"The boss wants to appoint Simon King to lead the team? Did I hear that right? A person who plays games is qualified to coach a professional club?!"

"He's not just a gamer! He's never even played professional football! This is so ridiculous!"

"This must not happen! It will make us a joke to the whole of Portugal and the whole football world! We must stop him!"

"That's right! We have to stop him!"

The people speaking were executives of Portugal's Vesena Football Club.

They were all furious, their eyes full of anger.

Not long after, team owner Diogo led a young man into the office.

He first politely said hello to the senior executives, and then slowly sat down with the support of his secretary.

"Thank you for coming. I believe you all understand what I am going to say today, right?"

"We are about to communicate this matter with you!" The person who spoke was the team's technical director.

He glanced at the young man next to the boss with disdain and continued:

"I think you should know that there are still three rounds of the league, and we are ranked second from the bottom, three points behind the Belem who are third from the bottom."

"That's right!"

Seeing the technical director speak, the team's general manager also shouted:

"Once the team is relegated, the club's annual loss will never be less than 6 million euros!"

"I know your concerns very well!" Diogo replied with some helplessness:

"But what can I do? Tomorrow is the derby, and the head coach you strongly recommended has taken the entire coaching staff to Italy at this time. However, the U21 coaches were arrested again for fighting."

"Then we can also hire other professional coaches! No matter who they are, they must be better than those who play games, right?!" The technical director continued to argue.

"Others? Do you have the ability to find a suitable coach? To tell you the truth, I have exhausted all methods, but no one is willing to take over the team."

"No one?"

Diogo's words surprised everyone.

"It's not impossible, but those people may not be able to afford their salaries, and they don't have the ability to lead the team to avoid relegation."

The one who spoke was the team secretary who had been silent all this time. As someone close to the boss, she naturally knew what was going on.

"So... So you are planning to give up on relegation?" The team general manager frowned.

As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere in the conference room immediately became somewhat silent.

After a long time, Diogo said: "Instead of finding a coach with high salary and low ability, it is better to promote him in the team. Besides, Simon King was recommended by our meritorious coach Jim."

"Jim? Oh my God! Jim must be old and stupid!"

Speaking of this, the technical director pointed to the young man next to Diogo and said:

"Let's take a look, everyone! Look at this Oriental, how does he look like a head coach?"

The football director also mocked: "I relied on Jim's relationship to become a tactical analyst, and now I want to become a head coach through the back door? It's really funny."

Only the team general manager looked at the young man with a half-smile but said, "Tell yourself, are you worthy of being the head coach?"

The young man is naturally the game-playing Simon King that everyone calls him.

He is 27 years old and is an avid football manager game enthusiast. He has won the FM world championship for two consecutive years.

Although he holds the third-level football coaching qualification certificate "uefa b" issued by the English Football Association.

But before becoming a tactical analyst here, I had never played professional football.

At this moment, facing the humiliation and ridicule of everyone, Ximen Jin, who had been ridiculed for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

What's more, because his father is from China.

Therefore, with an oriental face, as early as the first day he came to the team, he was regarded as a Chinese coach who came to study, and he suffered a lot of looks and ridicule.

But now, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Are you... looking down on me too much?"

Simon King lightly knocked on the table with his knuckles, his tone full of determination and disdain.

"Looking down on you? Haha...you are wrong, boy, we are not looking down on you, we are looking down on you!"

The technical director jumped up as soon as he slammed the table and roared at him: "Does a person who has never even kicked a ball deserve to be looked at differently by us?"

Following his words, the football director also sneered: "What nonsense are you talking to him! We don't need to talk to the opportunistic guy who uses the back door. We should kick him out and let the youth team coaches take over the team!"

Facing another humiliation from everyone, Simon Jin felt that his face was very hot, but what was even hotter than his face was his dignity.

He decided that even if he couldn't become a head coach, he would still fight back hard.

"Who said you can't be a head coach if you haven't played football?" Simon King asked with a sullen face and displeasure.

"I said it! How about it?"

"What about Jose Mourinho?"

"Mourinho?"

As soon as this was said, there was a burst of sarcastic laughter in the office, and even the team secretary, who had always remained neutral, started laughing.

Everyone looking at him seemed to be saying: "Are you worthy of being compared with Mourinho?"

Ridicule is sometimes far more hurtful than words.

But at the same time, it often inspires people's fighting spirit.

"I will be better than him!"

Looking at this young man who had been humiliated but still had a strong voice, Diogo seemed to think of himself when he was young.

He stared at Simon King's eyes seriously, hesitated for a long time and then said: "Young man, are you sure?"

Simon King did not hesitate and replied directly: "I'm sure!"

Confidence is the foundation of all success.

Diogo's originally tense face began to relax slowly: "Okay, it's you! The appointment takes effect immediately!"

"No! Please don't do this! We should let the youth team's coaching team take over! They have played professional football, and they will definitely be better than this Eastern kid in terms of ability and experience!"

Faced with another protest from the technical director, Diogo seemed a little dissatisfied.

He glared at the other person fiercely and said firmly: "I believe in Jim's vision, and I believe in my own vision. This matter is settled!"

"But……"

"No buts!"

Having said this, Diogo ignored the opponent. He turned to look at Simon King and said: "Young man, go meet your players, don't let me down!"

Ximen Jin was full of energy, and his anger turned into infinite power.

He said in a deep voice in a much firmer tone than the other party:
Chapter completed!