Chapter 614 It’s Really Simple

A manager obviously has a lot more to do than an assistant coach, so the assistant coach got off work in the afternoon, but the manager didn't leave his office until dark.

The cars in the parking lot were almost gone, only the night security guard's car had just arrived or had always been there, so the AMG must be the manager's car. ,

"It's out!"

When Mike finally shouted excitedly, Ricardo immediately said, "Go stop him!"

The three of them immediately got out of Gao Guang's Bentley and walked towards McMayock's AMG.

McMayock stopped early because if he continued to walk towards his car, he would be intercepted by Gao Guang and the others first. With Americans' keen sense of danger, McMayock was thinking about whether to turn back or call security.

At this time, Ricardo suddenly raised his voice and shouted to McMayock: "Mr. Mayock, can I talk to you about what happened today?"

Ricardo's appearance was full of deception. He was handsome, well-dressed, and full of elegance. Although it was not very clear at night, under the illumination of the parking lot lights, McMayock could at least confirm that the people coming towards him were not three black people.

Ricardo really looked like a rich second-generation, or a rich second-generation.

After hesitating for a moment, McMayock made a big mistake. He stopped and waited for the three people to come to him.

Ricardo was indeed a second-generation, but he was a black second-generation.

Ricardo came in front of Mayock, and before Mayock could say anything, or even indicate his identity, Ricardo took out his FOX side jump from his pocket, opened it with a snap, and then directly pressed Mayock's chin from bottom to top.

Mayock was extremely frightened, his skin was already stinging, he instinctively wanted to scream, but his chin moved slightly and the extremely sharp tip of the knife pierced his skin, so he was immediately reminded by the sting to stop shouting.

"You, you made my boss very angry!"

Just now, it was full of the stale old European aristocratic atmosphere, but when Ricardo's face was stern, not hideous, not shouting, but looking straight into Mayock's eyes so gloomy, Mayock felt his legs a little weak.

As a team manager, Mayock is really a high-income, high-exposure, and high-status elite talent, so Mayock has never encountered such a situation.

In an instant, Mayock was completely panicked, his mind was blank.

Ricardo approached Mayock and whispered, "You embarrassed my boss!"

"Why."

Mayock's head tilted back, and then he said carefully and vaguely, "What did I do?"

The richer the person, the more afraid of death. This sentence is absolutely correct. No matter where the three people in front of him came from, Mayock just wanted to get away, so he tilted back again, trying to keep his head away from the tip of the knife, and tremblingly said, "I can apologize if I accidentally offended anyone, but can you give me a hint? Maybe I can make up for it, sir, please calm down."

Mayock's head tilted back, and Ricardo's knife moved forward, always slightly touching the skin, but not really piercing the skin.

Mayock's neck was covered with goose bumps until his head tilted back to the point where he could no longer move.

Ricardo said coldly, "Today, my boss asked you to try out a player. That was a player he was optimistic about, but you didn't even go to see it with your own eyes!"

Mayock's eyes widened instantly.

Ricardo continued, "Didn't Mr. Davis tell you that this player is important? Is this how you treat the player that Mr. Davis likes?"

Mayock didn't know what to say. He was stunned for a long time before finally saying, "What?"

Gao Guang didn't know whether he should go on stage, because there was no plan or rehearsal for this performance, so he had to wait for Ricardo's prompt.

If possible, Gao Guang wanted to play the bodyguard and let Ricardo play the boss, because he had to admit that Ricardo was more like a boss now.

At this time, Ricardo's head did not move, but his hand on the left side of his body waved slightly.

Gao Guang sighed and said, "Put down the knife."

Ricardo put the knife back silently.

Mayock immediately covered his neck with his hand and lowered his head, and then he looked at Gao Guang with extreme confusion.

Gao Guang looked at Mayock, he remained silent, mainly because he didn't know what to say.

Then the situation was a little strange. Gao Guang looked at Mayock with complicated eyes. Ricardo was staring at Mayock with cold eyes, and Francisco looked at Mayock fiercely with the eyes of a thug.

When had Mayock ever received such treatment? He looked confused, weak, and pitiful.

"Is there any misunderstanding between you and us?"

In the end, it was Mayock who spoke first. He thought Ricardo was the boss, but now, he finally recognized the real boss.

Gao Guang thought about it, then he shrugged and said, "Generally speaking, I am very reluctant to owe favors to others, but I found Mr. Mark Davis. He is willing to give my players a tryout opportunity, and he is willing to add a good player to his team, but I didn't expect that you would..."

What? Don't say it, let him guess it himself.

It's true that Mayock is the manager hired by Mark Davis, but he is also a high-level elite talent. If the team is not good, just change it. There is always a job, and the job is always good. There is really no need to kowtow to the team owner.

But now, let alone experience this situation, I have never even heard of it.

