Chapter 3 Waiting in the Youth Team (")

Looking at the ghostly look around, Jose began to shake his head desperately.

"If you know your knowledge, you will always benefit if you don't cause trouble for us." Niuta nodded with satisfaction, then flipped up a booklet in his hand: "Don't you all like to travel through time? Now I'll give you a chance to travel to someone where you die... How about keeping your memory? Of course, as long as you reveal a word about your travel through time to anyone, I don't need to say the consequences, right?"

"I won't say anything if I beat you to death." Jose said obediently.

"If you say it, you will definitely die, but you will definitely not be beaten to death." Niu Tou snorted: "Let's tell me, I want to travel to a person who is like a person. If it's not too much, we will ship free shipping... No, I will give you special preferential treatment, dear."

Jose looked at Niuta in surprise. How could this sound so familiar?

"Oh, I worked as a Taobao seller in my previous life." Niu Tou said embarrassedly.

Jose nodded in understanding. It’s natural to get used to this thing. Before he died, he had been a Taobao seller for a while. The big men kissed each other all day long, so he got used to it.

"Can you travel through anytime?" Jose asked.

"Of course." Niu Tou replied, "But you have to be careful. If you travel too long, you may send you directly to the primitive society...or are you familiar with the history of Spain? Are you familiar with the history of Mallorca?"

Niu Tou asked, and Jose shook his head. It was a pity that he was just an otaku before he died. After studying for a few years and a half, he couldn't find a job. He was a Taobao seller and made some money after spending some time. Then he came to Mallorca to travel. He first encountered the most wonderful scene in his life, and then died inexplicably.

"Then you make a good choice. If the goods are sold, no return or exchange. No matter what, remember to make a good review..." Niu Tou said this, when he saw Jose looking at him with a very strange look, his face turned red: "Sorry, I'm used to it."

Jose nodded, and then began to recall what he knew - he had read a lot of time travel novels, so he naturally knew that after time travel, he would do what he was most familiar with.

What I have is nothing more than the memories of more than ten years. No matter how early things are, he doesn’t know or remember the details. Instead, he read a lot of time travel books and knows some investment opportunities. The most familiar one is football.

Thinking of this, Jose immediately remembered that there was also a Spanish A-level team on Mallorca. This team had excellent coaches like Cooper and Aragonese, and had trained top scorers like Etoo. He was also a fan. At least he was familiar with La Liga. He knew the names of many stars and had watched the football for more than ten or twenty years. Being a coach is also good - look at those football travel novels, Tony Donn and Xiao Ming.

"Let me travel through time to more than ten years ago, during the mid-1990s, and travel to a person related to football, preferably the kind that has a club." Jose said as he started to yy-reborn in the football world in 1994.

"Oh, there is really a good partner. In 1992, an 18-year-old boy named Jose Alemuni drowned. He is the only son of future Mallorca president Matteo Alemuni. He has loved football since he was a child and his goal is to become an excellent head coach... it is him." After flipping through the records, Niu Tou said excitedly.

"Ah? His name is also Jose?" Jose was shocked.

"Yes, this fit is higher, and he is about the same age as you, just right." Niu Tou replied.

"Damn, that's a post-70s, I'm a standard post-80s." Jose protested.

"Okay, that's it." Niu Tou said impatiently: "You are smart kid. With your level of knowledge, you can travel through time to become such a person. If you travel through time to other people, you will be exposed to shit... Do you want to start a club? Then give you some start-up capital, so that you can at least be a tall and handsome rich person, don't be too loser... After traveling through time, remember to study in the United States, and ensure that you have more than 200 million US dollars in income in two years, and by the way, you can also be a black fungus of the US... But don't be greedy, there is so much start-up capital before you acquire the club. If you want to invest in other things, don't blame the 200 million yuan, and you will become a real loser at that time."

Looking at this bullhead who was full of Internet verbs, Jose was completely speechless.

The next offer is this so-called "plug-in". When Jose knew that he would have a plug-in, he immediately remembered "Football Modifier". Damn, Xiao Ming and madman Li combined, so he won't be able to sweep the football world!

But after really traveling through time, Jose tried this so-called plug-in test countless times, but failed to start it once. It seems that only after he truly became a head coach can he start it? Damn it, why can't he start it first and let me experiment well?

What’s even more scammed is that there is any startup capital! At the beginning of investing, it was really a god-blocking killing gods and Buddhas! The stocks would rise, and the pocket money of just tens of thousands of dollars snowballed to 200 million US dollars. However, after more than 200 million US dollars, I lost whatever I invested. Fortunately, I stopped quickly, but fortunately I saved the remaining 80 to 90 million.

