greenery is king

Chapter 94 Self-help
Ai Huan sneered, "Back then, Deportivo also beat AC Milan [-]-[-] at home and completed a reversal that was impossible at the time. Why can't we do it now? Now we still have an away goal in hand. As long as we can beat them [-]-[-], we can eliminate them, and the blitz we are implementing now has been recognized as a very good way to solve the battle in actual combat, I believe our whole team has this kind of courage and fighting spirit."

"But the next game you will face is Sares, who is tied for first place. Are you really sure that you can beat this team? Their offense and defense are definitely not what you have encountered in these few games. Opponent." A reporter interrupted Ai Huan again.

Ai Huan shrugged his shoulders and turned his head to look at Uribe who was sitting beside him, "We have Jesus. His command and tactics are the best way for us to defeat the enemy. I believe he can let us win the final victory."

Everyone burst into laughter, no one thought that Ai Huan would use Uribe's name as a joke at this time, so someone immediately said, "Whether you have Jesus or the terrifying Hilla, it is enough to destroy any opponent."

Ai Huan smiled helplessly, "I don't really like this nickname, but if it's in this context, then I don't care."

"Then let's talk about it. I hope we can be the first to conduct an exclusive interview with you after that game. I will have a lot of questions to ask you." Sara didn't waste any chance at all. Get this thing settled.

When Uribe walked into the chairman's office, he was shocked at first, because he hadn't seen the chairman for a while, and he seemed to be a different person. He still remembered that he had just taken over the club a few months ago When he was full of black hair, he was still energetic, but now his head is all gray and his face is ugly and scary. The most important thing is that he has no energy at all, completely like an old man who is seriously ill.

Eric was quite enthusiastic when he saw Uribe walk in. He pointed to the chair in front of him and said, "Come and sit down. I am also very happy that you have played well recently. It's just that I have some bad news for you." Tell you, you have to be mentally prepared." Eric also looked weak when he spoke, as if he would collapse at any time because he couldn't breathe, so he didn't just choose to say the following words directly like going around in circles .

"Sir/Mr. Xi, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Uribe asked with concern. Since he took over the club, the old man has never interfered with any of his decisions. Still very respectful.

"Me?" Eric looked at himself, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "Don't think there is something wrong with me just because you see my white hair, it's actually just because we dyed my hair, I'm almost 60 years old this year It's not normal if you don't have white hair." Uribe smiled but didn't speak, he always felt that Mr. Xi was a bit abnormal today, could it be that he really brought some very bad news, but what's the matter ?

Eric paused for a moment, as if he had once again gathered his strength to say the following words, "Forget it, I'd rather you just say it directly. Mr. Coach, I have reached the most dangerous time, and now I am only one step away from bankruptcy. One step, you should also know that the overwhelming economic crisis has begun, and my company has not escaped this big wave, and now it is stuck in the quagmire and cannot extricate itself."

"What?" Uribe was taken aback. He didn't expect that a big businessman like Eric would die so quickly. In his impression, the chairman/chairman was still very rich. "How is this possible? "

Eric smiled wryly and shook his hand, "Now is not the time to discuss the reasons, all we have to do now is to save ourselves."

"Self-help? You mean to sell the club?" Uribe felt a little chill all over, and it seemed that Elche was about to experience another shock.

"Impossible! No one is willing to take over such a club now, because rich people will not buy a small club like ours, and those without strength dare not buy it. I have been trying for more than a month, and the final result is what it is now. "He paused again, and then said, "Do you know the reason? It's because we are going to be upgraded soon, and the upgrade means that our team has to increase investment. Don't say that my current situation does not allow it, and others are also affected. There is no such huge investment, so now they are all retreating."

"What does this sentence mean?" Uribe exclaimed, and he suddenly realized that what he was thinking was still too simple. I am afraid that the news now is not as simple as bad news, but a bomb/bomb.

A look of shame flashed across Eric's face, but he soon returned to normal, "This club has a total of 230 employees including players, while my other companies have more than [-] employees, I absolutely cannot Regardless of any one, but if we want them to be able to survive this long winter, we have to make a trade-off, do you understand that?"

"You mean you want me to give up the league and stop thinking about promotion?"

"Yes! But I can guarantee that this is only a stage. When we recover, we will fully support you to re-enter the First Division."

"Have I had a chance to say no?"

"Son, you have a chance! I know you are a good coach, so I don't want you to bear any consequences of this matter. I allow you to resign now, and all responsibilities can be handed over to you Successor, I will tell the outside world how about you because of family reasons?"

"Are you crazy?" Uribe jumped up suddenly, his eyes were about to burst into flames. "You are committing a crime, and you will go to jail for it."

"I'm saving myself and I'm trying to find a way out for everyone. You should know that in Spain this is not a big deal at all. No one goes to jail for it, and no one is even blamed for it. We don't have the ability to fight Everyone will understand this in the First Division." Uribe was speechless immediately, this has long been common in Spanish football, in fact, not only in Spain, clubs in many places have the ability to upgrade but they do not upgrade because There is no money.

"I don't have much time for you. Give me an answer at this time tomorrow. If I'm not satisfied, I hope we can break up peacefully!" The tone of the chairman suddenly became tough.

(End of this chapter)