Chapter 027 Straighten your back! Live a wonderful life!
At the Chamartin training base, outside the office of the under-17 youth team A, two people were having an argument.
At the far end of the corridor, two people were watching this scene with interest.
"You didn't notify him?" Rodriguez, the youth base director, asked Candelaria.
"I'm sorry, sir, I forgot." Candelaria apologized, but his expression didn't look like he was apologetic at all. Instead, he looked like he was humbly wagging his tail to invite favors.
"Be careful in the future," Rodriguez said with a smile.
"Yes, sir." Candelaria nodded respectfully.
Li Ang was very angry. His rest day was over. When he arrived this morning, he found that the office door could not be opened. When the security guard Trem came, he just said sorry but did not open the door for him. Li Ang asked why.
People were hesitant and unwilling to say anything.
"Mr. Trem, let me ask you one last time, will you open this door for me?" Leon pointed to the closed door, "Am I still the owner of this office?"
"Of course you are not."
A voice sounded behind Li Ang. He turned around and saw Candelaria, who had been beaten up by him, standing in front of him with a proud look on his face.
Next to Candelaria stood Rodriguez, the director of the youth base.
"What do you mean?" Li Ang asked coldly, "Why are you here?"
"Why am I here?" Candelaria shrugged and twitched his butt with a proud look on his face, "God, forgive this poor guy, he doesn't even know. Oh, by the way, I forgot to inform you.
Yes, sorry."
Li Ang said nothing and looked at this man's ugly performance coldly.
"Please forgive me for sending the late notice now." Candelaria loosened his tie, "Chinese, congratulations to you, you have been promoted! And I am the owner of this office!"
"What do you mean?" Leon asked again. This time, the target of his question was not Candelaria, but Rodriguez, who was standing aside and watching the scene with a smile.
Rodriguez had a joking smile on his face, "Li, now I am happy to inform you that in view of your outstanding work in cadete_a (under-seventeen a team), we have decided to transfer you to juvenil_c! Congratulations to you
, I believe that in this new job position, you can better utilize your coaching talents!"
After hearing what Rodriguez said, Li Ang was stunned for a moment.
Before he could react, Candelaria, who was standing next to Rodriguez, started shouting: "You are so lucky, Chinese. Thank you quickly, Mr. Rodriguez. If it weren't for his kindness, you would have been
You should get out..."
Li Ang gave Candelaria a cold look. The latter was startled, and the drake's voice suddenly stopped, as if it was a Spanish crooked duck that was strangled by the neck.
Li Ang is not a fool. At this time, he has already understood the meaning of Rodriguez's words. Transferring him to juvenil_c?! Ha, it is really well-intentioned. Where is juvenil_c? It is the C team of youth under twenty years old! That's right.
, being transferred from the Under-17 team to the Under-20 team, at first glance, it seems like a promotion, but in fact! Li Ang is the head coach of the Under-17 A team, the best at this level.
Outstanding players and coaches. Almost 80% of these children will become professional players, and many of them will become players for wealthy clubs. This is extremely important in the entire Real Madrid youth training system.
Position! And what the hell is this for the under-twenty C team?! Many players with extraordinary abilities were already playing in the first team when they were twenty years old. They are almost twenty years old and have not yet entered the first team.
That's all. It's not Team A, it's not Team B, it's still Team C of youth under twenty years old. There may occasionally be one or two talented people in this echelon. Well, that's called a late bloomer, but
, this is simply a matter of luck, even more unreliable than waiting for something to happen. So, in the entire Real Madrid youth training system, or in any team’s youth training system, juvenil_c, that is, twenty
The under-year-old C team is the least valued and has the least say!
What Rodriguez did with this move was to use overt and covert tactics!
Seeing the expression on Li Ang's face changing continuously and breathing heavily, Rodriguez felt so relieved. He was really regretful that he didn't come up with this method earlier. Yes, the work contract signed with Li Ang said
Li Ang cannot be fired, but it is not said that he cannot be promoted.
You see, they have promoted you from the echelon of seventeen and under to the echelon of under twenty. What is this if not a promotion?!
In fact, the story behind this incident is quite complicated. Rodriguez's most direct idea was to expel Leon from Chamartín. He even took the expulsion letter sent by a fan named Campos on the Real Madrid fan forum out of context.
Li Ang's posts and the support of some fans who did not know the truth were used as evidence to report to the deputy director of Real Madrid's youth training camp affairs department as evidence for the dismissal of Li Ang, hoping to gain support. However, the deputy director asked,
'So, what is the result of this game?' Rodriguez was immediately speechless. In any case, everything speaks for itself. Li Ang led the team to a 3-0 victory over Barcelona. This is the result!
Directly expelling Li Ang failed, Rodriguez thought hard, and finally he actually came up with another way, that is, this method of overt promotion and concealment. He studied the work contract signed by Li Ang and Real Madrid, and it only said that he could not be fired.
It can't be downgraded, but it doesn't say it can't be promoted.
As for whether the move from the under-seventeen-year-old A team to the under-twenty youth team C is a promotion, that's a question.
