Chapter 282 The Collapse of the Foundation of Trust (One Hundred and Forty-One/One Hundred and Seventy-Three) Chapter 3

() Chapter 282 The collapse of the foundation of trust

David Morton is still on the field!

At this point, the fans are almost gone. At this time, there are only some fans left in the stands. Except for the frustrated Luton fans who are still immersed in the loss, the rest are tourists who are still taking pictures. - Most of them are tourists from China.

David - Morton is also a little frustrated, this is his team after all.

But the big fat James next to him looked a little happy.

"This is a good thing! David!!"

James stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the stands at Worth Field.

Although the Worth Road is small, the compact stand design still makes the home atmosphere on game days extremely warm.

This kind of stand design is the most common in England.

David Morton lit a cigar.

"My team is going to be eliminated, and I don't think it's a good thing! James!!"

"No! That's a good thing!!" James turned his head over, his face was shiny, and his face was full of folds that almost covered his eyes, but he couldn't hide the businessman in his eyes. shrewdness.

"You now have a team with great potential! David, this will give you unlimited money, this is a hen that lays golden eggs!!"

When it comes to money, there is even light in James' eyes.

"But....do you know how to keep this asset growing?"

"That's why I brought you here, James. You have so much experience as a professional team manager in the United States, it's not difficult for you!"

David Morton said.

"You're right!!" James smiled.

"But the situation in England is different from the United States! Because this team is not like an American team. In the United States, we only have money relations, but there is no mess of loyalty and affection!"

David Morton smiled awkwardly.

He's not a pure-blooded American, so James' rant was so harsh in his ears.

"So! It's a good thing to lose!"

James said.

"Don't you think you've given Gao Bo too much power. He's pretty much the manager of the entire team, top to bottom!! It's undeniable that he's a Caesar kind of person who quickly conquered the entire team. It’s a great skill to have this team under his command!!”

"He's the emperor of Luton! All power is captured by him...including...how to spend money!!"

James glanced at David Morton and continued.

"No club has adopted such a structure anymore. Otherwise, in a few years, this team will be yours in name, but it is unlikely that it will bypass this Chinese person. He will become the ball. The actual owner of the team! And the fans will think so too!”

"The team belongs to the fans. Although I agree with this, it is a pity that these British guys outside believe it!"

James pointed to the empty stands.

"No one likes to share power unless he fails."

James laughed.

David Morton also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't come to you to listen to this. You will only be the manager of the team, and your power is limited to the team's finances. In other aspects, Gao Bo has the final say!"

James nodded with a smile.

This boss is really a fool.

When the sand is mixed, don't even think about clean water...

......

The next day's news coverage, almost all over England, was about Luton's Europa League semi-final first-leg loss. Every media used a regretful tone to describe Luton's difficult situation in the Europa League after this loss!

And Gao Bo didn't read the newspaper when he woke up the next morning because he knew what was going to be in the newspaper now - no one likes failure, and Gao Bo does.

So now Gao Bo is holding back his enthusiasm and preparing for his revenge in the second round.

And just as he was about to head to the training base, he received a call from Mendes!

"I hope it didn't disturb your rest, Gao!"

Mendes on the other end of the phone is always in a good mood.

"There is no rest today! Jorge!!" Gao Bo rubbed his forehead, "There is no rest after losing!!"

Continue training after a loss, no vacation, this is the team's routine.

"Okay... well..." Mendes waved his hand over the phone.

"Are you sure you can reach the Europa League final?"

"Have!"

"How sure are you?"

"hundred percent!!"

Mendes suddenly didn't know what to say, Gao Bo was talking to death...

He just had to laugh.

"I'm here to tell you good news. I've been approached by several top league teams who are preparing to change coaches..."

"You've said that many times, Jorge!"

In fact, the same is true. Before this, there were many top league teams, especially some teams in the Premier League, hoping to let Gao Bo take charge.

However, most of them are lifts in some leagues, and Gao Bo is not very interested - it is better to stay in Luton than to go to these lift teams.

"This time is different, Gao!!" Jorge Mendes said mysteriously, "Do you know which team this time is?"

"It's Wolfsburg!!!"

Wolfsburg is indeed not an ordinary team. They have won the Bundesliga championship, and Wolfsburg, which is funded by Volkswagen Group, will not be short of money.

For the current high wave, Wolfsburg is indeed a team that can be selected.

"But we don't have to make a decision so quickly! Wait until the end of the season to see the situation!" Mendes said.

This season is not over yet, if Gao Bo can lead Luton to win the Europa League, maybe there will be a better choice!

Mendes can be sure that a coach who is staring at the halo of the European championship will not lack teams in Europe to chase - the Europa League champion is also the European champion!

Mourinho is a client of Mendes, and now Mendes can be sure that the value of Gao Bo will never be weaker than Mourinho.

However, this value must be realized in high-level leagues!

Mendes is now all over the world to find a platform for Gao Bo to play!

Maybe... still a giant!

....

Gao Bo came to the training base as usual.

As a result, he unexpectedly met his boss, David Morton.

"Long time no see! High!!"

David Morton, still in his brown coat, smiled and extended his hand to Gao Bo.

Gao Bo looked at a fat man in black behind David Morton.

This fat man has you all over his face, with a professional smile on his face, and he looks like that kind of shrewd person.

"This is James, and he will be...the general manager of the team!"

David Morton's confidence is a bit lacking. After all, Luton's ability to be today is all due to Gao Bo's ability.... Now suddenly a general manager is airborne, how does it mean to cross the river and demolish the bridge.

Gao Bo's face was expressionless, he looked at James behind him.

James is also looking at Gao Bo.

To be honest, the young Gao Bo did not despise James. James is also in the professional sports circle. He knows how difficult it is to lead such a small team to achieve success.

"You will be responsible for the competition in the future, Gao."

David Morton explained.

Gao Bo nodded, which meant that in addition to the competition, the fat man would be in charge.

"This is your team, David!"

Gao Bo said so, but his tone had cooled down.

"Yes, this is David's team!!"

James came forward with a haha, stretched out his hand and said, "My name is James, Mr. Gao Bo!!"

"I'm Gao Bo!" Gao Bo also stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man.

Gao Bo is not the kind of kid who is just entering the workplace. Although he is upset, he also maintains the surface harmony.

This is just a job, Gao Bo is very clear about his position in the team. Anyway, he came here in the first place with the idea of ​​using Luton as a springboard. Now that the achievements of this season have been enough to make some powerful teams start to pay attention to themselves, then the role of this springboard has come to an end.

He naturally knows what the boss means to find a general manager at this time. David Morton found Gao Bo at the beginning. This is the life-saving straw that David Morton caught, so he has almost any power. It was handed over to Gao Bo, and even if Gao Bo finally screwed up, it would not be worse than originally expected - this is the basis of trust between David Morton and Gao Bo.

After the team gradually grew, the foundation of trust between the two sides collapsed.

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