It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 256 Arsenal: Failed to get down from the tree
On June 6, with the end of the match between Spain and Portugal, the World Cup round of 30 officially came to an end.

The eight teams that advanced to the quarter-finals are the Netherlands vs. Brazil;

France vs Ghana;

Argentina vs Germany;

Paraguay vs Spain.

There are still two days left until the first match of the quarter-finals. Compared to the games that have not yet started, with the opening of the La Liga transfer market, people's focus has briefly shifted to player transfers.

Especially on June 6, when Laporta's term of office ended and the new president Rosell successfully ascended to the presidency of Barcelona, ​​as well as the outstanding performance of the French team, all the media in the world turned their attention to Charles' transfer.

Office of the President of Barcelona.

Russell walked into the chairman's office with high spirits.

The place has been cleaned up and all traces of Laporta have disappeared.

The secretary followed closely behind Russell, holding a folder.

Rosell leaned back in his boss chair with complete relaxation, and turned to look at the Barcelona scenery outside the window as if he was the king.

After so many years, he finally ascended to the throne of Barcelona from being a lawyer's assistant under Cruyff.

"What is the current World Cup scorer ranking like?"

Russell asked.

The secretary quickly opened the folder, "Charles is now the top scorer. He has scored 8 goals and is likely to break Fontaine's record of 13 goals.

"Then there are four people second in the scorer list, namely Higuain from Argentina, Witek from Slovakia, our new player Villa and Sneijder from the Netherlands;"

"There are only two candidates for the third place, one is Fabiano from Brazil and the other is Muller from Germany. He looks very good and young. Maybe we can try to make an offer for him."

Russell frowned.

"Where's Messi? Why isn't he on the list?"

The secretary scratched his head.

He only paid attention to the Spanish game and didn't watch other games very seriously.

“He hasn’t scored a goal yet.”

"What? Four World Cup games have already been played and he hasn't scored a single goal? Didn't Higuain only score four? And Charles has scored eight. After all, he should have scored at least one goal, right?"

"Is he playing the back half?"

"I remember that Argentina's opponents in the group stage were not very strong. One was South Korea, who conceded 13 goals, one was Greece, who was not doing well, and the other was Nigeria, who could not make it to the knockout stage."

"It seems that Mexico, our opponent in the knockout round, isn't that strong?"

Russell looked at the secretary in confusion.

The secretary pulled out her cell phone, opened the news website, and handed the phone to him.

"But he promised that he would score in the next game against Germany."

"And Bayern have lost to us in the Champions League for two consecutive years. I think he still has a good chance of doing it."

The more Russell looked at it, the more disappointed he felt. He didn't feel comforted at all.

"When I was short of money, I hesitated between Charles and Messi. So it seems that I made the wrong choice?"

The secretary was very sensible and stepped down.

"How about we keep Charles and sell Messi?"

"What are you thinking? How is this possible?"

Russell also felt very regretful and had a headache.

If only he hadn't been so anxious to go to Charles's house and force him to leave.

Now, there is no way out.

Even if he wanted to go back on his word and not let Charles leave, the other party might not agree.

As the top scorer in the entire European team, where can he not be found?
The secretary had another idea.

"Then how about we raise the price a bit?"

Roselle understood instantly, "How much is Charles worth on Transfermarkt now?"

"About 1.1 million euros."

On the other side, London.

Ken Feiya and others are negotiating loans with a banking group led by the Royal Bank of Scotland.

"7000 million euros, we use the jersey contract after signing with Charles as collateral, and the repayment period is 6 years."

After saying that, Ken Feiya pushed the information in his hand over.

In any case, Fabregas, as Arsenal's star midfielder and captain's armband holder, is impossible to sell.

As for Charr's salary issue, we can't really use Wenger's salary subsidy to subsidize it, right?

Although they are poor, they still want to save face.

Therefore, after deducting all the deductions from various aspects, a loan of at least 7000 million euros is required.

