Vol 4 Chapter 639: Throwing stones (5)

Jose's gaze was shaken, and soon he became firm again, and said frankly: "My job also needs to be discussed with the agent. I admire the will and dedication of your group, but the youth team is not suitable for me, even if It’s a technical consultant."
"Is it the salary?" Wang Ai asked. Seeing Jose's silence, he didn't feel embarrassed to expose the fact that Chelsea paid huge liquidated damages behind his "peaceful breakup" with Chelsea. Instead, he nodded and said: "Indeed, let you this world The best coach to lead the Chinese youth team is overkill, not to mention not the head coach. Moreover, let alone the youth team, the coach of our national team, who made the World Cup quarter-finals last year, is paid only tenth of yours. One."
"But, you don't have to be so tired? Technical consultants, you only need to provide technical advice, take a look at the team, take a look at the tactical system, and find out where the deficiencies are, and give opinions. This job is very free and you can explain The status of a member or columnist is not a contradiction. Frankly speaking, if you are willing to do it, you can spend more time. If you don’t like it, just hang it by name."
Jose frowned, Matilde walked in and sat next to Jose and said, "Wiwi, I am very grateful for your invitation, but this is not in line with Jose's identity."
Wang Ai smiled: "I did take the liberty of a bit. But, by the way, it's not yet the afternoon, right?"
Jose and his wife laughed together and nodded at the same time: "It's still your time."
Wang Ai nodded in gratitude and raised two fingers: "Two facts. First, in the last Athens Olympics, we were the bronze medal, which is the third. Second, the members of this Chinese Olympic team won successively. They won the 2001 World Junior Championships, the 2003 World Junior Championships, the 2005 World Youth Championships, and the 2006 Asian Games champions. Many of them played in the World Cup last year."
Seeing that the couple were listening carefully, Wang Ai went on to analyze: "From a historical perspective, this team is far from a youth team in the ordinary sense, and is completely different from the football desert in the Far East. This is a team that has been tested by the competition. Since childhood, I have been used to winning various championship teams. This kind of team has both strength, experience, and strong self-confidence that has been tempered. The general youth team does not fit your identity, but if it is before the Olympics What about the three? At least it’s not enough to insult your identity, right?"
Jose thought for a while and nodded: "It's a bit worse than I am now, but not much worse."
Wang Ai looked at Matilde: "Your husband has already proven himself in the professional league, or in the commercial football system, but in the national competition, that is, the honorary football system, it is still a blank paper. If he is now To coach a weak national team, it is indeed possible to directly take the post, but losing his status and complicated interpersonal relationships may even make him unable to carry out his work. And the strong national team, because he has no experience in this area, will not hire He. In other words, for him, the area in the middle requires a very careful choice, even for the Portuguese team."
Matilde looked at her husband, and Jose exhaled: "You convinced me, at least for this reason I think it makes sense, then I will coach, oh, I can get rid of it if I become a consultant for you?"
Wang Ai shrugged: "I don't mind if you say that you are the technical director of this team at this time next year, even if it is called a joint coach, the Chinese Football Association will even issue you a certificate."
Jose pondered it for a while, thought it was interesting, and smiled: "You have the final say?"
Wang Ai pursed his mouth and thought for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked to the door, and waved to Kang Si who was waiting in the Bentley outside the door: "Give me the notebook."
Wang Ai turned on the computer at Jose’s home and found the official website of the Chinese Football Association. He clicked on the department to set up one item. He clicked on the youth department and pointed to the photo above and said to Jose:
I’m the Chinese Football Association in charge of youth events. Deputy Minister."
In order to make it easy for Jose to understand, Wang Ai also switched the language of the Football Association to English.
The Jose couple looked at the small screen seriously, raised their hands, Wang Ai shrugged, so Jose started to browse by himself, and quickly found the page of the Olympic team, clicked it, and then in the team management column, I found the same two faces as before.
Jose pointed at Feng Jianming's face: "Minister? Manager? You, deputy minister? Deputy manager?"
Wang Ai nodded: "I am not only the deputy minister and deputy team leader, but also the team captain, this coach."
Wang Ai pointed to Lao Gao: "It's my enlightenment coach. He has taken me 8 years ago. His wife is my senior sister. Oh, forgot to say that I, the vice minister, is the only vice minister. After I took office, everyone else left."
Jose’s expression: "Oh~~"
What Wang Ai said was true, but there was no such thing as he suggested to Jose: I squeezed everyone out, and I meant the boss. However, there are not many people in the Chinese Football Association. With his big head coming in, other people are eager to get out, so Lao Feng stayed and worked hard. He is still posing as a chef in Tubingen.
"That is to say." Jose sat up straight again: "You have a lot of power in this team? You can decide many things? Including my invitation today?"
"I can't decide. There is an organized procedure, but the Chinese youth team will not reject you. No youth team in the world will reject you. After all, you are Jose Mourinho."
A sudden flattery made Jose immediately wake up: "You don't plan to give money, are you?"
Wang Ai embarrassed: "The last talk about money, let me first talk about why I have a big say and how good it is for you."
Jose curled his lips, it was your time anyway.
"The biggest difference between the national team and the club team is that the interpersonal relationship of the national team is very complicated. The club has only one owner, and the national team? There is the Football Association, the Football Association and the Sports Bureau, and higher levels." Wang Ai Speaking of this, he sighed: "We have suffered this loss in the past. Everyone was very anxious, so they all followed up with ideas to find a way. Of course, there were also some stuffed in for gilding. In short, it was messy. The right to speak is very small. In fact, the national teams of all countries in the world are almost the same. This may be the coaching environment you hate most, but it is also hated by all coaches.
Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed to his nose: "So what? Me, the most powerful and honorable player in the history of Chinese football, the heir to the largest sports company in the Chinese football map, the most well-known philanthropist in China, and the Chinese society. Well-known young philosophers and thinkers used all of my aura as a price to keep this youth team underneath. I turned the originally extremely complicated national team into a simple club team."
Jose looked at Wang Ai fixedly, with a trace of admiration on his face.
He is a man who can't even deal with the club!