The strongest blade in football

Chapter 56
Wang Nuo is not a fool. At this point in the conversation, he can already feel that there is something in Yoksimovich's words.

"Not yet, I just left the youth team not long ago."

"Then you should think about it, young man," said Yoksimovich.

"The agent is the right-hand man of the player, and a good agent can help the player achieve greater commercial value."

"The villa doesn't look bad, does it? I brought Dalma from Mons to Liege last summer, and within a year he bought it with his own money."

"In addition, Dalma also gave his wife a Porsche, which he could not do in the past few years."

Dalma kept nodding on the sidelines, as if to prove what he said was true.

At this time, Yovanovic also followed suit.

"Man, you've only been at the club for over a week and you've surprised everyone on the pitch."

"You're a talent, the goals are going to keep coming, you're going to be the star everyone is talking about before long, now is the time to think about finding a suitable agent for yourself."

"Dejan is a great guy, I know him best! He has connections with many giant clubs and has all kinds of network resources that you can't imagine. He will help you."

"Also, with all due respect, Dejan is a person of status, and he would not casually cooperate with a strange player, but we are old friends, and he has to trust my vision."

"You have unlimited potential, and he will help you realize your potential and pave your career path. You can achieve each other. What a great thing."

"You will be the new Ronaldo and the new Mendes!"

After speaking, Yovanovich looked at the two expectantly.

Yoksimovich pursed his lips slightly, but did not immediately agree, as if he was considering this proposal.

Wang Nuo felt that everything happened too suddenly.

He didn't expect to have a meal with his teammates, and he would find an agent.

Joksimovic seems to be a very good agent, and he is very grateful to Jovanovic for his kindness.

But before that, he had promised Witte Ante to concentrate on playing football first.

He trusts Coach Vetteante and is more willing to accept his future recommendations.

"Well, who told you to be Milan, we have known each other for so many years, I believe in your vision."

Yoksimovich hesitated for a while, and chose to accept the proposal.

Now, Wang Nuo is missing.

The eyes of the three people all shifted to Wang Nuo.

Wang Nuo felt their expectant eyes, and for a moment, he almost agreed.

But Wang Nuo is not a person who compromises casually. In the end, the last trace of reason in his heart prevailed.

"I am very grateful for this opportunity to meet such an excellent gentleman as you." Wang Nuo expressed his gratitude to Yoksimovich, and continued, "But it was too sudden for me."

"I need to go back and think about it carefully and seek the opinions of my family and friends. This is a big matter. I don't want to make a rash decision. My prudence is also my respect for you."

Wang Nuo said to Joksimovich, "Please give me a day to make a decision."

The dining table suddenly fell silent.

After talking about his thoughts, Wang Nuo originally thought that the atmosphere would become awkward, but unexpectedly, Yoksimovich just shrugged indifferently, and then took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket.

"It's okay, don't be in a hurry, I will stay in Belgium for the next week."

Yoksimovic wrote a string of numbers on the paper and handed it to Wang Nuo, "This is my contact information, just call me after you think about it."

Wang Nuo took the note and let out a sigh of relief.

It is always uncomfortable to reject others.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, have you all eaten? If everyone is full, let's start the real theme of the evening!"

Dalma clapped his hands, looking a little excited.

"Come with me, I'll show you the treasure I just found!" Dalma snapped his fingers.

The atmosphere became relaxed again, and the three of Wang Nuo followed Dalma through the spacious living room and came to a large room.

The lights came on, and four chairs were placed in the middle of the room, something that Wang Nuo never expected.

"Dangdangdangdang~" Dalma turned his palms up and made an exaggerated gesture of display, "The treasure from the East, Wang, you should know it, right?"

Of course Wang Nuo knew it!

As a native of Chengdu, he knew what it was when he was three years old!
What are you kidding, how could they be interested in this?Wang Nuo's brain almost crashed on the spot.

Wang Nuo pointed to the automatic mahjong machine in front of him and couldn't help laughing, "Is this the mysterious project for the party tonight?"

……

I have to say that playing mahjong with a Frenchman, two Serbians, and a Chinese is pretty cool.

Wang Nuo successfully won [-] Euros in the next two hours.

There is no way, the blood is suppressed.

At 10:30 in the evening, Yovanovich sent Wang Nuo home and reminded him before leaving.

"Wang, don't forget about the agent, think about it carefully, I hope you can cooperate with De Yang."

Wang Nuo nodded, he couldn't figure out why Yovanovitch was so concerned about this matter.

After watching the mini's taillight disappear into the corner of the street, Wang Nuocai took out the key and opened the door.

The lights in the room were on, and huge packing cardboard boxes and plastic foam were scattered on the ground. I hurriedly dismantled the rowing machine in the afternoon, but I still haven't tidied it up.

I stayed at Dalma's house for a long time just now, and the spacious and beautiful new residence suddenly paled in comparison.

Not to mention anything else, Wang Nuo likes Damar's private gym very much, there are many good things in it.

While putting down the rowing machine leaning against the wall, Wang Nuo thought in his heart that when he became really rich in the future, he would also have his own private gym.

In this way, you can train freely anytime, anywhere.

Just as Wang Nuo was thinking about the future, the Nokia 6700C stuffed in his butt pocket rang.

Taking out the phone, an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Who could it be? Wang Nuo pressed the connect button.

"Hello, who is it?"

"It's me, De Sutter, we met when we signed."

Wang Nuo didn't react for a moment, until he remembered the strange smell of sandalwood and the cold palm.

De Sutter is the sports director of Standard Liege Club, and Wang Nuo finally realized it.

How did he have my phone number?Wang Nuo muttered to himself.

"Hi, what can I do for you so late?" Wang Nuo put down his work and walked to the window.

Desutter's voice sounded unhappy on the phone.

"Let me guess, you're at a party with Dalma and Yovanovic, right?"

Wang Nuo's heart skipped a beat. He was startled at first, and then asked in confusion, "I'm already home, Mr. De Sartre, how do you know where I went?"

"That's not important, let me guess again, you should have met someone today, Dejan Yoksimovich, right?"

De Sutter's voice was so loud that Wang Nuo's ears were numb even on the phone.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Wang Nuo became more and more confused about what De Sutter was trying to do with the call.

It was quiet in the receiver, like the calm before the storm.

"Son, that's a bastard! A dishonest vampire! You'd better stay away from him!"

De Sutter yelled on the phone.

(End of this chapter)