Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 732

La Masia Youth Training Camp, in the office of the director of youth training, Miranda held a cup of coffee and looked at the man opposite him calmly.

The man opposite was wearing a suit with the Barcelona team logo engraved on the chest, looking a little embarrassed.

In the office, there was an eerie silence.

Not long after, Miranda was the first to break the silence.

"Dear Mr. Chairman, this is your second visit to La Masia. I think there should be no players you want here!"

Miranda took a sip of his coffee, and there was a lot of sarcasm in his words, signaling Bametou's failed transfer.

Hearing that, Bametou didn't feel too much indignation, he was used to being scolded a lot.

He looked at Miranda where the old god was present, and said helplessly, "Mr. Miranda, I feel that I have given enough sincerity!"

"Sincere?"

Miranda sneered and said, "I heard that Leo refused to renew his contract? That's why you came here!"

Bametou suffocated, he hated the feeling of being seen through.

But Naihe has been questioned. Bametou's current situation is very bad. His failed signings were originally criticized, and the empty check of "taking Yile home" is also in his throat. Now, Messi's refusal to renew his contract is even worse.

It can be said that if one is not handled well, he is really likely to be torn apart by angry Barcelona fans.

Bametou took a deep breath and said, "But I have no choice. There are too many teams eyeing Yi now. I don't think we have any advantages, so I hope you can persuade Yi."

Miranda raised her eyebrows and asked, "Like Cesc Fabregas?"

Bametou nodded subconsciously, then seemed to think of something, and quickly waved his hands: "No, no, that's the decision made by that liar in Basel. You know, Yi's departure was also a matter of his time in charge of Barcelona!"

Thinking of the huge impact of the Basel fraud case on Barcelona, ​​Bametou added viciously: "That's a bastard!"

Anyway, I will not recite the pot of sweeping Yi Le out, Bametou said!

"What's the point of joining easily? He doesn't get enough support. You want the world's number one midfielder to just stay on the bench in Barcelona?"

Speaking of 'the world's number one midfielder', Miranda raised her chin subconsciously, obviously extremely proud.

Bametou also saw Miranda's careful thinking. This guy has always wanted to restore the glory of La Masia.

In fact, since the disintegration of the Dream Three Dynasty, the club has been working hard to suppress La Masia's penetration of the club.

Although they are complementary to each other, the previous La Masia accounted for too much of the club.

It can be said that Miranda's words were more useful than the club chairman during the Dream Three Dynasty period.

After all, Messi, Puyol, Xavi, Iniesta, etc. are all Miranda's students.

Therefore, both Basel and Bametou want to try their best to eliminate the influence of La Masia, and now they have indeed eliminated many parts, relying on signings to supplement the position.

But he found that this road didn't work at all, and Barcelona's performance also plummeted.

And his status as the chairman is also being questioned. Now Bametou is very difficult, and he urgently needs the support of a force.

And now this neutral but powerful influence is only La Masia.

Therefore, Bametou now wants to support La Masia again.

"La Masia players who perform well can go to the reserve team to report. If they perform well in the reserve team, I don't mind opening a channel for them to the first team and giving them some opportunities to play!"

"Oh?" Miranda was really moved now.

He looked at Bametou's depressed expression, couldn't help but put down the coffee in his hand slowly, and said with a smile: "It seems that your life is not easy."

Bametou became more and more depressed.

After a pause, Miranda sighed; "I'm not fully sure."

"In fact, we have to admit that he has been away for five years, I'm not sure, he is still attached to the Nou Camp!"

Hearing this, Bametou was terrified, and he quickly said: "No, no, he is a child who misses home, we will prepare enough sincerity, I"

"How much?" Miranda said directly.

Bametou's tone was suffocated, until he fell for the old guy's way, and tentatively asked: "[-] million?"

"Not enough!" Miranda said bluntly.

Bametou pursed his lips and said: "5000 million [-] million, this is our bottom line, the salary will be reduced, but we will give him the same treatment as Messi."

That's what Miranda wanted.

If after Yi Le came, Barcelona officially promoted Messi, then he would not need to be this lobbyist.

Bametou's promise almost guarantees that Yi Le can have a fair chance to compete for the Golden Globe.

Now, Miranda finally said, "I can try!"

huh~~~~~~

Bametou took a long breath, and ran towards La Masia twice in three days, and now he finally got a promise.

"When are you going?" Bametou asked anxiously.

Miranda said, "Let him finish the season first."

"No!" Bametou said anxiously: "Now Juventus, Chelsea, Manchester United and other teams are staring at him, it will be bad if we go late."

Hearing this, Miranda smiled playfully and said, "So, you don't understand Yi, and this is a time period, whoever looks for Yi is looking for death."

"what?"

"So, if you don't know Yi, don't worry, it's not too late to go after the season."

After speaking, Miranda made a gesture to see off the guests. Bametou wanted to work harder, but finally left helplessly.

After seeing off Bametou, Miranda got up and went to the window, looking forward with her back on her back.

The corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, and said softly:

"It's time to come back, it's time to come back, Yi, five years is long enough!"

Those turbid eyes seemed to pass through time, and the time was frozen in the rainy season five years ago.

The lonely and lonely back of the black-haired boy filled him with emotion.

That year was eighteen, standing like a minion!

On the other side, in Yi Le's villa, Yi Le was receiving a massage, and said sullenly, "Pere, tell them that I have no intention of transferring now, and let them not bother me!"

Pere looked at Yi Le helplessly.

Now from morning to night, there are countless club directors calling him every day, and every one of them is inquiring about Yi Le's transfer news.

Although, he has clearly stated that Yi Le will enter the transfer market in the summer window, and each will depend on his own ability.

But there are always some people who want to get the moon first if they are close to the water.

They didn't know that at this time, Yi Le was going all out to prepare for the game. He would not be happy about these transfer invitations, but rather bored.

This kind of behavior can be said to be very unwise, and the impression left on Yi Le will be much worse.

But even so, those people were still rushing forward, and Pere was exhausted.

He finally realized how tiring it is to be responsible for the transfer of a world-class superstar.

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