Football feast, starting from the acquisition of European clubs

Chapter 340 Guardiola's Decision

After the Champions League final, it means that Crystal Palace's 2007-2008 season is officially over.

Just when the players were packing their bags and preparing to go on vacation, Chen Ran called them together again.

"Guys, there is only one thing that I called you here today, and that is that the stadium that our Crystal Palace Club has built for three years has finally been completed. In the next season, we finally don't have to continue to rent other people's stadiums to play home games."

"Today, we are going to visit our new stadium 'Crystal Palace' in advance. This is the world's first palace-style football stadium, and it will also become a new landmark in London."

Looking at the bewildered team members, Chen Ran didn't make any detours.

"Oh!"

"awesome!"

"Is it finally built?"

"I've had enough of playing at Arsenal's home ground."

"Haha, the palace-style stadium, it sounds impressive."

In the south of London, on the site of the original Crystal Palace stadium, a brand new palace-style stadium with fiberglass structure stands here.

The weather is beautiful, London is rare and sunny today.

Under the sunlight, the entire new stadium of Crystal Palace is shining and shining.

When the Crystal Palace players stepped off the bus, they were immediately shocked by the spectacular sight in front of them.

"OMG! What a palace!"

"And it's a crystal palace!"

"This is [-] times better than the original rendering!"

"The Crystal Palace Stadium of the Crystal Palace Club is worthy of the name!"

"It feels like a dream to be able to play here."

"Haha, the boss said before that this place will become a new landmark building in London. I still don't quite believe it. Now it seems that the London Eye is inferior to our home stadium of Crystal Palace."

"Yes, I can't wait to play here now."

"Damn it, the season has just ended, why am I looking forward to the start of the new season now?"

"Fxxxk! I feel the same way. The boss is so bad, and now he brings us to the stadium, how can he have the mind to go on vacation?"

Hearing the yelling of the players, Chen Ran secretly smiled, this is what he wanted.

The Crystal Palace is now very popular, and every time it enters the transfer period, the players in the team will inevitably become the targets of other teams, and this is something he can't stop.

Therefore, Chen Ran can only make full use of every opportunity to enhance the cohesion and sense of belonging of the players.

In addition to the shocking appearance, Chen Ran also required the internal facilities of the new Crystal Palace stadium to be configured according to the highest level.

Chen Ran also hired Paul Burgess, a top groundskeeper from Arsenal, to take care of the care and maintenance of the turf.

Seeing how shocked the players were after visiting the new Crystal Palace stadium, Chen Ran immediately called Stephen to his office.

"Stephen, you go and send an invitation letter to all the major media in England, saying that the new stadium of our Crystal Palace has been completed, and invite them to come and visit."

"Okay, Chen. However, there is one piece of news that you may need to pay attention to. The Abu Dhabi consortium and former Thai Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra have basically reached an agreement. It is estimated that they will announce the news of taking over Manchester City soon."

"Hey, another big crocodile has come to the pond of the Premier League."

Ever since he rejected the acquisition application of the Abu Dhabi consortium, Chen Ran has been mentally prepared for this day.

But when it really happened, he still couldn't help sighing.

These oil guys are not poor Yankees borrowing money to buy teams, these are really rich people who don't treat money like money.

With the addition of these big benefactors, the future Premier League will become more and more intense.

However, Chen Ran quickly put the news of the Abu Dhabi consortium taking over Manchester City behind him.

Because little fat Louis brought him news that he expected, but he didn't want to hear.

"Chen, since the end of the Champions League final, I have received reports about Ronaldo, Kaka, Messi, Toni, Modric, Ribery, Fabregas, Yaya Toure, Vieira, Ma Applications from Scherano, Thiago Silva, Nemanja Vidic, Maicon, Evra, Alves and Petr Cech."

"Among them, Ronaldo, Kaka and Messi have the most offers. How should I reply here? Should I make further contact or refuse all of them?"

Looking at the thick stack of transfer applications handed over by the little fat man, the corners of Chen Ran's mouth twitched slightly.

Damn, almost all the main players of Crystal Palace are on the list. Are these bastards trying to hollow out Crystal Palace?

"Touch what? Reject all!"

Chen Ran glared at the little fat man angrily, and casually flipped through the transfer application in front of him.

The first thing that catches the eye is Real Madrid coached by Mourinho.

Good guy, after this bastard arrived at Real Madrid, he thought he had a backer, and his appetite was terrifying.

Real Madrid's transfer application, wouldn't it be copied from the Crystal Palace's player list?

"Luiz, did you make a mistake with Real Madrid's transfer request?"

Chen Ran drew out the transfer application from Real Madrid alone, and looked at the little fat man suspiciously.

"I thought it was a mistake at first, and I sent a fax to confirm it. They did offer so many players."

Fatty Louis spread his arms and looked at Chen Ran with a wry smile.

"It seems that this guy Mourinho will be floating after winning a La Liga title."

Chen Ran muttered something to himself, then turned to look at the little fat man.

"Luis, you go and reply to Real Madrid and other clubs, all transfer applications are rejected."

"Ok, I see."

"Wait a moment!"

Before the little fat man turned around and took two steps, he was called back by Chen Ran.

"Louis, judging from the current situation, we may have a hard time in Crystal Palace during this summer transfer period. These crocodiles, big and small, are probably already eyeing our players."

"Old rules, you mobilize our long-term partners. All the players of our Crystal Palace who often play in the game count as one, and I will keep an eye on them all. If there is any trouble, please notify me immediately."

