Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 249 An Insipid Meeting ([-])

While running, Demba Ba suddenly turned his head and whispered to his teammates beside him.In his impression, Rangnick has never missed the team's training.You know, Lannick's style of work is extremely strict, and he has strict requirements on the team. It is the first time that he has not appeared on the training ground, and it can be regarded as big news.

"You kid, don't talk nonsense! Mr. He may be delayed by something." Tebel glared at Demba Ba, but he was also a little puzzled, tilting his head and wondering what he was thinking.

"Never mind him. Whether Mr. is here or not, we have to train hard. Hey, Dario, hurry up and keep up, don't be lazy." Mo Fei waved to Serna, who deliberately fell to the last and dawdled, and then He grabbed Sukulini by his side and wanted to put down his footsteps, and glared at him, "I said, brothers, don't be lazy if the coach is not here!"

"It's not that we're lazy, it's just that we're a little tired..." Sukulini muttered vaguely, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Guys, let's guess what Mr. How? I think he must have drunk too much last night, and he hasn't woken up yet!"

Lannick likes to drink a few glasses of dark beer in his spare time, but his alcohol capacity is not very good, and he usually lies there after two full stomachs, still sleeping deeply.That's why Sukulini thought that Rangnick was drinking too much, and then delayed the team's training.

"I don't want you to guess like this, Mr. is a very restrained person!" Obasi retorted, and continued, "Maybe he thinks his hair is too old-fashioned, so he went to get it done." Said Then, he touched his two "antennas".

"Go, do you think everyone likes pretending to be ghosts and scaring people like you! According to me, the husband may have taken his wife and son out to play." Ibisevic interjected.

"Stop guessing, hurry up and train!"

Just when everyone was talking, a Mercedes-Benz car that is very common in Germany drove into the gate of the stadium.The doorman, Old Hong Ke, wanted to stop him, but when he saw the license plate hanging on his face, he showed a respectful expression, and waved his hand to let him go.

The car stopped directly in front of the office building.Soon, two people got out of the car, and one of them was the team coach Rangnick.He didn't look very well, got out of the car and walked into the office building without saying a word.The other silver-haired old man smiled helplessly, then turned and walked into the building.

"Mo, come here."

While everyone was training and gossiping, the team's press officer Marcus suddenly appeared.

Could it be that he was a little surprised, but didn't think too much, greeted Caidler, and ran over.

"What's the matter? Mr. Siegel." Mo Fei asked with a smile.

"I don't know what's going on. I just happened to pass by Mr. Chairman's office, and then he asked me to come over and call you. Go quickly." Marcus was also confused, but he was relieved after thinking about it , Mr. Hope has never met Mo Fei, maybe he wants to see this young man who is now famous in the Bundesliga.

"Chairman?" Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "You mean Mr. Hope? He's back? He wants to see me?"

"Yes, go quickly." Marcus pointed to somewhere in the building, gave a few words, and then turned and left.

Could it be that he didn't stay any longer, and walked towards the inside of the building briskly.

Standing in front of the dark yellow wooden door, could it be that he felt a little nervous.Will see the greatest and most legendary boss and chairman in the history of Hoffenheim, Could it be both excited and a little uneasy.

Could it be that he ran to the public bathroom around the corner and pulled a lot of paper towels, wiped off the sweat on his body, and used clean water to make his hair as clear as possible—he was still training just now, so he looked so messed up It is too impolite to appear in front of the club owner.

Could it be that he returned to the wooden door and straightened his clothes again—in fact, there was nothing to tidy up. No placket.Taking a deep breath, could it be that he raised his hand and gently knocked on the wooden door.

"Please come in—"

There was a gentle but affirmative voice from inside the house.Mo Fei twisted the doorknob, turned it lightly, and walked in lightly.

"Hello, Mr. Hope. I'm Mofei. Mr. Marcus said you want to see me?" Mofei walked slowly to the desk, and an old man with full hair was kneeling in front of the desk and looking at the book in his hand intently. document.His expression was meticulous, he did not put down the documents in his hand because of the voice of the visitor, his eyes were still fixed on the materials in his hand, like a scholar who was doing research, he appeared extremely serious and serious.

Could it be that after finishing this sentence, he stood quietly in front of the case without disturbing the other party's work.He could just take this opportunity to take a good look at the legendary figure in this club.

Hope sat quietly in front of the desk, with a serene and focused expression.He was already in his sixties, but he seemed to be in good spirits. The sunlight swayed in through the window, covering his body with a layer of gold, making him even more energetic.He seems to be no different from those kind and kind old Germans on the street, they are all so ordinary.