After negotiations, Charles will first take a significant pay cut, and then his salary will be increased after Arsenal's finances improve.

According to estimates, Arsenal will significantly reduce its debt from 2011 million euros to million euros in .

This does not include the positive effects that will be brought about by Charles' joining - increased jersey sales, increased sponsorship fees, a surge in ticket sales, and bonuses after winning the championship, etc.

All things are difficult at the beginning, but as long as you get past Russell, there will be light at the end of the tunnel.

Rush Yanes took the information, but did not read it. Instead, he handed it to the assistant next to him.

The two parties are already old acquaintances, these things had already been preliminarily discussed yesterday, and Arsenal has not yet paid off the mortgage they owe.

"It's possible to take out a loan. According to our assessment, the Shire jersey contract is indeed worth this value, but this contract has not actually taken effect and we also need to take a big risk."

Ken Fia waved his hand. "As soon as the World Cup is over, he will appear in our Arsenal medical examination room, and the contract between us has been negotiated, and we are just waiting for the right time, so there is no need to worry about this."

Rush Yanes pondered for a while, and finally nodded.

Arsenal is a high-quality client, so they do have some credibility and persuasiveness.

"Okay, then the next thing is the interest rate. No matter what, our risk still exists, so the interest rate for this loan is higher. We require 5.97%, and the repayment period of 6 years is too long. 4 years may be more appropriate."

Ken Feia waved his hand, "No, the interest rate is too high, and the repayment period is too short. 5.14%, this interest rate is the most suitable. After all, it is not a floating rate bond."

Rush Yanes didn't buy it. "Interest rates can be lowered, but you're talking about too low. Now is different from before."

"You know, Charles is now the world's top active player. His coming to Arsenal will not only benefit the whole of Britain, but will definitely make London a better place. So why bother about the repayment period?"

The Arsenal chairman appealed to Rashi Yanes's emotions and reason, hoping to impress him in this way.

"Okay then, let's both make a compromise. The maximum repayment period is 5 years, and the interest rate is 5.35%." Having said that, Rush Yanes no longer had a stern face as before, but looked at Ken Fia with a smile.

"I am also looking forward to seeing Charles at the Emirates Stadium."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hill Wood suddenly knocked on the door of the conference room: “Chairman, there is something important.”

Ken Fea smiled and shook his head.

"Sorry, I have some things to do here. Please take a seat first. I'll be back soon."

Rush Yanes picked up the coffee cup on the table and said, "It's okay. We can wait here."

After a slight nod of greeting, Ken Fia walked quickly towards the door.

"What's the matter? Didn't I say I wanted to discuss a contract and asked not to be disturbed?"

Hill Wood was no longer as calm as before, and said in a panic, "Oh no, Russell is a bad guy who doesn't keep his word. He wants to increase the offer."

"What!" Ken Fiah took Hill Wood's hand and walked to the lounge. "Say it again."

"Rosell is trying to raise Charr's offer, saying he scored five goals in a single game against South Korea in the World Cup, so 5 million euros is still too low."

Wood said anxiously.

"How high is this bastard going to go?"

"1.5 million euros."

Ken Fea was struck by lightning.

"1.5 million euros! Why doesn't he just go and rob it?"

You know, Arsenal's budget for building the Emirates Stadium went over budget, with the initial estimate soaring from 1.5 million pounds to 3 million pounds, and ultimately actually costing 4.7 million pounds.

Now, Rosell actually wants to take away one-third of Arsenal's Emirates Stadium, and he wants to take it away directly.

The repayment contract signed between Arsenal and the bank originally stipulated that the longest repayment period was 25 years.

This would take at least 8 or 9 years, but Rose wanted to pay it off in one lump sum.

Hill Wood was also in pain.

"The question now is what to do? Have we signed a loan contract with the bank?"

The Arsenal chairman was distracted and muttered to himself: "No, I was almost about to sign, but you suddenly came..."

