"Here, Xiao Chen, sit down."

When Chen Hao entered the base, the first person to "receive" him was not the head coach, Frenchman Perrin, but the deputy team leader Guo Bingyan.

The middle-aged man who had been in the system for most of his life exuded a slightly corrupt bureaucratic aura, which made Chen Hao frown.

But this did not affect his next move.

He placed two beautifully packaged red wine on the table:

"Team Leader Guo, this is my first time joining the national team. It is a local specialty I brought back from France. The taste is quite authentic."

Before leaving France, he checked in a batch of specialties from his hometown, but his father was not used to drinking red wine, so he simply gave a favor for water. Not only was he the leader of the national team, he also prepared a small specialties for his other teammates.

After all... these people will eventually become the green leaves behind him.

Guo Bingyan's originally tight cheeks loosened a little, and he waved his hand quickly:

"Oh, you're so mean, but remember not to do this in the future... Come on, let's sit down and talk."

Chen Hao just smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

He didn't take the initiative to speak because the other party immediately opened his official accent:

"You are an internet celebrity now. You are saying everywhere on the Internet that you are a true genius who has ever encountered in Chinese football in a century and the only hope for the revival of the national football team, but you must keep a clear understanding.

These media and public opinion have always been like this. Today you have a highlight moment, and they can praise you to heaven. If you are a little down tomorrow, they can immediately knock you to the ground! And you have to take a few more steps! As a young man, you must learn to protect yourself, speak less and learn more, and avoid being interfered by media reporters."

Chen Hao nodded:

"I know, the media in Europe are actually similar."

Guo Bingyan gently stroked the packaging of the red wine:

"According to the leaders' wishes, this game was originally just for you to feel the atmosphere of the national team, and was not prepared to let you play. After all, you also know that this group of national teams has been running-in for more than two years. You are a newcomer and have no tacit understanding with them..."

He explained several aspects in a nagging manner, and Chen Hao just sneered in his heart.

Yes, even if you are on the road, even if you don’t play, the Chinese team will not lose, right?

You called me here to feel the atmosphere in such a game?

The team leader finally finished talking about his one, two, three, four, and five. If it were other players, he might have given him a smile and a heart.

But this time he obviously never got his wish again.

Chen Hao was still sitting opposite him:

"Team Leader Guo, with the current level of the Chinese team, it is not that I want to cooperate with them, but that everyone else should cooperate with me. Do you understand what I mean?"

Guo Bingyan was obviously stunned:

"What do you mean?"

After entering the door, although Chen Hao did not smile with a humble face, he was very polite. Now he suddenly straightened his back. Such a change made him a little difficult to accept.

"I didn't want to say these words so straightforwardly, but since you want me to make it clearer, I'll just say something straightforwardly, otherwise we will all feel uncomfortable in the future, oh, mainly because I will feel very uncomfortable."

Chen Hao leaned back on the sofa, without any humility towards the leader:

"Accepting the national team's recruitment is my respect for Chinese football, and it does not mean that I have to obey the Football Association unconditionally, or a coach or team leader's orders without reason. You can say that I have no organization, no discipline, no sense of obedience, a sense of overall situation, or even use a bigger hat to suppress me. If this national team does not respect my opinion, I will refuse your recruitment from now on."

Guo Bingyan's mouth twitched slightly:

"Do you think that playing a few good games in France can threaten the Football Association? Have you been in a foreign country for too long and you have no brains? When I was working at the General Administration, you didn't even have a fertilized egg! Do you believe it or not, as long as I move my fingers, your career will be destroyed! You can't even be a youth training coach! Do you still remember Wang Moumou who plays basketball? Can't you see what he looks like now?"

Chen Hao shrugged:

"I really want to know, how can you destroy me? Can you command FIFA to ban me from the global game? No, if you don't have this ability, the Chinese Football Association has no say in the Asian Football Association, how dare you make trouble at FIFA?"

The middle-aged man's face seemed to be even more ugly.

As a person in the system, he certainly knows the nature of his organization being fierce and weak on the inside. He is the only one who is respectful inside and has no bottom line outside. How many times have the national team and clubs encountered unfair treatment in Asian courts, and even encountered incredible black whistles at his home court...

What makes fans most angry is that, for a period of time, when encountering a black whistle, the Chinese Football Association did not investigate and collect evidence, appeal to the upper party, and uphold justice for their own people, but said in a tone of "our Chinese Football Association is losing power and humiliating the country": "Don't waste your energy, rest well."

What should he use to impose sanctions on a player thousands of miles away in such an institution that has no say in Asia?

——A word here, the attitude of the Football Association seems to have changed in the past two years, and they have begun to appeal to the upper class, and they dare to express their protests by absent from the AFC conference, although there has been no change in the results.

