Chapter 2: The origin (《》)

In the crazy crowd at the St. Mois Stadium, Jose Alemani was clapping and watching head coach Cooper being caught by the players and thrown into the sky one by one.

This is a very young man, who is only twenty-five years old this year. Many Mallorca players are older than him. They went to the United States to study at the age of 18. After two years, they returned to Mallorca. When they returned to their hometown, his father was shocked because the young man actually made a huge fortune with his pocket money in two years - nearly 200 million US dollars in cash!

Jose has always avoided talking about how this money came. The only thing Alemane can confirm is that the money came in a very innocent way. Jose earned back from the New York stock market - earning back 200 million US dollars in two years, which is a miracle. Although five years later, not many people remember the young people who increased their wealth to nearly 200 million US dollars in this two years. Many people even regret why this young Spaniard suddenly gave up his career in New York and chose to return home. But we have to admit that time is the best medicine for people to forget everything. After studying the professional coaching course in almost semi-seclusion for three years, Jose, a name that was once quite famous on the New York Stock Exchange, has gradually been forgotten. Then Jose entered the Mallorca Club and became a youth team coach. He joined the first team midway last season and served as the assistant of head coach Cooper until today.

Perhaps only Jose himself knows why he retreated in a hurry, this is a secret that belongs only to him.

Jose, who was clapping on the court, had a conversation with himself two days ago when club chairman Asensio.

"Young guy, you have done a great job as an assistant coach for the past year... Coach Cooper has been praising you in front of me."

Facing Asensio's words, Jose just smiled slightly without answering.

Asensio didn't care about this, he stood up and walked around the office: "You and Juan grew up together, and your father and I are friends for many years... Two years ago, when he asked me to let you enter the Mallorca Club as a coach, I thought it was just a young man who was playing tricks. However, your performance in the past two years has been so outstanding. You have conquered all the youth team coaches in one year, and after entering the first team, Cooper praised it... To be honest, Jose, I am very happy to see you now."

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Chairman." Jose nodded politely to Asensio: "But this is a profession I am willing to do, so I will naturally do better."

"Yes, careers you like to do will always be more pleasant, especially when this person doesn't have to worry about life." Asensio nodded, and then brought the topic to the point: "Jose, I'm asking you to come today to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Jose asked, although he basically knew what was going on.

"This season, our results are very good, but next season, we will change a lot... I will resign from the position of club chairman, and Cooper will also leave the position of Mallorca head coach." Asensio looked at Jose and said slowly.

This was enough to surprise news, but Jose only had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but his face was still motionless. Asensio began to feel that this young man was indeed extraordinary. At least it was not an easy thing to be able to maintain such calmness.

However, what Asensio didn't know was that the reason why Jose was so calm was because he had known these things long ago - for him, these things that had not happened were just history that he had learned.

This is Jose's biggest secret and one of the biggest reasons why he chose to return to Mallorca.

"Coach Cooper will go to Valencia, we are Mallorca, and need a new coach - are you willing to take this position?" Asensio continued.

This is undoubtedly a very tempting question. It seems that no such young coach can serve as the head coach of a club in the top five European leagues. Although Jose is basically equivalent to Mallorca's own factors, it at least proves that Asensio really attaches great importance to Jose.

However, Jose gave an answer that surprised Asensio: "Sorry, Mr. Chairman, I think I still need to accumulate experience... Next season, our club will play in the Champions League for the first time, and we need a more experienced head coach to lead the team... No matter which head coach is, I will try my best to assist him."

Now it was Asensio's turn to be stunned. He looked at Jose for a long time before nodding slowly.

Come back to his senses from his contemplation, Jose smiled slightly.

"Now, I will not be the head coach of Mallorca...Mr. Asensio, what I want to do is not just a head coach! At least Mallorca is not the ideal object in my mind!"

"The Asensio family, which owns 60% of the shares, Grande, which owns 30% of the shares, and seven or eight other shareholders with scattered shares, Mallorca's power is in the hands of these people... I am confident that Mallorca will be operated as a top club, but I'm sorry, under so many constraints, it is too impossible for Mallorca to develop into a top club. What kind of financial balance should be paid attention to? If a player plays well, he will definitely be beaten by

Sell ​​it, and then let the shareholders pay dividends... Have we father and son worked hard to conquer the world for you? What a joke! It's hateful. When the club is not a private property of a certain person, no one is willing to let the club grow and grow. They just want to use the club to earn more dividends for themselves. If we continue like this, in another hundred years, with twenty Coopers operating well, they will not be able to become a great deal!"

It was already late at night, and Jose was lying on his bed, recalling what his father said to him just now.

"Jose, Antonio has told me today that I will be the chairman of Mallorca from the start of next season... Although it's just a job, it doesn't matter. Antonio and I have been old friends for thirty years and will definitely support me in the club... Don't you want to be a head coach? Do you do it well, as long as you have this ability, I will definitely let you be this head coach!"

Thinking of what his father said with a smile, Jose couldn't help but smile slightly.

It’s not impossible to be a head coach now, but as he thought before, he was unwilling to work for Mallorca’s management. Even if he worked, it would be useless.

"The startup capital of less than 200 million is not enough, and it's still a bit insufficient. Now I can only choose to wait. At least that guy Grand will not willingly give up his shares. And now Mallorca has entered the Champions League, the value is even higher... Unfortunately, I can only have such startup capital, otherwise I will buy Google's equity directly. Is there still a need to do such painstaking efforts?"

After sighing, Jose raised his right hand and a strange scene happened. A small panel gradually formed in his hand, expanding until it occupied all his palms before it became clear, flashing with a strange light, but nothing was shown.

"These bastards, I gave me a gadget and didn't even tell me about using a book. It's so scammed."

Jose muttered softly, then closed his right hand, and the small panel disappeared into his palm.

This is Jose's biggest secret - he is not a person of this era, but a young Chinese man named Jose ten years later. He surfed an accident while traveling to Mallorca. When he thought he was dead, something incredible happened.

To this day, Jose still remembers the scene that made people feel extremely terrifying.

"What's going on? This person has fifty years left to live, why is it here?" A irritable voice roared.

"I'm sorry, boss, you know it too. It's normal for us to make some mistakes occasionally!" Another voice said flatteringly.

"Then stop talking nonsense, close his memory and send him back." The irritable voice calmed down.

"this……"

"What's wrong?"

"Sorry, Boss, I drank a little more at your house yesterday. I went a little late. When I hooked the boy's soul back, his body had been gnawed by a shark, but I cut off the shark fin and brought it back. Boss, do you want to eat a little..."

"Bastard, I knew I was going to be dragged to death by you..."

Then there was a chaotic sound of fighting. After a long time, the scenery appeared in front of Jose. An extremely ugly and huge bull head appeared in front of him - there were still a lot of blue and purple on his head, and several large bags were so conspicuous.

"Ghost!" Jose let out a shrill cry.

"Boy, we are not ghosts... Be careful when you speak, you will always die. When the time comes to our hands, you will look good." The bullhead said in a muffled voice.

After a long time, Jose calmed down. Based on what he heard before, he finally came to the conclusion that he shouldn't have died, but because of the other party's work mistake, he died, and the body was gnawed by a shark.

Originally, Jose thought he could blackmail the other party, but as a result... the government staff in the world are all of the same virtues.
Chapter completed!