Chapter 8: Calls in the Dead of Night

Wang Jianguo is forty-four years old this year, has been doing international trade for more than ten years, long-term irregular work and entertainment makes him look older than his actual age, and his son finished talking on the phone, it is already more than one o'clock in the morning Beijing time, but Wang Jianguo did not have the slightest sleep, after returning to China, his mental state has not been very good, often insomnia, he went to the doctor, prescribed some medicine, but nothing worked, Wang Jianguo knows where his problem is. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Men in their forties, under normal circumstances, after a long period of accumulation, their careers and families will be relatively stable, their children have grown up, and their bodies have not yet aged, it is the time when the spring breeze is proud, but Wang Jianguo has fallen into a low point in his life.

It's not just emotional setbacks.

International trade is becoming more and more difficult to do, Wang Jianguo has been doing medical equipment import and export before, but in the past two years, not to mention making the difference, only earning tax rebates are gradually unable to do it, domestic suppliers are becoming more and more cunning, under the background of the financial crisis, the capital chain of several foreign enterprises that often cooperate has problems, Wang Jianguo is struggling to maintain, and the money earned in previous years has lost a lot in the past two years.

He even had the idea of changing careers, what to do, for the time being, there is no clue, recently e-commerce has gradually become popular, Wang Jianguo knows little about that field, and does not dare to set foot easily.

Wang Jianguo smoked several cigarettes in a row, the bedroom was full of clouds, he put aside the mess in his mind, stared at the small note with Wittant's phone number, and silently typed the draft, his own affairs are never as important as his son's affairs, he is very concerned about his son's football career, through the phone call with his son just now, Wang Jianguo is keenly aware that his son and the coach are in a very delicate relationship, and even his son has inadvertently offended the coach, and Wang Guojian has to do, It is to smooth out the relationship between his son and the coach and ensure that his son's football career will not be frustrated due to some minor problems.

Almost thinking of the wording, Wang Jianguo extinguished his cigarette, cleared his throat, and dialed the phone.

The phone rang a few times and it was connected.

β€œallo。” A man's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Hello, is this Coach Vitant?"

"Exactly, who are you?"

"I'm taking the liberty to disturb you, I'm Wang Nuo's father." Wang Jianguo's French is very good, and when he talks about his son's name, he is afraid that the other party will not hear it clearly, so he bites the sound very hard.

"Ha, in fact, when I saw that the number belonged to China, I had already vaguely guessed it, but I couldn't be sure, hello Mr. Wang, is there something wrong with calling so late?" Wittante on the other end of the line said.

"If it disturbs you or if it's inconvenient to answer the phone, I'...... You can call back later. Wang Jianguo lowered his posture very low.

"It's okay, I just got home from the team base, I'm resting, if I'm not mistaken, it's already early in the morning in China, you must have something important to tell me, right?"

"It's about my son Wang Nuo, he just talked to me on the phone, I learned about some of his recent situations, and I was a little worried, so I called you." Wang Jianguo does not beat around the bush, which is a habit he has developed in dealing with foreigners for many years.

"Wang Nuo," there was a pause between Wittante's words, as if to recall, "there is nothing wrong with your son, he is doing well, he trains hard, he gets along well with his teammates, and besides, I have heard that he lives alone in Belgium and is a great lad. ”

"Thank you for the compliment," Wang Jianguo couldn't help but be happy when he heard Wittante's kind words to his son, indicating that this kid didn't let himself down outside, "I was supposed to stay in Belgium to take care of him, but unfortunately I couldn't leave at work, he was alone outside, without adults by his side, it was inevitable to think about things, this kid has been tempered since he was a child, and if there is anything wrong, he may not be aware of it, and he will bother you to remind him more." ”

"You made me confused, what did you do wrong, do you mean?" Wittante's voice sounded a little confused.

