green waist king

Chapter 5 Klopp guest agent
In the conference room, Klopp looked unhappy, while Bielsa smiled like a proud big cock.

He regretted it a bit, he would not have been in such a hurry if he had known earlier, and he blamed him for being unsteady and being shaken by what the club said.

Yes, it's all the club's masters to blame, Klopp decisively throws the blame away!

In fact, he originally wanted to sign Moyang to Liverpool, and then rent him to other leagues for training.

Wait for a year or two, after he thoroughly cleaned up and took control of Liverpool, he was called back for reuse. Unfortunately, the club firmly believed in Chelsea's diagnosis and strongly opposed it, and finally moved out a labor certificate to hinder it!

The reason why he didn't persist was also because he was moved with compassion.

After getting to know Mo Yang through Gerrard, he wanted to help this little guy who was living in a very difficult situation.

If it is on loan, even if a team takes over, Mo Yang's weekly salary will definitely not be much higher.

And directly signing into the team, with the talent Mo Yang showed, there is something to talk about. On this point, he really thinks about this kid.

Seeing the joy and pride on Bielsa's face, Klopp suddenly smiled sinisterly.

Is he Klopp the one who suffers and swallows it?dream!
Mo Yang on the side saw Victor coming in with the contract, and stared straight at him.

Until now, he was in a trance, feeling a little unreal, and the dream he had thought about day and night had come true so easily and smoothly.

"No, Yang can only sign for two years at most, and then I will take him to Liverpool, he belongs to Anfield!"

"Fake, you scumbag, do you really treat me as a nanny? Five years is my bottom line!"

"Madman, don't forget what you promised me, don't make me angry!"

"Hmph! I don't remember what I promised you!" Bielsa curled his lips. It was the God of Wealth who turned his face and refused to accept it.

"Are you talking once?"

"Just say it!"

"talk!"

"I say!"

"..."

It's rare to meet such a rough jade, let the damn promise go to hell!mine!It's all mine!Bielsa roared like a groundhog in his heart!

Mo Yang, who was in a daze, was awakened by the fierce quarrel, and looked at Klopp and Bielsa in a daze, with their foreheads on their foreheads, like two angry bulls.

At this moment, what education, what friendship, all go to hell!Give them two machetes, and it is estimated that they can start working in the conference room immediately!
"Mr. Klopp, as far as I know, Yang doesn't have an agent yet! Do you think Yang should decide the number of years for signing?" Victor, who was sitting by the side, was overjoyed, and suddenly opened his mouth to assist Bielsa.

Hearing this, Bielsa's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look directly at Mo Yang.

At the same time, Klopp's fierce gaze moved over in an instant, making Mo Yang tremble all over, his scalp numb!
"Boy! If you dare to hit me in the face, your forehead will kill you!"

The moment he saw Klopp's gaze, a gloomy sentence suddenly popped up in Mo Yang's mind, and he was shocked immediately, and quickly said: "Mr. Klopp is my manager! Umm, Lin, temporary!"

Bielsa was so angry that a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in his throat, and his face was flushed. He couldn't see Klopp's threat, but there was no way, the parties admitted.

After a stalemate for a while, Mo Yang was kicked out of the conference room by the three and stood outside the door for more than ten minutes.

Back in the conference room, Mo Yang didn't know what Klopp had said to them, but the two parties had already reached an agreement.

As a result, Moyang signed for two years, with a weekly salary of 5000 pounds, and Leeds United will provide Moyang with dormitory and food, and what's even more outrageous is that they have to provide Moyang's children with a car for daily transportation.

Of course, the last condition was purely used by Klopp to disgust some untrustworthy turtle bastard.

Mo Yang joyfully signed his name on the contract, completing his first step towards his dream of a professional league.

In fact, he doesn't mind signing for a few more years. He just wants to play professionally now, and nothing else matters.

After signing the contract, Klopp strode away, and before leaving, he specifically explained to Mo Yang that if he had any difficulties, he could call him directly.

Bielsa, on the other hand, was a little sad, and Victor, who was bleeding profusely from Klopp, was also hurt.

