Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 275 Negotiations ([-])

Therefore, if the Chelsea coach wants to speak softly to Guardiola, it may be harder than reaching the sky.

"That's enough, we just came here to chat with Mo, not to perform the 'shrew swearing'! Pay attention to your identities!" Ferguson's complexion became more rosy, and his voice couldn't help being a little high.Those who are familiar with him know that this is a sign before he goes crazy.

Everyone was not afraid of Ferguson, but the other party was a highly respected and meritorious coach after all, and he was also a knight conferred by Queen Elizabeth herself, so they still had to show some face.He "hummed" bitterly, and then turned his head like a child arguing, ignoring each other.

Could it be that today was an eye-opener. The majestic and calm leaders of the first team on TV are now completely like a group of unreasonable children who only want to beat their opponents and achieve their own goals.He felt a little funny, he was able to "appreciate" so many famous marshals arguing and quarreling, he could be regarded as No.1 in the world.

"Mo, please consider my suggestion. The promise I made can be fulfilled at any time." Wenger glanced at Ferguson and smiled slightly.If there is anyone here who dares to be on the stage of Lord Zhaifu, it must not be the gentle and refined "professor" in front of him.He has fought against Manchester United in the Premier League for more than ten years, and now the flames of war are on Mo Fei again.

Ferguson glanced at Wenger coldly, and said in a firm and unquestionable tone: "The protagonist of the Dream Theater is none other than you! I think Hoffenheim will soon receive Manchester United's transfer request."

After saying this, the stubborn and proud Manchester United godfather nodded slightly to Mo Fei, then turned and left without looking back.Ferguson really doesn't like to stay with Wenger, the reason is very simple, he hates Wenger's humble and gentleman appearance, and thinks Wenger is the most hypocritical "villain".He once said that if he had a gun, he would only need two bullets, one for Beckham's wife Victoria, and the other for Arsenal's coach Arsene Wenger.From this we can see how much he hates Wenger.

However, Ferguson has also stated in public that the Premier League will always be full of challenges for him, because here he has an opponent worthy of respect, and that person is called Arsene Wenger.So the relationship between these two people is very contradictory. They are enemies like life and death enemies, but they are sympathetic to each other.If they were not in different camps, maybe the two would become good friends.

"Alex always has such a bad temper." Wenger's expression remained calm, and he nodded to Mo Fei with a slight smile, "I should go too. Boy, as the same sentence, as long as the gate of the arsenal is open I am here and always open to you. Our offer will also reach Hoffenheim soon."

After saying this sentence, without looking at the colleagues around him, he walked away with his head held high proudly.

Many coaches around looked at each other speechlessly, and then they also bid farewell to Mo Fei, and promised to make an offer to Hoffenheim as soon as possible.

Looking at the people going away, could it be that they were a little dumbfounded.These well-known overlords come as soon as they say they come, and leave as soon as they say they want to, they really act vigorously and resolutely!But for everyone's promise, Could Fei not take it seriously.His thoughts are firm and staying at Hoffenheim will always be his first choice.He has to take responsibility for the club and the fans.

"Hey, Mo. I think it's time to re-negotiate your contract with Hoffenheim..." James Merry, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something.

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows twice, looked at the obedient Yu Yun beside him, and didn't speak.In fact, he doesn't know what to say. He is very aware of his importance to Hoffenheim. It is inevitable to strive for a contract that meets his worth.But at this time, will the proposal to revise the contract be considered by the team as asking for a price?

Mr. Meili is very clear about Murphy's feelings for Hoffenheim, and understands that Murphy will not accept the transfer invitation easily.Since it is difficult to go to a more prestigious and powerful club for the time being, it is his job as an agent to try to maximize his personal interests for Mo Fei.

"I can understand your thoughts, but this is inevitable. Just imagine, if you do the most important work with a low salary, you will be horrified and sleepless at night compared to Hoffenheim? They will guess You should know whether your own star has the idea of ​​leaving the team, what I said is the truth." Meili said lightly.

Mo Fei nodded noncommittally, and said, "Okay. Then I will trouble you, Mr. Meili. You know, I am not good at these negotiation matters."

"Of course I'm the one who came forward, otherwise my manager wouldn't be a show?" Mr. Meili gave Mo Fei an angry look, and cursed with a smile.

Mo Fei also laughed.The matter was settled, and he believed that Mr. Merry would put all of his efforts into the proper place.

At this moment, seeing Mo Fei and Mei Li finished talking about the business, Yu Yun also became excited, jumped up and pointed to the field: "Little Momo, Lao Mei, look, the opening match is about to start!"

Murphy and Mr. Meili looked towards the field. No, the players from South Africa and Mexico had already stood still on the field, waiting for the referee to blow the whistle to start the game.