1.5 million euros, even Real Madrid, which can switch loans from different banks in Spain, would have to hesitate for a long time.

What's more, Real Madrid still has land and Spain as a backup.

What about Arsenal?
The boss is the only one who can ask for money and cannot be relied upon at all. Who will cover for them?
Angry Ken Fia took out his cell phone and started calling Russell.

The call was answered quickly.

"Today is the day when the La Liga transfer window opens, and Mr. President, you have now successfully become the president of Barcelona. We have prepared a transfer fee of 100 million euros. When can we meet to sign Charles' transfer contract?"

Ken Fia suppressed his anger and spoke calmly.

He now began to miss Laporta, with whom he used to bicker in the box.

Even though that guy was annoying and poked at his wounds from time to time, he was still at least a relatively honest person.

Now, he could only hope that Hill Wood's news was false.

Russell's voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, it's Ken. I haven't received your call for a long time. You stayed at my house for a while and refused to leave. Now that you are gone, I still miss you a lot."

"Stop talking about this. If you want to see me, I'll go to Barcelona with the contract right now. You can see me as long as you want."

Ken Feia said through gritted teeth.

Russell on the other end of the phone also felt bored.

"Well, you know, Charles' recent performance is really outstanding. In the German transfer market, his value is now the number one. Whether it is Ronaldo of Real Madrid or our Messi, they are inferior to him."

"It seems very likely that under his leadership, France will reach the semi-finals and even win the World Cup this year."

"Especially in the match between France and South Korea, even though he was fouled many times, he still stood firmly at the front. To be honest, I almost cried when I saw it."

"You see, you only need to watch one of his games to see that he is calm, cool, reserved, free and easy, and elegant. His play and performance can even determine whether this French team is artistic or not."

"So is it too much to sell it for only 1.5 million euros? It's a great value for money, right?"

Ken Fea couldn't bear it any longer.

"Rossell! There's no oil under the Emirates Stadium. 1.5 million euros, are you crazy? Why don't you go and rob it?"

"Ken, let me tell you something you don't want to hear. You can't get Ciel even if you try to rob him. Also, the only thing that is certain about expensive things is that they are expensive. No, this is your shortcoming, not Ciel's."

Russell sipped his coffee happily.

"Damn it, when I went to Barcelona to find you, didn't you promise that you would only pay 1 million euros, no installments, and that you would release me as soon as the money arrived?"

"I did say that, but times have changed. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame the La Liga transfer window for opening so slowly, or blame Laporta for occupying the position of Barcelona president until now, or blame yourself for having a crush on someone you can't afford."

Russell said nonchalantly.

Integrity?

That's a fairy tale that only children would believe.

He is the great president of Barcelona, ​​and the leader who will lead Barcelona to glory. How could he be so concerned about such trivial matters?

If it wasn't impossible for Charles to stay, he even thought about selling Messi and letting Charles stay.

"Of course, considering the friendship between me and Arsenal and our sincerity towards you, we at Barcelona are still willing to give you a sincere price."

"How much do you want?"

Ken Feia's tone finally softened.

He was now like a gambler, placing his hopes on a villain who was completely untrustworthy.

But he had no other choice.

"I can give you a 1.2% discount, a friendly price. It only costs million euros to bring Charles to Arsenal. How about that? Isn't it sincere?"

"Hey, do you still want to pay directly and not support installment payment?"

"Of course, otherwise we wouldn't be able to sell just this little," Russell said with a smile.

"Get lost! Shameless liar, greedy thief, narrow-minded Judas, you will not have a good ending. Letting you become the president of Barcelona will definitely be the decision that Barcelona will regret the most in the future!"

"You will never be as good as Laporta. He could lead Barcelona to win five championships and three championships, but under your leadership, Barcelona will never be able to achieve such glory again!"

After saying that, Ken Fia, who was almost angry to death, hung up the phone directly.

(End of this chapter)