificate, and signed the contract. Odds and pieces of all kinds of things are completely unfamiliar to him and can't think about them.
For a whole day, Su Zu took Zhang Qunwen to find a small store of ten square meters, signed a one-year rent, and regardless of whether the decoration was decorated or not, he found two small workers on the side of the road and came in directly to clean up.
Then he led Zhang Qunwen to the zoo clothing wholesale market in Xizhiyuan, bought 20,000 yuan of low-cost sportswear, and asked the wholesaler to deliver it on the same day, and then went to the industrial and commercial bureau to apply for a business license, as well as buy tables and chairs and other things.
Zhang Qunwen just watched Su Zu's busyness inside and out all the way, and was interrupted by Su Zu several times when he wanted to speak.
"This store, you will be the store manager in the future, the task is to sell clothes, you see the purchase price, and you can sell it yourself. Seven days a week, no breaks. There is no five insurances and one housing fund, no labor contract, the basic salary is 1,000 a month, and the bonus is calculated separately. I'll pay you three months' salary later. When it was almost evening, Su Zu took Zhang Qunwen to eat at a noodle restaurant.
"I don't pity you, if you can let go of the past, you can do it well."
"What if I lose?" Zhang Qunwen was a little dumbfounded when he looked at it all day, and only now did he understand that the teenager in front of him, who seemed to be younger than himself, seemed to be playing for real, and tens of thousands of dollars were spilled out.
"If you're afraid of losing, you should do it with your heart. You know I'm going to train, I'm going to compete, I'm not going to care about you, it's up to you how you go. ”
In fact, will it lose money, Su Zu didn't think about it seriously at this moment, he just held his breath, he just wanted to do something, he didn't think about right or wrong, and it didn't matter if it was appropriate or not.
And with his previous experience, he really runs a small store, not to mention the wealthy, there is always no problem with food and clothing.
In the future, those Internet celebrity stores can get up, he is the current top sprinter in China, Zhang Qunwen is the former Universiade champion, and they also know many athletes who are famous or not yet famous in this sports circle. There's no reason why you can't do it, even if you can't do it now, in a few years, you will definitely be able to.
"You're not afraid that I'll take your money and run away?" Zhang Qunwen was still a little uneasy, this sudden day was beyond his imagination.
"If I run, I'll be blind. By the way, tomorrow you can find out all the photos that you have won in the past, and put them on the wall of the store, and leave some space, and I will bring some later. Well, I'll give you another five hundred dollars, and you'll find a lightbox store tomorrow to make a door number. ”
"Huh? House number, what is it called? ”
"Athletes' homes."