The furnishings in the room were not surprising, except for a vermilion desk and a long sofa for receiving guests.Probably the most expensive is the "DELL" notebook.This surprised Mo Fei. He couldn't imagine that this was the office of the richest man in Germany. He even felt that the decoration in his bedroom was much more exquisite than here.

This is Mo Fei's first meeting with Dietmar Hope. He has joined Hoffenheim for almost a season, and he has never met the owner of the club before.He once heard Lannick say that Mr. Hope is the best and most generous owner in the world, and he is also the most fanatical Hoffenheim fan, because Mr. Hope will appear in the stands every weekend, no matter what. Home or away, he will cheer for Hoffenheim with the fans.But unfortunately, this season due to Mr. Hope's business affairs, he did not reside in Germany.

Mo Fei believed what Coach Lannick said, because every time they finished a game, no matter whether they won or lost, they would receive a greeting card.Of course, the content will be different. Those who win the game will receive compliments such as "You guys did a great job, congratulations", while the losers will receive encouragement such as "Young people have never failed, believe in yourself, and you will do better".Although the content is different, the signer's signature is the same: Dietmar Hope.

For this legendary figure who can often be heard in the mouths of teammates or fans, he always holds a reverence attitude.It's not because he is the owner of the club, who controls his salary or life and death, but pure admiration.A person who started to contribute silently to the team 20 years ago, a person who single-handedly created the Hoffenheim miracle, is worthy of his sincere admiration with all his emotions.

Of course, in addition to admiration, Mo Fei also has an added gratitude in his heart-he loves this Hoffenheim team very much, and all the things he enjoys now are provided by this old man a few years ago, even more than ten years ago of.The team is doing well now and is likely to win the league championship, which is also inseparable from the strong support of Mr. Hope.

"Oh? Mo, you're here? Nice to meet you, you're stronger than you look on TV!" Hope finally finished his work, looked up and saw Mo Fei, with a warm smile on his face, and moved After sorting out the documents in his hand, he stood up and stretched out his right hand to Mo Fei, "Please forgive me for interrupting your training, and please forgive my neglect. This is just my habit. I am a person who is extremely serious about my work."

Mo Fei was flattered and quickly said: "It's okay, Mr. Hope. In fact, standing is very comfortable. I mean, just stopped training, and standing for a while will be more beneficial to the body..."

"Haha!" Hope smiled brightly when he heard Mo Fei's somewhat incoherent reply, then went to pour Mo Fei a cup of tea, put it on the table, and said softly, "Sit down, young man. Please don't See outside. This is tea sent from China, I like this drink, the slight bitterness and the accompanying fragrance are like the taste of life. I hope you do too."

"Thank you, I like tea, especially the tea from my motherland." Mo Fei thanked him softly, then sat down, looking at this gentle old man who had no airs, just like his own grandfather.

"Ralph mentioned you to me and said that you play very well. Although I am not in Germany during this period, I can watch your games on TV. You really play very well. My championship dream may be It will be realized this year, which is really exciting news." Hope looked forward, like a child about to get candy, full of intoxication.

"Thank you for your compliment." Could it be that some Zhanger monks are clueless, if it's just to praise him and the team, there is no need to call him into the office.

"Peter and Ralph did a great job. It is because of you that the powerful Hoffenheim we have today." Hope blinked playfully suddenly, and continued, "Tell me a little secret, Mo, actually I It's your fans, haha!"

Mo Fei also laughed, he didn't expect the owner of the team to be such a lovely old man, which made him feel a lot closer.

"Actually, this is not the first time I've seen you..." Hope said with a sudden smile, "Don't you think there will be fewer reporters in a club as famous as 'Barus'?"

Could it be that upon hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then became embarrassed.He suddenly remembered that he and his teammates had a fight with someone at the "Barus" bar in Sinsheim. Afterwards, he also wondered why the commotion was so loud that no news was heard in the media. It turned out that all this was settled because of Mr. Hope.

"Sir, actually we..." Mo Fei's face turned red and white, and he hurriedly wanted to explain.After all, as a public figure but fighting with others in public, no matter right or wrong, it can't be justified.

"Haha, it's okay, you should be like this when you are young. There are so many rules and regulations..." Seeing Mo Fei's embarrassed and nervous appearance, Hope suddenly felt cute, laughed and waved his hands to stop Mo Fei's words, "But you should pay more attention .As a fan, of course I understand your actions, but Ralph is different. If he knows..."

(End of this chapter)