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Therefore, after he had his own team, he always thought about whether he could help improve the level of domestic football.

"Follow your mood."

Zhao Fusheng is also helpless, this old man is too thoughtful, he probably has already contacted there.

To be honest, for some leaders of the Football Association, Zhao Fusheng knew what was going on even with his eyes closed.

But there is no way, my father always has some unrealistic ideas.

As everyone knows, Huaxia's football career cannot be changed by one person or company at all.

Even if you burn money, there is no way.

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Originally, Zhao Fusheng thought that there was no more to this matter, but he didn't expect that his father would cause trouble for him in less than a week.

"Someone from the Football Association is here, help me to receive it."

Father Zhao found Zhao Fusheng and gave him instructions.

"I?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at his father with a little surprise: "You are not joking, you can let the staff of the Club of Rome handle this matter, right?"

He was speaking from his heart.

As an imposing boss, what do you want to talk about with the leaders of the football association?

It's clear that it's okay to lose your grades.

"I intend to help the Football Association develop some talented young players and let them come to Italy to play football."

Dad Zhao explained to Zhao Fusheng: "I think it's better for you to talk about this matter."

"What about you?"

Zhao Fusheng asked puzzledly.

"Your mother is not feeling well, I have to stay with her at home."

Father Zhao said frankly.

Zhao Fusheng was speechless for a moment.

I was fed a handful of dog food?

But since his father said so, there was nothing he could do about it, so he had to honestly lead a large group of bodyguards to the club in a car.

My father's business is my own business.

Zhao Fusheng has no opinion on this point.

Soon, the group arrived at the club's residence in Rome.

"Hello, sir."

The person in charge of the club soon appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng.

"Hello, Mr. Paul."

Zhao Fusheng smiled at the general manager named Paul.

The other party was the professional manager he hired back for his father. Although his ability was not as good as those veterans who had been immersed in football for many years, he knew how to measure, and it was enough to cooperate with his father in managing the club.

"The other party has arrived."

Paul introduced the situation to Zhao Fusheng: "Before we sent an official letter to the Chinese Football Association, I hope they can send someone to get in touch."

"understood."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Please come to my father's office."

Anyway, since you are a guest from afar, you must entertain them well.

Otherwise, when my father knows later, he will definitely make trouble with himself.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want this trivial matter to affect the relationship between father and son.

Soon, a group of people appeared in Dad Zhao's office.

Three people came from the Football Association, one interpreter, and two people who looked like leaders.

"This is Director Chen, and this is Director Zhou."

The translator who claimed to be Lin Sen introduced Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Hello everyone, I am Zhao Fusheng."

Zhao Fusheng?

Several people looked at each other inexplicably.

That Director Chen was the first to speak: "Well, it's not the chairman of the club, it's that Zhao, what is Zhao?"

Obviously, he was talking about Dad Zhao.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, he was a little dissatisfied with Director Chen's superior attitude.

Obviously the Roma club is here to help the Football Association train young players, but the attitude of Director Chen is not that at all, as if he is begging them.

They don't even know their father's name, what are they doing here?

"That's my father."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Director Chen and said coldly.

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

Lin Sen reacted quickly, and quickly apologized on behalf of Director Chen.

For some reason, his intuition told him that the young man in his early thirties in front of him was not easy to get along with.

Or to put it bluntly, Director Chen's set of officialdom things are useless to others at all.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, right? After discussion, our Football Association agrees in principle to your club's request. We will select [-] young players in China and send them to your club."