Mr. Yang, who left the club conference room, immediately called Li Guoao. Li Guoao, who received the news, was also confused at the time. The problem was huge, and the same idea really made people lose their time.

Li Guoao immediately informed him of the matter. The response he received was: A special commissioner went to Mr. Yang to have a special meeting.

There will be a special commissioner? Just as he was thinking, Master Yang’s phone rang.

"Guide Yang, I am the commissioner of the Development Committee of the Sports Bureau. My surname is Zhang. I just arrived in Newcastle. When will it be convenient for you? Let's talk."

Master Yang felt that the efficiency of national civil servants is getting higher and higher.

"Then let's go tonight." Master Yang knew that he would not be able to decide on returning to China to coach, but what is the spirit of the Olympics - the focus is on participation. At least he can't be a chess piece at his mercy. Even if it is a chess piece, it is the unrestrained pawn who crossed the river and approached the Central Palace.

On October 16, 2005, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a young man talked about Chinese football in a hotel room. This conversation will not be recorded in any historical documents, but people cannot underestimate his impact on Chinese football.

"I'm here to tell you what will happen in the Chinese football field in the next 10 years. You can choose to believe it or not. But what I want to tell you is that if you don't participate, this plan will be postponed until after 2008." The man surnamed Zhang said, with an unquestionable attitude in his tone. Perhaps thinking of the leader's instructions to him before leaving, he coughed lightly and continued:

"In a year, the Ministry of Public Security formed a special investigation team to thoroughly investigate the internal football betting problems of the Football Association and thoroughly investigate the football betting problems of the football club. The management of the Football Association was completely reshuffled."

"The reorganized Football Association transitions to separation from management and office, and strives to complete the adjustment in two years."

"After the end of the 2008 Olympics, adjust the league system and prepare for the 2010 World Cup in South Africa."

"In twelve years, we are preparing for a World Cup. In 2018, we are preparing to apply to host the World Cup."

"During this period, you have been the best candidate for the head coach of the Chinese national team. I can't say who I represent, but I will help you from the perspective of public opinion and some aspects within my ability."

After hearing this, Master Yang couldn't help but feel a little lost. This sounded like a plan that was just like a day and was said so straightforwardly without any modification.

Master Yang looked around, the soft carpet of the hotel and the man in front of him who had no charming ideas made everything so real.

"That needs me to do something now."

"Now you might as well agree to their conditions, you can increase your bid at will." said the man who claimed to be Lao Zhang.

"That's so simple?"

"There is nothing complicated. Let's do the next thing," said Lao Zhang.

Master Yang nodded and turned around and thought. If he hadn't been the Chinese coach in Europe, when would the innovation of Chinese football be waiting? In another parallel space, are there still hundreds of millions of Chinese people waiting, roaring, and crying in the face. Is there still a great defeat in Jinzhou, a black n minute, a fear of Korea?

At least there shouldn't be any more in this world.

When Master Yang returned home, Ding Yi was talking to himself in his pajamas, but he did not notice that Master Yang was back at all.

"Is this OK? No, right? Maybe. But what if they don't agree?"

Master Yang stood at the door and knocked on the door.

"Is Miss Ding Yi here?"

"Ah, my dear. You are back." Ding Yi then discovered Master Yang.

"What do you think?"

"I miss my dad's birthday."

"Oh, isn't it the 20th?"

"I'm also saying, can you go?" Ding Yi raised his waist in anger.

"Uh...this...you send the gift to me."

"Do you think this is over. Are you going to waste this? I won't get married?" Ding Yi was really angry at this time.

Master Yang scratched his head: "Who said I won't marry you anymore? Isn't this auspicious day to go to your house to propose marriage?"

Ding Yi pouted: "I know you're talking empty words. Then you say you can't go, who will they decide on a good day with? I'm so anxious to marry myself?"

"You just said you were the one who got married." Master Yang muttered.

