Football: God-level midfielder, Messi begs me for naturalization - Chapter 30
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Football: God-level midfielder, Messi begs me for naturalization - Chapter 309:30 in the morning.
The River Plate Club welcomed an uninvited guest.
A small, fat man with an exaggerated belly.
The short fat man slowly moved his steps and walked into the office building.
He is the agent that The European giants hate the most - "Vampire" Mino Rayola.
All these years.
He's tossing the pack in the transfer market.
Operated many blockbuster transfers that shocked the world!
It is the most influential presence among football sports agents.
Its signed players are superstars such as Nedved, Ibrahimovic and Balotelli!
The little assistant next to him asked, "Boss, the boy in River Plate is only 16 years old, and his dominance is not as obvious as Balotelli!"' "
The short fat man frowned and said disapprovingly:
"He's a backward midfielder! The most scarce type in the world! "
"Besides, there is a huge Yanguo market behind him!"
The little assistant quickly corrected: "He is of Argentine Chinese descent and has nothing to do with the Yanguo market, because of a violent incident, he was expelled from the Yanguo national team, and the fans on the Yanguo network did not like him." "
Mino Raioola laughed and said, "I never trusted public opinion on the Internet! That's just a representation of a handful of Yanguo fans! Maybe there are many water troops mixed in, and he has pure Yanguo blood on him... With the future performance in Europe, online public opinion will become different! "
"I'm going to take the sky-high price of advertising endorsements for him!"
"I'm going to build a business empire for him!"
"I want him to set a transfer fee record that will go down in the annals of football!"
"I can also operate him to play for other national teams! Pick up the Hercules Cup! "
The short fat man danced with excitement.
Bang!
But I found myself as if I had hit a wall.
"Damn... Oh! Mr. Skeley! Your old friend, Mino Rao, has come to visit you! "
When the short fat man saw the tall man in front of him, he immediately smiled flatteringly.
He is proficient in many Chinese and fluent in Spanish.
Skeley condescended and puzzled: "What advertising endorsement?" What business empire? "
The height difference between the two is very large.
The Director of Sport of River Plate did not mean to invite the other person into the office for tea.
The tone was full of ridicule.
Mino Raiora immediately repeated the meaning.
Skeley's expression was subtle: "Are you trying to become Zhu Tian's agent?" "
The short fat man said confidently:
"Yes! I'll say hello to you first! I'll talk to him in person soon! I will not treat River Plate badly! "
"I'm sure Zhu Tian won't reject me, Skeley, my old friend, and you'll definitely cooperate with me!"
This sentence is full of threats.
Some of Mino Rayola's stars have repeatedly chosen to strike for money, listening to his instigation and competing with the original club.
Sclee laughed, as if he had heard one of the funniest jokes.
The short fat man and the little assistant also laughed awkwardly.
Suddenly.
Scley leaned over Mino Rayola's ear and said a word.
The short fat man's old face turned red.
Embarrassed: "Sorry to bother! "
He immediately turned and pulled the little assistant away quickly.
...
Wait for the two to walk out of the building.
The little assistant asked incomprehensibly: "Boss, why?" In Europe, no one dares to despise you so much! "
Mino Raiora sighed:
"This is the riverbed..."
"It's so embarrassing, what a business empire, what sky-high endorsements, what transfer fee records, I'm like a clown!"
The little assistant wondered, "Why?" "
The short fat man scratched his head: "Zhu Tian's background is very unusual, he doesn't need an agent at all, he already has the most professional legal team in Europe, only for him alone." "
The little assistant was confused: "Then he also wants to make money!" Advertising endorsements and transfer fees..."
The short fat man waved his hand and interrupted, "Let's stop hitting Zhu Tian's idea." "
"For some people, what business empire, what sky-high endorsement, is a joke."
"Zhu Tian will not be at the mercy of any agent or held back by any club."
"He doesn't need these things."
"If he can't play famous in Europe, he will go home and inherit..."
.....
At this time.
Yanguo is hosting a major annual football event.
Vivian Cup!
Representing Yanguo is: national youth team!
The Football Association has invited many youth teams all over the world!
Unveiling ceremony.
National football team leader - Wu Dabao, generous statement.
"We want to create the largest, highest-level brand event in Yanguo, with the highest reputation in the world!"
"To this end, we have invited the best youth teams in the world to participate in this cup!"
Live room.
Netizens spoke one after another.
- [The opener is about to start!] Come on! 】
-【The opponent of the national youth is Mozhmilin U18!】 】
- [Is it Samba's team?] 】
- [Yes! Mozhmilin, with a population of only 20,000! It's almost like our township! 】
-【Great!】 Cheers to the national youth team! Wu Xiaofan come on! Blow up South American teams! 】
-【Zhu Tian can crush the samba giants in the South American Champions Cup, not to mention our national youth! 】
-[Conservative estimate, Yan Guoqing at least 5-0 hit the opposite side!] 】
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