King's Landing Nottingham

Chapter 877 Working for Notts County for 50 years

Chapter 0877 Working for Notts County for 50 Years
"Well, perfect..."

Marota took a nap comfortably, and then ran to the Wangjianglou store of Magpie Restaurant to open a small kitchen, and then went to find Wei Xun contentedly.

When the man is full of wine and food and picks his teeth, it is time for the man to rise up.

Originally, the Notts County Club was on holiday. It was a little late at this time, so it was no big deal.

Drinking tea, blowing water, and eating melon seeds, the third child, the people are still the same people, and the others don't even have the opportunity to sell peanuts, drinks, and mineral water in the front row.

As for the rumors released by the reporters on the market, that Wei Xun has gone to a certain Nordic country and is negotiating the transfer of players, that is obviously nonsense.

Our Notts County club has a strong army and strong players in the three lines. Can you see what other players we need to buy?
Except for superstars and young players, we don't even consider others. Notts County's first team has a bunch of players in their prime.

As for the Notts County club player supermarket, some people believe such nonsense!
Fake squid!
Since entering English football, we have always been the only ones who poach others. How can others poach our Magpie players?

"Zoom up the shit, except for Jorge, aren't everyone else squatting at the base?"

After the Italian cursed this sentence, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have slipped his mouth.

"Well……"

Giuseppe Marotta looked around and found that there was no one within a kilometer radius, so he burped comfortably:
"belch……"

Jorge Mendes is the transfer director of the Notts County club, and he has two brokerage companies of Magpie Sports in his hands. As long as the Portuguese thinks about it, there is nothing he doesn't know about world football.

He is not based in Notts County, not even in Nottingham or in the UK, other than negotiating player transfers, there is really nothing else to do.

No wonder the British media released similar news. They found Jorge Mendes' boarding information from London International Airport.

The Portuguese did buy a ticket from London to Munich, so fans of Bayern Munich and Munich [-] climbed the tree together.

A transfer drama involving the Notts County club and some German internationals has officially begun.

Yes, some, not some...

……

"Oh, Giuseppe really can eat. A few hours ago, I saw him go to Wangjianglou, Magpie Restaurant, and he hasn't come back yet..."

"The old horse's current weight has risen in a straight line. If you throw him with a few strong men and put on the same clothes, you won't be able to tell the difference just by looking at his back."

When Marotta came to the small conference room, Paratiche, Zhao Tai, Klopp and others were eating melon seeds, Wei Xun was lying on the boss chair and taking a nap, no one was doing serious business anyway .

Paratici and Zhao Tai were using English, which they were not very proficient in, to learn about their skills. Thanks to Marotta's English is not so fluent, otherwise it would be really difficult to understand.

"You guys, I heard you talking bad about me from all the way. Why don't I just have a meal and take a walk, my stomach is so fat, if I don't sit for a long time, I won't be able to achieve my work in Vinnotts County 50 Goal for the year!"

Marotta is an excellent orator, and he rubbed his round stomach as he said this.

Of course, before Lao Ma said these words, he shook his head deliberately, as if everyone in this small meeting room had a terminal illness and could not be saved.

"Old Ma, last month, your weight was much lighter than now. Georgia didn't say it all. From now on, you will definitely be a patient with three highs..."

"Yeah, it's really big, there's nothing to say, you can't eat any more..."

Zhao Tai couldn't help joking, but his hand restlessly pointed to a plate of melon seeds in front of Wei Xun.

Of course, what the Italian said just now, if you work for the Notts County Club for another 50 years, everyone here is right to be a joke.

How old are you now, Ma?
How old will you be in 50 years?
Can we stop joking...

Wei Xun has a habit when eating melon seeds. He likes to peel off all the melon seeds, put them together, and then eat them by the handful.

Only by eating like this can he feel satisfied.

You let him buy the peeled vacuum-packed ones, and he is still not happy. He puts it in a good name, this is the fragrance cultivated by his own labor, and that stuff can't replace it.

Someone seemed to be sleeping soundly at the moment, but Marotta was still very careful. He tried several times on the melon seed plate with his hand, but no one responded, so he boldly lowered his hand.

One handful was not enough, so there was a second and a third handful, and others followed suit, sweeping up the plate of melon seeds wrapped by Wei Xun.

By the time they woke Wei Xun up, the melon seeds on the plate had long since disappeared, and several of them held back their laughter, but Wei Xun seemed to be unable to remember anything.

"Cough cough cough..."

"That, this, Wei Zi, let's hurry up and talk about things. Just after the season ended, Jamie Vardy was offered by other clubs, and we didn't get any benefits from the media..."

"Oh, okay, let's hurry up, I'm a little sleepy."

Wei Xun rubbed his sleepy eyes, and didn't mention melon seeds at all, as if eating melon seeds never happened.

Giuseppe Marotta wanted to speak, but was preempted by Zhao Tai, and poured bitter water in front of everyone.

Brother, you are the purse of our club, these things are not within your business scope, right?

Didn't I just eat an extra handful of melon seeds?

You've said everything I wanted to say, what shall I say next?

In fact, Zhao Tai didn't think about it at all, he just saw that Marotta's mouth was still bulging, and he was afraid that when he spoke, he would reveal the residue of melon seeds, so that they would reveal their secrets.

Hey, that's right!

Zhao Tai noticed that Giuseppe Marotta was giving him winks here, and he understood it instantly, and gave the Italian a thumbs up under the table.

In fact, no matter where, Giuseppe Marotta just hoped that Zhao Tai would shut up and talk less.

There was a wrong move, anyway, this matter, it finally met the old horse's expectations.

"Wei, I won't repeat what Lao Zhao said just now. There are not one or two players that our club wants to leave. Those who are on loan must also be considered. The failure to win the Champions League this season has a great impact on everyone. .”

When he said the last sentence, Marotta felt that his tone was not so strong, and he didn't even dare to look Klopp in the eyes.

The reason, I don't know if he ate Wei Xun's melon seeds because of a guilty conscience, or because he didn't want to slap Klopp in the face?

Everyone here has noticed this, and they all cast a glance at the Germans. Unexpectedly, Uncle Zha didn't care, and directly took the "crime".

Anyway, a lot of scapegoats have already been blamed, and it's okay to add another one.

………………Dividing line………………

(End of this chapter)