From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 89 Giants are lonely? (Seeking collection recommendation!)

  9 Carrington, Manchester, England.

  This is a secluded path, surrounded by comfort, and you will see a street sign straight ahead.

  This is a pure red street sign without any indication or graffiti.

  Following the road sign is a fork in the road. The residents of Manchester will not be unfamiliar with this fork in the road.

  This is the habitat of the famous ‘Red Devil’.

   Premier League giants, the training base of the Trafford club.

  Trafford is known as the Premier League giants, also known as the most influential team in the world.

  It can be said that every player's dream must have the longing of wearing that red jersey.

  This giant club has won the honor that all clubs in the world can get.

  For whether they are giants, Trafford fans will use the wildest roar to tell you what you are facing.

  Along the winding and smooth trails, you can see an orderly and huge training base.

   Players of different ages are running on the green field, for their dreams and for their own future.

  There is a huge building on the left, which is a multifunctional restaurant.

  At this time, in a private room of the restaurant, two big figures are talking.

  One of them is a thin old man with wrinkled face and gray hair.

  The old man looked weak, but his slightly squinted eyes spewed sharp rays of light like a sword from time to time.

  He is Sir Alex, the founder of the Trafford Dynasty and one of the most influential figures in football.

  At that time, he swept Europe with a group of teenagers and created the great cause of five crowns.

  To this day, no one has copied this honor.

  Since the five championships, Trafford has been at the forefront of the Premier League standings despite the ups and downs. At the same time, their commercial value has skyrocketed and become the most influential team in the world.

  And all this comes from the seemingly peaceful old man in front of him.

  Sir Alex was sitting in a chair, and the sun shone in through the window, pouring on him with a slight scorching sensation.

  The old man lowered his eyes and said indifferently; "You are bolder than I thought, and I thought you would never step into the territory of Trafford again!"

Opposite    is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who is also a famous football figure.

  Super agent-Menderson.

   Facing the oppression of Sir Alex, Mendson grinned to himself, this old man is still so powerful.

  But he couldn't lose, he couldn't help but said: "Why not? Just because I moved Ronaldo from here to Barcelona?"

  Hearing this, Sir Alex’s eyes suddenly became sharp, he stared at Menderson, and said; "Boy, believe it or not, I will beat you?"

  Menderson; "."

  Although he wanted to say he didn't believe it, this grumpy old Scottish man would really do such a thing.

   Seeing Mendson’s softness, Sir Alex’s mouth slightly aroused, but after a flash, he continued to sullen his face and said: "I think you are in the wrong place. The capital is in London, and the ruble is in London."

  In response, Menderson said; "I have contacted the Russians and gave him what he wanted."

"Ha ha."

  Sir Alex sneered: "What you want? That's what you want to sell, right."

  Sir Alex said, but Mendelson was not embarrassed at all, smiled and nodded: "It can also be said that the Russian is rich, and I can give him whatever he wants."

   "What a big tone!" Sir Alex mocked: "Including the champion?"

  In response, Mendelson nodded and said: "Including the champion!"

  Sir Alex’s rare silence, after a long time, he sighed slowly: "UEFA did a stupid thing!"

  No one dared to scold UEFA so much, but not including the outstanding old man in front of him.

   "I heard that some capital has begun to contact Trafford."

  Sir Alex directly waved his hand and interrupted: "I don't accept the capital's entry. Even if I leave the capital, Trafford is still a rich man!"

  Menderson grinned, this old man is terribly aggressive!

After a pause, Alex sneered; "If Trafford wants money, the Russians will choose us instead of Stanford."

  Menderson pursed his lips: "But you have to know that the Russians have begun to destroy the market, and he will use rubles to build a dynasty belonging to Stanford!"

"Then what?"

   Alex said indifferently.

  Menderson frowned and said: "Then, under the impact of Jinyuan football, the loneliness of the traditional giants!"

