"The tires of the car at home were broken and broke down halfway and didn't catch the flight." Lao Mata said in a little depressed manner.

"This is such a bad experience." Fang Jue nodded and said.

Old Mata looked at the other party, and saw that Fang Jue showed a happy expression, and said angrily, "Sir, you seem to be very happy."

"That's right." Fang Jue was very frank. He spread his hands and said with a smile. "From a moral point of view, I should indeed express sympathy and regret, but I'm sorry, thinking that you couldn't sign Valencia today because of this incident, I really couldn't help cheering..." Fang Jue deliberately made an exaggerated expression, "This means I have another chance to convince you. In my opinion, this accident may be God who is helping me."

Although Lao Mata was a little unhappy when he heard Fang Jue's words, he was amused and laughed in the end.

The other party was so honest and outspoken, but instead won the recognition and appreciation of Lao Mata: this is a very honest gentleman.

This reminded him of Flores's attitude on the phone just now. Old Mata also sighed, and his whole body was in a bad mood.

The reason for the bad mood is not only because of the failure to catch up with the flight and delaying the signing, but also because of the attitude of Valencia coach Kike Flores. In addition, if he heard it correctly, there seemed to be an argument on the other end of the phone, and the argument was that both sides were Valencia coach Flores and the club's sports director Caboni...

This unintentional "discovery" also made Lao Mata truly feel the chaos of the high-level struggle in Valencia that Fang Jue mentioned before.

As the Ibiza head coach said, if Flores failed in the power struggle with Caboni and was fired, what would the future of the Mata, which Flores introduced as a first-hand man, be in Valencia? Will the new coach appreciate Mata?

Although he was not sure about Lao Mata's inner turmoil at this time, seeing that the other party was in a bad mood, Fang Jue kindly sent an invitation, "Let's have a cup of coffee together, I'll treat you."

...

"A cup of latte." Fang Jue said, turning his head and asking Old Mata, "Mr. Mata, where are you?"

"Same." Old Mata said casually. He was not in the mood to enjoy coffee now.

"Mr. Mata, what do you want?" Fang Jue blinked at Mata and asked with a smile.

"A cup of mellow coffee." Lao Mata took notice for his son.

Fang Jue noticed that Little Mata was frowning, and his expression became serious and serious. He looked at Old Mata and said, "Mr. Mata, I want to be frank, I think you should ask Little Juan what he likes to drink instead of making a point for him directly."

Looking at Old Mata's surprised look, Fang Jue said seriously, "He is already nineteen years old and has his own ideas and hobbies. As long as he does not violate the law, does not violate morality, and does not violate the living standards of professional players, then he should have the right to choose his own."

I was in a bad mood and was taught a lesson by Fang Jue pointing at the nose. Old Mata was angry. How can I teach my children? I still need you to take care of it.

Old Mata stared at Fang Jue with his eyes, and Fang Jue looked at each other with a serious expression without any hesitation.

"Sir, an independent and self-reliant personality is very important to his future life, both on the court and in life." Fang Jue said that, ignoring the father, but looking at the son, "Little Juan, what do you want?"

"Iced coffee, no sugar." Xiao Mata first glanced at her father, then at Fang Jue, and said loudly when she saw Fang Jue's encouraging eyes.

"Very good." Fang Jue nodded to the waiter, "Give another latte, and then give this gentleman a glass of iced coffee without sugar."

"Okay, wait."

Seeing the excited light flashing in his son's eyes, Old Mata was a little silent, and then the other party said, "Maybe, you are right. In fact, I usually take care of his feelings."

...

"I understand." Fang Jue smiled and said, "Just like my father, he will make some choices for me. He did that because he loved me, he thought he was right. Although I don't like it very much, he would resist, but I know that he loves me, we will always try to communicate and find a way that both parties can understand each other."

Fang Jue smiled, as if he was thinking of the rattan in the yard of his home.

"Coach Fang, I have a question." Lao Mata asked.

"Please say it." Fang Jue nodded.

"What would you do if your player made an appointment with you for a meeting but broke the appointment for some reason?" Lao Mata asked.

"I'll be angry." Fang Jue replied without hesitation, "Abide by time is the basic quality of a person's ability to succeed."

Sure enough, Old Mata's brows frowned even tighter.

"However, I won't get angry directly and roughly." Fang Jue said, "I will ask clearly why he broke the appointment, was it his own reason, or an irresistible accident. If it was the former, I will criticize him severely. If it was the latter, I will be glad that my players were not affected or hurt by accident, and then make an appointment with him for the next meeting."

"That's it?" Old Mata asked in surprise, "Will you not criticize?"

