big mouth ball king

Chapter 367 Negotiations
The corridors are full of photos, Didier Deschamps, Mark Hughes, Dennis Wise, George Weah.

Tang Zhenglong doesn't know many stars at all.

At the end, Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, a huge picture of Abu.

Peter Kenyon said with a smile: "Of course, none of the previous heroes can compare to this great hero. He is the one who changed Chelsea."

Tang Zhenglong and Raiola looked at each other, and there really was someone more shameless than himself.

Came to Peter Kenyon's office, the negotiations officially started.

Of course, it is definitely not talking from scratch, but finalizing some details.

The annual salary after tax is 200 million pounds, which Raiola insisted on not letting go, and Peter Kenyon also accepted it.

But on the issue of portrait rights, the two sides have serious differences.

What Tang Zhenglong meant was that the portrait right must be in his own hands and has nothing to do with the club, but Peter Kenyon believes that Tang Zhenglong's portrait right should belong to the club.

200 million pounds a year and my portrait right?What a beauty!
The two sides were at a stalemate, and Peter Kenyon stood up and poured two cups of coffee, which were given to Tang Zhenglong and Mino Raiola respectively.

"Don, the club is a whole. We can't make an exception for you alone. Even Ballack has to hand over the portrait rights."

"Has Ballack been top scorer in the UEFA Cup?"

"What about Drogba? Chelsea also owns half of his portrait rights. If we make an exception for you, everyone will come to me to renegotiate the contract. Do you think I will let this happen?"

Just then Raiola's cell phone rang.

"Excuse me, I'll take a call."

"Who?"

"Arsene (Wenger), haha, later, we are still at the airport, I will find you later, wait for me for an hour."

Peter Kenyon's green-faced, fat man playing with me.

But Peter Kenyon usually deals with the most thieves in Europe, and he is not a vegetarian.

So Peter Kenyon said with a smile: "Mino, don't pretend, my office blocks the mobile phone signal."

dumbfounded.

Tang Zhenglong and Raiola were completely dumbfounded.

Tang Zhenglong picked up the phone and checked, but there was no signal.

"What a thief!!"

Raiola was super embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "Peter, I admit that the call just now was fake, but the thing is true. Arsenal did contact me. If we can't reach an agreement here, then we will go to Arsenal to continue talking. I think the French will be happy to meet Tang Zhenglong's request."

Peter Kenyon admitted that it is not only the Chelsea family who are eyeing Tang Zhenglong, not to mention the Premier League, even in London, at least Arsenal and Tottenham are capable of meeting all Tang Zhenglong's requirements.

Seeing that the other party was stunned, Raiola and Tang Zhenglong immediately pulled them up, so what if there is no signal!I still need a signal to make a call? ?

"Well, thank you for the coffee, Don, and let's go."

"OK."

Peter Kenyon stood up, "Half portrait rights, this is my bottom line, otherwise you can go."

Raiola is a master negotiator. He knows that this is indeed Peter Kenyon's bottom line, and he can't force people too much.

"Okay, half of the portrait rights."

Signed for 4 years, liquidated damages of 6000 million pounds.

Raiola and Tang Zhenglong have no objection to this point.

Peter Kenyon said, "Now let's talk about labor certification."

"My Tang has no problem with this. The Asian Cup will start soon. As long as he leads the Chinese team to win the Asian Cup, then all problems will be solved."

Peter Kenyon was dumbfounded.

"Is the Asian Cup your girlfriend? If you say you bring it home, you will bring it home?"

Peter Kenyon laughed dryly: "If that's the case, of course it's the best, but as far as I know, the strength of the Chinese team is mediocre, so we must have a second plan."

"plan B?"

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "I didn't expect Chelsea to use the talent clause quota for me, it's too polite!"

"Yeah, I thought the club would give the talent clause to other players instead of Tang Zhenglong. It seems that I was thinking too much." Raiola laughed.

Peter Kenyon's face darkened, "You two are thinking too much, Jose is not going to use the genius clause for Tang Zhenglong."

……

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"Okay, so what's the second option?"

"If Tang Zhenglong can't get a labor permit, then go to Moscow to play football first. Our boss also owns a club in Russia - CSKA Moscow."

Tang Zhenglong was shocked, "Let's go, don't pretend to call this time, there is no need to talk, I came to Russia from Germany!! Why don't you just rent me to an African team!!"

"Don, CSKA is a team that can play in the Champions League."

"I don't care, I won't go to Russia, that place is very poor and poor."

"Our boss is Russian, can you say that?"

Raiola pressed Tang Zhenglong's prehistoric power, "Don't get excited, young man, Russian girls are very beautiful."

"..."

"Really?"

Tang Zhenglong calmed down.

"Russian women are famous."

"You didn't tell me sooner."

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Peter Kenyon coughed a few times when he saw that the conversation between the two of them was seriously off topic.

Tang Zhenglong folded his hands on his chest, looking unhappy, "Well, I can accept going to Russia for half a year, even if it helps Russians improve their football level."

Peter Kenyon froze, aren't you for the Russian girls?He found that Tang Zhenglong had a thicker skin than Raiola.

Peter Kenyon laughed dryly, "That's fine."

"Of course, we hope this doesn't happen and Don gets his labor certification."

"If Tang participates in the Asian Cup and successfully obtains the Premier League labor permit, then we will rent Tang to Everton for half a season."

This is reasonable. Everton is considered a mid-level team in the Premier League. Tang Zhenglong can get better training and quickly integrate into the Premier League by playing there.

"Then who will give me my salary for the past six months?"

"You don't need to worry about this. The club will negotiate with Everton. Of course, we will bear most of it."

Tang Zhenglong nodded, anyway, as long as he doesn't suffer.

"Tang, let me remind you that our boss is a very proud and arrogant person, so please don't talk nonsense."

"Talking nonsense? How is it possible? My mouth is tight."

"..."

Peter Kenyon remembered what Tang Zhenglong said just now, and he was a little worried. If this guy hurt Abu in public, it would be no joke.

After leaving Chelsea, Tang Zhenglong and Raiola were going to find a better restaurant to have a meal.

"Tang, are you confident to lead the Chinese team to win the Asian Cup? Otherwise, you have to go to Moscow to play football."

"How do I know, it's my first time joining the national team."

"Okay, how about I go to Moscow and find you a good house."

Tang Zhenglong nodded, "By the way, about the girl..."

"Let's talk about that after you've decided to go to Moscow."

(End of this chapter)