Mr. Ho Yingdong is still the vice president of the Asian Football Federation and the president of the Xiangjiang Football Federation, which shows how much he loves football.

It was not beyond Han Xuan's expectations that he could call him in person. Han Xuan could feel that this old man usually did not ask for someone to do anything easily.

"You always talk, but I don't have any reason to refuse to agree. There is really a lack of professional coaches in this area in China now, and people are not interested in football.

By the way, have the players who promised to send the national team abroad?

You always have to shave your head and pick one head hot. In my opinion, it is better to toss about football than toss about other things, such as swimming, volleyball, basketball, etc..”

Han Xuan had heard of him being enthusiastic about helping domestic teams, but was treated coldly for some reason. After experiencing repeated disappointments in later generations, he had a clear understanding of this huge sports activity.

Since the gambling industry appeared, the football industry has been full of all kinds of shady and interest entanglements, and has been shown more vividly in domestic teams. If you win occasionally in the future, the Chinese people will be excited as if they celebrate the New Year.

I have already thought about it, and let them endorse Viagra in the future, stand there with a football with full confidence, shouting to the audience: "Who can not shoot for 90 minutes? We can!"

In this way, Viagra's sales will definitely rise sharply in the country

Mr. Huo on the other end of the phone was not clear about what "a head shaving pick is hot", but he could guess the meaning based on the context, and his tone was obviously depressed. He then said: "I'll ask you first, if you agree, I'll talk to them. It will be beneficial to the national football team without any harm. It should be impossible to refuse such a thing, right?

There is no way, who made me only interested in football? My grades in the past few years have been pretty good, and they have been getting worse every year over the years. It would be great if the government departments could pay attention to football like table tennis."

When he said that sentence, Mr. Huo used a rhetorical question, which showed that he was not sure.

Han Xuan felt at this moment that perhaps in this era, he might have better results in the future, at least not become a joke in the international community, and continued: "Okay, please contact us first.

I sent an invitation letter to the other side in my private name. Manchester City's club is not as strong as Manchester United, but it is also quite good. The coaches are all the top ones."

"Well, thank you. I'll buy a plane ticket to Yanjing. This kind of thing needs to be discussed in person..."

Hang up the phone.

Han Xuan shook his head, unable to figure out how a super rich man worth billions of dollars could be so enthusiastic about football and he could help him. He asked Secretary Dawson to send someone to send an invitation letter, and he forgot about this matter in a blink of an eye.

The weather is pretty good today. My father couldn't sleep at a nap and made a pot in the living room with a history of more than 50 years. They are products left over from time and space, and are remembered by many tea lovers around the world because of their rarity.

Previously, people were asked to buy antiques everywhere in China. This kind of old tea with collection value was also on the purchase list. The quantity was not large and the price was quite cheap.

After giving it to the old man and grandfather for more than ten kilograms, I also kept some at home, and drank it with a historical flavor, but the taste was actually just like that.

Since childhood, Mr. Han knew how to make tea.

I have a set of exquisite tea sets passed down from the Song Dynasty at home. I soaked them in boiling water, peeled off some old Pu'er after blanching, poured the tea directly, and poured it into a small cup for the second time.

If you want to ask Han Xuan’s specific taste...just drink delicious boiled water.

After receiving a call, my father stood up tiredly and rubbed his waist. He said to Han Xuan: "I'll go out for a trip.

The Belgian blue bulls caused trouble again, surrounded a tourist car and collided. Old John finally drove them away.

A tourist was slightly injured and the doctor was helping her with her. How to deal with the cows? I knew it would be better if I had sold them together. I had a good muscle but had no brains. I knew that I had fought all day long."

The Belgian blue cow he mentioned was left behind when he acquired the old Hall family ranch. Now there are only more than 100 people in total, and they are kept as pets.

Han Xuan followed his father out, took a hat and buckled it on his head from the clothes rack at the door, and said, "I'll go with you."

Tourists like those big guys with strange figures, so it is better to keep them, but they cannot be mixed with other cows, which can easily cause trouble.

I came to drive, and I was bored at home, but I couldn't find anything to do. I drank tea and basked in the sun, and felt like I had already lived my old age in advance.

Finally, I know why the old man and the others like to manage their own company. It’s good to do something."

“You can keep writing books or help me with farm work.

At a young age, life will be as boring as me. What should you do when you wait until the future? You must understand that as you grow older, you will be even more boring in the future.”

"I'll live it all the time. Others think my life is so wonderful, but what is the truth? I've been lying down and dazed in a daze recently."

It took some time to drive to the scene of the accident that Old John said.

You can see a red Ford parked on the side of the road, and the doors were deflated in several places, and even the paint was damaged. Someone was yelling to argue with Anderson about something. There were many people standing around, including ranch employees and tourists.

More than 100 Belgian blue cows continued to walk leisurely. They looked very strange and were famous bodybuilding champions in the animal world. They were full of muscles, with obvious distinctions and looked quite strong.

These muscular cows may make those muscle men want to cry because they eat every day and then have explosive muscles.

They are indeed born strong, but the blue cow breed is artificially bred. Zoologists selected sperm from strong breeding cattle and intervened in their genes, making them lack a hormone secretion that controls muscle growth.

Blue beef is very good to sell, but the existence of this kind of cattle is quite inhumane. They often suffer from bones and ligaments damage due to their excessive muscles. Because they were very big when they were young, they often needed to have cattle cesarean birth so that the calf could be born smoothly.

Dad Han walked over and saw Anderson blushing with them, and asked quickly, "What's wrong here? Is the injured okay?"

"It's okay, I just scratched my arm with a horn."

Old John looked very upset, pointed to the young man who was arguing with Anderson and continued, "Anderson saw them hitting the blue cows with stones and then angered them.

Now I want to get us to pay $10,000, which is shameless, and these people have already come to our ranch."

You can see the dividing signs between the resort and the ranch in the distance. This place is indeed within the scope of private territory. Dad Han asked Anderson: "Did you see them smashing cows?"

Seeing Anderson nodding with certainty, he said to the young man again: "If this is the case, I will not give you any compensation. It is obviously your own fault, what do you think?"

"What?!

Did I ask me to repair the car by myself? And my girlfriend was injured, you are robbers! I did nothing and was surrounded by those cows!"

The man blushed and shouted...
Chapter completed!