From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 551 City vs. Country

  The next day, the game has not yet started, but the fans of the two teams have already started a parade in Baku.

  The lively scene even brought the aborigines to feel the sense of urgency that the mountains and rain are coming to the wind.

  Hoffenheim in the black and red jerseys and the Red Factory fans in the white and red jerseys paraded on their separate roads.

  They swaggered all the way through the city, chanting the slogan of victory, and began to sing loudly again, the scene was so lively.

  In the entire city, the major media are also gathered together.

  This season's Europa League final is more anticipated than usual.

  Neither Red Factory nor Hoffenheim, they have never had the honor of the European War.

  The former has an extremely good performance in the league and can be called a local giant, but has been disadvantaged in the European war for years.

  The latter is a proper rookie, but it took ten years to get promoted from the seventh-level league to the Bundesliga and even the European war, which is even more legendary.

  Which of the two clubs wins the game is creating a historic moment.

  The media have given several titles to this final.

  ‘Red and black VS red and white! ’

  ‘The confrontation between the city and the country! ’

  ‘The war between passing and controlling football! ’

and many more

  Any one of the above has a great stunt.

  Two unmasked clubs reached the Europa League final together. No one can say for sure who will win the final trophy.

  The club is not over yet, and the management is the first to meet.

  Under the organization of UEFA officials, Hoffenheim and the two general managers of the Red Factory arrived to discuss some issues of the game together.

  A final is not so simple to start playing.

  In addition to the official game, some off-court issues also need to be resolved.

  For example, the fan problem.

  In every final, there is a problem of fans walking out and gathering to fight. In order to curb this phenomenon, UEFA called the stewards of the two clubs to discuss the issue of dividing the fans.

  Zhang Xian is still wearing a white shirt and black trousers, wearing very plain clothes.

  But the general manager of the Red Factory opposite him is going to be much more fancy.

  A burgundy dress, her hair combed into a big back, shiny and shiny, with a big pie face and small facial features, it gives people a sense of sight of profiteers.

  This person's name is Toby Grant, and he is the famous general manager of the Red Factory.

Why is it famous, because this is one of the masterminds who led the Red Factory to sell the captain, and the root of the Red Factory’s fan riots, but the magic is that this guy can continue to serve as the general manager, I have to say a little bit ability.

  Zhang Xian has also dealt with this person for Ludi Mod, and I have to say that this is a smiling tiger.

  Usually smiling, rubbing his hands, looks like a market hawker, but the price is not ambiguous at all, that's a vigor.

  For Ludi Mod’s problem, Zhang Xian and Grant also had a long talk, and only then did they finalize the transfer.

  Zhang Xian did not delusion Grant, if it is not necessary, he does not want to have too much intersection with this person.

  On the other hand, the latter is the little eyes ticking around, stroking the gold ring on the index finger of his right hand, not knowing what he is thinking.

  About half an hour later, the meeting is over.

  After UEFA officials left, Zhang Xian was also preparing to leave.

   "Mr. Zhang!"

  At this time, Grant suddenly stopped Zhang Xian.

  The latter turned around and looked over, without speaking.

  Grant still rubs his hands and walks over with a smile; "I remember there is a nice coffee shop in Baku. I wonder if you are interested?"

   "I am not interested in coffee." Zhang Xian said bluntly, meaning to talk less nonsense.

   Grant didn’t mind at all, raised his eyebrows and said, "So what about business?"

  Zhang Xian smiled and said, "I feel a little thirsty."

  Grant's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand and said, "Please here."

  The two came to a cafe in their respective vehicles.

   found a slightly inner position and ordered a cup of coffee.

During   , Grant kept looking out the window, as if looking for something.

   Zhang Xian couldn’t help asking; "What are you looking at?"

Grant froze for a moment, and then smirked; "Sorry, you should know a British media, they always report some false things, if they bump into the scene of our meeting, I think the news tomorrow is, on the eve of the Europa League final, Huo Fenheim had a secret transaction with the senior executives of the Red Factory."

   Hearing this, Zhang Xianshen agrees, after all, he also knows how bottomless the British media is.

  At this time, the coffee has come up.

  Zhang Xian took a sip and asked; "Let’s just talk about the subject."

   "Okay!" Grant readily agreed, smiling: "We want to make a deal. Hoffenheim's defense is a problem. I wonder if Hoffenheim can find a suitable goalkeeper?"

  Zhang Xian is not surprised, after all, Ladomi’s affairs are simply not hidden.

   "No! You know, the goalkeeper is hard to find." Zhang Xian said truthfully.

  Grant suddenly smiled; "Then what do you think of Howard?"

   Now Zhang Xian was stunned, and could not help asking:

   "Al Howard? Your main goalkeeper?"

  Grant nodded repeatedly and said; "That's right, it's him, do you want it?"

  Zhang is now confused by the other party’s direct and gift.

  Al Howard, England's national gate, is properly ranked among the top five goalkeeper candidates in the world, and he is also the gatekeeper of the Red Factory.

  This kind of player wants to sell?

  This makes Zhang Xian confused and wary.

  Generally, this operation cannot be done without serious illness.

  Of course, it is not impossible if it is replaced by a red factory.

   Zhang Xian looked at Grant suspiciously.

  The latter quickly threw two more bombs.

   "What about Rosk and Saatchi?"

  Zhang Xian was silent.

  Is this plan to tear down the main defense line of the Red Factory?

  What abacus is this guy playing?

  Zhang can't figure it out now.

   But he didn’t bother to think much, but asked directly: "What do you want?"

  Grant smiled lightly and said: "Majette, Habr, Ranie, pack these three players, plus 50 million euros, you can have them."

  Zhang Xian; "."

  Ten minutes later, Grant walked out of the coffee shop, holding the phone in one hand, and said angrily:

   "I'm not doing it! Tell the old man, there is nothing to talk about, God! You don't know how torment it is. That Chinese is almost looking at me like a fool!"

  "Tell the old man that this thing can't be done, let him put away his pedophilia, we have given him a transfer fee of 40 million euros, let him find someone else, don't hit Hoffenheim's idea."

  "Not enough transfer fees? Shit! This is already 10 million more than last year! This is our limit!"

  "Are there any suitable quotations for that Spanish kid?"

   "No? How could it be possible! Let the old man push? Who gave him the right! What?! He is coming to me? You tell him, I'm on vacation, and he can't find me!"

   "He is already at the door of my hotel room?"

  Grant immediately hung up the phone and said to the driver; “Order a ticket to return home immediately, I don’t want to stay here!”

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