"Zhang, I think you are the kind of person who should not be fixed in the work framework. You should focus more on your football career than waste your time on serious work."

Gligory said this with a smile.

His eyes were full of warmth, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life, patiently guiding a junior.

"you mean?"

Zhang Yang's expression was full of doubt. He didn't expect that when he asked about "salary and benefits", he would hear such words.

Gligory said, "Please forgive me for one thing. I did a simple investigation of you before coming."

Zhang Yang continued to listen.

He doesn't care, that's understandable. If you want to convince someone, it's best to have a certain understanding of the other party first and think from the perspective of others, and he will do the same.

"As far as I know, you are still a BBC intern and are about to take up your post. Am I right?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Gligory continued, "You have a lot of fans on Weibo, and the number can catch up with some media platforms; you are on the "Voice of the Premier League" program, and the program is doing well, which can bring you popularity and income; you are just an intern at the BBC, and being a formal employee is also a kind of improvement. It seems that your career is improving rapidly, but in fact, the last point will not help you in your development."

"It's great for ordinary people to be BBC employees, but they can't create value outside of work. And you're different, you don't have to live on a fixed salary. So you should have more time at your disposal, rather than being limited to one position."

Gligory said it into Zhang Yang's heart.

Perhaps it was influenced by the predecessor's master, or if he was in the BBC box, he subconsciously felt that he should "climb up", and he also felt that being able to work at the BBC headquarters was a good improvement.

Now he figured it out a little.

Zhang Yang began to pay attention to the old man in front of him, and his questions became much more formal, "But is it different to go to Millwall as an assistant coach?"

Gligory asked with a smile, "Do you think you have a professional team that can help arrange the team's training?"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

He has been a fan in his past and present lives, but he is only a fan. How could he arrange the training of professional players?

"So can you help individual players train?"

“Help them adjust their status?”

"Maybe with the skills and experience of football, can you teach professional players?"

“…”

Zhang Yang kept shaking his head, he had nothing.

Gligory smiled, "So I just invite you to be a game coach, and it may be more accurate to describe it as a 'match analyst'. If you choose to join us, your future work is limited to participating in the research of opponents, participating in tactics and assisting the head coach to direct the game, and nothing else needs to be involved."

"Your job will be quite free, and when there is no game, you can choose to give yourself a holiday, and when a season is over, you will also have a long vacation. In short, you will have quite a lot of spare time."

Zhang Yang was moved.

But there is one thing he still needs to ask clearly, "So how about the treatment? No one wants to do a job without a salary, even if time is free."

Gligory smiled, "I can pay absolutely more than the BBC employees, or I can give you a fixed-term security contract."

———

Zhang Yang must admit that he was moved by Gligory's sincerity and language, and specifically, a salary contract that exceeds BBC employees is not very attractive.

He didn't make a decision for a while.

When he returned to the office, he was still talking about this matter in a low voice. Andy's suggestion was to let him go and see it, "I think Gligory is very sincere, and he was right. You are really a waste of time working in the BBC."

“Is there any?”

"I'm talking to myself, Zhang, this is not to praise you," Andy said. "With your Italian and French proficiency, you can be a very good translator and get several times your salary. But you choose to do some sports news translation work here."

"I just take it as a compliment."

Zhang Yang shrugged and didn't explain anything.

"The same goes for the future," Andy said. "Working in the BBC is really not suitable for you. You can make more money outside, just like your Weibo post, with so many fans, you can make money by advertising, which is definitely much more than your salary."

"You will definitely become more and more famous in the future. You are not allowed to appear on the show by BBC employees. As long as you have enough fame, any TV station you go to will be very popular."

Finally Andy concluded, "Anyway, you should have more spare time instead of being a job that goes out early and comes back late. Also, Zhang, I think you can leave, and you shouldn't stay in the foreign media department in the afternoon."

Zhang Yang glanced at the watch on the wall and sighed, "Okay, thank you, Andy, you helped me a lot. I decided to go home and sleep for the afternoon and think about it in my dream."

"Is this a show of your work?"

"Just treat it right."

Zhang Yang said goodbye to Andy while chatting, and then started to pack up his things. After the sorting was almost the same, he took turns to greet every colleague he knew, and everyone expressed his blessings to him.

