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Chapter 255 Another one!
"It's not that they want to raise the price, but they really don't want to sell!"

Ferguson took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and put the documents on the table.

With a look of disbelief on his face, Campos exclaimed: "Don't want to sell? This...Is this impossible? This is 800 million pounds, such a large sum of money, for Villarreal It can be said that it is a huge sum of money for a small rural team. The most important thing is that the Chinese boy is just a rookie. Isn’t 800 million enough? Are they crazy? Do they think that Fan is worth more? Is it much price?"

Ferguson glanced at him lightly, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth: "You think he's not worth 800 million because you don't have enough vision. In my opinion, even if it's 3000 million, he's worth it." price!"

Ferguson stretched out his finger and shook it: "You are not me, you are not him, you don't understand. If you understand, the person sitting here will not be me, but you, Campos."

Ferguson's sense is indeed very keen, he quickly grasped the key points from Villarreal's reply.Generally speaking, if the club wants to take the opportunity to raise the price of a player, the reply will not be so decisive, either leaving room for it, or labeling its own player as "not for sale"-the so-called not for sale, in fact, it is not at all. Existence, in the world of football, almost any player has a price, if not willing, then there is only one possibility, the price is less than.

And Villarreal's reply is only two words, not for sale!

It can also be seen from this that Villarreal's attitude is extremely firm, leaving no room for it. It can also be seen from this that how important Fan Bizhuang's position is in this seaside team. What high hopes are placed on him.

Campos' face turned red and then pale, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Ferguson interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "There are no stupid people in this world. It seems that there are smart people in Villarreal. He should also see that Fan's potential, hehe, he is quite confident about Fan's future value."

At this time, a staff member knocked on the door and came in, first nodded respectfully to Ferguson, and then told the helm of the team the latest news.

"So, Manchester City has also joined the ranks of vying for Fan? 1000 million pounds? Ha, it's really a big deal!"

A mocking smile appeared on Ferguson's face again, but the stern look in his eyes caused Campos in front of him to feel lingering fear. Don't look at Sir Ferguson's image of a good old man most of the time, but anyone who knows him knows You know, the founder of the Red Devils Dynasty is not a character that is easy to get along with.And when he looked like this, it proved that Sir Fowler was angry.

"An upstart, a piece of rat shit! Want to ruin my good business? If you want to play, then play with you!"

Sir Ferguson looked up at Campos, his tone was understated, but his expression was tenacious before: "Don't worry about Villarreal's attitude, continue to send them transfer applications, 800 million pounds is not enough, just 1000 two hundred 1000, 500 million won’t work, just 2000 million. If it doesn’t work, just keep adding, if it’s less than [-] million, you can talk about it!”

"..."

Campos opened his mouth wide, but he didn't dare to raise any objections. He nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned around and went to work.

"Want to fight? Let's fight to the end! Let's see who can beat who! Is it amazing to be rich? Don't we have money? What a joke!"

In the empty office, Ferguson stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the players running on the training ground outside, with a sneer on his lips, but his mind was drifting away.

After a while, Ferguson suddenly thought of something, turned around and picked up the phone on the desk, searched carefully, and pressed the number.

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Another football training base in Manchester, Manchester City coach Mark Hughes is doing almost the same thing as Manchester United coach Ferguson.

"Not even £1000 million?"

"Or just refuse? Say no to sell?"

"Are these country bumpkins crazy about money?"

"What? There is news that Ferguson does not intend to stop and continue to add more transfer offers? No, we can't fall behind Manchester United, come and come, tell the group of transfer guys that the increase in price and price cannot be compared Manchester United paid less!"

"We must win Fan! This Chinese boy, we are bound to win!"

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Spain, Valencia region, small town of Villarreal.

The club's office building was extremely busy today. The fax machine in the transfer department hadn't stopped for almost a whole day, and several staff members were also very busy. Once a new fax came in, the staff immediately reported it to their superiors, and the superiors The leader Rudos turned into an errand runner, rushing back and forth between his department and the head coach's office.

"What? There is a new offer from Manchester City? £300 million?"