"What did you say?"

"I said, only parents can decide on marriage."

Ding Yi took Master Yang's arm and walked to the edge of the bed, thinking to himself: You finally got the point, which made me wander around for a long time. "Why would you invite uncles and aunts to Hong Kong to have fun this time?"

Let my parents go to Hong Kong? This is an idea - it's not right. It seems that your little head can't think of it. Mr. Yang looked at Ding Yi suspiciously.

Ding Yi and Master Yang looked at each other and buried their heads in Master Yang's arms. The fat fox came up with a really good idea. Hehe.

In this way, Ding Yi flew to Dalian, the hometown of Yang Shi. Yang Shi led the team to prepare for the group stage of the League Cup.

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Ding Ruilin's birthday was held in his private residence. The parking lot on the ground was full of various luxury cars. Along the stone-paved corridor, the condom was decorated with colorful colors along the way. The guards on the roadside looked at the surroundings with a focused expression.

When he walked into the hall, many famous and wealthy people talked and laughed in groups. The only thing that was out of place was a middle-aged couple. The man was wearing a light gray Zhongshan outfit, which was straight but not as festive as other guests. The woman beside him was dressed in a cheongsam with restrained gestures and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Even so, they cannot leave. After whispering, the newly arrived guests always come to them and raise their glasses to say hello. If it weren't for the high-class people's outrageous urging to drink, they would probably have been drunk as much as they could.

Next to the middle-aged couple was a graceful girl, wearing a pink and white dress that outlined her graceful figure. Her light makeup was like a lotus flower, distinguishing her from those fashionable socialites.

"Who are the two old hats standing next to the Ding family's daughter?"

"Oh~ I'm going to be a little bit quiet, maybe I'll be the Ding family's in-laws in the future."

"In-law? Oh... the coach's parents. Oh, it's really flowers put on cow dung."

"Don't say that. I've been betting on that kid recently. I won the money. Haha. He can handle it even with Liverpool, but it's a big upset."

"Haha, you still play with this. I regret that boy is not good. I have known girls from the Ding family since I was a child, but I was still able to get it."

"Who said no? Let's go and say hello."

After seeing off another wave of guests, Ding Yi felt a little sorry. Because of the haste, Master Yang’s parents’ clothes were too late to customize. And the celebration process for this birthday was ordered by a bullshit planning company, which made the two old men so embarrassed.

"Uncle Yang, Aunt Yue. If you are tired, go upstairs and have a rest. Actually, this is just a formality. It will be the same for me to come down with my parents later."

Teacher Yang’s father shook his head: “It’s okay, we are guests, your father is the master. This is also what he deserves to celebrate his birthday. Just follow the customs.”

Four hours later, the Ding family mansion, which had been busy for a day, returned to its former silence. Ding Ruilin and Mr. Yang's parents were sitting face to face on rattan chairs with Chinese patterns, and they were speechless.

Ding Yi couldn't help but break the silence: "Uncle and Auntie, thank you for attending my father's birthday party. Thank you for your hard work today."

Yang Qitian smiled and said nothing.

At this time, Chen Jun continued his daughter's words and said, "Mr. Yang, let me just say it. We want to talk about the marriage of these two children when we meet. After all..."

Ding Ruilin interrupted Chen Jun and said, "Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang, I, Ding Ruilin, are really grateful for the arrival of you today. Mr. Yang is a good child, down-to-earth and unrestrained. Now he is booming in Europe. For his age, his future is really unlimited. I believe this is inseparable from your education. The little girl Ding Yi met him since 2002, and it was a coincidence. The two of them have been together until now. So, if you have any requirements for marriage, just raise them, as long as you can think of us, we can achieve it. After all, the children like each other, and we only have such a daughter, so we must not be wronged. We checked with friends. January 4 next year will be a good day. If you don't have any objections, what will happen if I see this matter?"

