[Football Fans] Glory

On the third day after the rematch, that is, on July 7, Argentina will play against the United States again.

Although I really wanted to watch this game, Guti's elder brother followed up with a phone call: I have work to do, get out!

It seems that the honest people who are ordered to go around also have a temper.

After being coquettish and cute for more than ten minutes, Leon, who was bullied so badly, didn't let go. Guti had no choice but to confess to Raul sadly.

Leon drove to the airport to pick him up.

"What's the matter?"

"The player contract you mentioned was not signed."

"Why doesn't he agree?"

"Bianchi disagrees."

"what?"

Guti was stunned.

The preliminary work has been done for more than half a year. Didn’t Bianchi already agree, why is he backing out now?

"Mr. Bianchi does not object to him signing a brokerage contract, but refuses to let him leave Boca now."

Leon explained the situation in detail, and after finishing speaking, they also returned to Guti's residence.

"So it is."

If it's just like this, then it doesn't matter, it's just a matter of raising it for a few more years, and how much it can cost.

Fortunately, the other party is only 17 years old this year, so they can afford to wait.

"Forget it, let him stay in Boca, give him four years, and let Mr. Bianchi completely kill him."

"The fee?"

"What fee? I have already invested 100 million in Boca. How much do they pay young players? You tell Mr. Bianchi that I will give them a 15% share of the people who are trained and sold in the future. If the first Give them another 5% for the second transfer."

"If you're sure, then so be it!"

Although he felt that it was a bit uneconomical, Leon knew that his brother had been thinking about something in his heart. Anyway, the money spent was his, so he could do whatever he wanted.

"That's all?"

Guti took a sip of the lemonade, and felt that it was boring for his elder brother to call him back just for such a trivial matter that could be settled on the phone.

As a result, Leon rolled his eyes at him this time, "Do you still remember which one is your sneaker sponsor?"

"Nike!"

Guti blinked.

"When you signed the contract last year, you were only willing to sign a one-year contract. At that time, the person in charge of Nike in Madrid looked really ugly, but now they have approached me several times, saying that they want to re-sign the sponsorship contract. Are you How did you think about it?"

"This!"

Guti stuck out his tongue in his heart, sorry, he really forgot about it.

"The other party is a world-renowned big company, so it's not easy to deal with."

"When did you make an appointment with them?"

I knew it was not a good thing, Guti blinked.

Leon smiled, "This afternoon."

"Hey, I just got off the plane."

"I didn't sit for a long time, so I'm tired."

Leon glared at him.

In the end, Guti was still defeated by Leon's 'threat'. Damn it, he shook his hands again and wanted to strike.

Hmph, it's a big deal, I'll fly to Uruguay tomorrow!

But when the negotiations with the sponsors were over in the afternoon, Guti had no choice but to answer the phone call from his immediate boss, Dad.

"Daddy~~"

No matter what's going on, it's always right to act like a baby first.

In the end, the old man rolled his eyes angrily, "Come on, I don't want to punish you, but I have something to discuss with you."

Guti smiled, and offered the yerba mate tea gift bag with both hands, "I bought it in Uruguay, it tastes good."

After handing over the things to Madam, the father called Guti into the study and left after the Madam brought tea. The father laughed at him.

"I always feel that my heart is empty when I receive your gift, don't make trouble again!"

"Where there is nothing, he is very obedient."

Could it be that there is no holiday for the competition, everyone, except those who were called by the national team, took the opportunity to rest with their family and friends, who is so serious about going to the America's Cup and bringing back some little monsters along the way!

After teasing with Dad for a long time, Guti blinked, "What happened?"

"It's not a big deal?"

The old man smiled, "That's what you said about the transfer of Brazil's Ronaldo."

"Why, the other party refuses to sell?"

It's been a while, and Guti doesn't remember much about Ronaldo's transfer. The only thing he remembers is that his worth when he transferred to Barcelona in 1996 set a football record at the time.

"Still not enough money?"

Football clubs in the Netherlands have relied on selling players for the past few years. How could they not sell them? The only question is how much money they have.

"They asked for 2500 million."

"Depend on!"

The worth of Ronaldo's transfer that year was 1950 million, which was already the most valuable in football at that time.

Eindhoven's mouth is wide enough-at least even if Ronaldo is outstanding, now is not the time for him to win the Footballer of the Year, and the lion's mouth is too much.

"How much do we offer?"

"1000."

This price is already very good for a young player who has not yet played in the top giants of the five major leagues.

But for PSV, this price is far less than what they had in mind.

"Have you had any contact with Ronaldo himself?"

Guti asked, although it is not very compliant, all football clubs do this. As long as the player wants to leave, he will pay a penalty. Anyway, it is much less than asking the other party to ask for a big price.

"Talked with his agent, but," the old man shook his head, "he is desperate for money."

"What does the club say?"

Guti thinks that the key still depends on what the club thinks. In the future, Real Madrid will be dubbed as "scumbags with a lot of money, only buy the expensive ones and not the right ones". The comment has been circulating for many years, but if there is such an opportunity, let it go easily No matter what other people think, Guti feels that his heart is going to hurt.

"Valdano said 1500 million at most."

"However," Guti didn't really want to talk about the past, and always felt that the more he talked, the more accidents would happen, but under the idea of ​​accepting Da Luo, he still said, "Next year he will Transfer to Barcelona, ​​worth 1950 million!"

"you sure?"

"Of course, the world's number one football player at that time... Wait?"

Guti frowned. The impression was that he had the operation in February 1996. What else?

The knee he suffered before has always affected his performance, so when Barcelona let him go, it was actually because they didn't believe in his postoperative recovery?

"Father, I forget when it happened, but he will suffer a serious injury this year, and then he will have to wait until next February for surgery..."

"In other words, the price of buying him back is to wait a year to use him in full health?"

When the old man said this, Guti also reacted, "Chairman and the others will definitely cry."

"They won't know, but it costs so much money..."

Dad thought for a while, "Why don't you buy it next year?"

"Barcelona will buy it, and more bids may need to pay more!"

Guti reminded.

"Let Valdano talk, maybe we can lower the price."

After thinking about it, the old man decided to throw the problem to Valdano for consideration. Anyway, Mendoza believed him more if there was an emergency.

"You are cunning."

"Each each other."

Dad hummed twice.

"The one you mentioned, Rivaldo Vido Boba Ferreira, who is currently playing for the Brazilian team Palmeiras, has been negotiated."

"Really?"

"He transferred from Corinthians to Palmeiras last year for 250 million. We paid 500 million. They are quite satisfied."

This is really good news!

Guti was immediately elated—he remembered that when Rivaldo moved to La Liga Deportivo, Deportivo paid 450 million, and from Deportivo to Barcelona 1600 million, but the liquidated damages were as high as 9200 million. The guy who can dominate the trend of the game like a knife, well, he is very impressed with this guy, there is no way, the result of being stabbed by Real Madrid a few times by Rivaldo in the national derby is really impressive.

Aww, he really wanted to yell a few times.

He is so happy to dig a corner of Barcelona again.

After that, I talked with my father about a few more candidates, and after the discussion was almost done, Guti said goodbye and left.

Uncle, I am so happy today, so happy, why not go to the bar to have fun.

yeah!