"Belsa, you know, if there is no accident, Yang will soon emerge in the world football and let the world see his amazing talent."

"It doesn't make any sense for you to let him sign for five years!"

"Once Yang becomes famous, there will be countless clubs waving the stinking pounds and euros to poach Yang."

"Belsa, Victor, this is reality, this is the tragedy of a small club, you have to accept it if you can't accept it, this is the rule, and it is also a fact!
"Trust me, I will definitely give you an offer that you cannot refuse!"

"Yang doesn't belong to you, not even Liverpool, he belongs to this world!"

Klopp's words kept echoing in Bielsa's mind, leaving him speechless for a long time, and finally turned into a long and leisurely sigh.

After being taken to the dormitory to arrange a place to live, Mo Yang was called to the office by Bielsa.

"Yang, it's almost July now, and the British Championship will start in just over a month. During this period, you must integrate into the team as soon as possible, understand and be familiar with the team's tactics, otherwise I can only let you go. On the bench."

"Of course, we will try our best to help you integrate into the team!"

"Also, I suggest you build up your muscles, you're a little too skinny now."

"Modern professional football, if you don't have a strong body, then injuries will accompany you throughout your career. If you don't want to be a glass man, you'd better follow my advice!"

"In this regard, you can find some coaches yourself, or find the coaches in the team to help you."

Looking at the foolish Moyang, Bielsa said a lot of things frankly, gave suggestions, and also said that he would try his best to help Moyang integrate into the team.

"Do you still have questions?"

"No, sir, thank you!" Mo Yang smiled shyly.

"Okay!" Bielsa nodded, "Then go back and rest! I'll take you to meet your teammates tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, goodbye, sir!" Mo Yang nodded, turned around, left the office and returned to the dormitory.

The dormitory is a single room that Klopp won for Moyang. It is as big as a living room, with a single bed, sofa and desk, and a bathroom in the corner.

Mo Yang looked around and was very satisfied.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, the joy in my heart became more and more turbulent.

"By the way, what's the weekly salary!" Suddenly, Mo Yang turned over and sat up, stunned.

"It seems to be 5000, a week?!"

Thinking of the weekly salary written in the contract, Mo Yang's eyes widened, and excitedly pulled out his cell phone and dialed directly.

"God, why is it you again! My God! I know your salary is 5000 a week! It has been signed by Leeds United!"

"Yang, please let me go! This is already the third call, and you have called me three times in just three hours! Are you losing your memory?"

The phone rang a few times before it was connected, and before Mo Yang could speak, Gerald's broken begging for mercy came from the microphone.

Mo Yang was stunned, and then he remembered that he had already called Gerald in the United States and Grandpa Reed in London.

"hey-hey……"

Hearing the silly laughter on the phone, Gerald almost collapsed.

But at the same time, he was still a little sad. He could probably guess why Mo Yang called him three times in a row. It was because there was really no one else to share his joy with. He was Mo Yang's only friend.

Putting down the phone, Mo Yang collapsed on the bed, curled up, his eyes gradually turned red.

He is homesick!
But since two years ago, he has never received any letters from his family, and when he wrote back, there was no news, and there was no telephone in the village.

At this moment, he especially wants to share the joy in his heart with his family.

【Ding! 】

【cough!cough!Sao Rui, I got stuck just now! 】

[Congratulations to the host for getting the first professional contract in his career, which meets the opening conditions of the hidden module [-], and the task system module is now activated for you! 】

【Ding!Championship season missions! 】

[(Non-repeatable) Season 3 mission: To win the Championship, reward +[-] skill points! 】

[(Non-repeatable) Season 3 task: Get the best assist king award in the English Championship, and reward skill points +[-]! 】

[(Non-repeatable) Season 2 task: Win the Championship Golden Boot, reward +[-] skill points! 】

[(Non-repeatable) Season Task 2: Win the Player of the Year Award in the Championship, reward skill points +[-]! 】

A series of beeps that came suddenly stunned Mo Yang.

　Signed a contract, celebrate, sprinkle flowers! ! ! !Please recommend for favorites! ! []~(￣▽￣)~*
　　


(End of this chapter)