When Wang Jianguo heard this, he realized that things might not be the same as he thought, and he seemed to be a little distracted, but he still continued, "I heard Wang Nuo say, you suggested that he pay more attention to the position of his teammates and pass the ball more when he is playing, right?" ”

"Yes, I gave Wang Nuo such advice a few days ago, I noticed that your son has a very wide vision when he is not on the ball, knows how to run and pull, but whenever he gets the ball, he always likes to do it alone, so I told him euphemistically that he should pay more attention to his teammates and pass the ball on, that's all, is there any problem?"

"This stinky boy called me and told me that he proved his style of playing right in a 'special' way, I was very angry when I heard it, I had already taught him a hard lesson, and he also admitted his mistakes, Coach Vitant, he was still young, he was not sensible, and he was a little stubborn in terms of personality, so sometimes he ......"

"Wait, I think you have a misunderstanding," Wittant interrupted Wang Jianguo, "I didn't ask him to do what I said, I just gave him advice and let him know my opinion, whether to adopt it or not is your son's own business, there is no absolute sense of right and wrong, of course, his way of playing is not smart enough in my opinion, in the future, I will try to reverse his way of playing, but it is a long-term process." There may have been something wrong with the way I spoke that day, which caused him to misunderstand, and I can apologize to your son. ”

"No, no, no, if you want to apologize, he apologizes to you, you are his coach, in our Chinese words, you have eaten more salt than that kid has eaten, your advice must be much more useful than what he has figured out himself, he is too young to be ignorant......"

"Mr. Wang." Wittant interrupted Wang Jianguo's words again, "I think I understand the reason for your call, you are worried that Wang Nuo accidentally offended me, right?" ”

"Yes, he hasn't encountered anything since he was a child, everything is going well, so it is inevitable that he will ......"

"You're thinking too much, our standard Liege youth academy advocates teaching children how to play football through guidance, not rough indoctrination, there are many ways to play football, your son is eighteen years old, he has his own way of thinking about problems, I don't blame him just because he didn't follow my advice, on the contrary, Wang Nuo's performance this afternoon was excellent, he did tell me in his own way that he has a good reading of the game, he is trying to play football as he understands it, and this does not make me angry, I appreciate your son's approach, which just proves that he is playing with his heart and is not willing to be a puppet under the coach's baton. ”

"So that's what you think, that's great, it seems that I'm overminded." Wang Jianguo quietly let out a sigh of relief after hearing this, "I, a father, don't know how to play, and I'm a quick temper, when I heard Wang Nuo's words on the phone, I thought he was unhappy with you, it turned out to be a false alarm, which made you laugh." ”

"It's okay, I can understand your feelings, it's not easy to be a parent." "Wang Nuo has a lot of development potential, the coaching staff will develop him with heart, make him understand the importance of passing, playing concise and efficient football, it is a long process, we will not rush, you don't have to worry, I have experience and patience in this area." ”

"Thank you so much."

"No thanks, Wang Nuo signed a one-year contract with Standard Liege, and now he is an official member of Standard Liege U19, if he goes to other teams in the future, he will also carry the standard Liege youth training label, which is the result of standard Liege's youth training, we can't let other teams laugh at it." Wittant explained with a smile.

"I see." After listening to Wittante's words, Wang Jianguo's heart was extremely down-to-earth, "I recklessly called you today, thank you very much for being patient and saying so much, and I won't disturb your rest." ”

"Okay, if there's anything you can call me again at any time."

"Okay, bye-bye."

"Bye."

Wang Jianguo hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, he only felt that his mood was much better than five minutes ago, and he called an old acquaintance in Brussels, Belgium, and asked the other party to mail a set of fine Chinese tea sets to Wang Nuo's coach.

Doing things must be done safely, this is Wang Jianguo's habit all along, hung up the phone again, Wang Jianguo finally had a trace of sleepiness, closed his bloodshot eyes that looked a little scary, and did not think about the package of troubles required by the supplier tomorrow, and after a while, he fell asleep and snored loudly.