"What about the order of appearance?" Ashraf asked.

Wei Le was silent for a while, "I can't lie to you. But you have to know that your competitor is Kounde, who is the right back of the Europa League champion and a member of the Europa League best team."

Ashraf frowned, obviously not very satisfied with this answer. But he couldn't refute it. Now Ashraf is indeed just an ordinary substitute player of Real Madrid, and he is mainly a substitute in La Liga.

And Kounde has proved his strength in the Premier League.

"But what I want to say is that my team does not have the so-called first and second. The order of appearance of left-back Alphonso Davies and Tierney is not fixed, even though Tierney has played in European wars before, and Alphonso has never even been to the European League before."

"The same is true for other positions, including right-back."

"If you are in better shape than him, then you start; if he is in better shape than you, he starts, it's that simple."

Ashraf said in a muffled voice, "I won't be worse than Kounde!"

Ashraf looked up at Wei Le, but found that Wei Le was also looking at him with burning eyes.

"Well, I believe you." Wei Le said with a smile, "You will definitely not be worse than him."

Ashraf looked at Wei Le's eyes, and Wei Le stared at him with burning eyes.

Ashraf finally avoided his sight.

Ashraf knew that Wei Le was serious and did not prevaricate himself.

For a moment, he even felt a little guilty - his answer just now was a bit angry, and he really didn't have any evidence to prove this.

Comparing players' abilities and honors is the best way.

Kounde has a Europa League championship trophy, is a member of the Europa League's best team, and is the best right back in the Europa League.

What about Ashraf? He himself is embarrassed to bring up his "accidental" Champions League trophy!

But even though Kounde is the champion full-back of the Europa League, and even though he has not yet made any contribution, Wei Le still seriously said that he would believe in himself.

Ashraf was holding back a lot of energy, and he always had to prove this with practical actions!

"Hakimi, what do you think our goal is for next season?" Wei Le noticed Ashraf's strange look, and he suddenly asked.

Ashraf noticed the ambiguous name "we", but Ashraf did not refute this, but thought seriously.

"We are very ambitious, Hakimi. This season, we only finished fifth in the league. To me, this is not enough!" Wei Le laughed, "I struggled for a long time before I reluctantly gave up the league."

"This is all because of our lack of personnel reserves."

"Next season, we must at least qualify for the Champions League in the league, and it would be best if we could get into the top three!"

Ashraf was stunned for a moment. He knew the history of Wolves, and he knew that Wolves was still a Championship team the season before.

But Wei Le's ambitious slogan of aiming for the Champions League did not surprise Ashraf at all. Instead, he had a feeling that Wei Le would really succeed!

"Next season, we will compete for the league, the Champions League and two domestic cups at the same time. We can't let one person play 50 games in a row while the other person doesn't start a single game."

Ashraf nodded. He understood this.

"I need both sides to be in the best condition all the time, so I may make a substitution around 50 minutes into the second half, or even at halftime if necessary."

"In this way, it is meaningless to look at the order of appearances based on the so-called number of starts and substitutes. There are only two of you on the right back, so who can I favor more?"

"But I can guarantee that you will not lack opportunities for competition and training. Players of your age lack competition, and I know this."

Ashraf nodded. Wei Le's words did not completely satisfy him, but he felt that what Wei Le said made sense.

Ashraf himself felt that the team that wanted to take Ashraf away at this stage and the team that could give Ashraf an absolute main position could not be as ambitious as Wolves, and the team that was better than Wolves would not rashly promise Ashraf an absolute main position.

The conditions given by Wolves were already very sincere.

Seeing that Ashraf and Wei Le were still discussing, Ashraf's mother turned around and went to the kitchen to continue cooking.

"Mr. Wei, please stay for dinner tonight." Ashraf suddenly said.

"Huh?"

Ashraf smiled and said, "I can't promise you anything now, but I can see that you are aGood man. No matter where I go in the future, I hope we can be friends. "

"Haha, OK." Wei Le agreed with a smile.

Ashraf's mother served the dishes, the main course was beef stew. Wei Le smiled, and he remembered the stewed meat at home.

Afterwards, Ashraf and Wei Le did not talk about transfers or anything like that, or even football. Ashraf acted as an interpreter, while Ashraf's mother and Wei Le studied the stewed meat.

Ashraf was very happy to listen on the side, and participated from time to time, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

"Goodbye, Mr. Wei. Regarding your proposal, I..." Ashraf's expression was a little struggling, "I need to think about it again."

"It's okay." Wei Le was not in a hurry, and smiled, "This is a major event in life. You should really think about it more. I understand. I will leave Madrid in a few days. If you want to contact me, you can find me online. "

Ashraf nodded.

When Wei Le returned to the hotel, Matt Hobbs had already arrived.

"How is it going?" Wei Le asked, throwing his bag casually on the chair.

"It's okay. Real Madrid didn't really give in at first, but instead recommended me a lot of other scraps." Matt Hobbs scratched his round head with not much hair, "He thought I was the kind of local rich man who was stupid and had a lot of money."

"But we already knew Ashraf's thoughts-he really didn't want to stay in Real Madrid anymore."

"I told them that since Ashraf wanted to leave, now there is an opportunity for you to sell him at a reasonable price. If he stayed in Real Madrid and sat on the bench for a season, I don't know if it would still be this price!"

Wei Le laughed, "Then he should thank us for helping him deal with the players, right?"

"Hey, you're right. "Matt Hobbs looked embarrassed, "After thinking for a moment, the other party felt that it made sense."

"So has the price been lowered?"

"At first they said no deal without 50 million euros, but after we laid our cards on the table, the price kept dropping. Before I came back today, we talked about 30 million euros and some other terms."

"What worries me more is that Real Madrid wants the contract to include a buyback clause. "

Wei Le pondered for a moment.

Real Madrid has many talented players, but not everyone can play in Real Madrid. Sometimes, Real Madrid has to let some ambitious young people leave the team.

But Real Madrid does not want them to leave completely, so they will add a buyback clause when they transfer.

That is to say, if this player plays well in the future and Real Madrid "likes" him again, then Real Madrid can buy him back first, or buy him at a lower price.

"I am a little entangled, because if we agree to the buyback clause, then the price may be lower, but the buyback price should not be too high. "

"But what if we resolutely do not add the buyback clause?" Wei Le asked.

"Then the price will be much higher." Matt Hobbs said in a deep voice, "That's why we haven't talked about it for the time being, I have to discuss it with you. "

"Ashraf will definitely play well, and the buyback clause cannot be agreed. It doesn't matter even if we have to spend a few million more now-this is laying the foundation for the future. "Wei Le said firmly.

Matt Hobbs looked at Wei Le deeply.

"Okay, I believe in your vision, then I will talk to you tomorrow."

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