Zhang Xian is indeed drawing big pie for them.

On the one hand, I am giving Jurgen Ball some vision for the future, which will help my future work.

On the other hand, he needs to change his name!

“Change your name?”

Jurgen Ball was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, he refused in his heart, and he felt that the name of the Meteors was very good.

"Bauer, this name does not meet our development requirements. We need to let everyone know that we are a rural team, so we must give them the most intuitive feeling. Even from the team's name, they can know which class we represent!"

Yulian Ball struggled: "The Meteors are OK, they will search for the team name and realize that we are a country team, which is not a contradiction."

"No! It's different." Zhang Xian shook his head and said, "The effect I need is that just one name can let them know where we are and which class we represent. This information is roughly stuffed into his head through the name, rather than searching on the Internet."

"Man, this is really important." Zhang Xian said seriously.

Jurgen Ball hesitated for a long time and said reluctantly: "Then... OK."

"What are our names?"

Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Hoffenheim Football Club!"

After saying that, Zhang Xian blinked and smiled: "Maybe when we really make it to the Bundesliga one day, the media in Germany and even Europe will be amazed at the 'Huocun Miracle', and you are the Chairman of the Miracle."

Jurgen Ball's eyes lit up, and the name that had made him feel uncool enough before suddenly felt like it was a little bit more interesting.

Huocun Miracle?

Hoffenheim?

This name is really good!

Of course, the issue of name change cannot be achieved so simply.

First, he needed a paper document written by the club to submit it to the German Football Association, and waited for their review to be approved before the name "Hoffenheim" was officially used.

And now, they are still the Meteors.

The conversation ended quickly, and finally, Zhang Xian and Jurgen Ball took photos together.

Years later, the two were called two carriages on the road to the rise of Hornheim.

But there are also interesting statements.

Jurgen Ball is a horse, and Zhang Xian is a coachman wielding a whip.

......

After signing the documents, Zhang has officially taken office as the sports director of the Meteors (Hoffenheim).

Jurgen Ball wanted to continue chatting with Zhang Xian, but the latter sent him away on the grounds of work.

After seeing off Jurgen Ball, Zhang Xian began to read the team's information and the results of the previous seasons.

I have to say that this document made Zhang Xian feel a headache.

On the one hand, the Meteors' performance in the previous few seasons was too poor.

Almost every season, he is in a relegation state and has a difficult relegation state.

On the other hand, the team's age organization is completely unreasonable.

Zhang Xian didn't understand what it was to keep these older players? Isn't this a waste of money?

For this reason, Zhang Xian made up his mind that his first decree to take office was to ‘laid off employees’!

The second government order is "salary cuts"!

The Meteors are living too stable now. Although Jurgen Ball claims to go to the Bundesliga, he can't feel it at all.

This is a team that is gradually declining, and this is the first impression the Meteors gave Zhang Xian.

Besides these appearances, he has not yet understood what problems there are inside them.

But he was not in a hurry. After all, with the issuance of these two decrees, those problems will surface and be solved at that time.

Many people think that Zhang Xian’s first and second decree is a bit too radical.

But this is the effect Zhang Xian needs.

He wants to make this "elderly team" feel the crisis. In the past, everyone in this team was lying on the silly face, and someone should sing on the silly face.

He wants to be the knife hanging high above the Meteors.

Let them feel the crisis and urgency all the time.

He believed that the right pressure would be transformed into motivation, and that no matter how it was, it would be stronger than it is now.

After briefly reading the documents, Zhang Xian found Mary and asked her to lead her to stroll around the club.

He needs to learn more about the team.

Mary didn't refuse either, this was her mission.

The two walked out of the office building and headed towards the home court.

"Tell me about the components of the club." Zhang Xian said lightly.

Mary said: "Hoffenheim now has only one football team, plus a local youth team."

"Youth Team?" Zhang Xian said in surprise: "Youth Training?"

Mary shook her head and said, "No, it can only be considered a youth team. It is composed of some teenagers who love football in the local and surrounding villages. They pay some fees and we will help with training."

"Oh, it's a fee!" Zhang Xian nodded and continued to ask, "Where is the income situation?"

Mary: "The main source of income is game tickets, followed by some jersey sales, but the proportion is small, some sponsorships, but the cost is not much. It comes from the meat industry in Baden, Haas meat sausage."

Zhang Xian nodded.

At this time, the two had already arrived at the outside of the stadium and Zhang Xian stopped.

He saw two shops on both sides, coffee shops and a food shop, but they were all closed at this time.

In response, Mary said: "The coffee shop is Old Dink's shop, and the food shop is opened by Mrs. Wendy. These two shops are only open on game days. After all, no one will come to visit here."

Zhang Xian nodded again. He was about to raise his legs and walk into the stadium when he happened to see a middle-aged man walking out with a plastic bucket.

Seeing this person, Mary smiled much more sincerely and said hello: "Hi, Ivan!"

Ivan also smiled and said, "Good noon, Mary."

Mary looked at the plastic bucket in his hand and smiled, "Are you raising money for your wife to renovate the kitchen?"

Ivan nodded with a smile, greeted Zhang Xian, and then left.

Zhang Xian listened to the conversation between the two and smiled, "He should love his wife very much."

Mary looked weird and pointed her hand towards the court.

"This is his wife!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xian was stunned.

Wife = court?

so.....

Mary explained: "He is raising funds to repair the lawns, and the team's main income is used to pay the players' salaries. Therefore, every noon, Ivan would wander in every corner of Hoffenheim with a plastic bucket, hoping to get generous rewards from fans!"

Zhang Xian grinned: "He is our lawn administrator?"

"So that's it." Mary said with her fingers: "At the same time, Ivan also serves as a junior team coach, intelligence analyst, etc.... You know, we are very poor and don't have extra salary to hire too many people."

The two walked into the stadium. The stands were extremely shabby, with some railings rusty and loosely placed there. Yes, they just put them there and you can fall down with a light push with your hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xian frowned slightly.

Noting Zhang Xian's expression, Mary said: "The railings have no meaning to us. In recent years, the highest attendance rate of our stadium is 350 people, and it is difficult to gather 100 people at the least. The away teams come to play games, and the fans think it is too far away, so there are very few people coming. There is a saying in the league that the Meteors' game is the most harmonious."

Zhang Xian turned his head and said, "Do you think this is a compliment?"

Mary remained silent.

Zhang Xian looked up and saw that part of the roof of the stadium was broken. The whole half was empty. If it rained, almost all the stands on the left were leaking.

Zhang Xian did not make any statement in this regard. He and Mary walked out of the stands and came to the stadium.

It just rained last night and the stadium was a little muddy.

Visiting along the sideline, Zhang Xian found a lot of soil and sand on the court, including a slope of about 12 feet.

After walking around, the leather shoes under her feet were covered with mud.

He looked down and said, "Have you ever thought about laying a new layer of lawn?"

Mary said directly: "There is no money. The cost of a square meter of natural lawn is about 50 euros. Including labor costs, management costs, machinery costs and seed costs, we need to continue to invest a lot of money, and we cannot provide it."

“Didn’t Ball continue to invest?”

"You should call Mr. Chairman!"
To be continued...