Wang Qi said goodbye to other players, and the two African players also went to Genoa to try out to find opportunities to become professional players.

Japanese and South Korean players returned to China and said that if they were not admitted to Florence this time, they would look for opportunities in China, and the competition abroad was too fierce.

Wang Qi carried his sports bag and was like a big boy next door, rushing to Genoa's home by car.

...

In the office of the Florence director, the club director Cecilio is checking the information of the players who are trying out on the computer.

Cecilio is in his forties. Due to his persistence in long-term exercise, he does not have the beer belly that is common to middle-aged people.

Carmelo and his assistant knocked in, and Cecilia said hello and asked, "How about this group of players?"

"How is that Japanese player? Did he pass?"

Carmelo handed over the test scores in his hand to Cecilio: "You can see it yourself."

Cecilio took the handout folder and glanced at Carmelo in confusion.

Carmelo has always said what he said, what happened today?

Could it be that this group of players is very bad, and none of them enter Carmelo's eyes?

He took the handout clip and looked carefully at the results of the trial players.

"Three seconds five?"

Cecilio's face turned wonderful, "I haven't seen such a fast player for a long time!"

"Wang Qi?"

"Is he the player from Japan or the player from South Korea?"

Carmelo did not answer positively: "Continue to look down."

Cecilio's doubts became even more intense. He simply stopped looking at the handout folder and looked at Carmelo and said, "Why are you so strange today? Tell me, what's the reason."

Carmelo looked at Cecilio's eyes and said, "The overall level of this group of players is average, but the level of some players is still good. For example, the king who runs for three or five seconds in the 30-meter race, he scored four goals in the confrontation game."

Cecilio asked, "Forward?"

Carmelo nodded and replied, "Forward."

Having speed and being able to score four goals means that this young player has good goal scoring ability.

As a striker, what is the most important job? Of course, it is to score goals.

"So, he passed your trial?"

"Yes, Mr. Cecilio."

"He is not a Japanese, but a Chinese?"

"Yes, Mr. Cecilio."

"Don't you know that I don't have a good impression of Chinese people?"

"I know, but this is work. We can't mix feelings into work. It's very easy to make mistakes when doing this."

Carmelo looked into Cecilio's eyes and said, "If you have to mix emotional factors into your work, I don't think you should give Korean players a chance to try out."

Ceciliao breathed a deep breath.

In the 2002 World Cup in Korea and Japan, Italy and South Korea met in the quarterfinals. The referee Moreno from Ecuador first called a penalty to the South Korean team, and Toti, who was fouled in overtime, was sent off the court.

With the Italian team playing one less player, Tomasi's single goal was misjudged as invalid.

In the end, Italy was eliminated by one to two.

Italians think this is a shame. The shame is not that it loses to South Korea, but that it is done by FIFA.

"I have never seen a team suffer so many unfair sentences in the World Cup finals!" said Italian sports columnist Cory Edrasilla.

He believes that the referee on duty Moreno has received FIFA's acquiescence.

An Jung-hwan played for Perugia in Serie A at that time, and was kicked out after the World Cup.

Perugia's boss Gauci said: "I will never pay a penny to someone who ruins Italian football!"

From then on, there were no Koreans in Serie A.

Matrachi scolded Ahn Jung-hwan: "The smell of garlic is emitted throughout his body!"

To be honest, this time when South Korean player Ahn Jin-hwan came to try out, Cecilia took risks. At that time, there were many opposition voices within the club.

Carmelo's meaning is very obvious. If you want to mix emotions into your work, then you should not give Koreans the opportunity to try out. If you abandon emotions and only look at the players' abilities, then don't find any fault in Wang Qi.

Cecilio turned to look at Carmelo's assistant and asked, "That Chinese boy is really good?"

He knew that Carmelo's assistant had no good feelings for the Chinese, and he wanted to seek support.

Carmelo's assistant shrugged and said, "Mr. Cecilio, I didn't have any good feelings for the king at the beginning. Even if he scored two beautiful goals in the first half, it didn't change my impression."

"But, he conquered me in the second half."

He looked at Cecilio and said regretfully: "So, I'm on Carmelo's side this time."

Ceciliao's face was as deep as water. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "How about that Japanese player?"

Carmelo said calmly: "The level is average."

Cecilio frowned and said, "You know how big the Japanese market is, and if we accept him, Honda will sponsor us immediately, so from the perspective of the club, I think..."

Carmelo said calmly: "Mr. Cecilio, if you consider the market, I think China's market is larger. In addition, China's economic strength is much stronger than Japan. It is said that the two Milan heroes are likely to be acquired by the Chinese."

Cecilio was speechless.

Carmelo persuaded: "Mr. Cecilio, why do you have to? This is just a young player. It is not known whether he can enter the first team in the end."

Cecilio said angrily: "Don't you be optimistic about him? Why, now you have no confidence in him?"

Carmelo shrugged and said, "Just judging from his performance today, it's really good, but he wants to stand out from among the many competitors and join the first team..."

Cecilio breathed a deep breath and looked directly at Carmelo: "You insist on doing this?"

Carmero nodded fearlessly and said, "I stick to my point of view, and I don't want you to set a historical precedent for the club and deny the examiner's advice."

Cecilia closed her eyes, the office fell into a dead silence, and Carmelo's assistant sweated nervously.

"Leave a name in history" in a way that destroys the club's historical precedent...

"Okay, you won!"

After more than ten seconds, Cecilia opened her eyes, looked very tired, and said to Carmelo: "Okay, I will report your decision..."

Carmelo knew the conversation was over, and he and his assistant stood up and said goodbye to Cecilio.

After leaving the office, Carmero's assistant breathed a long sigh, patted his chest and said, "The atmosphere was too tense just now. Mr. Carmero, congratulations, you won."

Carmelo shook his head and said, "Actually, Cecilia doesn't have the courage to deny the examiner's conclusion. He just wants to convince me to change my previous conclusion. As long as I persist, he has no choice."
Chapter completed!