In April 2016, with the promulgation of China’s professional football development plan, Guangzhou Evergrande won the AFC Champions League twice. Chinese football was in a “thriving” situation, and leagues at all levels were in full swing.
Under this general trend, the "amateur league" at the bottom of football competitions has also been promoted in major cities. The official name is "Chinese Football Champions League".
Isn’t this name awesome? Because the top professional football competition in the world is called: UEFA Champions League.
Chinese football is so pissy!
Cao Le is not very interested in "Tianfu Hot Spring Resort". No matter how delicious the place is, every time he comes to have a meal after playing football, it will be like that after a long time. This is the same as for women. Behind every beautiful woman
, there is a man who *she* wants to vomit.
What he pursues is to play in the amateur league. Since Mr. Jing has such a good reputation, of course he wants to encourage him.
Playing football is somewhat similar to running exercise. You may feel comfortable running a thousand meters at the beginning, but you will have to continue to lengthen the distance later to achieve the exercise effect.
The same is true for football. After the technical and tactical level has improved, playing in a small field of 7-a-side will feel boring: the running distance is not enough, there are no tactics, etc. Then I want to play in a big field of 11-a-side.
Lao Zhu stopped him for a moment, "Hey, Lao Cao..."
He thought Cao Le still wanted to send Mr. Jing away. But he didn't want to! Not to mention the "benefits" that Mr. Jing received every time he came to play football, the skills he showed today alone were worth playing together for a long time! What the hell is he?
I don’t want to lose either.
Cao Le knew what the old man meant, waved his hand, and seriously suggested: "Mr. Jing, the amateur league here in the capital should be registered with the industrial and commercial or civil affairs department and compete in the form of a club.
The schedule is usually arranged on weekend afternoons. We are the team members, and we invite a few friends to come in and form a team to experience high-level competitions."
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Jing Gao and Cao Le had a drink. Captain Cao has a dream!
Just because he likes to play football does not mean that he is interested in "investing" in Chinese football. This is an industry that even God cannot save.
Fans who have been fans for so many years now show how deep their love is and how much they hate!
So even if he holds unlimited cards, he has no interest in changing the current situation of Chinese football.
However, it is possible to consider raising an amateur club to satisfy his interest in playing football.
Cao Le just said it right. If he comes to play football every week and can shoot at will like today, it will be very boring.
Of course, if he had to play against the Beijing Sports University guys every week, he would also feel unhappy and uncomfortable. The best state is to meet opponents.
Jing Gao pondered for a moment and said: "Just register with the Industry and Commerce Bureau. I will bear the operating expenses of the club. You can arrange the football players."
Cao Le was overjoyed, poured another drink and raised his glass, saying excitedly: "Mr. Jing, I'd like to toast you! Thank you!"
Seeing Jing Gao finish his drink with a smile, Luo Yi said worriedly: "Old Cao, will we still play in the small field every week?"
Cao Ledao: "Of course we have to play. Otherwise, how can we be in good shape on the weekend? I will find more people to come over then, and everyone will come over to play football when they have time on the weekend. They will take turns."
Jinggao thought about it for a while and said: "In this way, our amateur club will rent an 11-size field here in Tongcheng. If you want to play football, you can come over and play at any time. Just contact the football team."
Playing football is a hobby for him, not his main job. He will not follow the team everywhere. Therefore, he may not go to every amateur league game.
But there is still time to play an 11-a-side football match once a week. It will depend on his schedule.
Cao Le, Lao Zhu, Luo Yi, and Fatty Zeng made the whole table speechless for a while.
I go.
Boss, you are really not short of money!
Wouldn’t it be nice to contact the venue when you want to play football? Just for the convenience of being able to play football at any time, rent the venue directly? The cost will soar!
The price here in Tongcheng is between 300-600 yuan for renting an 11-format court (yellow ground, the kind that requires no maintenance) for one game (two hours). The more remote the location, the cheaper it is.
The cost of renting such a venue is estimated to be around 100,000 a month.
Brother, are you still not good at blowing...cross out...boy?
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The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal thoroughly. Cao Le and others had to go to work tomorrow and did not stay to soak in the hot springs, so they drove back.
The matter of the amateur club was settled like this. The management was responsible for the establishment, expenses, and the management of the personnel.
Football has entered a new stage.
Watching old movies from Hong Kong, I heard that Inspector Lei Luo loved playing football and often brought a group of subordinates to bond on the court.
Maybe a few years later, there will be rumors in Beijing that being able to play football with Mr. Jing is a status symbol.
Ha ha.
Jing Gao smiled, sent Cao Le and the others away at the door of the hotel, and turned back to the Tianfu Hot Spring Hotel. He had nothing important to do tomorrow. He was too lazy to drive back, so he stayed here at the hotel.
In fact, he wanted to take care of his old classmate Luo Yi. But Luo Yi didn't talk to him alone, so he'd better not do anything.
There is a lot of knowledge involved in helping people!
As the highest level diamond member of Tianfu Hot Spring Resort, Jing Gao booked a super luxurious suite at the front desk of the hotel.
Just when I was about to take a shower, my iPhone that was left on the dark red single-row sofa by the window rang.
Jing Gao put the clothes on the bed, looked at the number, and answered the phone.
Li Wei's voice came from inside, "Master Jing, I have already taken care of the access control, libraries, and canteens of the three universities: University of International Trade, Beijing University of Technology, and Beijing University of Technology. In addition, I have something to report to you in person.
Down."
Jing Gao didn't find it strange. His breakfast yesterday was paid for by Xiao He using the "all-in-one card" from the University of International Trade and Economics. There are students in the university who would rent library cards, meal cards, and dormitory beds to outsiders.
"I'm at Tianfu Hot Spring Resort. Call me when you arrive."
Li Weidao: "Okay."
Li Wei was actually not far from Tianfu Hot Spring Resort. Xiao Wang informed him of Jing Shao's itinerary.
However, he must make this call if he wants to see Master Jing. Moreover, he cannot go there right away. Otherwise, it will be very taboo.
In the night breeze, Li Wei sorted out his thoughts and took a taxi to Tianfu Hot Spring Resort twenty minutes later.
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The ultra-luxury suite of Tianfu Hot Spring Hotel is located on the 42nd floor of this towering hotel. It has a bedroom, living room, and bathroom.
The entire suite is decorated in a luxurious, dark red style. The living room is large and has floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooking the beautiful scenery of the entire hot spring resort and Chaobai River.
In the night, the hot spring resort is covered with green trees and rugged mountains and rocks. The dense white mist of the hot spring floats in the air, and the sound of people can be heard in the distance.
Jing Gao had taken a shower, wore a comfortable pearl white nightgown, and sat on the spacious and comfortable sofa in the living room.
"Li Wei, I drank a few glasses of wine in the evening and it was a bit high, so I won't drink with you. You can do whatever you want."
Jing Gao was drinking bottled mineral water, leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, in a very relaxed state.
Li Wei was thirty years old, thin, dressed in neat casual clothes, and sat up straight on the sofa. Knowing that Jing Gao was impatient with red tape, he reported directly: "
Jing Shao, it’s like this. An alumnus of Jingxin University came to me and wanted to get some investment for his coffee shop. I was wondering if I could integrate the resources of the Jingxin University Alumni Association. This requires your help, Mr. Jing.
support."
Jing Gao didn't understand, "Oh?"
Li Wei leaned forward slightly and explained: "My idea is this. Organize gatherings of alumni of Beijing Xinhua University on a regular basis and at fixed points, discuss anything at dinner, and achieve resource sharing. Continuously expand the circle."
This is actually a model that imitates a business club.