"Okay, Chen, I'll inform them right away. Don't worry, these people are veterans. They don't do this kind of thing once or twice. I guarantee there will be no problem."

While Chen Ran was busy preventing major clubs from poaching Crystal Palace players, in Barcelona, ​​Spain, under the signal of the club's chairman Laporta, the sports director Fernandez quickly terminated the contract with the head coach Frank Rijkaard.

"Robert, Rijkaard is done, right?"

Seeing Fernandez knocking on the door and coming in, Laporta, who was sitting in the chairman's office waiting for news, asked directly without waiting for his report.

"Mr. Chairman, don't worry, we paid all his salary for the remaining years of the contract in one lump sum, and he also signed a non-disclosure agreement. Rijkaard is a smart person, he won't talk nonsense."

"That's good. Where is Guardiola now? Is he still in London?"

"No. After the Crystal Palace holiday, he spent two days in London and just returned home to Barcelona yesterday."

"Very well, you should call him first and ask him to meet, and tell him our plan to invite him to be the coach of Barcelona, ​​and see how he responds."

"It would be best if he agreed directly; if your talks don't go well, then I'll come forward and persuade him personally."

"Okay, Mr. Chairman."

After a busy season, Guardiola can finally return to sunny Barcelona to take a good rest. Unexpectedly, he received a call from Fernandez, the sports director of his old club Barcelona, ​​​​on the second day after returning home.

Although Fernandez only invited him to have dinner together on the phone, but Guardiola is not a fledgling boy, of course he knows that the meal is not that simple.

"What's the matter? What happened? Why does your face change when you answer the phone?"

It was Guardiola's brother and agent Pere Guardiola who spoke.

"Fernandes, Barcelona's sporting director, invited me to dinner."

Guardiola gave his brother a meaningful look.

"Fernandez?"

Hearing this well-known name in Spanish football, Pere Guardiola's eyes lit up immediately.

"Pep, do you think Fernandez intends to invite you to be the head coach of the Barcelona club?"

"But the current head coach of FC Barcelona is Frank Rijkaard."

Although he also had this idea in his heart, Guardiola couldn't believe it.

"Hehe, what is Rijkaard? He hasn't brought Barcelona a significant championship trophy for two consecutive seasons, and he may be swept out at any time."

The more Pere Guardiola thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was very likely, and he couldn't help but get excited.

"But I'm still an assistant coach at Crystal Palace."

Halfway through, Guardiola couldn't speak anymore.

I have to admit that as a native Catalan, the temptation to be the head coach of the Barcelona club is too great.

"Haha, Pep, I admit that the Crystal Palace club is indeed in full swing now. But with Chen Ran here, it is impossible for you to be the head coach of the Crystal Palace club. You don't want to be an assistant coach for Chen Ran for the rest of your life, do you? "

Pere Guardiola's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Guardiola's heart directly.

Yeah, what assistant coach doesn't want to be a head coach?What's more, he is the head coach of a top club like Barcelona?
"Ahem, Pere, these are just our own guesses. Maybe Fernandez is really just having dinner and getting together."

"Hehe, Pep, do you believe these words yourself?"

"Pere, even if Fernandez really invites me to be the head coach of the Barcelona club, I have to talk to the boss first, and I will only agree to Barcelona's invitation after obtaining his approval."

"OMG! Pep, are you stupid? If you tell Chen Ran, he will definitely not agree to let you go."

"Pere, don't say any more. When I was suspected of taking banned drugs and no one wanted me, the boss took me in. The boss has been very good to me in the past few years. I can't just do it quietly. Just walk away."

"Forget it, as long as you don't regret it then."

Although Pere Guardiola is Guardiola's elder brother, such matters related to his own future must still require Guardiola to make his own decisions.

Not surprisingly, Fernandez sent an invitation to Guardiola to be the head coach of the Barcelona club during the dinner.

Although he had already made psychological preparations in advance, Guardiola couldn't help being excited.

After taking a big sip of red wine, Guardiola, who calmed down a little, suppressed his excitement and repeated what he said to Pere Guardiola before.

"What did you say?"

Suspecting that he had heard it wrong, Fernandez asked again, and after getting an affirmative answer, he also looked at Guardiola speechlessly.

"Josep, are you sure you want to do this? I need to remind you that if Mr. Laporta knows your plan, it is not certain whether he will invite you to be the head coach of the Barcelona club."

".I am sure."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Guardiola pinched his thigh severely with his hand under the table and gave an affirmative answer.

"I see."

Fernandez nodded and gave Guardiola a deep look.

After eating this dinner, Fernandez did not go home, but returned to the Barcelona club, where his boss Laporta was waiting for his news.

"How's it going?"

Seeing Fernandez walk into the office, Laporta asked about the result without waiting for him to speak.

"It's going well."

Seeing that Laporta was so concerned about this matter, Fernandez didn't dare to delay, and quickly recounted the content of his conversation with Guardiola.

"Should I ask for Chen Ran's consent first?"

Laporta seems to be asking Fernandez, but also seems to be asking himself.His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the boss's chair, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Robert, what do you think of this matter?"

"Mr. Chairman, if you really want Guardiola to be the head coach of the team, you might as well wait and see the result. Anyway, the season has just ended, and there is still time."

On the premise of not harming his own interests, Fernandez is still willing to help Guardiola.

"Well, let's wait for a while."

After pondering for a long time, Laporta finally made a concession.

Fernandez also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, Mr. Chairman, I will notify Guardiola and let him reply to you as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)