Godfather Of The Green Fields

A good massacre!

When the main referee blew the whistle at the end of the game, Li Ang stood on the sidelines, raised his arms high, and enjoyed this wonderful moment. Then he was lifted by the excited players who swarmed. ……

The whole Mareo was caught in some kind of fanaticism because of such a completely unexpected victory.

Chapter 71 Lucky Day (on)

In the cities of the seaside, the rain is always exceptionally abundant.

The weather is changeable.

I was able to see the sun just now. The hard work of this meeting came from the rain.

Neil Baraqulier sits in the cab, the car starts, and the wiper works hard.

He is a taxi driver. In such bad weather, he still insists on working. This is a rare example of the working people in Spain. It is simply a model worker.

Don’t make a fuss about nothing. Although the weather is bad, this is a taxi driver’s chance to make money. However, the Espanyol in the warm sunshine of the Iberian Peninsula is generally lazy. They like to find various reasons for their completion and the weather is bad. Rest, illness, rest, or even a bad mood are the reasons why some slackers don’t work well.

Therefore, Neil Baraqulier is a very hardworking taxi driver.

The car radio turned on, and there was the voice of the famous father of the Sporting de Gijón, the Genius player, Francisco José Parada, the Mr. to his son in the game with the Orrence team. The performance in the game is greatly appreciated. It seems that the team wins all his son’s merits, and he continues to swear by the Sporting de Gijón Athletics B team manager, and constantly hints that his treasured son wants to leave.

This is the third day after the game of Sporting de Gijón Athletics B and Orrence.

Baraqulier irritatedly turned off the radio, and he is now annoying this Parada Mr.

Unlike some of his companions, although he thinks that Parada is a good player, he is not blind. The performance of Parada is OK, but the performance of other players is not bad. Sporting de Gijón is playing. It’s been the last two months, even the best game since this season.

What is the reason for this? !

Baraqulier thinks that Manager, that Chinese is a credit.

He said good things to Li Ang, saying that this is a good coach, saying that winning the coach has the credit, saying that Parada should learn to respect the coach.

Unfortunately, his words did not win the support of his companions. Everyone sneered at him and said that he bought China bargains to buy addiction?

This bunch of bastards. They simply don’t understand that a team, not a Genius player, can hold it up.

This requires the team’s efforts, and the role of the coach in it is critical.

Obviously, the Chinese coaching performance at Sporting de Gijón was very successful. This is the result.

Just because of some prejudice against China or China football, plus the parade of Parada is constantly there, the majority of Sportsing de Gijón fans are standing on the side of the Genius star of Parada. They are hostile to the Chinese coach.

Baraqulier lit a cigarette, and he was happy. He was worried about what to do with these things, to spend more business and earn two more money. This is serious.

……

His car parked on the side of the road, facing the door of FedEx on the front. He was waiting for the rabbit here. FedEx was quite remote here. Even the bus was a two-hour bus. Taxi is rarely here.

However, Baraqulier knows that this is a good place to live. Thanks to the changing weather of Sporting de Gijón, thanks to the remoteness of this place, he often encounters a lot of bad traps here. Luck egg.

“After the FedEx headquarters, someone is recruiting, is there someone nearby?” There was a voice inside the internal channel.

“No!”

“Hey, who is going to the ghost place.”

“It’s too far, I won’t go.”

“haha, yes, Hardy, let’s have a drink, this ghost weather, rest in the afternoon.”

Listening to the voice in the channel, Baraqulier smiled. “I am near here! Ok, guys, the task of saving the bad luck egg is for me.”

“Hah, Neil, it’s you again.”

“Neil, there is no end to work. I want to enjoy life.”

“Come on, Neil, don’t pay attention to the bad luck egg, let’s have a drink. I treat you.”

“Guys, have fun. I have to start working.” Baraqulier turned off the channel call track.

As soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, he parked the car at the gate of FedEx. At the same time, he turned on the double-bounce light and pressed the horn to remind the attention of the bad luck egg trapped here.

Who is this bad luck egg today?

Which country?

Japanese people?

France people?

Italy? !

Don’t be surprised, FedEx’s headquarters is the international parcel collection office. Only those foreigners will come here. In the eyes of Baraqulier, it is the bad luck fat sheep.

Then he saw that the bad luck egg appeared.