From The Country Team To The Rich
Chapter 2 Meteor Team

"There are three teams in total, one from the fifth level, the other from the sixth level, and the last from the seventh level."

Zhang Xian was silent.

He did not expect that reality was often much more cruel.

When he thought about how to lead Germany's second or third team, reality told him that those teams looked down on themselves.

"So, the highest level of the senior regional league?"

"That's right! They were Oddingson at the fifth level, the Turkish power at the sixth level, and the Meteor team at the seventh level."

Smith said helplessly: "This is it."

Zhang Xian looked down at the three pieces of information in his hand, and subconsciously ignored the final information.

Seventh level?

Is this also a profession?

Meteor team ? what a bad name!

Zhang Xian concentrated and observed the other two documents

At the moment, Smith said: "Oddingson and the Turkish Forces are willing to give you an interview opportunity, but they may not vote for you. In fact, they don't like you."

"Because I have no experience in the football industry?" Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Yeah." Smith shrugged: "This is reality, and the time is too short. You better rest a little."

Now the two documents were in Zhang's hands, then he turned his head and took the other document 'Team Meteor' .

"What about this team?"

Smith casually said: "Among the three teams, this team is the most urgent. They need a sporting director and need a leader who can lead them through the competition."

"Oh?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile, "Include them."

"This is a village team that is in the seventh division. They can't even play in the city league, they're not even a professional team. This is a club located in the village of Sinsheim, as I recall, their village seems to be called Hoffenheim"

Zhang lifted his head and asked, "What's his name?"

Smith wondered: "Hoffenheim, do you know this place? I've never even heard of their town, Sinsheim."

Zhang Xian's gaze was a little strange.

Smith said with a smile: "But the interesting thing is that the president of the club they like you a lot, rather like your resume. He said that as long as he could help him win the championship, he could tolerate everything."

Zhang Xian's eyes moved slightly and asked: "Mentolelir everything?"

"Yes." Yeah." Smith confidently replied "He said, he can give you a position, so you can do whatever you want, he only has one condition!"

"What?"

"They want to reach the Bundesliga!"

After speaking, Smith suddenly laughed, and said in a sarcasm tone in laughter: "This is the biggest joke I've ever heard, a level seven small team, they want to go to the Bundesliga? It's so ridiculous, I think that the owner of this club is a madman or an idiot!"

The corner of zhang's mouth slightly curved up, and he asked: "Who is the name of the owner of this club?"

Smith said: "His name is Jurgen Bauer, he's the son of a conglomerate, he's 30. Their family runs the sausage industry of Haas Meat Union, which is very popular in Baden."

In the end, Smith shook his head and laughed: "Sometimes, I really suspect that he is French, because they all like to fantasize!"

Zhang Xian smiled, and whispered softly; ". Delusional"

Sinsheim is located in Baden-Wurttemberg on the outskirts of Germany. This is a small town.

Train stations in Sinsheim.

Under the scorching sun, a fat man in a black suit stood with a blond woman wearing sportswear.

The fat man became the center of attention from the surroundings, how not his figure that weighs 300 pounds like a meat ball.

The weather in July was very hot, coupled with his plump figure, he was panting, sweating profusely, and his back was wet, but he was still stubborn and did not take off his jacket.

For Jurgen Bauer, today is a very important day.

Today he will host someone who is very important for him and even the club.

A week ago, he received an introduction from a wood-making company.

When he flipped through his resume and saw the near-perfect "championship" qualification, he couldn't help it anymore.

From 2004 to 2005, he served as superintendent of the Lanister University baseball team and won the University League Championship!

As supervisor of the University of Hamburg's men's volleyball team from 2005 to 2007, he won the continental championship!

From 2007 to 2008, served as sporting director of the Berlin Industrial Basketball Club and intercontinental champion of German professional basketball!

He served as general manager of the American Football Club Pister Bulls from 2008 to 2009 and won the German American Football League championship!

God, who can tell me, what kind of resume this is.

