Football Feast, Starting From the Acquisition of European Clubs

  Chapter 340 Guardiola's Decision

  After the Champions League final, it means that Crystal Palace's 2007-2008 season officially ended.

   Just when the players were packing their bags and preparing to go on vacation, Chen Ran called them together again.

   "Guys, I called you here today, there is only one thing, that is, the stadium that our Crystal Palace Club has built for three years is finally completed. In the next season, we finally don't have to continue renting other people's stadiums to play home games."

   "Today, we will go to visit our new stadium 'Crystal Palace' in advance. This is the world's first palace-style football stadium, and it will also become a new landmark in London."

   Looking at the bewildered players, Chen Ran didn't make any detours.

"Oh!"

"awesome!"

   "Finally built?"

   "I'm fed up with playing at Arsenal's home ground."

   "Haha, a palace-style stadium, it's exciting to hear it."

  South London, the former site of Crystal Palace's original stadium, a brand-new, glass-steel structure palace-style stadium stands here.

  The gods are beautiful, London is rare and sunny today.

   Under the sunlight, the entire Crystal Palace new stadium shimmered and sparkled.

   When the Crystal Palace team members got off the bus, they were immediately shocked by the spectacular sight in front of them.

   "OMG! It's really a palace!"

   "And it's a crystal palace!"

   "This is 10,000 times better than the original renderings!"

   "The Crystal Palace Stadium of the Crystal Palace Club is worthy of its name!"

   "Being able to play here feels like a dream."

   "Haha, the boss said before that this would become a new landmark building in London, I still don't quite believe it. Now it seems that the London Eye is inferior to our Crystal Palace home."

   "Yes, I can't wait to play here now."

   "Come on, the season just ended, why am I looking forward to the start of the new season now?"

   "Fxxxk! I feel the same way. The boss is so bad, now take us to visit the stadium, how can you still think about going on vacation?"

   Listening to the shouting of the players, Chen Ran secretly smiled, this is what he wanted.

  Crystal Palace is now a big draw. Every time it enters the transfer period, the players in the team will inevitably become the targets of other teams, and this is something he can't stop.

   Therefore, Chen Ran can only make full use of every opportunity to enhance the cohesion and sense of belonging of the players.

  In addition to the shocking appearance, the interior facilities of Crystal Palace's new stadium, Chen Ran also requires that they be configured according to the highest level.

   Even the maintenance and maintenance of the pitch turf, Chen Ran also hired Paul Burgess, a top pitchman from Arsenal, to be responsible for it.

   Seeing how shocked the players were after visiting the new Crystal Palace stadium, Chen Ran immediately called Stephen to his office.

   "Stephen, send an invitation letter to the major media in England, saying that our new stadium at Crystal Palace has been completed, and invite them to come and visit."

   "Okay, Chen. However, there is a piece of news you may need to pay attention to. The Abu Dhabi consortium and former Thai Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra have basically reached an agreement, and it is estimated that the news of joining Manchester City will be announced soon."

   "Alas, there is another predator in the pond of the Premier League."

   Since rejecting the acquisition application of the Abu Dhabi consortium, Chen Ran has been mentally prepared for this day.

   But when it happened, he couldn't help but sigh.

   These oil players aren't those poor Americans who borrowed money to buy teams, these are real rich people who don't take money as money.

  With the addition of these big sponsors, the Premier League will become more and more intense in the future.

   However, Chen Ran quickly put the news of the Abu Dhabi consortium taking over Manchester City behind him.

  Because, little fat Louis brought him unexpected news, but he didn't want to hear it.

"Chen, since the end of the Champions League final, I have received reports about Ronaldo, Kaka, Messi, Toni, Modric, Ribery, Cesc Fabregas, Yaya Toure, Vieira, Madrid. Scherano, Thiago Silva, Vidic, Maicon, Evra, Alves and Petr Cech."

   "Among them, Ronaldo, Kaka and Messi have the most offers. How should I reply here? Further contact or all rejection?"

   Looking at the thick stack of transfer applications handed over by the little fat man, Chen Ran's mouth twitched slightly.

  Come on, almost all the main players of Crystal Palace are on the list. Are these **** trying to hollow out Crystal Palace?

   "Touch what? Deny all!"

  Chen Ran glared at the little fat man angrily, and casually flipped through the transfer application in front of him.

   The first thing that catches the eye is Real Madrid coached by Mourinho.

  Good guy, after this **** arrived at Real Madrid, he thought he had a backer and had a terrifying appetite.

  Real Madrid's transfer application is not copied from Crystal Palace's player list, right?

   "Luis, is there a mistake in Real Madrid's transfer application?"

  Chen Ran took out the transfer application from Real Madrid alone and looked at the fat man suspiciously.

   "I thought it was a mistake at first, and I sent a fax to confirm it. They did make an offer for so many players."

  Little Fatty Louis spread his hands and looked at Chen Ran with a wry smile.

   "It seems that this guy Mourinho will float away after winning a La Liga championship."

   Chen Ran muttered to himself, then turned to look at the little fat man.

   "Luis, you go to reply Real Madrid club and other clubs, all transfer applications are rejected."

"Ok, I see."

"Wait a moment!"

   The little fat man turned around and took two steps before being called back by Chen Ran.

   "Louis, judging from the current situation, the summer transfer period this year may not be easy for us at Crystal Palace. These crocodiles, big and small, are probably already eyeing our players."

   "Old rule, you mobilize all our long-term partners. For all our Crystal Palace players who often play in the game, one is counted as one, and I will keep an eye on them all. As soon as there is trouble, notify me immediately."

