This is a big city. This is not a praise, but its name is a big city.

As the most prosperous city in Country A, it is not an exaggeration to say that it controls the world economy here.

Under the sunset, elites who rely on labor to support social and economic operations are still continuously shuttled through this walled street, just like diligent worker ants.

Recently, each of them has the steps of the set orange: confident, light and artificial. Perhaps it is because they absorb too much air with too much gold content here, and no matter how they look at it, they give people a feeling of pretending.

It was not until a man with an out-of-the-art atmosphere appeared that he added a bit of freshness to the picture.

He walked out of the H building on the corner of the street. I don’t know what he had just experienced, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of the man’s mouth, not as greasy as others, but he couldn’t tell whether it was self-righteous or self-deprecating.

He stopped at an intersection, looked up his head and looked aimlessly at the dark red sky in the distance; the sky gradually emerged with a quiet and mysterious deep purple color; he took the unparalleled beauty in his eyes, and the fleeting warmth appeared in his eyes.

After staying there for a while, the man slowly withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his pockets, and continued to walk towards the next street.

His name is Zong Zheng Zheng Zheng, who is about to be over 25 years old. He is studying at the world's number one business school today. He is a top student majoring in Master of Business Administration.

Obviously, the protagonist of this story is not as simple as a top student. He is not just a picky talent in the eyes of professors, but he may also become a king who is dominating the business world in the future.

But these seem to be nothing big.

On this day, there were only three days left before Zong Zheng officially graduated and successfully left school. Starting a week ago, he received more than a dozen letters of admission from major well-known companies around the world.

It is hard to sigh that these big companies are full of talents. Every public relations writer is a giant speaking, and his clever tongue cannot make a slight ripples in his heart.

When thoughts are exhausted, clever words arise.

Only the board representative who had just asked him to interview at Building H was a unique and majestic leader. He didn't talk much, so he led him directly through the company full of staff and visited the office on the top floor that could overlook the entire walled street.

Finally, I just said one sentence:

"You can pay for the salary."

This is really a truth.

At least it is much more real than giving you a cheap tea bag and then saying "free refill" to you.

Faced with such huge benefits, the male protagonist who prefers tea bags still chose to refuse.

Ten years ago, Zong Zheng had just graduated from a flower of his motherland and became an adult.

His best friend joined the professional basketball team, and he came to A Country to study in Business and successfully made a successful career. So today, he can reject the opportunity that countless people are crazy about as much as they refuse illegal marketing.

Zong Zheng's unusual brain cleverly skipped all the wonderful and unsolvable problems of life; he jumped on a tram that was about to drive away, picked up the gossip magazine lying in his seat with one hand, sat on it, and flipped through it.

I saw that the title on the sports page said this:

"The team disbands! The mad coach wants to go back to his hometown to farm!"

Just as I was about to look down, the phone in my pocket started to quake at the right time.

I took out my cell phone and the caller ID was a number from my hometown. Zong Zheng picked it up without thinking:

"Hey? Hello."

As expected, the touching hometown dialect came from the other end:

"Hello authentic, me, Li Kai."

Li Kai, male, 25 years old, is a national active professional basketball player. He is the male protagonist's friend and classmate from elementary school to middle school. He has not been in touch for many years... After hearing this, Zong Zheng didn't know what to say for a moment, but just said meaningfully "um". Perhaps it was because he was too surprised.

"Do you want to form a team of our own with me?" Li Kai said.

Zong Zheng’s first reaction after hearing this: What international joke is this person making?

Although they have been far apart and have no intersection for many years, Zong Zheng often sees Li Kai's big and small competitions intentionally or unintentionally; although they are not considered famous sports players who have won glory for the country, they cannot be said to have made no achievements...

"Why, can't make it?" As clever as authentic, he soon thought of this second possibility.

Li Kai seemed to have not heard his old friend’s question and asked again without answering: “Authentic, you have been abroad for so long, have you ever heard of G Island?”

"I know, I went there when I was on vacation last year."

"That's great, I just want to go there to form a team."

"Oh. In other words, you have to give up everything in the current team and come to Country A, a small island with almost all fishermen, and form a basketball team with uncertain future?"

"That's right! Oh, by the way, I actually wanted to ask you to be the team manager."

"The team's manager?"

"Yes. I remember, you also liked playing basketball when you were young, but unfortunately you really didn't have any talent in playing basketball... But I think you can still do it if you say it to the manager!"