"Of course I will criticize." Fang Jue said with a smile, "I will criticize when meeting, or increase the amount during training to let him reflect on it. Although it is a reason for the matter, breaking the appointment is to break the appointment, which is a fact."

"Then why didn't you criticize it at that time?" Old Mata asked strangely. He didn't even notice it himself. His mood seemed to have improved a lot, and the other party felt that his attitude had improved a lot. He didn't notice it even more. Although he asked the question, the dominance of the topic was already there.

...

"At that time, he was already guilty of breaking the appointment, and there might be other factors that trouble him. I can't put psychological pressure on my players at that time." Fang Jue winked at the same time, "And when he met, he thought the matter was just over, and I would criticize him again, which would impress him even more."

As he said that, Fang Jue faced Xiao Mata and asked with a smile, "Little Juan, what would you think if you encounter this situation?"

"I might think, my God, the coach still remembers it. It's so unlucky. I will definitely not dare to break the appointment next time." Little Mata also cooperated with an exaggerated tone.

"Look." Fang Jue shrugged at Old Mata, "The effect is very good."

Old Mata nodded. He recalled Flores' attitude on the phone and couldn't help but sigh.

With this comparison, the difference between coaches and coaches’ behaviors emerges.

Compared with Flores' rough attitude, the Ibiza head coach's handling is obviously better. First, he suppressed his anger at the first time, then asked the reason, and first considered the safety and psychological influence of his players, and would not get angry roughly. This is a kind of respect and love. Finally, this is not the kind of blind tolerance. He will stick to principles and criticize, but the means are more smooth and the effect is better. Obviously, players will respect and like such a coach, rather than simply being afraid.

The same coach is also the head coach of the La Liga giants, but why is the difference between being a human being and doing things so big?

...

Fang Jue raised his wrist and looked at the time, "No more time to waste, this way, I will stay in Madrid until tomorrow morning, and then leave after receiving a friend. Before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, if you change your mind and don't go to Valencia, you can call me directly."

"Okay, Coach Fang, I will think seriously." Old Mata said.

He did not notice the trap in the other party's words. Fang Jue said that if he didn't go to Valencia, he would call him. This was already giving the father and son a continuous psychological hint. Even if he didn't go to Valencia, he would not think about or consider other teams. Hurry up and contact me.

Fang Jue also took the initiative to say goodbye and leave first, but he did not forget to pay the bill before leaving, and then waved to Xiaomata, "Goodbye, Xiaomata, drink less iced coffee, pay attention to protecting the stomach and intestines."

"Thank you, coach, I understand." Little Mata said quickly.

Tsk, Fang Jue immediately left with a smile. He was very happy to hear the 'coach'.

...

Back home.

The father and son threw the trolley box aside.

"Son, what did you think?" Lao Mata asked his son.

"Dad, I..." Little Mata glanced at his dad, wanted to say something, but hesitated a little.

"Son, I will respect your personal opinions as much as possible," said Old Mata. "Coach Fang is right. You are already an adult. You have your own considerations and career plans. I will try my best to respect you unless I realize that your ideas are very wrong, otherwise I will not interfere."

"Dad, I want to go to Ibiza." Juan Mata said with a serious expression.

"Why?" asked Lao Mata.

"Because I can feel that Coach Fang really appreciates me." said Mata, "and he respects me very much. He doesn't act like other coaches, so he naturally thinks I should listen to and do what I should do."

"You keep talking."

"I think Coach Fang is right. I should be more independent and independent. I am indeed a little introverted now, and I am not enough on the court... Well..."

"Deterrence?" said Lao Mata.

"That's right, that's it. I want them to be afraid of me." Little Mata said happily.

"Thank you, son, thank you for being willing to open your heart to tell me this." Old Mata patted his son on the shoulder, "I'll think about it again, I'll think about it seriously."

...

During dinner, Old Mata's phone rang, and it was Mrs. Mata's call.

Old Mata took his cell phone and answered, and Little Mata tiptoed over and eavesdropped. He heard his father say to his mother, "Dear, maybe we won't go to Valencia anymore. Are you interested in experiencing the scenery of the beautiful island?"

"Oh yeah!" Little Mata jumped up and cheered, and then when he saw his father looking over, he touched his head with a little embarrassed look.

"What's wrong? What's the sound?" asked Mrs. Mata.

"Nothing." Old Mata said with a smile, "Your son tells me that he has grown up and is already an adult."

"Ha, is our son in love? How old is the girl? Are you together?" asked the mother in surprise.

"Son, did you hear it? Your mother asked you?" Old Mata asked with a smile.

"Uh, her name is Anlina, she is five years older than me." Juan Mata said, chuckling, feeling a little embarrassed, and trying her best to keep calm.
Chapter completed!