"Forcing~~~"

A sharp whistle resounded through the audience, the first game of the 2010 World Cup, the much-anticipated opening game finally started!

Today in Johannesburg, a total of 85000 fans came to watch the game, and South African fans accounted for three quarters. They happily puffed up their cheeks and played the national musical instrument "vuvuzela" in the stands. In an instant, it was like countless bees fluttering "嗡~嗡~嗡~" and kept flying.

The atmosphere is extremely hot!

The two sides fought each other at the beginning of the game. The Mexican team was the first to create a dangerous situation. Only 1 minute and 45 seconds into the opening, the teenager Dos Santos launched an offensive. After the ball was scored, Mexican midfielder Aguilar made a cross from the right. Goalkeeper Cuné missed the ball, and Hernandez hit the post with a supplementary shot, unfortunately missing the first goal of this World Cup...

"This kid has a good sense of grabbing points, full of aura." Mo Fei's eyes lit up, and he said in admiration.Although this young player is not tall, his speed and skills are very good. He was still cruising outside the penalty area just now. When his teammates passed the ball, he quickly got rid of the two defenders who followed him and resolutely inserted into the penalty area. Although there was no goal, this awareness has proved the opponent's excellence.

"Don't call someone a kid, you are a few years younger than him, you are a brat!" Mr. Meili glared at Mo Fei, and after watching Mo Fei smiled, he continued, "His name is Hernandez , is a natural shooter. I have been paying attention to him for a long time, but his manager is his father, so it's nothing to do with me. But..."

Mr. Meili smiled, and said mysteriously: "If you join Manchester United, then you can have something to do with it. He is your senior brother. If you have the opportunity, you can help me 'abduct' him to my banner." ..."

"Oh?" Mo Fei raised his eyebrows in doubt, and said suddenly, "Brother? What do you mean..."

"Of course it's your brother. In April this year, Manchester United announced the introduction of the top scorer of Guadalaja in the Mexican League. Once the World Cup is over, Hernandez may already be in Old Trafford. Good." Speaking of this, Mr. Meili was a little sad, "He is not much older than you, and his achievements are not as good as yours, but the other party has gone to one of the best clubs in Europe, and you are still like Hoffenheim. My little ball club, hey..."

Maybe he knew that Mr. Meili was angry about his decision again, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Hoffenheim is also good, as long as it can win the championship. It's better to work hard than to sit back and enjoy it."

"That's true. Although Hoffenheim's stage is a little smaller, it still can't hide your brilliance. I believe in my own eyes, you have already shocked the whole world." Mr. Meili smiled in relief, But he still said softly, "But your salary really embarrasses me! I'm even ashamed to tell other agents that your annual salary is 100 million. After I said it, many colleagues were surprised and said that I was too stupid. It's only 100 million after tax! How did they know that this figure is before tax!"

Mr. Meili's tone was a bit annoyed. He was not greedy for the cut, but for a big broker like him, Could Fei's annual salary of 100 million before tax was really an insult to his identity.

"Who can tell clearly that I will take over so quickly? So, Mr. Meili, don't be upset." Mo Fei smiled slightly and continued, "Anyway, you can have a good discussion with the club in a few days, and it's over. Well, well, let's watch the game."

"It's rare to care about you." Mr. Meili muttered, but his eyes turned to the court again.

on the pitch.The game is still going on fiercely.Mexico's surprisingly anti-customer-oriented, firmly occupying the advantage on the field, the player named Hernandez even created a few good scoring opportunities, but the luck is too bad, there is always a chance to finish the goal What is lacking.

The host South African team did not threaten the opponent's goal for the first time until the 15th minute of the game. The free kick of the midfielder Pienaar whizzed past the crossbar of Mexico...

In the 38th minute of the first half, Mexican teenager Carlos Vela scored a goal in a corner kick, but the referee ruled that Bella was offside first, and the South African team escaped.

Neither side scored a goal in the first half. Until the 54th minute of the second half, the host broke the deadlock on the field-the South African team quickly counterattacked in the midfield, and Modise made a fatal through pass like a scalpel to help teammate Chabala Ra got a one-shot chance, the little player blasted an unstoppable super-fast shot from the left side of the penalty area!
1:0!South African midfielder Chabalala scored the first goal of the 2010 World Cup!
The Johannesburg Sports City football stadium turned into a sea of ​​boiling water, South African fans blew the "vuvuzela" even louder, and the host's victory seemed to be imminent...

It is a pity that the South African team did not maintain the score advantage for too long. Marquez, a player who played for the La Liga giants Barcelona, ​​brought the two sides back to the same starting line.

Since then, the two sides have attacked and defended each other, but neither scored a goal. After the South African team Femla broke through and hit the post with a single-handed ball, the game finally came to an end. The opening game of the 2010 World Cup in South Africa ended in a 1:1 draw.

(End of this chapter)