Chapter 210 The First Asian Female Footballer(2/2)
In this way, places like Brazil and Argentina can be regarded as the furthest countries our team has visited.
After drafting a plan to enter the American competition, Xu Fang closed the door of his office and lowered his voice.
"Xiao Zeng, have you heard that we are going to take over the Asian Cup?"
"heard."
"Okay, you are quite well informed." Then, Xu Fangruo glanced at Zeng Zheng meaningfully, "Then what do you think of this matter?"
"How else can I look at it? I'm just a coach. Of course it's better if it's held on our territory!"
Xu Fang waved his hand, "Xiao Zeng, that's not what I'm talking about."
"Which one is that?"
"I heard that you have invested in infrastructure companies recently?"
"What infrastructure company?" Zeng Zheng blinked.
"You brat, you're still pretending to be with me, right?" Seeing this, Xu Fang stopped hiding, "Your youth training school in Dalian, Harbin's football stadium, and those two areas in Maojiawan
Do you have any shares in the new venue?"
"That's right." Zeng Zheng said calmly, "I know a turf dealer from Southeast Asia..."
"Then can you introduce me to Bamboo Shoes?" Xu Fang was waiting for Zeng Zheng's words. "You also know that if we host it, it is imperative to expand the football field. I will find some of your venues.
People from the Football Association have seen it, and it definitely meets the standards! If the price is right..."
Seeing Xu Fang's eyes light up, Zeng Zheng recalled the phone call Miss Qian made to him a few days ago.
"Uncle Xu, I can give you an introduction, but one thing is that the other person may not care much about money."
"Don't care about money?" Xu Fang was a little confused, "If he doesn't want money, what does he want?"
In Xu Fang's view, it is natural for businessmen to pursue profits.
If a businessman doesn't want money, then you have to worry about his motives.
"Shares." Zeng Zheng said bluntly: "The other party does not want to sell the turf, but only shares in the football field."
"Share? Then this is a bit difficult to handle."
When Xu Fang heard this, although he was temporarily relieved of the other party's motives, new worries came again.
The football fields across the country are not made of bamboo shoes.
There was nothing Zeng Zheng could do about it.
Although the system's turf and various infrastructure facilities are of high quality and low price, they can only be named under Zeng Zheng's name.
If this piece of land has nothing to do with Zeng Zheng, then no matter how good the turf is, it will turn into wasteland overnight.
Nowadays, Zeng Zheng, who has good connections, no longer relies on such rudimentary means as video editing to make money.
Using turf and stadium facilities to enter the real estate and infrastructure sectors is the way to make a fortune!
Seeing Xu Fang frowning, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but remind him: "Uncle Xu, if it doesn't work, let's build our own stadium!"
"Building a stadium? What you said is easy!" Xu Fang rolled his eyes at Zeng Zheng, "The Asian Cup will start in the second half of the year, and it will take less than half a year to complete the game. How dare you say that it takes half a year to build an international-level football stadium.
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Zeng Zheng flexed his fingers, looked at the millions of exchange points he had accumulated over the years, and made a simple calculation. It was more than enough to build a few football fields.
As long as there is land approved by labor and government, even bricks can be redeemed from the system.
"Uncle Xu, how will you know if you don't try?" Zeng Zheng whispered immediately, "Jianglong is planning to build its own home stadium. If the Jianglong stadium is built..."
"Place the Asian Cup in Harbin?" Xu Fang raised his eyebrows, "You brat, you really dare to think that!"
After saying that, Xu Fang snorted.
"If you can really build this stadium within half a year, you might be able to win one or two group matches in Harbin!"
"Oh? In other words, we are really going to take over the Asian Cup?" Zeng Zheng's eyes lit up and his voice instantly raised an octave.
"You brat, are you trying to trick me? Let me tell you, I didn't say anything!"
"Yes, yes, Uncle Xu, you didn't say anything, you didn't reveal anything to me!" Zeng Zheng blinked.
The old man and the young man each had their own thoughts and ended the meeting.
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At the end of March, prominent football figures from various AFC countries attended the AFC awards ceremony held in Beirut, the capital of Lebanon.
Zeng Zheng was fortunate enough to be invited and came to Beirut.
Along the way, Lebanon's infrastructure, customs, natural climate and social security were all observed by Zeng Zheng.
Even the streets of Beirut have military and police training with guns from time to time. With this kind of security environment, it seems difficult to continue hosting the Asian Cup.
At the award ceremony, Zeng Zheng and the National Youth Team were well deserved to be named the best young pair and best coach of the year.
The most promising young players were also picked up by Shao Jiayi.
When a string of "a" sounds sounded in the auditorium and every Chinese face was shrouded in the spotlight, everyone present began to realize.
At least in this three-thirds area of the AFC, Chinese football has begun to gain momentum.
However, at this awards ceremony, the most dazzling thing was not Zeng Zheng and his youth army.
When Sun Wen stood on the podium again, everyone in the audience was numb.
"Oh my god, it's really Sun Wen!"
"Damn it, Sister Wen is so powerful!"
"Sister Wen has made history!"
"Sister Wen is really a modern Mulan!"
"Men's football players, take a good look. Don't think that just going to North America and becoming an insignificant champion is just a matter of time. These are the heroines!"
This time, not only the netizens watching the live broadcast in the Jiulang chat room exploded, but even Sun's father who was watching the live broadcast of the awards in front of the TV was in tears.
Looking at Sun Wen holding a cup in both hands with his face frozen in laughter, Sun's father couldn't help but shook his head and said: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it..."
Even the Chinese people who came to the scene to participate in the ceremony did not expect that Sun Wen could defeat Yin Lang's Ali Dai Yin after winning the best national team of the year, the best women's national team of the year, and the most valuable female player of the year.
Hidetoshi Nakata of Japan, Bashar Abdullah of Kuwait and Hwang Sun-hong of South Korea won the Asian Footballer of the Year award!
This is already the highest individual award in Asia!
This is also the first time that a female football player has ranked among the top five Asian Footballers and finally won this honor.
Sun Wen made history at this moment!
"I am very happy to be elected Asian Footballer of the Year."
"I think without the joint efforts of my coaches and teammates, I would not have won the World Cup, nor would I have received such an important honor."
"Here, I would like to thank my coach, my teammates, my family, and the thousands of fans who silently support our Chinese women's football team."
Speaking of this, Sun Wen wiped away his tears and just met Zeng Zheng's eyes in the audience.
"Of course, here I also hope that our men's football team will get better and better and make greater contributions to highlighting the level of Asian football."
"Wow~~~"
The audience burst into applause again.
Amidst the continuous applause, Zeng Zheng tilted his head and whispered to Ou Chuliang, the goalkeeper next to him who had just won the best team:
"Brother Ou, please bear with me for a few more days."
"After returning to China this time, it's time for you to rejoin the team."
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