Li Ang gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and took a deep breath, staring at the youth base director of Chamartin Base like a wild beast.
Rodriguez's face with a teasing smile turned cold.
"How is my job at cadete_a?" Li Ang asked through gritted teeth.
"Not bad." Rodriguez replied coldly.
"This is Real Madrid's reward for a coach who has done a good job?" Li Ang asked, pointing to the tightly closed door of his office.
Rodriguez said with a straight face: "It's not your turn to dictate to Real Madrid, Chinese."
"Who do you think you are?" Candelaria interjected.
"I am your uncle!" Li Ang clenched his fists and said viciously to Candelaria in Chinese. Although the latter could not understand Li Ang's words, he was as scared as a quail shivering in the cold wind.
Li Ang turned to look at Rodriguez, "Well, my position in juvenil_c, needless to say, is definitely not the head coach."
"Of course, your job is as one of Mr. Badardo's assistants." Rodriguez said with a straight face, "I hope you will enjoy your cooperation."
Seeing Rodriguez's arrogant and secretly proud look, Li Ang felt panicked in his heart. He was unwilling and angry.
He is not a Real Madrid fan, but he respects this great football club. Although he is not a devout Real Madrid believer like his assistant Mr. Banderas, he also believes that he can serve such a great football club.
Be proud to work.
He loves this job.
He works hard.
He does an excellent job.
He is full of confidence in his future. Being able to coach a team in a giant like Real Madrid, even if it is just the under-17 youth A team, is a glorious addition to his resume. From now on.
No matter where he goes, he has a resume that cannot be ignored.
And this splendid resume is also the best reward given by this great football club for his hard work and outstanding work. The two parties are win-win and friendly. They respect each other and pay for it. He enjoys this great football club.
He brought honor and put in his own efforts and talents.
But now, reality gave him a slap in the face!
Go to juvenil_c?!
Of course it’s impossible!
Li Ang knew that if he went there, he would really be finished. He was not juvenil_c's head coach. If he were the head coach, Li Ang might have a chance to rise again, but he is not. He is just one of juvenil_c's many assistant coaches.
, even he, the assistant coach, has to be put in quotation marks. Maybe no one will pay attention to any of his suggestions. Who knows that Rodriguez has no other conspiracy arrangements.
If he really goes to juvenil_c, his best years and most aggressive years will be wasted there.
Li Ang knew that he now had two choices, one was to grovel and report to juvenil_c, and the other was to resign!
Live on your knees or die standing?!
This is a multiple choice question!
Suddenly there was a feeling of sadness in Li Ang's heart. He was not sad for himself, but for the original owner of this body, Li Ang, his brother who was fused with flesh, blood and soul, because in Li Ang's suit pocket, there was a letter of resignation.
There is no date or signature on the resignation letter. As long as you sign these two, it will take effect immediately.
This is part of Li Ang's bitter journey in Europe over the years. He can sacrifice everything for his ideals, endure any hardships, and suffer any fatigue. However, there is one final bottom line. When this bottom line is trampled, he will take the initiative.
Resign and keep the last dignity. There is racial discrimination, the general prejudice against China in the surrounding environment, and some unspoken rules that are unacceptable and intolerable. Therefore, Li Ang was not kicked out once.
They all resigned on their own initiative. This may be a kind of sadness, but it is not a person's final bottom line of pride.
He always has a straight spine.
Now, do you want to use it yourself?
A graceful blonde beauty was about to cross the corridor. When she saw this scene, she stopped in embarrassment, holding the document in her hand, and dropped her signature pen.
Li Ang took two steps, picked up the signature pen, and smiled at the blond lady, "Ms. Lily, can you lend it to me? There is also this." He pointed to the folder.
"Ah - of course -" Ms. Lily covered her chest in surprise and looked at Li Ang, not knowing what he was going to do.
Li Ang took out the resignation letter from the inner pocket of his suit and folded it.
Holding the folder in one hand, hold the letter paper firmly on the folder, and holding a pen in the other hand, write the signature and date in a brush.
Then he returned the folder and signature pen, smiled, and said, "Thank you."
Then, the beautiful and sexy Ms. Lily saw Li Ang casually throw the piece of paper at Mr. Rodriguez's face.
"God..." Ms. Lily covered her sexy mouth. Her heart was beating hard. He was so handsome. Why didn't she think this Chinese was so handsome before? Ms. Lily clamped her legs and trembled slightly.
Mr. Rodriguez, the head of the Chamartin youth base, was completely confused.
His dog-legged Candelaria turned pale with fright. He was worried about being beaten.
Li Ang didn't hit anyone because he didn't want to go to the police station because of such a person.
"Fuck! You will regret it, grandson!" After Li Ang said this, he turned around and strode away, his middle finger still raised high. The corridor was extremely quiet, with only the sound of the Chinese man's leather shoes hitting the ground.
Walking along like this, in the corridors on both sides of him, there was a picture of Mr. Florentino, the chairman of Real Madrid, smiling and raising a big ear cup, watching all this...
Live on your knees or die standing?!
This is a multiple choice question!
Die standing?!
Ha, why do you have to die standing? I will definitely die if I stand?!