"The loneliness of the rich?" Alex sneered; "You look down on the rich. The rich are never something that has been irrigated with capital. The inner spirit of the rich and the wealth of the rich cannot be copied by capital. Stanford will do nothing without capital. No, but even if Trafford doesn't have capital, she is still a rich man!"

   "But." Sir Alex raised his eyebrows; "Golden dollar football? Who can call it, very appropriate."

  Menderson waved his hand; "A friend, but it's not important."

   "It really doesn't matter." Sir Alex said; "I don't think you convinced me to include the capital? If so, you really let me down."

"of course not!"

  Menderson sighed and said: "I am now mainly engaged in the Premier League industry."

  "The Premier League is the most commercial league, and the capital will choose here. Therefore, I need to take the lead in the layout to welcome the capital. Oh no, it should be called the arrival of Jinyuan football."

  Hearing this, Sir Alex narrowed his eyes and said; "If, I say no?"

Menderson looked at Sir Alex deeply and said, "What can't be stopped, even you can't stop it. I respect you, so I don't want to see you appear under the infringement of capital. problem."

  Sir Alex is a smart man, yes, but he is still a footballer. In the face of the capital's offensive, this respected old man is likely to have an accident.

  In response, Sir Alex suddenly laughed, playing with the taste: "This is what your friend told you?"

  Menderson nodded subconsciously, raised his head suddenly, and said in astonishment; "How do you know?"

Sir Alex smiled and said; "It is obvious that you have operated Ronaldo from me to Barcelona. This is obviously to be deployed in Spain, but before long, you suddenly gave up everything in Spain and plunged into the Premier League market. Can there be no tricks here, is it the past?"

  Menderson scratched his head and said, "Is it so obvious?"

  Sir Alex nodded deeply.

   "Find a lighter topic, if you are talking about this, I will beat you up and kick you out!"

  Can you not mention anything?

  Menderson felt aggrieved: "What did you say?"

   "Just talk about your friend, let me guess who he is? Football Association official?"

  Menderson shook his head.

  Alex raised his eyebrows and said; "The operating officer of a rich club?"

  Menderson smiled and said: "It's close, but it's not."

   "Oh?" Sir Alex came interested, he narrowed the scope and asked; "A certain first division operating officer?"

"no!"

  "The general manager of the second division?"

   "Neither!"

  Sir Alex frowned; "Class C?"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Mendelson suddenly laughed and said: "Neither, let me tell you, he is the seventh division of Germany. Oh no, now it is the sixth division. He is a club named Hoffenheim. Sports director."

  Sir Alex was suddenly silent.

  "."

  After a while, Sir Alex got up slowly, and silently took out his crutches from the side.

  Menderson was surprised: "What are you doing?"

  Sir Alex suddenly cursed: "Asshole! The old man cheated! I should beat you!"

five minutes later.

  Sir Alex looked at the information about Zhang Xian on the phone in shock.

   is really the sports director of a low-level team.

How can this be!

  Don’t say that he can’t access some secret information, he shouldn’t think about it from his perspective.

  This is simply impossible.

  The opposite Mendelson said helplessly: "This is true. In fact, when he told me about this, I was also shocked."

  The general manager of a low-level team unexpectedly felt that European football was about to be released. This was outrageous.

  Sir Alex slowly put down the phone, and finally he sighed and said, "It's a pity."

   "What a pity?"

  Sir Alex pointed to his cell phone and said: "Unfortunately he is in Germany, he is destined to miss Jin Yuan football."

   "Because of the 50+1 policy?" Mendelson asked.

  Sir Alex nodded and said: "Yes, under the 50+1 policy, capital cannot enter Germany. He cannot ride the violent wave of Jinyuan football."

  Menderson shrugged his shoulders; “Not necessarily, what if the 50+1 policy is abolished?”

  Hearing this, Sir Alex's eyes condensed.

  After a while, he shook his head and laughed; "Impossible! This is impossible!"

  Although he said it was impossible, his brows were frowned.

  He couldn't imagine, what if Germany also fell?

  So who can stop the wave of Jinyuan football!

  (End of this chapter)