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Ronaldo was stunned for a moment, he looked at Chen Feng, who was still immature, as if he saw the shadow of his youth.

Gladly smiled: "Of course! After

taking off the red jersey on his body, he took Chen Feng's shirt, the two shook hands and hugged, and immediately separated.

Chen Feng pulled Ronaldo's jersey in his hand, and he was very happy in his heart.

Shirt Collection: One More Piece!

Chen Feng thought that many years later, he would open a jersey exhibition, pull his children in front of him, point to those jerseys, and tell the events of that year one by one.

After returning to the dressing room, the Belgian generals did not rush to leave and went to take a shower.

However, two people were stopped.

Martinez pulled De Bruyne and Courtois aside and slowly persuaded, "I think how crucial this year is, you should all know in your hearts, right?" The

two nodded slowly.

"In that case, I won't say much about the politeness, and I hope you don't bring your private conflicts to the pitch and the dressing room."

"If someone is breaking the unity in the locker room!"

"Then don't blame me for caring about my feelings!"

"Even if you are a world-class star, I can only say sorry to you, this World Cup in Russia, you have no chance, you can only wait for the next one!"

Hearing this, the two figures were stunned, and they both knew in their hearts that this was the best edition of the Belgian team in recent decades, and correspondingly, it was also the most likely to win the championship!

The next World Cup, even if they are still there, they are all over 30 years old, and no one dares to guarantee that they are good now.

Currently, the team has world-class goalkeepers, midfielders and strikers!

Quasi-world-class defender.

There are also some young players who are about to become world-class stars!

If not, how can Belgium now be able to beat the five-star Brazil, become the favorite to win the championship, and temporarily rank first in the world ranking?!

The stick has been beaten, and this sweet date should be given.

Martinez patted the shoulders of the two generals and said seriously: "I believe that you can handle this matter well, and I also believe that in the later games, I will not see the scene just now."

"Because, you're all my most trusted players!"

"Kevin, you are the world's No. 1 midfielder in my heart, and you were already put in it by me before I finalized this squad."

"And you Tibert!"

"You're the number one goalkeeper in the world, you know?"

"Your position in my heart is no worse than Kevin!"

"I can tell you very responsibly that every game in the future, as long as you don't get injured, you are my first choice, understand?"

Well, the two with trembling bodies focused their heads, as if they were sorry for Martinez's trust if they didn't give a great performance in the following game.

And this is exactly what the young manager wants to achieve, to manage the dressing room well, it is not enough to have iron and bloody wrists.

You have to connect with the players, you have to convince your players so that you can unite people on the field.

So as to do it, no disadvantage!

"Very good!"

"Go take a shower."

"Tired day!"

Martinez said a little tiredly, watching his beloved general leave.

Then sat on the side, took out a small book, and made a small summary of the problems exposed in today's game.

......

Belgium, MON Group.

Chen Lin was working when Wilson suddenly broke in.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Lin asked with concern, poured a glass of water, and handed it over.

Wilson grunted a few times, drank the water, and gasped: "Outside the door, someone said that it was a friend of Chen Gu (Chen Feng, a temporary consultant in the company) who wanted to see you!" "

Xiao Feng's friend?"

"Invite him in first!"

Chen Lin picked up his hands from the keyboard, got up and poured two cups of coffee, and placed them on the reception table.

Soon, a rich boy dressed as an expensive brand, with red hair dyed eyes, walked in.

"Brother Lin, long time no see!"

The young man was the first to say hello, but Chen Lin was a little confused.

"You are?"

"Brother Lin, don't remember me?"

The young man lifted the left half of his bangs, revealing an ordinary, unpretentious face.

Chen Lin's index finger tapped his watch rhythmically, recalled it for a long time, and held out a sentence, "Remember to remember, aren't you just... Friends? "

Whoosh! The young man sighed, sat down with a big grin, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin doesn't remember that I was normal, you were in the first team at that time, and I was in the youth team!" "

Youth team?

Xiao Feng's friend?

Rich boy?

With these two keywords, Chen Lin searched carefully in his mind, and not long after, he locked the identity of the person in front of him - William!

England, the youngest son of a certain chaebol family!

At that time, because he liked football, he was stuffed into the youth academy of Brugge with money by his old son.

Somehow, he was mixed up with Chen Feng!

What happened later, Chen Lin didn't know!

"Why are you here?"

"Did you come to find Chen Feng? He's not here!

Chen Lin waved his hand and asked Wilson to make a better cup of coffee and bring it over, while he sat down opposite him.

"It's not!"

William shook his head, cocked Erlang's legs, and said: "I came to find you, I heard that the funds of the MON Group have encountered some difficulties recently?"

Then, he pulled out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over.

Chen Lin's brows frowned slightly, and he generously acknowledged the recent crisis encountered by the company, and asked rhetorically: "What do you mean by this?" Is it the family behind you who want to invest in our group? "

Poof—

William, who happened to take the coffee, suddenly sprayed all the inky coffee on Wilson's only expensive suit!

Wilson resisted the urge to throw the impudent brat out, stepped aside, and carefully wiped his suit.

William coughed twice, only then stopped laughing, "I said Brother Lin, you think too much, just your small company, my dad can't look at it at all!" "

Gaga -

although this forced rich second generation is telling the truth, the fledgling MON Group simply cannot enter the eyes of the chaebol family behind William.

But why, Chen Feng wanted to beat him up so much?

The honest William continued: "I came to send you money, there are 8 million euros in this card, you take it." "

8 million euros?!

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment, this money can indeed solve the current financial problems encountered by the MON Group.

But he didn't dare to take it casually!

There's no reason for this!

William, who was about to leave, explained one last word, completely dispelling Chen Lin's doubts.

"That's right!"

"Tell you, this money is not mine, I just ran an errand, this is given to you by Chen Feng, I know you must have many questions, where did he get so much money."

"Something like this, just ask him, don't come to me!"

"I'm still going to get busy making money!"

"See you later!"