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Chapter 211 Buy 1 Get 2 Free, Football Coach and Three Swordsmen



Chapter 211 Buy 1 Get 2 Free, Football Coach and Three Swordsmen

"Boss, we've found the person you were looking for!"

"It is located in the south of Sogia - Kismayo."

"It's quite a coincidence that he's also from the Lahanwen tribe, and he works as a teacher and a football coach at a school in the county town."

“But he is very wary of us.”

"Should we use some methods?"

Lambert has sent men south to make contact with Coach Hassan, but the man is too wary.

I have serious doubts about their motives!

They are unwilling to believe in so-called coach recruitment.

They were afraid of being caught and sent to the United States to work as cotton workers.

( ̄^ ̄)”

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head: "No need. Since he is from the Lahanwen tribe, it's easy to handle."

"Let Captain Jim go and run the errand!"

"Pay him three months' salary in advance."

That's $9000!

A monthly salary of $3000 is an unimaginable and irresistible sum for Somali people.

A mere football coach has no income whatsoever.

He'll definitely be satisfied!

After all, the Solomon Islands doesn't have any decent football clubs; they can't even beat the Chinese national team, making them practically useless.

No organization pays coaches a salary.

Playing football is purely out of interest.

Hassan was quite well-known in his county because of his good football skills, and many people learned to play football from him.

But it's all for naught; this thing doesn't generate any profit!

Moreover, these trainees are lazy and undisciplined, coming and going as they please, showing absolutely no sense of discipline.

The training formation is often not complete.

The quality varies greatly!

But precisely because of this, he developed a set of flexible tactics and a unique training method, which was definitely unorthodox.

But it was quite effective, and its attack was extremely fierce!

It has a style reminiscent of the Dutch Eredivisie and Dutch Second Division leagues.

It's easy to win, lose, or draw in other games.

More than 5:2/4:3

More than 3:3

More than 2:5/3:4

It can be both aggressive and defensive, with unpredictable and treacherous tactics that make it difficult to defend against.

Kismayo, on a sports field in the suburbs.

Hassan watched the training match where three players were missing.

I couldn't help but let out a long, helpless sigh:

"This kind of training is simply not going to work!"

"How can we compete if we can't achieve good results?"

"If we don't compete, where will we get sponsorships?"

"Without sponsorship, how can we expand beyond Somalia?"

"Sonofabitch!"

"Ah~"

He recalled the American who had invited him to become a football coach in China a couple of days ago, which he had cautiously declined.

They were afraid of being tricked into picking cotton or planting sugarcane!

Looking back now, it seems a bit hasty.

Maybe his mother is real?

Fuck

ah~

Looking at the players on the field who were driven solely by passion, he really didn't know what to say. These guys had no dreams; they were playing purely out of interest, all emotion and no skill.

But what could he say?

This is just a sandy basketball court, operating under the scorching sun, with no income whatsoever. What else is there besides passion?

Dreams? Perhaps, I'm the one who's truly foolish!

What dreams can one have if born in Somalia?

Over the years, apart from his two assistants (assistant coaches and referees) who have persisted in practicing and upholding their dreams with him, he has remained steadfast in his commitment.

The rest of the students are all there because of their interest!

Nobody believed they could make a future through kicking.

It's hard to judge who's right and who's wrong.

Perhaps they are right!

After training, Hassan, accompanied by two assistants—who were, of course, unpaid assistants—packed up and prepared to go home.

They were seriously discussing the topic of new tactics.

suddenly

I heard applause from the side—

"Good, that's a great tactic!" Captain Jim clapped earnestly and smiled. "Let me introduce myself. I am Jim, the militia captain of the Nasir tribe in northern Bont."

"We were sent here on the orders of our BOSS."

“We invite Mr. Hassan to our tribe.”

"Let's talk about coaching!"

“If Mr. Hassan doubts my identity, we can go to your tribe and ask, then you will believe me.”

Nasir tribe?

Hassan's heart skipped a beat. He did know that the Nasir tribe was located north of Punt, and that they had also sided with the United States.

Could it be that these people really want to invite me?

He asked with some skepticism, "Hello, Captain Jim, where did you hear about me?"

"I'm probably not that famous, am I?"

"There are plenty of football coaches abroad."

Why did you choose me?

Jim confidently replied, "Our boss is omnipotent. He's heard that Mr. Hassan is an excellent football coach and has praised you as a football prodigy with great potential."

"We hope you can come to China to work as a soccer coach for the company's primary and secondary schools, with a monthly salary of three thousand US dollars!"

A football genius coach?

A monthly salary of three thousand US dollars?

Hassan was somewhat tempted; it sounded very promising, and the salary was twenty times higher than his current compensation.

An annual salary of $3.6 is quite reasonable, isn't it?

Moreover, this boss knows himself very well!

A genius football coach.

Hoho~

Good

It's similar to my own self-assessment. Could it be that this boss and I have a mutual appreciation for my talent?

Has he heard my story?

Hassan had a thoughtful expression on his face.

The two assistants were filled with envy.

Holy shit.

Hassan is about to have some good luck!

With a monthly salary of three thousand US dollars, he can go abroad to coach. With his outstanding talent, he will definitely be able to make a name for himself and perhaps even lead his team to the national team and the World Cup.

(T~T) I'm so envious~

Unfortunately, we didn't have that opportunity.

We're breaking up from now on!

Seeing Hassan still hesitating, Jim urged, "Brother Hassan, what are you still hesitating about? This kind of life-changing opportunity may only come once in a lifetime. Do you want to miss it?"

"Our boss is incredibly powerful—"

"He was a Wall Street tycoon, a famous investor, and a super oil tycoon who established the Duchy of Anna in northern Bont to protect our Lahanwen tribe from oppression by other tribes."

Have you ever seen a Mi-26 helicopter?

Have you ever seen an Il-476 transport plane?

Have you ever seen an M1A2 main battle tank?

He opened his phone's photo album and showed Hassan a picture of the Nasir tribe: "Look, this is our tribe, this is the great Mr. Jiang, these tanks, these airplanes!"

Why would someone need to lie to you?

( ̄へ ̄)

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"I want to join, but I'm not qualified yet!"

Hassan looked at the photos and finally believed they were real. After considering it carefully for a moment, he replied, "I would very much like to accept the invitation, but I would like to bring my two assistants with me as well."

"They are also excellent players, coaches, and referees. Together with me, we are like the Three Musketeers, and we can definitely play a huge role!"

Afif: ( ̄?? ̄) Surprised~

Odyssey: ( ̄皿 ̄) totally confused~

Can we go abroad together and become coaches?

Jim called to apply and was told, "No problem, but their monthly salary is $1500, and they also provide room and board!"

"What do you think?"

The two black men quickly nodded in agreement.

"OK, OK, thank you Captain Jim!"

"We are very satisfied!"

A monthly salary of $1500, plus room and board included—that's a really good deal! It's ten times more than my current salary.

Thank you to the generous boss.

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