Wen Qiao pressed his forehead and said, "What worries me is that there is no coach..."
Just as he finished speaking, the doorbell outside the yard rang. Wen Qiao looked up and saw a tall man standing at the door. He didn't recognize him from a distance.
She walked quickly to the gate of the yard, opened the door, and looked the man up and down.
He was in his thirties, wearing a baseball cap, a military green windbreaker, a mountaineering bag on his back, hiking shoes on his feet, and an unkempt beard.
Under the green porch, the man smiled at her.
"Who are you looking for?"
The man walked around her and walked inside as if he were entering his own home, "Looking for AF's boss."
Wen Qiao closed the door, turned around and followed the man: "It's me, who are you?"
After entering the house, the man put down his mountaineering bag and threw it on the ground. Dust rose up and Lu Youyou waved her hand in front of her nose.
"Didn't I send you an email? I'm here to coach AF."
After saying that, he took off the gloves on his hands, which were also covered in dust. Wen Qiao felt that he could sweep off two kilograms of dust, and he didn't know where it came from
"I have received a lot of emails, I wonder which one this gentleman is?"
The man looked around, walked to the water dispenser, took out a disposable paper cup from the cabinet below, filled it with a cup of cold water, and drank it down with gulps.
Lu Youyou leaned against Wen Qiao and whispered, "You treat this place like your own home. This uncle is a little too familiar."
The man drank three glasses of water in succession, then he sighed comfortably, then found a sofa and sat lazily on it: "The one who doesn't need a salary, but provides food and accommodation."
Lu Youyou's eyes widened immediately: "No salary, food and accommodation? Then your level must not be good enough. Although our Qiao Qiao is young, he also wants to be the best club. Uncle, if you really have nowhere to go, I can help you, but please don't come here to cause trouble, okay?"
Wen Qiao looked at the unkempt uncle calmly but did not say a word.
The man scratched his head and said, "Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."
Lu Youyou raised her voice: "Are you here to be a coach or a foodie? Why do you want to drink and eat as soon as you enter the door?"
Wen Qiao grabbed Lu Youyou and said, "Order a takeaway for him."
Lu Youyou looked like "Huh?"
"What do you want to eat?"
"Mixed noodles are fine. I'm not picky."
"Youyou, help him order some noodles with soy sauce, and see if there's any deep-fried pork chops."
Lu Youyou was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.
While Lu Youyou was ordering takeout, Wen Qiao sat opposite the man and said, "What's your name? And I don't know how strong you are yet. I spent millions to build this club, so I have to ask you what I should ask."
"Just call me Brother Dong."
Wen Qiao looked at him and smiled: "Which winter? The winter of Poseidon, the king of the sea?"
The man laughed and said, "What are you talking about? What Aquaman? What Poseidon? Winter."
Wen Qiao nodded: "Okay, Brother Dong, how about your ability? Have you ever led the club to win any awards? Our club is not planning to do small things, I still have certain goals."
Dong Ge propped up his chin and said, "The strength should be good enough. When you bring the contestants here, I will give you a practical drill and you will know. I don't even remember whether there will be any prizes or not."
Lu Youyou ran over again: "You keep talking big, and you don't even remember it. If you didn't win, then you didn't win. It's not shameful. Don't try to be so arrogant."
(End of this chapter)