Chapter 2264 - 579: Master Huang Takes Command

Chapter 2264: Chapter 579: Master Huang Takes Command

"Sorry, I didn’t expect boxing players to be here. Could you tell me where the Netherlands men’s football team’s locker room is?"

Huang Kaiwen asked in a sarcastic tone.

Robben and the two others immediately stopped and stood there awkwardly.

Huntelaar waved and shouted: "Hey, Kevin."

"Wesley, could you please ask Mr. Van Marwijk to come over?"

Huang Kaiwen turned and asked.

"I have no objection."

Sneijder whistled as he left.

He seemed to be in quite a good mood.

This situation could be handled by Huang Kaiwen, but he remembered one thing: he was not the Dutch team’s head coach.

No matter the time, a deputy shouldn’t make major decisions over a superior, because whether you handle it well or not, it’s wrong.

Afraid someone might see, Huang Kaiwen closed the locker room door.

He stood with arms crossed at the door, tapping the wall with his heel.

Even van Persie, who got beaten, didn’t say anything at this moment.

After all, Huang Kaiwen still held considerable weight in the football world.

In a way, the pressure he exerted on them far exceeded that of Van Marwijk.

Admiring the strong is human nature.

Upon hearing the knock on the door, Huang Kaiwen opened it to see Van Marwijk and Van Bommel, and he immediately made way.

"What’s going on, Kevin?"

Van Marwijk asked.

"I don’t know. When I arrived, I saw Wesley standing at the door. Once I pushed open the door, I saw Dek, Aryang, and Kras Yang hitting Robin."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Van Marwijk frowned.

The internal conflict was coming earlier than he expected.

"Alright, leave it to me to handle."

Van Marwijk said.

Huang Kaiwen nodded, pulling Van Bommel along as they walked away.

Van Bommel somewhat reluctantly followed and left.

The two found a place nearby to sit.

Van Bommel directly said: "I don’t think he can settle those kids."

"You think you can?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

Van Bommel’s expression turned somewhat unpleasant as he said: "I can’t either. They look down on players with bad skills, including me."

"Things with the Dutch team really are complicated."

Huang Kaiwen sighed and said: "At least try not to cause trouble."

"I was quite young at that time."

Van Bommel explained.

"And now you just like Surinamese people?"

Huang Kaiwen retorted.

Van Bommel chose to remain silent.

Huang Kaiwen already knew the answer.

He patted Van Bommel’s shoulder, got up, and walked toward the training ground.

He guessed that this matter wasn’t over yet.

Waiting for the moment when Van Marwijk couldn’t handle it, he’d come back to clean up the mess.

Huang Kaiwen wasn’t very confident about whether he could restore peace in the Dutch locker room.

Almost an hour passed.

Van Marwijk finally returned to the training ground with a few players.

Van Persie’s facial injuries had been treated, but it was clear he had been beaten.

Those bastards aimed specifically for the face when they struck.

Van Marwijk waved at Huang Kaiwen.

After walking up to him, he introduced: "Kevin, you should all know. For the next period, he will be the team leader of the national team and a member of the coaching staff. I hope everyone can cooperate well."

The applause was substantial.

The Dutch players gave Huang the Yellow Ball King due respect.

After all, quite a few were former teammates of the Yellow Ball King.

Even if not former teammates, playing for Milan is a considerable temptation.

Just look at van Persie, who becomes so formidable once in the national team, all because he’s won many championships.

"Thank you, everyone. In the future, I hope we can achieve good results together."

Huang Kaiwen said simply, clapping along.

"Alright, let’s start training."

Van Marwijk said, waving his hand.

"How did it go?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

He was still curious about the outcome.

"Not great." Van Marwijk sighed, saying: "It’s almost impossible to resolve. They are all key players, and the more difficult part is if news of this internal conflict gets out now, the team will surely be affected."

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

That really is the case.

The world’s media is watching.

A scandal is the trump card to boost sales.

Besides, there really can’t be a major tournament without a scandal.

Just look at the European Cup this time, the issue with Ukraine and Poland buying tickets to eliminate Italy, the Italians are still grudging.

The Italian media is eager to stir things up.

They might give Huang the Yellow Ball King some face, but the UK media is different.

They won’t even spare their own country.

"Suppress the news?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

He wanted to know Van Marwijk’s decision.

"Yes, even if it can’t be hidden, it can’t be the first to be exposed."

Van Marwijk’s thinking was simple.

Even if it is to be exposed, it shouldn’t attract the initial heat.

"Why did they start fighting?"

Huang Kaiwen curiously asked.

"Nothing much, just everyday locker room talk."

Van Marwijk sighed, saying: "Robin mocked a few people, they exchanged words, and it turned into a fight."

"Alright, that’s about right."

Huang Kaiwen said.

After lunch.

News about van Persie’s injury started appearing on some newspaper websites.

No way around it.

The Netherlands itself is a hot topic, with high news value.

Especially with Huang Kaiwen joining the coaching staff.

The Netherlands team is now the most watched team.

Although some areas were sealed off by security, the British still used drones to capture images of van Persie’s injury.

After training was over.

Huang Kaiwen was forced to attend a press conference with Van Marwijk.

A lot of reporters had already gathered below, even rivaling the UEFA Champions League finals in terms of numbers.

So many people gathering together, even with whispering discussions, the temperature in the venue rose considerably.

As Huang Kaiwen and Van Marwijk sat down together.