Riccardo said in a timely and cold voice: "Do you want my boss to buy a team? Or do you want my boss to find another team owner? You bastard, you dare to humiliate my boss. !”

Why is the boss so awesome?

Mayock searched his memory bank. He really didn't expect that there was such a tyrannical Asian boss in the United States.

"Sir, are there any problems with today's trial?"

Mayock finally spoke. He tried to stay calm, stepped back slightly, pressed his hands down, and said sincerely, "Is there any misunderstanding?"

Gao Guang frowned and said: "You are very perfunctory, so your men are even more perfunctory. Now I really want to ask Mark to find out what he means. Does he not want my players at all, or is there something wrong with you here."

Mayock recalled the phone call his boss made to him. The phone call only said that he would try out a player. He didn’t say anything else. He just mentioned that the time requirement was very urgent. As he said yesterday, he would try out today. Training, but other than that, he didn’t say anything, and he didn’t seem to take it seriously at all.

Mayock had to figure out what mistake he made.

Riccardo took half a step forward and said coldly: "My boss can't say the same thing twice. Tell me what your boss said to you."

This was a call to action, but it was the boss who offended the person in front of him, not himself. No, it seemed that it was because he did not explain clearly to the assistant coach that the assistant coach did not have a good trial training?

What is the relationship between the boss and this person, what is the identity of this person, why can’t the same thing be said twice, etc. It seems that those wealthy people from the upper class will not do this because it is disrespectful to their identity. It seems that they are pleading to the other party. Work the same.

But I really don’t remember any Asian boss having such a great reputation, let alone the young Asian man in front of me.

Just when Mayock fell into silence again because of deep thinking, Gao Guang sighed and said: "I didn't do what the boss assigned me, which made me very angry and disappointed."

The boss’s boss? now it's right!

Gao Guang's words finally dispelled Mayock's last doubts. If the Asian in front of him was not the real boss behind the scenes, then everything would make sense.

"Mr. Davis asked me to arrange a trial training. I arranged it according to the time Mr. Davis said, but I was too busy today and did not go to watch the trial training in person. This may be the problem."

Gao Guang said calmly: "Really, the trial ended without even giving my players a chance to fight? Well, I don't want to repeat this, tell me how you want to solve it."

Riccardo held the knife in his right hand and put it against his belly, with his left hand resting on his right hand. But after Gao Guang asked the question, he silently began to move his left hand, making a ready gesture to wave his right hand at any time. Of course, it was very covert. .

But Mayock can see that he is a practitioner in the sports industry after all, and he still has a keen eye for various movements.

He didn't seem to say anything particularly scary, but when Mayock saw Riccardo's eyes, he felt that this guy would slit his throat at any time.

Mayock's attitude was very sincere. He smiled and said: "I'm sorry, maybe there was a problem with the communication between me and the coaching staff. It's like this. The players have left the training ground and there is no way to conduct confrontation training. But this It doesn’t matter. Just arrange another trial session during the normal training time tomorrow morning. What do you think?”

Gao Guang frowned and said, "Is it okay?"

"Yes, definitely yes, it's so easy!"

Gao Guang said calmly: "Mark didn't give you the instruction to refuse my players from joining the team, right?"

"No, absolutely not. Mr. Davis said that a player asked me to arrange a trial training. If he can, he will stay. If not, forget it. But he definitely did not say that he would find a reason to drive the player away. This is absolutely not the case! """

Gao Guang nodded, tilted his head, then breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mayock: "You know, man, you and I almost screwed up the boss's affairs. People like you live in the sun, I don’t know the serious consequences of messing up, but I’m different. If I mess up, haha.”

It's better to just say half of it and let Mayock figure out the rest.

Gao Guang laughed dryly twice, and then he continued: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Once we have made the specific arrangements and the specific time clear, we can all hand over the work."

Mayock said politely: "Can I make a call?"

"You can call anyone, you can call whatever you want."

Mayock took out his cell phone. He smiled, laid it flat so that the other party could see that he was not calling the police, and then called the afternoon assistant coach.

"Hey Douglas, regarding the workout this afternoon, well, I think that player's workout was too easy?"

"Yes! Yes! Mr. Mayock, I was just about to tell you about this. We didn't have any players or sparring partners this afternoon. We just had a physical examination and looked at the running back's skills. But in fact, Mike is more suitable for the guard and tackle positions. It is necessary to see how he performs in these positions. I strongly suggest arranging another tryout.'"

"Well, let's do it tomorrow. Let's see how he performs during training tomorrow. We will talk to Coach Gruden."

"Okay, manager."

Mayock hung up the phone, and then he smiled at Gao Guang: "In fact, the problem is really simple, and it's solved."

Gao Guang spread his hands and said awkwardly: "Well, maybe I think too much, Mr. Mayock, I'm sorry, I made things complicated, but please understand that we have to think more, haha... See you tomorrow, Mr. Mayock."