Chapter 279: The Dream of Three Generations
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As Dai Li held it, the envelope full of money suddenly became as heavy as a thousand kilograms in his hand.
What's going on here? Why does somebody give me such an amount of money? What did Feng Zhu's father say just now? Did he mention the national team?
Dai Li's brain was in a daze, shocked.
"Mr.Zhu, did you say you wanted Feng Zhu to be in the national team? What's going on here?" asked Dai Li.
"Coach Li, I heard that you have some relationship in the national team, and thus, have some power in the team. You have the capacity to send my son there, so please help us..." said Feng Zhu's father.
"I have relationships?" Dai Li suddenly laughed. "Mr. Zhu, I think there must be some misunderstanding. I'm just an ordinary coach from Yuzhou, which is a very little city, so how can I have any relationships in the national team?"
"Coach Li, please don't be so modest!" Feng Zhu's father pointed at the envelope, and said, "I know this is definitely not enough, and you must need more money to request national team leaders. Please feel free to tell me how much you need, and I will bring you more tomorrow."
"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Zhu. You misunderstand me. I don't have such an ability, to send an athlete to the national team." Dai Li waved his hands to deny this at once, then asked, "Wait, where did you hear that I know somebody in the national team?"
"It's widespread knowledge in the ping-pong team." Feng Zhu's father replied. "They say that you know a lot of people in Huajing, many of whom are officers, and who have power in the General Administration of Sports."
"That is nonsense!" Dai Li laughed with self-deprecating humor. "If I did have such an ability, I wouldn't stay here any longer, but would have already been coaching in the national team myself."
"Weren't you a member of the national team?" Feng Zhu's father asked. "The rumor goes that you came back to the provincial team, just for the experiences of being grassroots, and that you have a promotion promised you upon your return to the capital."
Impressed about that scenario! But shouldn't I be informed in advance, as the lead actor of this imaginary playact? Dai Li was shocked.
"Mr. Zhu, there must be some misunderstanding, I think," Dai Li thought things over, and then explained, "It's true that I was a member of the national athletic team, instead of the ping-pong team. If you want a position for him in the track and field team, I'd like to remend him, but ping-pong is really far beyond my reach!"
As he said so, he handed the envelope with the money back to Feng Zhu's father. However, the father believed that the reason he refused the request was for the insufficient amount of the money in the envelope, so he continued to argue, "Coach Li, it's just my regards. I know you will need much more than this. I can surely give you more, and I can promise that tomorrow!"
"No no no no!!! I don't mean that. It's really out of my capability!" Li passed the envelope back to Feng Zhu's father, once again.
"I see, I see!" Feng Zhu's father, now enlightened, finally took his leave.
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Dai Li was taking the whole thing as a misunderstanding, resulting from someone's making up stories, but what was beyond his expectation, was that another envelope was found lying on the ground at just the moment when he opened his door! Obviously, the envelope was from the crack of the door, and had been waiting there for him to return home.
Dai Li opened the envelope, and this time, no money was found in it, but a it was a bank card, instead. There was also a note, which read: "Coach Dai Li, please kindly accept this
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