Director Zhao squatted on the ground and smoked. Gao Zheng stood in the upper wind beside him with his hands in his pockets to ensure that the second-hand smoke would not float to him.

Behind them, the office was brightly lit, and Guo Wei was still discussing some details about starting a company with Yang Wenming. The old man knew nothing except teaching his children to play football, and Gao Zheng knew nothing except playing football. Among the four of them, Guo Wei understood it.

"When did you start smoking?" Gao Zheng asked as he looked at the white smoke rising in the night sky.

He remembered that Director Zhao never smoked before, even if he stopped playing football, he wouldn't smoke.

"Just recently, I'm a little annoyed..." Director Zhao raised his head and vomited a stream of white smoke.

"I can't play football anymore, and I haven't seen you get so annoyed to smoking."

"Cough cough..." It seemed that he was choking by cigarettes, so Director Zhao started coughing.

"Don't drive the goods and find something for you to do."

Director Zhao was stunned when he heard this, and the cigarette he wanted to continue sending into his mouth stopped outside.

"I must do what I said tonight. But you also know who the old man is. It's fine to let him teach his children to play football. But it's completely impossible to let him deal with the three and all-rounders. I want you to help the old man, who concentrates on teaching football, and you take responsibility for other things."

Director Zhao turned his head and looked up, and found that Gao Zheng was looking at him while saying this, and the two of them met.

He smiled and asked Director Zhao: "How is it? Do you do it or not? Don't worry about the treatment, you are a partner."

"This..." Director Zhao suddenly stood up from the ground. Because he got up too fast, his body shook slightly, "I can't do it... I'm just a delivery person..."

"You can do it, Lao Zhao. When we learned to play football together, you were the best among us. I was with the old man for a year, and thanks to you who helped me find football. Delivery is not what you are good at, this is what you are best at. Come and help me, I have to play football, I can't control what's happening here, but I really hope it can be done." Gao Zheng looked at Director Zhao sincerely.

Director Zhao remained silent, Gao Zheng did not urge him, and turned his eyes to the dark construction site in the distance, where there was a building under construction.

In a few years, many communities will emerge from the ground. In a few years, as more and more people move in, the place will gradually become prosperous and lively, and will no longer be as dark and deserted as it is now.

I don’t know if this open space in the cracks in the real estate market can be finally preserved. It may become a parking lot or a municipal park. But Gao Zheng hopes that these two stadiums can be retained because there are more residents and more children at that time, there will always be people who want to play football. If there are two stadiums at the door of their homes, wouldn’t it be great?

Gao Zheng has been in Milan and Genoa for many years. These two cities have a long history. Even because there are too many old buildings, the city looks a bit backward and dilapidated and the streets are narrow, which is why Europeans prefer small cars. But even if the city is so narrow, there are no football fields that can be seen everywhere.

He thought, perhaps this is one of the reasons why European football is so much better than Chinese football.

He hopes that when Chinese children want to play football in the future, they don’t have to travel all over the city, go downstairs and leave a community and see a few green football fields.

Just as Gao Zheng was looking at the construction site in a daze, Director Zhao's cry suddenly sounded beside him.

He was burned by the cigarette in his hand. After rushing off the cigarettes that had not been burned, he shook his hand and said to Gao Zheng: "I'm afraid of dragging you down, Brother Zheng."

"Hey, Lao Zhao, you figure it out. I'm not asking you to come here to take care of you or something. I really optimistic about your ability. I think this is a stage suitable for you to play, so I asked you to come. This is my career and yours."

When Director Zhao heard Gao Zheng say this, he was not angry, but smiled: "Then I will work hard to do it, Brother Zheng."

Gao Zheng patted his shoulder: "Come on."

Then he asked again: "What time is it?"

Director Zhao took out his mobile phone and lit the screen to watch the time, but Gao Zheng noticed the background picture of his lock screen.

Although he put on makeup and his style was different from before, he still recognized the beauty in the photo at a glance, Feng Shiyao.

He looked at Director Zhao in a little surprised, not understanding why Feng Shiyao's photo appeared on Lao Zhao's mobile phone.

"It's ten:20..." After reporting the time, Director Zhao raised his head and found Gao Zheng's curious gaze. He asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"This..." Gao Zheng pointed to his mobile phone screen.

"Oh, the singer has emerged recently, the champion of the super nice talent show. She is beautiful, sings well, and has talent. Her songs are written by herself. I have been listening to her songs recently, and I like her!" Director Zhao was a little embarrassed, and introduced to Gao Zheng with some pride.

"What's her name?"

"Feng Shiyao!"

Gao Zheng grabbed Director Zhao's cell phone and carefully looked at Feng Shiyao on the screen. His appearance had not changed much, but his temperament was better than before...

The talent show singer debuted, is this a realization of her ideal?

This guy hasn't told him on WeChat that she had enough for participating in the talent show, and he didn't expect to hide it from me...

Gao Zheng smiled.

It was not until the mobile phone automatically shut down that Gao Zheng returned the phone to Director Zhao.

Seeing Gao Zheng's appearance, Director Zhao thought Gao Zheng was also very interested in Feng Shiyao, so he happily promoted Gao Zheng: "Feng Shiyao will hold a small thank-you fan concert in the bar where she works in a few days. I got the ticket. Brother Zheng, if you want to go, I will help you with another ticket!"

"Is this a ticket easy?"

"It's easy to do it well, I have something to do. I met someone when I was delivering the goods. He was the person in charge of the bar kitchen. He could help me get the ticket!" Director Zhao patted his chest and promised that he could get the ticket for Gao Zheng.

Gao Zheng thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I'll go and listen to her singing too."

When Gao Zheng and Director Zhao returned to the office, Guo Wei and Yang Wenlong had already discussed some details.

Gao Zheng brought Director Zhao in and told the two of them what he was responsible for. Guo Wei expressed his support, but Yang Wenlong did not object, so the matter was decided.

At the end, Guo Wei took the initiative to say that he was willing to invest and participate in this matter together.

This was beyond the expectations of the other three. In their opinion, Guo Wei has his own serious business and is doing well, so there is really no need to come and play with them.

Gao Zheng’s idea is indeed quite good, but it is hard to say how to execute it and what it can be executed.

Guo Wei actually has to invest money and invest in the shares. Aren’t he afraid of being there?

But Guo Wei also has his own plan, that is, he is really optimistic about Gao Zheng, so he is optimistic about the projects he participates in.

After thinking about it, with Gao Zheng in this project, it can be said that it will be invincible.

As long as they control and manage the quality of their coaches themselves, there will basically be no big problems.

And even if he fails, his money will not be much lost. His main business is still in the tiles business. Now that China's real estate is so prosperous and his tiles business is very big, the money he lost is simply a drop in the bucket compared to his main business.

Spending a little money to further consolidate his relationship with Gao Zheng, businessman Guo Wei felt that this was a profitable deal.

Finally, in the naming process, everyone brainstorms and argues endlessly.

Gao Zheng named it "Yang Wenlong Football Training Institution", but the old man firmly opposed his name on the signboard.

Gao Zheng asked him if the "Yang Wenlong Football Training Class" hanging at his door was not a sign?

The old man said that's different. His football training class is a small place and has little fame. Even if it appears on the signboard, it only appears here.

Gao Zheng said what's the difference? And he wanted to let all Chinese people know that Yang Wenlong is his football coach, and everyone knew that Yang Wenlong was the excellent football coach who trained Gao Zheng.

At the end of the vote, Gao Zheng's name was passed by three votes in favor and one vote against.
Chapter completed!