"Zhang, I think you're the kind of person who shouldn't be fixed within the framework of work. You should focus more on your football career than wasting your time on a serious job. ”

Grigory said this with a smile.

His eyes were full of warmth, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life, patiently guiding a junior.

Zhang Yang didn't expect that when he asked about the 'salary', he would hear something like this, "What do you mean?" ”

"Forgive me for one thing," said Grigory, "that I did a brief investigation of you before I came. ”

Zhang Yang doesn't care, that's understandable.

If you want to convince someone, it is best to have a certain understanding of the other person first, and think about it empathically, he will do the same.

"As far as I know, you're still a BBC intern and you're about to take up your job, am I right?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Grigory continued, "You have a lot of followers on Weibo, and the number can catch up with some media platforms; You're on the 'Voice of the Premier League' show, and it's doing well, it's bringing you popularity and income, and you're just an intern at the BBC, and being a full-time employee is a promotion. It seems that all your careers are improving rapidly, but in fact, this last point does not help you in any way. ”

"It's nice for ordinary people to be BBC employees, but they can't create value outside of work. Unlike you, you don't need to live on a fixed salary. So you should have more free time and not be limited to one post. ”

Gregory spoke into Zhang Yang's heart.

Maybe it was the influence of the previous owner, or maybe he was in the frame of the BBC, and he subconsciously felt that he should 'climb up', and he felt that it was a good promotion to be able to work at the BBC headquarters.

Now he's kind of figured it out.

Zhang Yang began to pay attention to the old man in front of him, and his questions became much more formal, "But is there any difference in going to Millwall as an assistant coach?" ”

Grigory smiled and asked, "Do you think you can help arrange the team's training when you get to a professional team?" ”

Zhang Yang shook his head.

In his previous life and present life, he was a fan, but he was only a fan, how could he arrange the training of professional players.

"So you can help individual players train?"

"Help them adjust?"

"Maybe you have the skills and experience in football and can teach professional players?"

“……”

Zhang Yang kept shaking his head, he had nothing.

"So I'm just inviting you to coach the game, which is probably more accurate to describe as a 'match analyst', and if you choose to join us, your future work will be limited to researching opponents, developing tactics, and assisting the head coach in directing the game, and nothing else." ”

"You'll have a lot of freedom in your work, you can choose to give yourself a holiday when you're not playing, and when the season is over, you'll have a long vacation. All in all, you'll have quite a bit of free time. ”

Zhang Yang's heart was moved.

But there was one thing he still needed to ask, "So how is the treatment?" No one wants to do a job without paying, even if it's time free. ”

"I can pay absolutely more than the BBC staff's salary, or I can give you a guaranteed contract for a fixed term." ”

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Zhang Yang must admit that he was impressed by Gligory's sincerity and language, and when it comes to work treatment, a contract that exceeds the salary of a BBC employee is not very attractive.

He didn't make a decision for a while.

When he got back to the office, he and Andy were still whispering about it, and Andy's advice was to let him go and see, "I think Gregory is very sincere, and he is right, you are really wasting your time working at the BBC." ”

"Is there one?"

"I'm talking from the heart, Zhang, I'm not touting you." Andy said, "With your level of Italian and French, you can be a very good translator, and you will get several times the salary." But you chose to do some sports news translation work here. ”

"I'll just take it as a compliment."

Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders and didn't explain anything.

"It will be the same in the future." Andy said, "Working at the BBC is really not for you, you can make more money outside, like your Weibo, you have so many followers, you can make money from advertising, that is definitely more than the salary." ”

"You will definitely become more and more famous in the future, you can't only be on the show by BBC employees, as long as you are famous enough, any TV station you go to will be very popular."

Andy concludes, "In short, you should have more free time than being fixed to a job where you leave early and come home late." Also, Zhang, I think you can leave, you shouldn't stay in the foreign media department in the afternoon. ”

Zhang Yang glanced at the watch on the wall and sighed, "Okay, thank you, Andy, you helped me a lot, I decided to go home and take a nap and think about it in my dreams." ”

"Is this a show that you don't have to work?"

"Take it as it is."

Zhang Yang chatted and said goodbye to Andy, and then began to pack up his things, and when he was almost tidy up, he took turns to greet every colleague he knew, and everyone expressed their blessings to him.

