Chapter 41 I’m not going anywhere! [Please read it! Please vote! 】

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Wenger? !

How did Wenger know my phone number?

wrong!

Why is Wenger calling me?

Are you trying to convince me to join Arsenal? !

In just a few seconds, multiple thoughts flashed through Ling Feng's mind.

Hearing Ling Feng's silence, Wenger on the other side of the phone couldn't help but speak again:

"Hello? Ling? Can you hear me?"

"Hello, Mr. Wenger, I can hear you."

Hearing Ling Feng's suddenly higher tone, Mendes, who was sitting next to him, immediately pricked up his ears.

"I heard that you don't have an agent yet, so I asked someone to get your phone number. I hope it won't be too abrupt."

"Of course not. I feel very honored to receive your call!"

Who is Wenger?

He is a tactical pioneer in promoting technical style of play in the Premier League. He is also the longest-serving head coach of an active Premier League club.

He is also the godfather of Arsenal who led Arsenal to create an undefeated championship record!

Although we have long heard about Wenger's reputation of loving young demons.

However, when he actually received a call from Wenger himself, Ling Feng still couldn't believe it and was even flattered.

"That's right, young man, I'm calling you to invite you to join Arsenal."

Although I vaguely guessed the purpose of Wenger's call.

However, when he heard Wenger say it himself, Ling Feng was still involuntarily shocked.

Is he so famous now?

Even Wenger called me personally to invite me to join Arsenal? !

"Join Arsenal?"

"Yes, as long as you are willing to join Arsenal, I can promise you that you will have playing time in the Premier League and Champions League..."

After hearing the conversation between Ling Feng and Wenger, Mendes' face remained unchanged, but he was very grateful for his decisiveness.

This kid is indeed a rare and good prospect!

Even Wenger called him personally to invite him.

Fortunately I acted quickly enough!

Thinking of this, Mendes gestured to Ling Feng, indicating whether he wanted to communicate with Wenger.

Ling Feng just shook his head and rejected Mendes' suggestion.

Since Wenger called him personally, he couldn't hide behind his agent.

Even if you want to reject the other party, it would be better if you have to say it yourself.

Yes.

Although I am very grateful to Wenger for taking him seriously.

However, Ling Feng, who had decided to stay, could only refuse the other party's invitation!

"Mr. Wenger, thank you very much for calling me personally, and I also appreciate your appreciation of me."

"Arsenal is a great club and you are a coach that I personally respect very much."

"It's a pity that I don't plan to leave Leicester City now."

"I hope to stay at Leicester City, work hard with the guys and get promoted to the Premier League!"

Perhaps because he heard the determination in Ling Feng's tone, Wenger did not continue to persuade, but remained silent for a while and then said:

"I'm sorry to hear your decision, but I respect your choice. Young man, I hope we will see you in the Premier League next season."

"Yes, Mr. Wenger, I firmly believe that we will meet again!"

After hanging up the phone, Mendes's voice rang in Ling Feng's ears:

"You handled it very well. But next time, let me do this kind of thing. After all, my commission is not free, I have to do some work, right?"

Hearing this, Ling Feng couldn't help but smile:

"certainly!"

As the scenery outside the car window continued to recede, the SUV continued to drive towards the airport...

. . .

Time: January 26, 2014, 7:30 pm.

Location: Leicester.

In a single-family house in the city.

Leicester City manager Nigel Pearson enjoys dinner with his family.

However, while he was cutting the fried steak on the dinner plate with a knife and fork, he glanced at the mobile phone next to the dinner plate from time to time.

This obvious little move made my wife ask with some confusion:

"Honey, whose call are you waiting for?"

"Ling. He said he would think about it, but it's already seven o'clock in the evening and there's no reply yet..."

Hearing this, James Pearson, who was sitting diagonally opposite, couldn't help but ask:

"Dad, is Ling really planning to transfer and leave?"

"Not sure, it depends on what he thinks."

"If he really leaves, can I be mentioned in the first team?"

Like other head coaches who retire as players, Pearson also hopes that his son will inherit his mantle and become an excellent professional player.

Although James Pearson's football talent is average.

However, thanks to his father having a head coach and receiving professional football training since childhood, he has been able to get playing time in Leicester City's youth team.

But, of course, he's not content with just being in the youth team.

He hopes that he can be promoted to the first team as soon as possible and make his first team debut.

Then just like Ling Feng, he became famous with one goal!

However, upon hearing his son's lucky thoughts, Pearson, who was already in a bad mood, immediately straightened his face:

"Even if Ling leaves, with your current strength, you won't be able to gain a foothold in the first team!"

"The position in the first team is not given to you by others, it is earned by yourself!"

Hearing this, James Pearson immediately shrank his neck and did not dare to speak anymore.

Pearson's coaching style is that of an old-school British coach.

Whether in training or in competition, he always looks calm and unsmiling.

He doesn't show his emotions easily and doesn't talk too much.

He is more willing to use actions instead of words.

And his education method is almost the same as his coaching style, both of which belong to the strict father type.

If a player is very serious in training or performs well in a game, he will not hesitate to praise him.

However, when players are lazy in training, he will scold them without hesitation!

After dinner, Pearson immediately picked up his cell phone and called the club's sports director Rudkin.

"Any news?"

"No. How about you call him again?"

"Would he feel that we were forcing him to make a decision, and would he not want to stay?"

"How could it be? You are the benefactor who brought him to the first team and gave him a chance. Moreover, this can reflect the importance we attach to him!"

After hearing these words, Pearson also felt that there was some truth.

"I understand. I'll call him right now!"

However, just when he picked up the phone and was about to press Ling Feng's phone number, the phone rang first!

The caller is none other than Ling Feng!

Without any hesitation, Pearson, who was feeling uneasy, immediately pressed the answer button!

"Hello, Ling?"

"Coach, it's me."

"Well, how are you thinking about it?"

"I've thought it over carefully, I'm not going anywhere!"