After seeing off the three senior executives, the players left the meeting room and came to the court.

The training in the afternoon was relatively simple, mainly long-distance passing and receiving and running back and forth.

While joking, Simon King on the court was trying to kick the ball to Shaumu who was in the middle of the court. Unfortunately, he couldn't kick the ball, so he kicked the ball directly to substitute forward Schettien.

Although the players had long been convinced by Ximen Jin Xinyue, they still couldn't help laughing when faced with their head coach's erratic pass.

Claudemir smiled and said: "Oh my God! My dear Jin, from now on, you can leave it to me to pick up balls like this!"

Simon Jin chuckled, thinking that he really needed a few assistant coaches, otherwise he wouldn't be able to carry out daily training.

Coincidentally, just when he had this idea, he saw the team's U19 coaching team, led by youth training director Lemos, walking neatly towards him.

"Hello, Mr. Simon King. The general manager asked us to come over and help. He said you might need us." Lemos said hello to Simon King politely, looking very gentlemanly.

Although he didn’t know why the U19 head coach didn’t come, Simon King knew without thinking that it must be because he was afraid of conflicts, so he gratefully replied: “It’s great that you can come. I was thinking about this just now.

What's going on?"

"Don't worry, Jin. Although I don't know you well, I believe you can do a good job, and I will fully support you!"

Simon King felt the sincerity from the other party's face. He shook Lemos's hand vigorously again and prepared to ask him and his team to rearrange the rickety training facilities.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice sounded from behind Lemos.

"Hey, Dongfang boy, haven't you figured out the current situation?"

"Are you talking about me?" Simon King asked in confusion, and even Lemos turned his head.

"If it's not you, who else could it be? Besides you, is there another Oriental here?"

"And me." Guo Tianyu, a forward from China, happened to be passing by, so he replied.

"You're not a coach, go to training quickly." Costa said angrily.

Simon King continued to remain humble and asked politely: "Excuse me, what do you mean? What am I not clear about?"

"What do you mean? I heard that you were holding a tactical meeting with the team members just now?"

"That's right."

"Then don't you understand? As soon as your meeting ended, the general manager immediately called Lemos and entrusted us to come and help. Don't you still understand?"

Simon King immediately understood the other party's intention. This group of people had obviously misunderstood the general manager's intention and thought they were being asked to take over the team.

As expected, the man continued: "Lemos is a gentleman, and he is not willing to humiliate you in person. But I, Nuno Costa, don't care about this, so if you are wise, please step aside quickly."

, you will be responsible for helping us from now on."

"Costa, I think you have misunderstood." Simon King explained: "Perhaps what the senior officials mean is not what you think. Maybe you should ask again."

"No need! Go away quickly and don't hinder us."

Seeing that the other party's attitude was very tough, Simon King had to suppress his displeasure, turned to look at Lemos and said: "Lemos, do you think so too?"

Remus smiled at him sheepishly, but remained silent.

But his smile was full of complete agreement with Costa.

In his heart, Simon King was full of disdain and anger towards this hypocritical Lemos. He pointed to the window of the general manager's office and said: "The senior executives are right there. It would be better for us to go there together and make it clear in person."

"Can't you understand me? Although you stole a victory, it was all the credit of the players. As an analyst who has just joined the team, what qualifications do you have to command the first team! If you don't leave, don't

Blame me for being rude to you!"

Maybe Costa's voice was too loud, loud enough to attract the attention of the players.

Claudemire, who was joking with Simon King just now, rushed over immediately.

As the team's number one thorn in the side, Claudemire had a character that feared chaos in the world, so after he understood the whole story, this guy shouted directly to the players behind him.

"Hey! Brothers! Call the captain over! Someone wants to get rid of our head coach!"

"What? Get rid of the head coach? No matter what, who is so bold!"

"Who is it? See if I don't kill him!"

"Gold is a gift from God. Are those who want to drive him away the devil?"

Looking at the players who continued to gather and whose faces were full of anger, the U19 coaching team was completely confused.

"Didn't you say that Simon King is a gamer?"

"Didn't you say that this Eastern boy is a rookie?"

"Isn't it that he has a bad relationship with the players?"

"Didn't it mean that he offended the senior management, so he was targeted by the technical director!"

"This is his mother's...not right..."

Lemos was completely dumbfounded at this time. He had indeed received a call from the general manager just now, but in fact he did not communicate directly with the other party.

All content is relayed by Costa...

And this Costa is not only the assistant coach of the U19, but also a fanatic who firmly supports the experts on social media!

Therefore, the other party added fuel to the fire, used the topic to play on, and copied the story.

Lemos couldn't help but regard himself as the one who came to save the team, and even felt that he should have become the head coach long ago!

However, before they could think any more, team captain Marco Paul had already rushed in front of Costa like a red-eyed bison.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the opponent's collar, roaring with fierce eyes: "Are you going to drive Jin away?"

Before Costa could reply, Claudemire on the side quickly shouted: "That's him! Not only does he want to drive away Jin, but he also threatens to be rude to Jin?"

"What? You still want to be rude?"

Marco Paulo, who had long since sold himself to Simon King in his heart, was angry. He directly lifted Costa into the air, his eyes blazing with fire and said: "I will kill you! Do you believe it!"

Costa kept kicking his feet in the air, but his clothes strangled his neck and he was really speechless. He could only keep looking at Lemos, hoping that the other party could save him.

Seeing that the situation exceeded his expectations, Lemos made a quick decision and immediately begged for mercy.
Chapter completed!