   "Okay, Chen, I'll inform them right away. Don't worry, these people are all veterans, and it's not like doing this kind of thing once or twice, I'm sure there's no problem."

   Just when Chen Ran was busy preventing major clubs from poaching Crystal Palace players, in Barcelona, ​​Spain, at the suggestion of club president Laporta, sports director Fernandez quickly terminated the contract with head coach Rijkaard.

   "Robert, Rijkaard has it all done, right?"

   saw Fernandez knock on the door and came in. Laporta, who was sitting in the chairman's office waiting for news, asked him directly without waiting for him to report.

   "Don't worry, Mr. Chairman, we paid all the salary for the remaining years of his contract in one go, and he also signed a non-disclosure agreement. Rijkaard is a smart man, he will not talk nonsense."

   "That's good. Where is Guardiola now? Still in London?"

   "No. After the Crystal Palace club holiday, he spent two more days in London and just returned home to Barcelona yesterday."

   "Very good, you call him to meet and tell him our plan to invite him to be Barcelona's head coach and see how he reacts."

   "It's best if he agrees directly; if the talks don't go well, then I'll come forward and persuade him personally."

   "Okay, Mr. Chairman."

  After a busy season, Guardiola, who can finally return to sunny Barcelona to have a good rest, did not expect to receive a call from Fernandez, the sports director of his old club Barcelona, ​​the day after he returned home.

  Although Fernandez just invited him to have a dinner together on the phone, but Guardiola is not a fledgling boy, of course he knows that the meal is not so simple.

   "What's the matter? What happened? Why did your face change when you answered the phone?"

   is talking about Guardiola's brother and agent Pere Guardiola.

   "Barcelona's sporting director Fernandez invited me to dinner."

   Guardiola gave his brother a meaningful look.

   "Fernandez?"

   Hearing this well-known name in Spanish football, Pere Guardiola's eyes suddenly lit up.

   "Pep, do you think Fernandez intends to invite you to be the head coach of FC Barcelona?"

   "But the current head coach of FC Barcelona is Rijkaard."

  Although I had this idea in my heart, Guardiola couldn't believe it.

   "Hehe, what is Rijkaard? He has not brought a significant championship trophy to FC Barcelona for two consecutive seasons, and he may be swept out of the house at any time."

  Pere Guardiola thinks more and more that this is very possible, and the whole person can't help but get excited.

   "But I'm still the assistant coach of Crystal Palace Club."

   Halfway through, Guardiola couldn't speak for himself.

  I have to admit that as a native Catalan, the temptation to be the head coach of FC Barcelona is too great.

"Haha, Pep, I admit, the Crystal Palace Club is indeed booming right now. But with Chen Ran around, it is impossible for you to be the head coach of the Crystal Palace Club. You don't want to be Chen Ran's assistant coach for a lifetime, right? "

  Pere Guardiola's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Guardiola's heart directly.

  Yeah, what assistant coach doesn't want to be the head coach? Not to mention the head coach of a top club like Barcelona?

   "Cough, Perey, these are just our own guesses, maybe Fernandez really just had a meal together."

   "Hehe, Pep, do you believe these words yourself?"

   ". Pere, even if Fernandez really invites me to be the head coach of FC Barcelona, ​​I have to talk to the boss first and get his approval before agreeing to Barcelona's invitation."

   "OMG! Pep, are you stupid? You told Chen Ran, he would definitely not agree to let you go."

"Peret, don't say it anymore. When I was questioned about taking banned drugs and no one wanted me, the boss took me in. The boss has been very good to me over the past few years, I can't just keep silent. Go away."

   "Forget it, as long as you don't regret it then."

  Although Pere Guardiola is Guardiola's own brother, this kind of thing that is related to his own future must still be decided by Guardiola himself.

   Not surprisingly, Fernandes sent Guardiola an invitation to be the head coach of FC Barcelona at dinner.

  Although he was mentally prepared in advance, Guardiola could not help but be excited.

   After taking a gulp of red wine, Guardiola, who had calmed down a little, suppressed his excitement and repeated what he had said to Pere Guardiola before.

"What did you say?"

   Fernandez, who suspected that he had heard it wrong, asked again, and after getting a positive answer, he also looked at Guardiola speechlessly.

   "Josep, are you sure you want to do this? I need to remind you that if Mr. Laporta knew of your plan, it is not certain whether he would invite you to be the head coach of FC Barcelona."

".I'm sure."

   let out a long breath, and Guardiola pinched his thigh with his hand under the table, giving a positive answer.

"I see."

  Fernandez nodded and gave Guardiola a deep look.

   After this dinner, Fernandez did not go home, but went back to FC Barcelona, ​​where his boss Laporta was waiting for news from him.

   "How was the talk?"

   Seeing Fernandez walk into the office, without waiting for him to speak, Laporta took the initiative to ask the result.

   "It went well."

   Seeing that Laporta was so concerned about this matter, Fernandez did not dare to delay, and hurriedly repeated the content of the conversation between him and Guardiola.

   "Do you need to get Chen Ran's consent first?"

  Laporta seems to be asking Fernandez, and he seems to be asking himself. His fingers tapped the armrest of the boss chair rhythmically again and again, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

   "Robert, what do you think about this matter?"

   "Mr. Chairman, if you really want Guardiola to be the team's head coach, you might as well wait and see the result. Anyway, the season has just ended, and there is still time."

  Under the premise of not harming his own interests, Fernandes is still willing to help Guardiola.

   "Well, then wait a bit."

   After pondering for a long time, Laporta finally gave in.

  Fernandez also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Okay, Mr. President, I'll inform Guardiola now, so that he can give you an answer as soon as possible."

   (end of this chapter)