Chapter 911

Suleiman was excited. His West Ham United only started 35 minutes in the first half, leading Lin Feng's Tottenham Tottenham 3-0. Nothing can make Suleiman more happy. Excited, Suleiman couldn't control his inner desire and took the opportunity to send out a "special" invitation to Lin Zhiling.

Lin Zhiling is employed as a director with an annual salary of 3 million US dollars, which is comparable to the annual salary of the presidents of many companies in the global 500. Lin Zhiling, who has no MBA related education and has never had any practical management experience, is worth the price? Obviously, Suleiman's idea of drunkard is not wine.

Lin Feng snorted. Be bullied to this, or fight back, it is not a man. How can one's own woman be touched by others. Unexpectedly, Lin Feng has not yet said that, but Lin Zhiling has already spoken.

"I appreciate your kindness, Mr. Suleiman. However, I have no interest in the position of director in your company. I don't think there are any more promising positions in the world than my present position. " Lin Zhiling's voice was soft, but her tone was sharp, and her pun moved the two men in the box.

Suleiman jumped in the face. He just invited Lin Zhiling to talk about it casually, and he didn't take it seriously. To promise such a thing to a woman is just to talk about it casually. If you really take it seriously, it will be out. But unexpectedly, Lin Zhiling was so ruthless rejection, which makes Suleiman feel very face. His face didn't look good at that time!

Suleiman is not the only one with the same bad looks. Lin Feng's face is also bad. However, compared with Suleiman's exasperation, Lin Feng's face is not good-looking. Why does it hurt? The two pieces of tender meat in Lin Feng's left and right ribs are being pinched by the two jade hands, and they are very painful. Avril and Li Zhiyou, one left and one right, grab the tender meat of Lin Feng's two ribs. Lin Feng grins in pain, but it's hard to shout.

As for why Li Zhiyou and Avril are so simple, they are not stupid. Lin Zhiling said that the current secretarial career is a more promising career. What does it represent? What is the future of a secretary? No matter how he develops, he is also a secretary. Obviously, Lin Zhiling has some ideas. It is obvious that everyone present knows what it means.

What's the plan for such a beautiful first model in Taiwan to give up everything and become a secretary in Linfeng company? Needless to say, the outside world has spread for a long time. What's more, recently Li Zhiyou and Avril are also aware that there is a little ambiguity between Lin Feng and Lin Zhiling, but they have no conclusive evidence, so they have been reluctant. Now that people have said this, if they don't give Lin Feng any more power, I'm afraid Lin Feng will turn the world upside down.

Lin Feng is embarrassed to rush two people to smile, a face helpless. Lin Zhiling's pun is putting pressure on him in disguise. Obviously, after having a relationship with Lin Zhiling, especially after Lin Fengzhong announced her love for Huang Meixi, Li Zhiyou and Avril, Lin Zhiling was never reconciled to being a woman hiding behind the sun forever. Fortunately, Lin Zhiling didn't force her too much. This sentence reminds Lin Feng not to forget himself. At the same time, it also tells Lin Feng that she will give Lin Feng time. Of course, it is also a chance to test Li Zhiyou and Avril's reaction to her.

It's not easy! None of these women is simple—— Lin Feng is more and more lamenting the cunning of women. Sometimes women are really stupid, but if they want to be really smart and play tricks, sometimes men are really not rivals and will be fooled by them.

Of course, for now, although Lin Zhiling's words have hidden secrets and brought a lot of trouble to Lin Feng, she is still very happy to be angry with Suleiman.

"Since Miss Lin is not interested, let it be. I believe my position as a director is still very popular. " Suleiman hummed, then turned his head and turned his eyes at Lin Feng, "Mr. Lin, it seems that my team is going to win today, thank you for taking care of it! I remember someone even said before the game that my team is the mouse droppings of the Premier League and utilitarian football, 1:0 attention. Now it seems that I don't know which team scores less and is more like the mouse droppings of the Premier League? "

Suleiman said, deliberately pick eyebrows at Lin Feng, he finally found a chance to satirize Lin Feng, to pay back his "Premier League rat shit" speech!

Lin Feng smiles faintly. But he's completely pissed off by Suleiman.

"Mr. Suleiman, why don't we make a bet?" Lin Feng gave a strange smile.

"Bet? What's the bet? " Suleiman browed. Lin Feng's strange smile made him feel frightened.

