The Glory of the Godfather

　　 In Fang Jue's view, this fellow Fernando is simply a super hotshot.

　　 Speaking of it, Fang Jue really wants to thank the fans of Ibiza. The upright fans could not see that their respected Mr. coach was unreasonably humiliated, loyal, and justice defeated evil. Fernando was fired.

　　 However, I did not expect that after losing his job as a TV station narrator, this guy completely released himself, and his mouth became more and more poisonous.

　　 "Hahaha, don't be angry, reporters are like this, I have been scolded by reporters."

　　 Hey hey... Fang Jue clearly heard Ronaldinho smiling.

　　 "But, it's very interesting. This guy scolded you, but he even scolded others. He scolded Villarreal's coach even harder."

　　 Yes, Fernando scolded Villarreal's B team coach Genifel's words, which is worse than scolding Fangjue.

　　 These two people have old grudges?

　　 This was Fang Jue's first reaction.

　　 It is a pity that he has not read the remarks made by Fernando to praise Genifel in that issue of the Catalan Evening News...

　　 Otherwise, he would definitely say, this is a crazy dog.

　　 Or is it because love becomes hate?

　　……

　　 Villarreal, B team head coach office.

　　 "Incompetent coach, a stubborn brain, unaware of flexibility, stupid and self-righteous tactics, clumsy adjustments, ignorance of so-called substitutions..."

Snapped!

　　 Brush Brush!

　　 Villarreal B team coach Mr. Tren Genifel threw the newspaper in his hand on the ground and picked it up and tore it in half.

　　 Fernando!

　　 His anger was unstoppable.

　　 This even gave Mr. Heniffel a feeling of being betrayed and deeply hurt.

　　 In a person's life, a confidant may be more rare to be loved. Therefore, the feeling of being betrayed by a confidant is even more angry and maddening than being green.

　　……

　　 "A stingy old man!" Fang Jue cursed.

　　 Just half an hour ago, Fang Jue, club chairman Mr. Alfonso, and general manager Savage, the three of them had an internal meeting.

At the meeting, Chairman Alfonso fully affirmed Fang Jue’s coaching performance. On behalf of the club and himself, he expressed sincere congratulations and gratitude to Fang Jue, who led the team to three consecutive league victories, and encouraged Fang Jue to make persistent efforts. The team achieved another success.

　　 Fang Jue said excitedly, this is what he should do. He just did what a coach should do most-[Winning]. At the same time, he thanked Mr. Chairman for his sincere concern for the team.

　　Finally, Fang Jue asked if the salaries and bonuses owed to the players could be paid out first.

　　 He can't let the soldiers fight hungry.

　　 Alfonso was moved by his sincere attitude, very pleased, and then very decisively rejected him.

In the end, under Fang Jue’s vigorous struggle, Alfonso had to nod his head in agreement, and first hand out the winning prizes he owed. The reason for agreeing was simple. He didn’t owe much. Fang Jue led the team. Won three consecutive victories, which is more than Ibiza's previous half season. Before that, they only won two of their 18 games...

　　 Fang Jue realized at this time that his previous thoughts were a bit naive.

He previously believed that after the team had a three-month buffer period, Alfonso had enough time to seek financing and raise funds, and now the team has won three consecutive league games, although it is not certain that there is hope for relegation. However, the situation is very good, in this case, Ibiza Club should be optimistic about some management.

　　 However, although the club chairman Alfonso did not reveal the inside story, he can guess it. At least the club’s financing situation so far is not optimistic.

According to the previous agreement between the club and the players, three months later, the previous arrears and the current salary must be paid in full. The players have this in mind. If there is no money to pay, then the matter will be fine. It's a big trouble.

　　 However, he is just the head coach of the team. Those things are not something he can worry about.

　　……

　　 I suddenly had some urgency.

　　 Fang Jue parked the car next to a toilet on the side of the road, opened the gate to release the water, the water column was very strong, and the sound was loud and comfortable.

　　 Walking out of the bathroom, he ran into a fat man with an Asian face hurriedly approaching.

At this moment, there was a roar from far and near, and I saw a motorcycle coming quickly. When passing by the two, the man sitting in the back row suddenly reached out and pulled the fat man’s handbag, and then Step on the accelerator and walk away.

　　 Both Fang Jue and the fat man were stunned by this sudden incident.

　　 The fat man turned around almost in place, then sat down on the ground, saw his handbag being robbed, and climbed to his feet. He was about to chase him, but he only saw the taillights of the motorcycle.

　　 "Is it okay?" Fang Jue asked in Spanish, looking at the fat man dumbfounded, it was really pitiful, he was scared and stupid.

　　 Then he heard the fat man stomping and yelling in Sichuan dialect: "In Japan, you are the first to be a son of a tortoise!"

　　 "Cut the brain!"

　　 "I, RI, your mother sells batches!"

　　 "You short-lived turtle!"

　　 Fang Jue's eyes widened, and he watched the fat man scold without repetition for a minute. I guess he would continue to curse if he hadn't seen Fang Jue staring at him all the time.

　　 "What are you looking at?" The fat man glanced at Fang Jue, "Ghost, who knows such a mess?"

　　 Fang Jue blinked and was about to speak.

　　 "By the way, you don't understand." The fat man said, and immediately changed to a very fluent Spanish. "Hello, gentleman, can you call the police for me? My phone was robbed in my bag."

　　 "I want it." Fang Jue nodded.

　　……

　　 Two minutes later, Fang Jue drove the fat man to the police station to report the crime.

　　 "I thought my brother was a fellow from Sichuan." The fat man said regretfully.

　　"Actually, I still have a few Sichuan dialects~www.ltnovel.com~ Fang Jue said with a smile.

　　 "What are you talking about?"

　　 "Brother, do you want to cut butterflies?" Fang Jue said solemnly.

　　 Fatty: "⊙＿⊙" (⊙＿⊙).

　　 helped the fat man report the crime at the police station and recorded his statement.

　　 By the way, the two people shared their names with each other. The fat man was named Li Zihua, from Bayu, Sichuan Province.

　　 "Although the case has been reported, there is really no hope of reporting." Fang Jue said, "The detection rate in Spain is generally not high."

　　 "Speaking of which, we are also international friends, so I don't take care of it." Li Zihua smiled and said, "It's better to have good domestic security."

　　 Li Zihua's wallet was robbed, and his mobile phone was also robbed. Fortunately, he didn't put his passport or anything in his bag, otherwise it would be very troublesome.

　　 "Would you like to go to my place to deal with one night?" Fang Jue said, all compatriots, and he had to help.

　　 "It's okay, I have a place to live." Li Zihua said, "Thank you brother for your kindness."

　　 "I'll take you there." Fang Jue said.

　　 "Thanks a lot."

　　……

　　Fang Jue drove the car along the route pointed out by Li Zihua, but soon his expression became strange, especially when the car stopped in front of a three-story building:

This is the small building of the Ibiza Club training base. It was originally the club’s office building. It was later sold to repay the debt. Rumor has it that the buyer is a local tyrant from Sichuan, China. Fang Jue heard that this local tyrant compatriot planned to take Get a...luxury...chess and card club for Chinese tourists' leisure and entertainment.

　　 Fang Jue stared at Li Zihua, "Is this yours?"

　　 "No." The fat man shook his head.

　　 "Then you are here..." Fang Jue nodded to speak.

　　 "It belongs to my old man."