Champions, all champions!

This is especially important for the Meteor team, who are in the seventh tier league and are even close to being relegated.

Jurgen Bauer's biggest dream is to lead the Meteor team to the Bundesliga and Europe. He has worked hard for many years, but there has been no progress.

But that frustration didn't wear down his hopes and dreams at all, like the fat that stuck in his body for years, Jurgen Bauer kept fighting, he was a persistent person.

His heart said, no matter what happens he should bring it to the Meteor Team. This is the opportunity God gave them.

This man is destined for the Meteor team.

After his unrelenting efforts, both parties finally signed a contract.

And today, in order to express her sense of well-being, she personally drove to pick up the person.

He believed that the other party would be moved by him.

The two stood in the middle of the crowd, looking for Zhang Xian's figure, while the woman held up a blackboard with Zhang Xian's name written on it.

Jurgen Bauer looked around, turning his head from time to time "Mary, hold on a second, I'm afraid Zhang can't see it."

Mary said, her arms straightened.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Are you looking for me?"

The two turned their heads and saw the oriental face carrying a portable suitcase.

Jurgen Bauer asked: "Zhang?"

Zhang Xian smiled and nodded.

Jurgen Bauer was surprised: "Hello, hello, I'm Meteor team leader, Jurgen Bauer."

Zhang Xian was quite surprised. He never thought that the chairman would come pick him up in person.

"Greetings, please cooperate!"

"Hey Mary, quickly take this historic photo, Hey."

After shaking hands with the boss and taking pictures, Zhang Xian turned his head and extended his hand towards Mary.

"Hello."

Mary nodded and extended her hand: "You can call me Mary, I am the treasurer."

Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, the financial supervisor was still very young.

After a brief introduction, the three of them walked to the parking lot in tandem.

Finally, the three men got into a rather old van.

It's a ramshackle, old car, not to mention the crowded space inside the car, and it's also very smelly.

Zhang Xian, who was sitting in the back row, turned his head and looked, he found some training clothes, smelly socks, smelly shoes, and other messy items piled up in the trunk, he said, which made him subconsciously frown.

Jurgen Bauer on the other hand said with a bit of embarrassment; "Sorry, the club has a limited budget, so we don't have any extra funds to buy the vehicle."

Zhang Xian smiled and nodded; "It's okay, we'll have it in the future."

Jurgen Bauer's eyes sparkled and he nodded loudly and said, "Yes, we'll get it."

In fact, it was not because Zhang Xian had a lot of money, but that he was mentally prepared.

The week before, he checked a lot of information and learned about how small teams work.

Many people say that football clubs have a lot of money.

But the truth is that it was the facility of a rich team.

Ordinary clubs don't dare to be so fancy. Most of their funds would be spent on equipment maintenance and training, and also pay the wages of the players.

And this is a regular club, another thing is a small team like the Meteor team, their condition is even simpler.

All funds come from tickets in the game, if there is no game, they cannot even pay a salary.

One word that could describe it, that is, pathetic !

However, the Meteor team was very good for Zhang Xian. Under the premise of a tight budget, they are still willing to pay a weekly salary of 300 Euros, which is a huge amount of money for them.

With this understanding, Zhang Xian naturally accepted all of this calmly.

Hoffenheim is an hour's drive from Sinsheim.

The car was very quiet, Zhang Xian did not speak, Jurgen Bauer wanted to speak, but did not know what to say.

Along the way, through the car window, Zhang Xian watched as the surrounding buildings became fewer and fewer.

But I must say that the infrastructure in Germany is pretty good, even in remote mountain villages, the roads are still asphalt, and the traffic is very smooth.

An hour later, what was seen was a small village.

The calm and peaceful atmosphere seemed to heal the heart.

Zhang Xian exclaimed, "This is a good place."

Eventually, the vehicle stopped in front of an office building.

Yes, it was an office building, but rather it was a rectangular brick house with ragged nameplates hanging on the door.

'METEOR TEAM'

His character is so dull and messy.