This reality immediately made Jose lose his idea of ​​continuing to invest. He even dared not do it by buying part of Google's shares in advance and cashing out in the future, for fear that he would go from a handsome and rich man to a real loser - who knows whether that bastard can do it!

It is actually not insufficient to buy Mallorca Club for 200 million US dollars, but the key is that no one sells it - Mallorca is not a listed company, and its shares are controlled by more than a dozen shareholders. It is basically impossible to buy everyone's shares in a quiet manner - maybe those shareholders will dare to shout a sky-high price! Besides, even if you buy Mallorca with all your money, there is no startup capital, so how can you make money? Football clubs are very valuable.

"If I had two billion, I would buy it without saying anything. If I didn't say anything else, I would definitely have money for expanding the stadium. It's not that Mallorca has no potential, but this situation cannot develop... Now I can only wait for the opportunity..." Jose thought helplessly.

Things were going on the same way as Jose thought.

Before leaving office, what Asensio did was to sell a large number of outstanding players - he did this a year ago. Argentine Amato went to Glasgow Wanderers, Espanyol Romero went to La Coruna, Mena and Berellon went to Atletico Madrid... Fortunately, Cooper had a good vision and introduced Real Madrid's Dani, Atletico Madrid's Viageni, Real Zaragoza's Sole, and the small Argentine's man Ibagasa and others,

Relying on this lineup, Cooper led the team to the first place in the La Liga standings for a time, and eventually ranked third due to insufficient stamina. However, this is also the best league ranking in Mallorca's history. With such a good result, it is natural to sell it. Dani went to Barcelona, ​​Lauren went to Arsenal, Marcellino went to Newcastle United, and Argentina's main goalkeeper Roa retired for an inexplicable reason.

Of course, Asensio sells players not only for profit. After Cooper left, the new head coach was his assistant. Gomez, who had previously served as assistant coach with Jose, also left a fund for the new chairman Alermani to use this fund. At the same time, at Gomez's request, Alermani bought two forwards, Gentros and Carlos, to replace Dani's position, and at the same time, Argentine goalkeeper Boggs, who introduced the riverbed, filled Roa's vacancy.

At this time, Jose found his father and made a request.

"What? Do you want to return to the youth team?" Alemani looked at his son in surprise, wondering why he made such a request.

Jose nodded and made such a request. He naturally had his own reasons - Mallorca's performance this season will not be very good, and when he was an assistant coach, he had a very ordinary relationship with Gomez. He was unwilling to be an assistant coach under a coach with a bad relationship with him, and it would be better to go back to his youth team for the time being dormant.

Besides, the youth team has two young players he values. One of them was finally found a way to get it a few months ago. If it was poached by another team, it would be a loss.

Moreover, after half a year after I left the youth team, I don’t know if the training plan I made for them will have any impact on them.

"Why do you have to go back to the youth team? Although I am not a coach, I also know that from a youth team coach to a first-team coach, those are two concepts. You took three years to enter the youth team and one and a half years to enter the first team. Do you want to go back now?" Alemani frowned and asked his son.

"Sometimes the small retreat today is for a greater progress tomorrow." Jose smiled: "Dad, I entered the first team last year and learned a lot from Coach Cooper, but now, I don't think I can learn anything from Gomez... Besides, in the youth team, I have more important tasks to do."

"Jose, are you any dissatisfied with my appointment of Gomez as head coach? If so, why not say it?" Alemani said with a frown.

"Nothing, Dad, I have no dissatisfaction. If I want to be the head coach, Mr. Asensio once revealed this, but I refused because I think I still have a lot to learn. Now I want to go back to the youth team, and it is not because of this factor." Jose waved his hand: "It's just that there are a few very good young players in the youth team. I just want to train them well."

"Is this the reason?" Alemani's brows stretched. Of course, he didn't want to have any gap with his son: "There won't be any problem. The transfer of youth team coaches and first-team assistant coaches is normal. If you really want to return to the youth team, you can do it soon... Don't say, Jose, you have done a good job in the youth team over the past year. Diego Tristan has been transferred to the first team, which is also the result of the youth team."

Jose laughed: "He was already very good, and he had been playing in the youth team for a long time when I joined the youth team... This is not my credit."

"Okay, is there anything else?" Alemani asked.

"There is another thing... I heard that Mr. Francisco is going to retire and I want to take over as his second team head coach." Jose said softly.

"The head coach of the second team?" Alemani was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "It should be no problem... You did a good job in the second team before. Mr. Francisco has retired. If you come to take over, there should be no big problem... Do it well, Jose, I look forward to the day when you become the head coach of Mallorca!"

"There will be that day, father." Jose nodded deeply, then walked out of Alemane's office.

"Those great coaches always start with the head coach of the youth team... Then, let me follow their steps and of course, I will be greater than them!"
Chapter completed!