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Chapter eight hundred and eighty second time and space shuttle cosmos team

Twenty minutes later, in a messy office on the corner of the third floor of the gymnasium, He Xie and Ma Daxiang signed two contracts.

Of course, it was a player contract. He Xie joined the team with a symbolic salary of one yuan and signed for two months.

This is a temporary contract. The contract stipulates that He Xie has the obligation to represent the team in games, but does not have the responsibility to conduct daily training with the team.

Head coach Ma Daxiang once firmly opposed this, believing that this would not cultivate a tacit understanding between He Xie and the team, and it was not in line with his philosophy of leading the team.

He Xie said that for a simple movement of passing the ball to his feet and then shooting, there is no need for tacit understanding at all.

As for the team leadership philosophy?

What football philosophy does a team that can put up a chrysanthemum formation to face the enemy need?

Isn’t this a matter of discarding the basics and chasing the last?

Ma Daxiang was very angry about this, but looking at the five wads of cash neatly placed on the table, he said that between adhering to his football philosophy and cultivating an outstanding forward, he chose the latter.

"He Xie, I don't like money, I have no interest in money at all!" Ma Daxiang stared at the five hundred thousand on the table, his voice trembling, "The reason why I compromised was not at all for the sake of money.

, it’s because I can’t bear to miss such an outstanding talent like you, do you understand?”

"I admire the coach for treating money like dirt." He Xie nodded seriously, "So, is this the matter of naming the team?"

"Time Travel Space Team..." Ma Daxiang reluctantly looked away from the five hundred thousand, "He Xie, isn't this name not too catchy?"

"You just say you are domineering or not?" He Xie patted the 500,000 yuan.

"Domineering!" Ma Daxiang immediately straightened up, "I'm so domineering! From today on, our team will be called this name. I'm telling you, if you want to change it, I'll be in a hurry!"

He Xie signed his name on the sponsorship contract with a smile and extended his hand to Ma Daxiang: "Coach, happy cooperation."

"That must be a happy old time!" Ma Daxiang's eyebrows were trembling happily. Although He Xie was not satisfied with He Xie's refusal to sign a long-term professional contract with him, receiving half a million sponsorship fees for no reason was simply disappointing.

He reached another peak in his life.

"He Xie, don't worry, I plan to invest all this sponsorship money into the team. In addition to purchasing team uniforms, increasing player salaries, and upgrading stadium hardware, I also want to explore the transfer market for a while...

"

Ma Daxiang chuckled: "The new team has a new atmosphere. There are a few old fritters in our team who are dawdling around. They have no skill, no attitude, no attitude. I have long wanted to fire them, especially that guy Wang Duoyu.

They are just redundant. I plan to let them leave the team and then bring in a few capable players."

Fire Wang Duoyu? How can this be done?

He Xie immediately made a serious face: "Coach, this is your fault. What do you think I sponsor the team for?"

"Isn't it because I'm full...hiss...for my dream?" Ma Daxiang secretly wiped his sweat and almost said that he was bald.

"I invest in the team just for you and your team." He Xie deliberately pretended not to know what she originally wanted to say, "The current talents of our team are the core competitiveness of our team. These

No one can be replaced. Take a look at Clause 4, Article 19 of the contract. I wrote this clause in. If you replace someone, I will withdraw my capital at any time and demand compensation."

Ma Daxiang was stunned: "Why didn't I see this?"

Are you just looking at the money? Did you read the words on the contract cover?

He Xie patted him on the shoulder: "Coach, money has to be spent on the knife handle. I think that in addition to the team's jerseys, the coach's transportation problem is the top priority for our team to solve. Big or small, even

If we don’t even have a car, how can we reflect the strength of our team? Right?"

Ma Daxiang took a breath and his eyes widened: "He Xie, I think what you said makes so much sense!"

"It must make sense." He Xie said with a smile, "I have something to do, so I will withdraw first. I will treat the whole team to dinner tonight, coach, please inform everyone."

"Then how can you invite me?" Ma Daxiang pretended to be displeased, "You just came to the team, we should all welcome you! Okay, don't worry about it, I will make arrangements! I called you in the evening, but you are gone.

Don’t leave!”

He Xie did not refuse, smiled, thanked him and left.

He was not in a hurry to establish a relationship with Wang Duoyu too early, as haste makes waste.

As for naming the Daxiang team, one is to spend money to buy relative freedom, and the other is to pave the way for future investment.

He said he had something to do, which was really not an excuse. He had previously hired a decoration company to renovate the old factory area, and just now the boss called him to invite him to the site to discuss plans.

He Xie plans to do scientific research in a down-to-earth manner when he comes back. Of course, he cannot do this kind of thing as a hands-off shopkeeper.

I was busy until seven o'clock in the afternoon when Ma Daxiang called and said that the location was set at a food stall near the stadium and asked He Xie to hurry over.

When He Xie arrived, the players had already stepped on the wine box and started drinking.

Ma Daxiang was taking a selfie with his mobile phone in one hand, and holding a handful of skewers in the other. He was beaming and said to the phone camera: "Dear netizens, today I am going to perform a performance for you, ten skewers in one mouthful. Remember to give me a like!"

"Hey, our God of Wealth, the super striker is here!" Wang Duoyu was the first to notice He Xie and stood up immediately, "Brothers, come on!"

The players started to boo, and Ma Daxiang hurriedly put down his mobile phone and string strings, and hurriedly came over to greet them.

"Here you come, brother?" He smiled and put his arm around He Xie's shoulders and walked in, "Come on, let me show you our Daxiang's enthusiasm today!"

"Coach, Daxiang is dead!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Qiang on the other side immediately said with a mocking look on his face, "Now we are the time and space shuttle team of the universe. You have to let us, the God of Wealth, see the enthusiasm of the people of our universe."

right!"

"Yes, yes, it was a slip of the tongue!" Ma Daxiang didn't take it seriously and smoothed things over with a smile. He opened a bottle of beer and said, "Brother, I'm telling you, we won't get home until we get drunk today!"

Zhuang Qiang was annoyed and said sourly to Wang Duoyu next to him: "Look at the coach, he is rich and he is my slave. What's so great about it? Damn! It's a big Xiang team, and it must be changed to make trouble.

It’s a playful name, it sounds like the Children’s Palace Art Performance Team, haha, capital, vulgar, ugly!”

Wang Duoyu glanced at him sideways: "Aren't you just afraid that he will compete with you for position? No, I'm surprised. You are a central defender, but he plays as a forward, so there is no conflict with you in this position?"

"A central defender who doesn't want to score goals is not a good forward!" Zhuang Qiang said quietly.

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