Finally he went to the small office of four next door to find Denise, "I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Are you leaving?"

"yes."

"But you just go to the headquarters. I often go there, so there are many opportunities to meet in the future. In addition, you will still go to the weekend shows, right?"

"It should be, I have a contract."

"Then it's OK." Denise smiled and turned around and continued to work.

Looking at Denise's work, Zhang Yang suddenly felt that he was a little too lazy.

From the time he was reborn again to now, he has always been lazy and has a sense of just living a life of mediocrity. Even after gaining the system ability, he was just a little diligent. He posted on Weibo just to gain a sense of accomplishment to attract fans, and to appear on the show just to make some money to improve his life.

There is nothing else.

He hardly has the mentality of working hard for a goal like Denise.

"Maybe it was because of his two lives that he had grown older?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

But he still didn't care at all, and just moved his things and walked out of the building slowly.

Gligory's words did not completely convince him to choose to go to Millwall, but the BBC's choice to join the company was completely left behind by him.

When he got home, Zhang Yang fell on the sofa and didn't want to think about anything in his mind. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. When he woke up, he saw a pair of big eyes blinking at him.

"Star?"

Zhang Yang stared carefully for a long time before he recovered.

"Catherine?" he asked in a daze, "Are you back? What time is it?"

Catherine turned to look at the time, "Three:30."

"It's only three:30? Why are you back?" Zhang Yang became a little more energetic.

"Today, a class of students was on vacation, and I got off work early after nothing happened." Catherine asked, "Maybe I should ask you, why are you back? How long have you been sleeping?"

"It's over an hour."

"Sick? Come back so early?"

Zhang Yang sat up, rubbed his eyes, and murmured, "I don't have to go to work from today."

"You quit?"

"That's right."

Catherine immediately sat over, "What's going on? I remember the last time I saw your colleague, the thin black man. He also said that you are excellent and promising, and you will take photos of you..."

Zhang Yang didn't want to explain more, so he omitted the middle link and only summarized one sentence, "I don't have a job anyway."

Catherine frowned and seemed to be worried about him, "But you always have to do something. A big man can't be stuck at home, otherwise... Otherwise, you go to my place. I just don't have an assistant. You can help me. I'll tell the manager that he will give you a temporary job."

Be an assistant to Catherine?

It sounds like being an assistant to a beautiful woman, but the key is that this woman is a Sanda coach. Is the assistant performing for the students and practicing with her?

I can't imagine that scene!

Zhang Yang became completely energetic, and he kept wavering his hands, "Thank you, but forget it, I just want to take advantage of the time to take a little more rest at home recently."

"So lazy!"

Catherine pouted her little mouth and felt a little dissatisfied, and her eyes showed a look of contempt, as if she couldn't stand a big man who was lazy at home.

No matter what she thinks, even if he really stays at home, he doesn't want to be a "Sanda assistant". With his body, he may not be able to get out even if he can get in.

By the evening, John was back.

When he heard that Zhang Yang had no job, John's first reaction was, "Zhang, you can't afford the rent!"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said that the rent would be delivered on time.

John's attitude changed immediately. He patted his shoulder like an old friend and comforted him, "You can find another job if you don't have a job. You are still very young and you will definitely find a better job."

"By the way! Our police station just needs a staff member who manages police dogs. The job is to feed police dogs on time every day and help them clean up feces. Are you interested? You can get forty pounds a day. Although it is not much, it is not a good job as a temporary job."

Zhang Yang continued to roll his eyes and replied, "I am not resistant to dogs, and I like puppies very much. It is very cute. But if I ask me to feed the police dogs, I am worried about feeding myself to them."

“…”

After chatting with John for a few words, Zhang Yang was in a good mood. He went out for dinner in vain and walked around the surrounding streets.

This is the first time since he was reborn.

Time passes without realizing it.

When he walked around a few streets and walked home leisurely, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. He took a hot shower and went back to his room to go to bed. The phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Yang picked up the phone and saw the display on it. His mood suddenly became complicated. He pressed the answer button and a concerned voice came from the opposite side, "Yangyang? Are you asleep?"

He replied with a little difficulty, "Dad..."
Chapter completed!