Ding Ruilin finished speaking slowly, lay on the back of the chair and looked at the Yang couple opposite him.

Yang Qitian picked up the Tieguanyin tea at hand and took a sip: "Good tea." Then he turned his eyes to Ding Ruilin, slowly put down the tea cup, and said: "Mr. Ding, Mr. Ding. Look at this tea, it may be the ordinary tea you drink on a daily basis, but this is my first time drinking it today. Good tea is good tea. Tea like this must be carefully planted since childhood. The ingredients of sunshine and rain have been carefully studied. However, for ordinary people, such good tea may not be used to drinking such good tea. We have become accustomed to simple food and cultivate such children in our way. Is such good tea really suitable for rough tea? I can't guarantee it in my heart. So some things should be discussed for a long time."

"This..." Ding Ruilin obviously did not expect Yang Qitian to reject him. Even Ding Yi raised his head and looked at Yang Qitian, who was serious and kind in his usual manner.

Chen Jun frowned: "What? I have been thinking about it for a long time?"

Ding Ruilin pressed Chen Jun and leaned forward and said, "Mr. Yang, I understand your concerns. From my perspective, tea is tea. If I am willing to spend time frying good tea, it can be sold at a sky-high price. If crude tea is packaged and processed, it may not be able to make a good taste."

Yang Qitian smiled: "I think Mr. Ding still doesn't understand what I mean."

Ding Ruilin looked at Yang Qitian, then looked at Ding Yi, and his tone softened: "Actually, no matter whether it is good or crude tea, as long as they recognize each other, are we parents still the word "fulfilling"?"

Yang Qitian sighed: "Now Master Yang is glamorous outside and has been in full swing. But if one day he is in trouble and cannot recover, will you still treat him like you are now? Let's take a step back and say that he can always stand at the forefront of the storm after being taken care of by you. Is it a good or a bad thing for him?"

Speaking of this, Yang Qitian glanced at his wife again. Master Yang's mother Yue Yutian smiled awkwardly: "Dingding, it's not that we don't want to recognize you as our wife. We are afraid of letting you down."

Ding Ruilin showed a hint of displeasure on his face, but he couldn't talk about it because of his daughter's face: "Then what you two mean is..."

"Should another year. Give the two young people some time. It's not too late to set the day at that time."

The conversation ended in this cold atmosphere. Chen Jun returned to the room and was still a little angry: "What do you mean by them? I am afraid that their son will be wronged by us?"

Ding Ruilin remained silent.

"You are saying something. I worked hard to go to Italy, and you paid to sponsor his team. What's the result? Wait for another year... If this is reported, where will your old face be put?"

"Don't say anything more." Ding Ruilin said in a deep voice, turning his head and found Ding Yi standing at the door.

Ding Yi opened his eyes wide and asked, "Mom, what did you say? What did you go to Italy? What did you pay to sponsor the team? What was going on?"

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Besiktas is a professional sports club in the Besiktas district of Istanbul, Turkey's largest city. It is one of the most famous teams in Turkey, and it is in line with Galatasaray and Fenerbahce. Mr. Yang does not know much about Turkish football. Judging from the performance of the 2020 World Cup and 2004 European Cup, the strength of Turkish football cannot be underestimated.

As Mr. Yang imagined, as soon as he entered Turkey, Newcastle was warmly welcomed by the home team fans. However, the welcome item was Besiktas' bright red flag.

The situation on the court is similar. Newcastle is not a rookie team that has never seen the world, but it is still a little unprepared for such a fanatical home court. Former Inter Milan player Okan led Besiktas launched a crazy attack. Newcastle conceded a goal in the first half.

However, Newcastle, who adapted to it, was still better. Hiller and Ameobi scored a goal and took away three points from the away game with a score of 2-1.

After the victory, the players did not have much joy, and the full-back Enzobiya, Bart and Jennas were on the injury list. This also cast a shadow on the next Premier League game.
Chapter completed!