Assem Alam swears that he has lived for 77 years, plus many years of watching football, and has never seen anyone who recommended himself in this way. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The tone of his voice, as if you don't choose him, is your loss, especially if you don't go out for five minutes, he leaves. He was talking from beginning to end, he couldn't insert a word, and he wasn't allowed to ask questions.

In particular, the tone is as flat as boiled water, as if it doesn't matter if you disagree.

Are you the boss or am I the boss? You say that if you are the head coach of my team, you can be the head coach? Lao Tzu hasn't agreed yet!

Asem Alam thought angrily.

Ehap Alam and Waakon didn't say a word when they saw their boss answer the phone, and after putting down the phone, they kept looking at each other in a daze, not knowing what the phone call said to make this Egyptian rich man look like this.

Ehap Alam swallowed, he had always been in awe of this father, but it was rare to see Asame Alam so gaffe, it would not be a big deal.

"Father, father." Ehap Alam called cautiously, remembering the last time he woke up Asaem Alam in a daze, he was scolded and bloody, and almost canceled his pocket money.

Assem Alam came back to his senses, stood up suddenly, and lifted the watch on his wrist to see that it had been three minutes since the call ended.

Oops, with two minutes to go, Asom Alam hurried out of the office and headed for the door.

Ehap Alam and Waakon followed closely behind, confused, to see what had caused the President to panic.

As a successful businessman, Assem Alam knows that sometimes taking risks can lead to high returns.

When he first heard the voice on the phone, he felt ridiculous! Absurd! Immature! Amusing!

But after calming down, Aram knew that he couldn't let the team's ownerless situation continue to deteriorate, no matter how much he wanted to sell the team, if the results were bad and he was relegated, who would buy the mess?

The Chinese man named Niu Shuai has a saying that is right, at this stage, except for him who took the initiative to recommend himself, he really has no good choice.

Straighten the acting manager's assistant coach Mike Ferran and let him lead the team to the Premier League, even if Assem Alam no longer understands the ball, he knows that this is not reliable.

Hull City's early fixtures for the new season have almost not made the Egyptians suspect that the English Football Team is not always fixing him.

In the first seven rounds, there were at least 6 teams, and with Hull City's current strength, it was enough to get a point.

Leicester City, the dark horse champion last season, Swansea, Manchester United, Arsenal, Liverpool and Chelsea, are afraid that as soon as the 7 rounds are over, Hull City will stay in the relegation circle early to book tickets to the Championship next season.

With such a terrifying devilish schedule, can Phelan resist? The current Hull City is a sick tiger, what will he use to fight?

Since this Chinese man took the initiative to come to the door to be the head coach, and that tone of the eldest and my second, it seems that he should have real skills.

No matter, since someone wants to do it, let him do it, a dead horse will be a live horse doctor, and I will gamble on it!

Afraid that he would not be able to reach the gate in two minutes, Asem Alam, who was in his 70s, actually broke out into the small universe and trotted all the way to the gate out of breath.

When Patel Harris saw the chairman like that, his heart trembled: Mom, what this Chinese man said on the phone is true, he is here to apply for the head coach of the team.

It's just that what he said, where it seems to be a ball job seeker, that's the uncle.

"What about the Chinese man named Niu Shuai?" Asem Alam took Harris's arm and gasped.

"In, there." Harris trembled and pointed to the side with his left hand.

"Open, open." Assem Alam regained his breath and said to Harris.

"Father, when you open the door, the people outside ......"

Assem Alam interrupted Ehap Alam with a raised hand, signaling for security to open the door.

Niu Shuai was chatting with the Hull City fans led by Sean Bull, when he heard the sound of the door opening behind him, Niu Shuai and Darko Milovic looked at each other and smiled, and the Croatian secretly gave him a thumbs up, blinked his right eye, and the two turned around and saw a white-haired and bald old man walking over.

When Bull and the others saw Assem Alam, a wave of resentment rose again.

A good team, after the promotion, the fans happily bought tickets to support the club, but one summer, the head coach resigned, the goal hero was sold, the main team was seriously injured, and a good tiger was tossed into a sick tiger by the Egyptians.

Not to mention that the fans were angry when they saw Asem Alam and others, it was Asem Alam, and they were also full of resentment when they saw them.

As a team owner, changing the name was opposed by the fans, and they can still play happily together?

If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't be sold, the Egyptians wouldn't have bothered to be angry with the people in front of them.

Seeing Niu Shuai, Assemi Alam frowned slightly, a little disappointed.

This Chinese man is in his thirties, 175 tall, with short hair, not amazing appearance, and a casual T-shirt, but unfortunately he was soaked by the rain.

It's just that his eyes don't know if it's his own illusion, how they look full of vicissitudes, as if they have gone through countless years.

Standing with Niu Shuai was a blonde man who was a head taller than him, he should be an Eastern European man, this physique was very strong, and his age seemed to be about the same age as Niu Shuai.

Niu Shuai stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and said in an indifferent voice: "I am Niu Shuai, don't worry, I will manage the team well after I take office." ”

Asom Alam's eyes shrank, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and shook Niu Shuai.

"This is my good friend, Darko Milovic, a Croatian, a talented coach, good at physical fitness and everything else"

Milovic smiled and shook hands with a smiling Assem Alam, indicating that Aram agreed to Niu's request, and the first stop of his football coaching career with Niushuai will start at Tiger.

"Are you really the new head coach?" Bull exclaimed.

"Now you believe it, right?" Facing the fans, a sincere smile appeared on Niu Shuai's face.

"It's great that we finally have a head coach in our team!"

"Yes, although he is from China, he must have the ability to become the head coach."

"Anyway, the team has a head coach, that's it, and hopefully this coach can lead our team well."

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Niu Shuai, a native of the Chinese National Day, born on December 25, 1981, UEFA professional coaching certificate, coaching team none.

Assem Alam looked at the documents in his hand with black lines, and in an instant, thousands of grass and mud horses rushed by.