Dinner time.

"For the robin to spread its wings and fly high again!"

In the team cafeteria, head coach Mark held up a glass of sweet wine and shouted.

The players shouted, and even the staff from the cafeteria and other departments of the team were waving their arms together to cheer.

Four to zero, an incredible victory, and the opponent is a strong team that announced its promotion as the goal of the season at the beginning of the season, the tall, handsome and rich Wei Conby Wanderer.

"For the robin to spread its wings and fly high again!" Everyone raised their wine glasses and responded.

"Long live the robin!" Some players were still shouting.

"I wish you good health!" Some players started to cheer.

"I wish you no longer leaks in the house." A player living nearby knows the background of Old Mark. His old-fashioned English wooden house often leaks a little, and it has not been better after repairing it several times.

Someone laughed. Englishmen like Old Mark, who likes old traditions, only built houses and refused to rebuild them.

"Boys, even if it's a low-alcohol drink, no one of you has only a limited quantity of one bottle!" Old Mark scolded him with a stern face.

"One bottle is not enough!" Chairman Wang Qing immediately retorted beside him: "At least five bottles are needed!"

"Great!" The players quickly applauded when they saw the Chairman pleading.

Old Mark shook his head and did not give face: "They are professional players. If they hadn't won beautifully today, no drink would allow them to touch their lips!"

Wang Qing didn't care about the old coach's rejection of his proposal, and looked at captain Michael with a smile.

"Mr. Coach, if you have a plead with the Chairman, let's have a limited drink." Michael winked at the head coach with a plead with a smile.

"...Okay, since your captain pleads, there is only a limited quantity of three bottles of sweet wine per person, but you are not allowed to be lazy in your training tomorrow. Even if someone is late, don't want to have another chance to drink!" Old Mark nodded seriously and made concessions.

Young players' drinking on the team is strictly restricted.

High concentration alcohol is absolutely prohibited, and low concentrations can only be consumed in moderation. Even if you drink outside, there are clear regulations, but it is fine if others don’t know about it outside. If someone reports, he will be punished by the team, such as deduction of wages, issuance of reserve teams or even bans within the team.

Hearing the captain's plea, the head coach finally made a concession. With the amount of three bottles of English sweet wine, the players cheered.

Wang Qing held the wine glass and sat with old Mark and Havac, and then greeted Captain Michael to sit down together.

"Beautiful job, Mark, Michael, I think you can go to Hollywood." Wang Qing laughed in a low voice. In fact, no one could hear him clearly. The players were making noises and no one paid attention.

The three people who were drinking just now were actually greeted by Wang Qing before. He wanted to design a scene to highlight the head coach's iron-faced image, make himself more friendly, and the team captain has a more leader style.

When Michael heard the Chairman's praise, he giggled. In fact, he is the best supporting actor and is best at judging the situation.

"If I do this often, I will become a black-faced judge." Old Mark complained.

"We all need to make sacrifices in order to rise up the robin." Wang Qing patted his shoulder.

In Wang Qing's eyes, the attitudes of the two coaches, Old Mark and Havac, towards themselves as chairman, have been upgraded to respect. Captain Michael has also reached the level of respect. Wang Qing is quite satisfied with the feedback he received in recent performance.

"Mr. Chairman, oh, Mr. Wang Qing, you are so old and so good at controlling people's hearts. The one that Mark and Michael performed just now was so great." Hawacz was unable to drink, and his tongue was already big after drinking twice the alcohol content. He said to Wang Qing: "Sometimes, I really doubt whether there is an old guy hidden in your young body."

Wang Qing smiled. He had been in the agency for so many years and was not enough to deal with politicians, but it was still okay to comfort and fool the stereotyped footballers. China's interpersonal relationship knowledge is not very leading in the whole of Europe, but it is absolutely amazing in the eyes of these old traditional English people.

"How can you let the players drink? Even the minimum alcohol is not suitable for the players' physical recovery!" A female voice was yelled out from behind Wang Qing.

It was Martina who was screaming behind him. Old Mark and Havac squeezed their eyes at Wang Qing and avoided the side a bit ambiguously. Even Captain Michael found a chance to slip away.

"Oh my god, Miss Martina, who claims to be a sports coach, please sit down." Wang Qing stood up and pointed the free space for Old Mark to Martina.

Martina was a little dissatisfied, but seeing the atmosphere on the scene was good, she barely sat down.

Wang Qing grabbed a quilt, poured juice on it, and pushed it to Martina.

But when I pushed it over, I touched Martina's hand slightly.

【Discover the little demon!】

【Martina's first adaptation position: physical fitness coach

Current Ability Evaluation: 103, Potential 168, Affinity 7, Physical Training 18, Psychological Training 9, Tactical Training 11, Defensive Training 4, Offensive Training 2, Technical Training 15, Determination 19, Discipline 17, Inspiration 14, Medical Ability 5, Judgment Player 13...]

Hum? This...

Wang Qing was shocked when he saw the semi-vague ability box appearing in front of his eyes as his body touched a little bit.

Martina is actually a little demon-level coach?!

These abilities, let alone physical coaches in the second division, are competent even at the Championship level.

"Why are you stunned?" Martina didn't mind too much about the contact between Wang Qing's back and his hand, but seeing that he was a little stupid soon, she felt strange.

"..." Wang Qing almost said that you are so awesome, but he could not help it, so he simply turned to defense and offense and said: "You just stopped us from allowing players to drink, which I really appreciated."

"Things are all done." Martina snorted.

"In this way, let's sign a contract tomorrow, it's only you." Wang Qing said sincerely: "I think that for a football coach, without a contract means disrespect, especially for a dedicated female coach, I'm really rude."

"..." Martina couldn't help but look up and down at Wang Qing. Why did this guy suddenly activate his brain?

"I'm serious, I just drank two sips of sweet wine." Wang Qing pointed to his face, saying that he had not even blushed.

Martina rolled her eyes: "You understand what's right."

"Well, we'll sign a contract in my office tomorrow morning, and then you and I go to the Player Union to register, let's take a look at the young players together."

"Oh?" Martina was a little surprised when she heard this, and could even be said to be flattered.

Wang Qing took a sip of wine and thought to himself: Because you judge that the player's ability is actually 13, which is higher than that of Old Mark and Hawac, and it is more suitable for you.
Chapter completed!