"Are these British guys crazy or have they taken the wrong medicine? Manchester United just quoted 1000 to 300 million, and Manchester City directly raised the price to 100 million. [-] million more than Manchester United! Are they angry? ?”

"Whatever it is, reply to all, no discussion, no sale... Wait, what, you said that Manchester United raised the price again? 500 million? My God..."

"I'm going to find Mr. Manuel, 500 million pounds, this is not a small number!"

"Continue to reply, not for sale! Mr. Manuel said, even if it is 3000 million or 5000 million, we will not sell it! Fan is the hope of our small town, and no one can take him away from here!"

"Day, 800 million... Manchester City is going to heaven!"

"..."

When Manchester City raised the offer for the transfer application to 800 million pounds, Rudos was completely uneasy. Although he said that he would not sell even 5000 million pounds, he knew better that such a large sum The funds are enough to shake many high-level members of the club.

To be honest, he has worked in the team's transfer department for so many years, and he has handled a lot of transfers, but no matter how you say it, the price of 800 million pounds is not too low. For such a huge sum of money in exchange for young players, this deal...well, it doesn't seem like a loss, does it?

Rudos hesitated, whether to go to the head coach's office to ask again, but unexpectedly, a staff member handed him a quotation again.

"Did the price increase again? It seems that the Manchester City duo have really gone crazy. By the way, how much is it this time? Is it Manchester City or Manchester United who raised the price? Let me see... what, 500 million, who is this? Less mark-up, idiot?... Real Madrid... my God!"

Rudos didn't know how many times he called God's name today, but this time, he couldn't help but swear.Quickly rolled up the documents in his hand, let go of his feet and ran towards the head coach's office.

Pellegrini was sitting at his desk, but the door of the office was pushed open with a "bang~", and then he saw Ludos running panting.

Pellegrini frowned, and was a little displeased with Rudos' impolite behavior, but he also knew that there was a lot of commotion in the transfer department today, so he relaxed his brows and said softly: "You Why are you here again, Rudos? As I said, we will not sell Fan even for 5000 million. So you don't have to..."

"It's a big deal! Sir! It's really a big deal!" Ludos exclaimed again and again, perhaps it was the latest transfer application that completely frightened him, and he couldn't tell the seriousness of his words. Yelling vigorously is not good.

"Calm down, big things are not worth your panic. Well, tell me, to what extent did they bid the price? Is it [-] million? Otherwise, I can't figure out what kind of price can scare you. It’s like this.” Pellegrini curled his lips, and he was just joking, [-] million?If someone really offered such a sky-high price, he would agree to the transfer deal without saying a word—it’s okay to disagree, if he still refuses, no matter how much the club executives rely on him, they will kick him out of get out of class without hesitation, and then change Come up personally.Between [-] million and a head coach, you know what choice you will make when you think about it.

This is a society where money is paramount, and it is more vividly expressed in modern football. Money is not everything, but money is multifunctional. It can do most things and people cannot refuse.

"No, it's not 500 million, it's... it's [-] million... er, euros." Rudos said intermittently, panting heavily.

Pellegrini smiled: "500 million? Or euros? Hehe, Rudos, I think you should give me an explanation. You know, I hate people breaking into my office without permission."

"It's Real Madrid! It's La Liga overlord Real Madrid! They, they... sent a transfer request! They want to buy... Fan!"

The next moment, Pellegrini's eyes widened suddenly, and he jumped up from his seat, and then grabbed the documents that Rudos had brought.

"Real Madrid? Really Real Madrid! Are they... going to attack Fan too?"

Pellegrini muttered to himself in a daze, then shook his head with a wry smile, "This is really... What day is it today? Why are you all here to join in the fun?"

It stands to reason that there are so many wealthy teams who are interested in their players and are willing to pay a high price. Even if Pellegrini is unwilling, he is proud enough to be the leader of Fan Bizhuang.

The disciples trained by himself can cause looting by many wealthy teams. It is also a matter of face for Bel to speak out.

But at the moment, Pellegrini felt only bouts of weakness.

The reason is simple, because it is... Real Madrid!The most powerful overlord of La Liga, the best club in the century of world football, whether you like it or hate it, in this world, they are the well-deserved No. [-] giants in the world, none of them!

(End of this chapter)