Chen Hao hasn't finished speaking:

"The only measure you can take is to refuse to call me into the national team forever, but does that have any effect on me? No, not at all. Can you ban me from commercial endorsement activities around the world? I'm afraid it's even more impossible. Or can you try to ban my European games nationwide? To be honest, I really can't imagine how you can destroy me except to buy murders?"

After Chen Hao finished speaking, he did not wait for the expected furious and tough showdown, but saw a good show of changing faces.

The middle-aged man's face returned to normal at some point, and even showed a bitter smile of shame:

"Xiao Chen, maybe I have worked in the system for too long, and there are some problems with the way of saying it, you must have misunderstood what I mean. Your strength has been recognized by European teams. It can even be said that the whole world sees it, and he firmly rejects the invitation from the French team. It can be said that he is an outstanding representative of patriotic players. A young player like you must focus on training, so we directly skipped the two echelons of the National Youth and National Olympic Teams to allow you to participate in the first-team competition.

What we originally meant was that after all, you just finished the league and were still very tired. Bhutan is not a great opponent, so it would be good to give you a rest. However, since you are eager to serve the country and want to integrate into the national team as soon as possible, I certainly respect your opinions 100%. How long do you think you are suitable for playing? Tell me and I will arrange it."

Chen Hao shrugged:

"I have always been modest. Since I am just a newcomer to the national team, then just play for seven or eight minutes. Isn't this an exaggeration?"

Guo Bingyan shook his head repeatedly:

"Not too much, not too much! You are the winner of the Golden Boot Awards in the five major leagues. The national team will build and develop with you as the core in the next 20 years. Our hope for the 2018 World Cup is all about you..."

Chen Hao seemed to have no interest in continuing to listen and directly interrupted him:

"By the way, can I get my air ticket back to China be reimbursed?"

The team leader nodded again:

"It can be reimbursed, it can be reimbursed! Whenever you are convenient, give me the bill and card number, and I will arrange financial statements immediately."

Chen Hao stood up:

"Then I'll trouble Team Leader Guo."

The middle-aged man quickly stood up:

"No trouble, no trouble! You have my phone number too. If you have any questions in the future, just tell me directly. We must strengthen communication and exchanges with each other and avoid misunderstandings..."

After sending away the arrogant player, the middle-aged man's facial muscles collapsed instantly.

He looked at the two bottles of red wine that seemed exquisite but actually cost only a few hundred yuan, and he wanted to smash them all with one punch.

But he finally resisted the impulse and sat down slowly.

Although he is just a department-level cadre and is not a role in the capital, he has very important power in the field of Chinese football. The men and women's adult national teams, the national Olympic teams, and the national youth teams all have his influence. Those domestic players with annual salary of millions or even tens of millions, and the bosses of various Chinese Super League clubs must be polite when they see him, and even be flattered.

His former team leader Wei Shaohui has been in jail for many years and his team leader has been vacant. As the first "successor", he has always been a deputy. He is unwilling to cause trouble at this time.

This kid Chen Hao... has become famous like a rocket this month. Not to mention the Football Association, the General Administration of Sports, and even the higher-level leaders have heard his name.

Guo Bingyan also remembers clearly that when the French Football Association wanted to invite Chen Hao to change his nationality, the entire Football Association suffered such unimaginable pressure!

If Chen Hao really changes his party and wins results in France, he, the deputy leader in charge of recruitment, will definitely be the first person to take the blame!

If it weren't for this era, he might have used the power of the Football Association to completely exclude this restless guy from the national team, and even allowed him to play once, and then never call him up for his whole life, making Chen Hao disgusted for the rest of his life. According to FIFA regulations, players who have played for a national team will never be able to play for other national teams.

As long as the leader doesn’t care, even if the national team can’t play paramecium, what does it matter?

Winning and losing are common in military affairs, let’s work harder in the next battle!

But now... he is afraid he really can't use those old-fashioned methods.

If he really abandons the hottest Ligue 1 Golden Boot in Europe, he may not only explain it to the leaders of the Football Association, but also face the investigation of the Discipline Inspection Commission or the inspection team...

He could only sit in his room, drink the red wine that had just been Kaifeng, and then issue the most vicious curse:

You can be arrogant this time, but as long as you, Chen Ritian, acts as mediocre as others in the national team, and even brings this state back to the club, thereby affecting the subsequent development in Europe and even falling, then this place... will still be your own world!

I won’t let you join the national team, but I will recruit you every time. China and Europe are so far away, and you can get lumbar spondylosis by just taking a plane. I don’t believe you will be tired!

At that time, a mere down-and-out player would not even need me to do it myself, and would be drowned by all the spits all over the world!

Guo Bingyan comforted himself with confidence.
Chapter completed!