Football: I coach Melo, the only man in history

Chapter 190 Contradictions surge, differences appear

"Hey, Shuang'er, what's the matter!"

Chen Feng returned to the office, put his legs on the table, and asked with a smile.

"Chen Feng!"

An angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What do you mean by big Paris?"

"What's wrong?" Chen Feng frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, "What happened?"

"Joan Ameni and Camavinga called me and said that after you people in Greater Paris had contact with them, there was no further information. What do you mean?"

"This matter. Shuang'er may not have time to tell you. I submitted the transfer list, but I am not responsible for the specific matters of the transfer."

Chen Feng sighed, "Leonardo is in charge of this matter."

"But this guy is a bit unreliable. Now, even I can't get in touch with him, so he handed over the matter to his assistant!"

"So it is."

After hearing the explanation, Lu Shuang's anger gradually subsided a little.

She was already very busy with Wu Lei's affairs, but when she heard Paris's 'humiliating' offer, she was dazed with anger for a moment.

"Then I can understand, but Leonardo is a pig brain, just deal with it, and make such a humiliating offer?"

"What offer?"

"Joan Ameni is 2500 million, and Kamavenga is 1500 million. Is this kind of offer reasonable?"

"Ah this."

Chen Feng was also a little speechless for a while. In the current football world, who doesn't know that these two guys are popular in Ligue [-], and there are many clubs staring at them.

With such an offer, how could it be possible to get it?
"I'll talk to Leonardo about this matter in detail, so don't worry about it."

"By the way, what's going on with Wu Lei?"

Chen Feng changed the topic in time. It seems that there is no hope of strengthening the midfielder. Leonardo didn't even bother!
"His situation is a bit complicated."

"I'll talk to you when I get back."

"Well, Qiu'er's call came in, we'll talk later when we have time."

Before the "OK" finished, there was already a burst of busyness. Chen Feng rubbed his aching eyebrows, temporarily put aside the chores in his mind, and focused on the upcoming game.

That night, Leonardo finally appeared in the office.

After hearing the news, Chen Feng rushed over quickly.

boom!
Pushing open the door, Chen Feng, who walked straight in, suddenly froze in place.
Good guy, the two are 'talking' about business!

I saw that Leonardo, who was crossing shoulders with his female assistant on the seat and whispering, immediately collapsed.

The female assistant was also frightened and hurriedly put away the white snow on her chest.

Ran out in a panic!
"You don't know how to knock when you come in?"

"I've only been out for a few days, are there no rules?!"

A trace of anger flashed in Leonardo's deep eyes, and he slowly stirred the coffee in front of him.

Chen Feng, who quickly regained his composure, automatically forgot what he had just seen, and hurriedly said, "I came to you because I have something important to discuss."

"About the transfer?"

"Not bad!"

Chen Feng pulled out a chair, and quickly said: "In terms of midfield, I think there should be something."

"Stop!"

Leonardo raised his hand to stop, "I have already sent someone to approach the two candidates you submitted, it is simply ridiculous!"

"It's just two young players who can play fairly well, but they dare to open their mouths like a lion!"

"Do you know what Joan Armeni's asking price is? 7000 million, nothing less!"

"As for that Camavinga, Rennes asked for 6000 million. These two people have 1.3 million in total. They are thinking about farting. It is wishful thinking!"

"But they are still young and full of potential." Chen Feng explained: "Buy them here, Paris midfielder, ten years of worry-free!"

"But now we don't lack little monsters with full potential, what we lack is immediate combat power!"

"Understood! Then I won't introduce it."

Chen Feng no longer struggled with this. He just had the mentality of giving it a try. It didn't matter if he couldn't introduce it.

At that time, if there is really a shortage of midfielders, Dai Weijun will be called back!

So, the conversation changed, "What about the defender? I don't know about your assistant. How is the contact going?"

"Forget it!"

Come on, there's no more play.
As soon as Leonardo said this, Chen Feng knew the result.

Leonardo took a sip of coffee, and first explained the reason why he was absent during this period of time: Nasser invited me, so I dare not refuse!
Then he said slowly, "Just now my assistant told me all the results of the contact."

"Let's talk about Konate first. This kid wants to transfer, but Leipzig's asking price is too high. They asked for 6000 million. To be honest, at this time, it is difficult for the club to come up with such a high price to buy a central defender. "

"What's more, our club has two main defenders, and all you lack is a substitute."

"It's too expensive to let Konate come on the bench, so I just pass it!"

"Okay!" Chen Feng nodded, and quietly crossed out Knut's name in his heart.

"Let's talk about the East Asian player you fancy, what's his name?"

"Fu An Jianyang, a Bologna player."

"That's right, that's the guy!" Leonardo hiccupped and continued, "He really wants to transfer, but what?"

"The club's asking price is too high." Chen Feng said the second half of the sentence expressionlessly.

"Yes, that's it!"

"Damn it, an East Asian player dares to ask for 2000 million euros. Giving him 800 million is enough to look up to him. Who cares if love comes or not!"

"I also threatened that if I don't give it, I will go to negotiate with Arsenal!"

"Can Arsenal value such an East Asian player? Even if they are, it is absolutely impossible to exceed 1000 million!"

Hehe Chen Feng sneered in his heart, and crossed out a name again.

"What about Saliba?"

"Arsenal should not be afraid, so there is a high probability that they can be rented."

"This shouldn't be,"

Chen Feng had lost the enthusiasm and impulsiveness he had at the beginning, and what was left was only calm and anger intertwined and entangled.

"And it is!"

Leonardo shook his coffee cup and said proudly: "For such a young player, Arsenal still ask me for a loan fee of 500 million. Is it possible? Of course it is impossible. I decisively rejected him!"

--boom!

When he crossed out the name of the last player in his heart, Chen Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore!

Anger triumphs over calm!

He slammed his hands on the table and said angrily: "Then you won't negotiate? Others say this is the offer? Negotiations are all about negotiations!"

"According to you, if you can't completely deny it, how can you play?!"

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