"Don't you think your team will win this game safely? Let's make a bet. If my team wins, Mr. Suleiman will be at the door of my club, wearing Tottenham Tottenham shirt and doing a frog jump around my club. I think Mr. Suleiman has a big stomach and should lose weight." Lin Feng smiles.

Suleiman's brow jumped, which was a naked shame on him. If you let him be such a super rich man, the nobles of Dubai and Abu Dhabi, wearing each other's jerseys and leaping frog in front of their rivals, it would be more painful than not touching women in a month.

"Why, Mr. Suleiman, are you afraid? Of course, if Mr. Suleiman is afraid, forget it. I'm still very compassionate! " Lin Feng said sarcastically.

Suleiman was furious by Lin Feng. Would he be afraid? His current team is leading 3-0, and the opponents are all the youth army, and now the whole youth army is in a slump, which is a little threatened to collapse. At this time, will he be afraid?

"OK, Mr. Lin, that's settled. I lost, go to your club door, wear your team's jerseys frog jump around. If you lose, and I won't let you frog jump, you'll come to my club door, wear West Ham United's Jersey, and do a pole dance in public! " Suleiman said more viciously.

"Deal!" Lin Feng raised his hand without hesitation.

"Deal!" Suleiman also raised his hand, and they clapped their hands and swore.

At this time, the first half was over. The score remained at 3-0 with West Ham United in the lead. Originally in the final stage, Tottenham Hotspur's defense was already crumbling, but Cech made three legendary saves, including Henry and Vieri's close shots, and Lampard's tricky long-range shot. It can be said that although Cech lost three goals in the first half, he still deserved the best of the game. If not for Cech, Tottenham Hotspur would have been 6-0 behind.

"Mr. Lin, I'll get you a West Ham shirt now. I think your team is hopeless! So, we are all dignified people. Mr. Lin just needs to dance here. " Suleiman saw the one-sided situation on the field and laughed.

Lin Feng smiles.

"No, I'm sure Tottenham fans would like to see Mr. Suleiman leaping at the door of the club." Lin Feng said and got up, "please excuse me for a while!"

Suleiman grunted twice. Now Lin Feng must go to the players' dressing room to cheer up, but in this case, no matter how hard Lin Feng cheers up, it's useless.

"Lin, do you really want to make such a bet with Suleiman?" When Lin Feng comes out, Avril and others will not sit there. Suleiman and Lin Feng are against each other. Naturally, they won't sit there alone and look at Suleiman's disgusting face. However, Avril and others really don't understand why Lin Feng is playing this kind of gambling, and it's time for him to get the worst of it.

Lin Feng nodded. This gamble must be played, one is to vent one's anger, the other is to burn one's bridges. These young players are almost crushed by the London derby. Lin Feng must give them confidence. This gamble is that Lin Feng can give them the best confidence and determination; 3、 It is also to induce Suleiman to make mistakes and West Ham United to make mistakes. The bet about a dozen, Lin Feng believe Suleiman will reward the team, in the reward, the team's opportunity to come.

Later, Lin Feng came to the players' lounge alone.

At this time, Jose has just finished training, but the effect is not good. The 3-0 defeat in the first half put too much burden on these young players. Especially for Fabregas, the three goals have direct or indirect relationship with him. In such an important game, such a serious and almost unforgivable mistake is too heavy for Fabregas, who is only 16 years old.

"Your performance in the first half was bad, bad! You are sorry for your salary, the fans who support you, and the parents who raised you. If this is in Hitler's time, you are all pulled out and shot. " Jose looks like the bottom of the pot. He really wants to beat these players. What he values is not the score on the field, but the frustration and mutual complaint of the people after falling behind, which is the most unacceptable for Jose.

Everyone looked at each other, although a little angry, but can not refute the words of Jose. At this time, the seven young players on the field have already crossed the fighting spirit, they are far behind, 0-3, the opponent is strong, they adopt shrinking tactics, the old Capello team, they can't see the hope!

Old players like David and Davis also shook their heads. They have comforted these young teammates, but the most important thing is their demons. As long as they can overcome them, they can grow up. If they can't overcome them, they will fall.

At this time, Lin Feng pushed the door in.

"Lin, maybe I was in a hurry." He pulled Lin Feng aside and said helplessly.

Too soon—— Jose feels that he is really a bit of a young man. These talented players are far less mature than he imagined. Although in training, showing amazing talent, enough to impact the strength of the main team, but in the real competition, it is still too young. They still need to hone!

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