The convoy arrived at a huge factory with many large workshops.

Led by the prince, Xing Baohua and Su Ya entered a place that resembled a factory.

Xing Baohua finally understood why the prince was embarrassed.

The gold version of the Pegasus supercar, there are only two in the world, one of which is basically just a frame and a bunch of broken parts.

Even violent demolitions aren't this fragmented.

To be precise, it's not worth repairing; it's better to just buy a new one.

"How did you drive, brother? Is the driver alright?" Xing Baohua could imagine the horrific scene.

"The driver is my cousin, and he is still alive. As for the others, they were thrown out of the vehicle during the collision and rollover."

"Help me express my condolences. Or, I could buy some things now and visit your cousin?" Xing Baohua said somewhat insincerely.

“I don’t need this. It’s just a pity about my car; you gave it to me.” Alwaleed stretched out a hand, pointing at the car with a hint of anger.

"Remember! Don't lend out nice cars, especially sports cars. They basically break apart to cushion the impact in order to protect the driver's life."

"I understand."

"I'll get the frame back, have someone do bodywork, and then I'll provide you with all the spare parts. You'll be able to drive it again."

After hearing Xing Baohua's words, the prince shook his head slightly and said, "I had the gold on the carriage frame melted down. Just tell me how much gold you need, and get me a new one."

"No need for that, I can afford this much gold. Okay, I'll have someone bring one over for you later. Not many people know about the car accident, right?" Xing Baohua generously offered to give away the car, but he was actually quite distressed inside.

However, we still needed their help in many other places later on, so we were generous with the money.

"It was reported in the national newspapers, after all, it was my cousin who had the accident. Thank God he is safe and sound."

Upon hearing what the desert prince said, Xing Baohua recalled the doubts raised by Lamborghini.

I guess they saw the reports here!

Dinner was very plentiful, featuring their signature dish, roasted camel.

Such a sumptuous meal deserves to be paired with wine.

The song and dance banquet is indeed different; theirs is slow-motion bouncing, very rhythmic.

There are only a few key rhythm points.

Xing Baohua asked the servants to bring them traditional white gauze. Xing Baohua wore one around her neck and wrapped a scarf around Su Ya's neck.

I followed the dance group, slowly bouncing along with them.

Some were holding small sticks, others were holding wooden props that looked like guns. They were swaying their heads and walking to the rhythm.

After a night's rest, Xing Baohua bid farewell to the Desert Prince.

Actually, they boarded different planes. During the trip, the prince jokingly said to Xing Baohua, "You should have returned a bigger plane."

Not everyone is as arrogant as the desert people!

They're probably the only ones in the world using a 747 as a mobile villa.

Xing Baohua could only smile wryly and say, "I'll definitely do something big when I get the chance."

The plane continued westward.

Our first stop is Munich.

Why did Xing Baohua come here first? He only knew about Bayern Munich.

Even people who don't usually watch sports have some information about it.

Upon arrival, instead of rushing to work, he accompanied Suya, strolling around and taking photos.

Although Xing Baohua was enjoying his trip, he had already spoken with Morgan and needed several highly professional football agents to act as his advisors.

At Xing Baohua's request, Morgan Stanley quickly searched for a suitable agent and set aside some time to serve as Xing Baohua's advisor.

Price is negotiable, as long as you come, nationality is not a restriction.

Morgan then assigned Xing Baohua three brokerage consultants of different nationalities.

After playing for three days, Xing Baohua finally met the three advisors.

One was from the Great Eagle Country named Halford; another was from West Germany named Bitthof; and the last one came from the Noodle Country named Vickers.

Xing Baohua shook hands with the three men and they got to know each other.

This guy didn't reveal his true identity directly, only saying that he was entrusted to build a modern training base for his hometown in eastern Shandong.

He needs modern facilities and a coaching staff with advanced teaching philosophies to train the future team.

Their task was to help Xing Baohua compile a list of youth training programs at the clubs they were visiting. Based on the actual situation and data, they would comprehensively assess which individuals were suitable for collaboration.

So, Xing Baohua, who knew nothing about football, continued to travel with his girlfriend, leaving professional matters to the professionals.

As for watching Bayern Munich's matches and training sessions, Xing Baohua wouldn't understand them anyway. He might as well wait for the professionals to finish their assessments before he goes to take a look.

Training equipment, these are easy to customize.

The key is the selection of the coaching staff.

What a pity! Xing Baohua doesn't know if the domestic league allows foreign coaches; otherwise, he could have assigned a foreign coaching team to the Shandong team as well.

Hmm, won't doing this cause public outrage?

Forget it, let's start with youth training. Even with a good coaching staff, Shandong Luneng's first team will probably be a waste of potential.

Even the best coach can't help if the players' skills aren't up to par.

The three football agents compiled a list and showed it to Xing Baohua. They all seemed to favor Ajax, with Johan Cruyff being the most crucial player.

This person has profound insights into youth training.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Even if Xing Baohua doesn't know much about football, he still knows a few star players.

Pelé, Maradona, the Three Musketeers, the Golden Bomber. And there's the Son of the Wind, Batistuta, Stuttgart, and the Melancholy Prince Baggio.

Xing Baohua knew even more about Cruyff, not just his name, but also one of his turns and some football theories.

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