Eventually, he went to the small four-person office next door to find Denise, "I'm here to say goodbye to you." ”

"You're leaving?"

"yes."

"But you're just going to headquarters, I go there often, and there will be more opportunities to meet in the future, and besides, you'll still go to the weekend show, right?"

"I think so, I have a contract."

"That's fine." Dennis smiled, turned and continued to work.

Looking at the way Dennis worked, Zhang Yang suddenly felt that he was a little too lazy.

From the time he got his new life to the present, he has always been very lazy, and he has a lot of thoughts about getting by, even after getting the system ability, he is only a little diligent, posting Weibo just to achieve a sense of achievement to attract fans, and going on the show is just to earn some money to improve his life.

Not the rest.

He hardly has the mentality of working hard for a goal like Denise.

"Maybe it's because of the two lives of people, and the mentality has become old?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

But he still didn't care at all, just carried his things and walked out of the building slowly.

Grigory's words did not completely convince him to choose to go to Millwall, but the choice of joining the BBC has been completely left behind him.

When he got home, Zhang Yang fell on the sofa, he didn't want to think about anything in his mind, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he saw a pair of big eyes blinking at him.

"Stars?"

Zhang Yang stared carefully for a long time before he came to his senses.

"Catherine?" He asked in a daze, "You're back?" What time is it? ”

Catherine turned her head to look at the time, "Half past three." ”

"It's only half past three? How did you get back? "Zhang Yang has changed his spirit a little.

"Today, a cadet class is on vacation, and I left work early without anything." Catherine asked, "Maybe I should ask you, how did you come back?" How long have you been asleep? ”

"More than an hour."

"Sick? Coming back so early? ”

Zhang Yang sat up, rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "I don't have to go to work from today on." ”

"You resigned?"

"Sort of."

Catherine sat down suddenly, "What's going on?" I remember the last time I saw your colleague, it was the skinny black man, and he said you were brilliant and promising, and he took pictures of you......"

Zhang Yang didn't want to explain more, he omitted all the intermediate links, and only summed up, "Anyway, now I don't have a job." ”

Catherine furrowed her brows, as if she was starting to worry about him, "But you have to do something, a big man can't be stuffy at home, or else...... Otherwise, you go to me, I happen to be short of an assistant, you can help, I will talk to the manager, he will give you a temporary job. ”

Working as an assistant for Catherine?

It sounds like a good assistant to a beautiful woman, but the key is that this woman is a sanda coach, does the assistant perform for the students and practice with her?

I can't imagine that!

Zhang Yang completely changed his spirits, and he kept waving his hand, "Thank you, but forget it, I just want to take advantage of the time to rest more at home recently." ”

"It's lazy!"

Catherine pouted a little dissatisfied, and there was a look of contempt in her eyes, as if she was not used to seeing a big man lazy at home.

Zhang Yang doesn't care what she thinks, even if he really stays at home, he doesn't want to be a 'sanda assistant', as long as he has this body, if he gets in, he may not be able to come out.

In the evening, John also returned.

When he heard that Zhang Yang had lost his job, John's first reaction was, "Zhang, you can't afford to pay the rent!" ”

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said that the rent must be paid on time.

John's attitude changed immediately, he patted him on the shoulder like an old friend, and comforted, "You can find another job if you don't have a job, you are still young, you can definitely find a better job." ”

"That's right! Our police station just needs a staff member who cares about police dogs, and his job is to feed the dogs on time every day and help them clean up their excrement, are you interested? Forty pounds a day, which is not much, but not bad as a temporary job. ”

Zhang Yang continued to roll his eyes and replied, "I don't have any objection to dogs, and I also like puppies, which are very cute." But let me feed the police dogs, I'm worried about feeding myself to them. ”

“……”

After a few casual conversations with John, he was in a good mood, and he went out for dinner and walked around the surrounding streets.

For the first time since he was reborn, he was so laid-back.

Time passes imperceptibly.

When he walked a few streets and walked home leisurely, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, he took a hot shower, and when he returned to his room, he was ready to go to bed, when the phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Yang picked up the phone, and when he saw the display above, his mood suddenly became complicated, he pressed the answer button, and a concerned voice came from the other side, "Yangyang? Slept? ”

He replied with some difficulty, "Dad......"