Zong Zhengnian did not hang up the phone immediately due to years of friendship.

"Li Kai, I think you have not changed at all, and you are still so good at speaking."

"I'm wrong. You are not old, you are younger than me..." Li Kai is still a man who dares to apologize, but unfortunately he doesn't understand the right key points.

"Okay." Zong Zheng seemed to have only considered it for about two seconds, and then gave a perfect reply: "I will go back to China next month and will stay for about two weeks. You can try to give me a reason for me to agree during that period."

"Watt? Come back so soon? Stay stable, see you then!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Kai's confident tone was still lingering in Zong Zheng's mind.

As Li Kai said: He has no talent to play at all, and he knows very well that no matter how hard he works in his life, he will never become an athlete.

When he picked up the magazine he had just read, Zong Zheng read it carefully.

The general content of the report is as follows:

The Grand Fans, the basketball club at the bottom of the global league last season, is facing a crisis of disbandment due to a series of reasons such as lack of players and unfavorable operations. Grand manager Johnson also claimed that he would go home to fish this season. The Fans are the only regular basketball team to join the league so far...

Zong Zheng felt that this is not just a coincidence with what Li Kai said. If you can’t become a basketball player, you can really develop a team!

The tram arrives at the terminal.

He got out of the car with the magazine, and at this moment, his eyes no longer saw the previously confused feeling.

He headed straight to the school's library and read all the books related to the sports industry in less than four hours.

In Country A, the related industries of basketball clubs have always had independent laws and unique business rules; for him, it is not difficult to master these, and he has briefly summarized the necessary and main conditions for a brand new team to establish a foothold in the World League.

It was midnight when Zong Zheng closed the last book "The Club's Luxury Taxes". Before returning to the dormitory, he wanted to go to the observatory first.

Unexpectedly, after midnight, the observatory actually met an acquaintance...

"Charles?"

The other party was startled and turned around suddenly:

"It's you, I was shocked." Charles Shu breathed and said, "Can you come to see the five-star beads?"

Zong Zheng had no idea that there were such spectacles, so he quickly stepped onto the observatory to operate the telescope.

In a moment, the gorgeous universe appeared before my eyes. In this dazzling galaxy, the five planets of water, gold, fire, wood and earth were vaguely gathering on the same line along their respective trajectories.

"I'm going back to China." He looked at the beautiful Milky Way in front of him and said without a head or end.

Charles stopped instantly, and he stopped the action at hand so that the already quiet environment would be quieter.

"Just next month." Zong Zheng said calmly.

Charles, who was sure he heard it correctly, immediately roared and said, "You are not serious, right?" He cried and complained about God's injustice: "I don't know if there is a company that dares to use me! You are actually? Ahhh, you are so talented and willful, you are so angry!"

"Don't do this...I can also help you find a job."

Charles's eyes lit up: "Seriously?"

"Well. I'll have three days to graduate anyway." After all, he is one of his few friends in this university.

"Okay! Actually, I don't choose companies. As long as I have a high salary, good salary, close to home, and less overtime, it's not too difficult to control."

Zong Zheng listened and looked at the guy standing and talking without any pain several times. The latter was full of innocence and expectation, and did not realize that he had told a joke.

"So is there any company asking you to have an interview?"

"Yeah, there are three."

"Then go, there will always be someone who will want you."

"Are you sure?" Charles asked.

"Are you unsure?"

"I, I'm not sure, I'm not you." Charles paused and continued to say embarrassedly: "I'm from the mathematics department, and no one wants to stay in school if I don't have good grades..."

Zong Zheng nodded as if he understood and thought, "When I go back, I will help you sort out the precautions. If you don't understand, call me again." After that, he looked back and smiled.

Charles collapsed and collapsed in an instant. This was probably the most beautiful words he had ever heard in his life and the most beautiful smile he had ever seen...

He couldn't control himself and wanted to hug the man in front of him: "What should I do, 4z classmate, I seem to be about to be bent by you..."

"Hmm? What the hell is 4z?"

"It's your name, 4z for short!"

"How come it sounds like a part of a system of multiple equations?"

"Haha, because I'm a mathematician."

"I feel you can teach elementary school mathematics." Zong Zheng took off Charles' hand hooked on his shoulder.

"By the way, will you come back after you return to China this time?"

"Well, I hope you can learn the correct pronunciation of my name next time I meet."

"Hahaha, that's impossible!"

The two walked out of the observatory with a smile and talk.
Chapter completed!