Chapter 68 Four Thousand Tickets

Hoffenheim, in the director's office.

Zhang Xian was sitting on the desk, smoking a cigarette while looking down at the documents on the desk.

If you look closely, you can see his slightly curved eyes, which seem to reveal a smile.

Mary secretly glanced at Zhang Xian, which was quite a spectacle.

Zhang Xian rarely showed such an expression of joy, even when Hoffenheim was promoted, he was extremely indifferent.

But the requests from several junior high schools to watch the game made Zhang Xian smile.

She didn't understand this point.

Three days ago, the Rhein-Neckar City Hall and the principals of four high schools including Heidelberg High School of Applied Technology and Schwetzingen High School of Arts and Sciences invited Hoffenheim Sports Director Zhang Xian to have a meeting.

During the meeting, they expressed the hope that Hoffenheim could give them 4,000 tickets, so that school children can also participate in this rare sports event in the Rhine-Neckar region.

For this request, Zhang Xian made a decision without any hesitation.

And these 4,000 tickets are all free, Hoffenheim does not lack this ticket money.

What they want is the fan market.

But now that the market is taking the initiative to open its arms to Hoffenheim, Zhang Xian is naturally extremely happy.

Don't look at just 4,000 children, but it also represents the new generation of Rhein-Neckarka in the future, and it is also the future fan group.

Winning them, on the one hand, represents that Hoffenheim has officially entered the fan market in the Rhine-Neckar region, and on the other hand, it also means that they can rely on these new generation forces to continuously expand the influence of Hoffenheim.

In order to open up the fan market in the Rhine-Neckar region, Zhang Xian racked his brains.

Now that the other party took the initiative to come to the door, Zhang Xian has no reason to refuse.

Zhang Xian looked away from the document in his hand, looked up at Mary and said, "These four schools will drive to Sinsheim on the morning of the 19th, and you will arrange them then."

After a pause, Zhang Xian continued: "This time the group of 'fans' is a bit special. They are all children. In order to avoid accidents, their viewing area is separated from the fans."

Mary nodded and said; "Okay,

I see. "

Although Mary is the Minister of Finance, she has a lot of work to do because of the shortage of staff in Hoffenheim.

Moreover, Mary also has this awareness.

I am a brick, where do I need to move it!

At this moment, the office door was pushed open.

Jurgen Bob came in in a suit.

As he walked, he kept twisting his neck, which was tightly bound by the tie, and said, "I still don't like suits, and I feel that I can't use them well."

Hearing this, Mary rolled her eyes and said, "I know, you like security clothing!"

Ignoring Mary's complaints, Jurgen Bauer glanced at Zhang Xian and said bitterly: "Why did you ask me to give a speech? You can do this!"

Zhang Xian smiled and said: "Because, you are the chairman, it is best for you to come forward in such matters."

After speaking, Zhang Xian turned his head and asked, "Are you ready?"

Mary nodded and said, "The reporters are already in place, ready to start anytime!"

Zhang Xian took a deep breath, took out a tie from the drawer, walked to the mirror, and tied it neatly.

Then he took out the pomade from the side, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, pushed his hands back along the temples, and pushed the bangs on his forehead back.

After everything is ready.

Zhang Xian looked at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a slender figure and a curvy haircut. With his thin and indifferent face, he looked even more ruthless.

His facial features are not particularly good-looking, but they fit very well.

The most critical pair of obsidian-like eyes always makes people unable to bear to look at them a few more times.

Zhang Xian nodded in satisfaction, turned around and said, "Let's go!"

The three of them walked out of the office together and walked towards the press conference venue.

The Independent Market was transformed into a press conference site.

A crowd of journalists was waiting in the venue, including various well-known media outlets in Germany.

For example, "Berlin Evening Zeitung", "Munich Sports Zeitung", "Sportsman Magazine", etc. In addition to these, there are countless media in some regions, with more than 50 media.

This is the focus of the German Cup semi-finals.

Of course, part of the reason is that Hoffenheim itself is a super dark horse!

Press Officer Mark was dealing with the reporters, assigning their seats and the entire reception process.

Zhang Xian and Jurgen Bauer stood behind the scenes, waiting to appear.

Jurgen Bauer looked at the crowd of reporters outside through a gap, and couldn't help feeling nervous.

"Zhang, why don't you give a speech? I feel like I can't do well!"

Jurgen Bauer looked anxious.

Zhang Xian smiled, took out a note from his inner pocket, and said, "Then read it accordingly!"

Jurgen Bauer blinked and said, "Can it still be like this?"

Zhang Xian smiled; "Why not!"

"But I'm still nervous, I want to go to the toilet..."

"This is the third time!"

"Uh... okay."

Jurgen Bauer glanced through the gap again, and said, "There are so many people!"

Zhang Xian nodded and said, "This means that we rarely pay attention!"

Jurgen Bauer nodded, suddenly smiled and said: "This is very good, this is the club I imagined."

What was the previous Meteor team like?

Even if they wanted to hold a press conference, no one would answer them.

But look now.

After reaching the semi-finals of the German Cup, Hoffenheim was in the limelight for a while.

They have received attention from all over the country, and even caused national media magazines to rush to report.

That's what has changed in four years.

Every time he thinks of all this, Jurgen Bauer feels like a dream.

"Mr. Chairman, Mr. Director, ready to appear!"

said a staff member.

Zhang Xian tidied up his clothes, and Jurgen Bauer imitated the former, but anyone could see how nervous this guy was.

Stepping out of the backstage, into the frontcourt.

When Zhang Xian and Jurgen Bauer came out, the flashlights on the scene were full.

Click! Click! Click! Click! !

Facing the flashing lights, Zhang Xian sat in the interview booth with Jurgen Bauer.

Two staff members fixed Mike in front of them, and exited after debugging the equipment.

Zhang Xian turned his head and nodded towards Mark, who said loudly, "Now, the Hoffenheim press conference officially begins!"

As the press conference began, journalists raised their hands enthusiastically.

Facing each question, Zhang Xian answered in an orderly manner.

The tone is calm and powerful, the logic is clear, and there is no stage fright.

On the other hand, Jurgen Bauer on the side looked down at the note in his hand, and kept reciting in his mouth, looking nervous.

When the questioning session ended, Zhang Xian patted Jurgen Bauer.

The latter stood up like a spring, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and he kept licking his dry lips, feeling extremely nervous.

The reporters looked at Jurgen Bauer playfully, which made him even more nervous.

Looking at Jurgen Bauer's appearance, Zhang Xian frowned slightly, and said in a low voice; "Don't forget, you represent Hoffenheim, do you think she is being made fun of?"

Hearing this, Jurgen Bauer stared slightly.

Hoffenheim a joke?

This is something he cannot accept, let alone because of himself.

The guy swung his right hand down and twisted his thigh fiercely. The twisted angle made Zhang Xian grin.

Absolutely blue!

But thanks to this, Jurgen Bauer also calmed down a bit, and began his first speech as club chairman.