Football feast, starting from the acquisition of European clubs

Chapter 59 Is it food and shelter?
"Louis, how's the Sky documentary going?"

Because Stephen wanted to help Chen Ran manage the club's daily affairs, the little fat man was sent by Chen Ran to supervise the shooting of a documentary by Sky TV.

"It's not bad. Now I've filmed the stories of three people. According to your request, it's very sensational and tear-jerking, as if the ones whose football careers were interrupted were Pele and Maradona."

"Ahem, you have to remind the director, don't make it too fake. After all, this is a documentary, not a movie."

"Understood, let's be real. Oh, by the way, an interesting thing happened during the filming."

"what happened?"

"A kid heard that I was from the Crystal Palace club and begged me to come and play with us."

"Oh? That's interesting. Tell me about this little guy."

"I just heard him give a general idea. His name is Jamie Vardy. He is 16 years old and has just been terminated by Sheffield Wednesday Club. I guess this little guy must not play very well, otherwise Sheffield Wednesday How is it possible to terminate the contract with him?"

"Wait a minute, what's his name?"

"Jamie Vardy, what's the matter? Chen, do you know him?"

"I don't know him. I just think this little guy is quite interesting, and he actually recommended himself to you. How about this, do you have his contact information? Inform him to come to the Crystal Palace for trial training, and if he performs well, he can stay."

"Really? Chen, are you sure you want to do this? Maybe it's just a kid passing by talking casually."

"Very sure. It's just a trial training opportunity. Giving others a chance is also giving yourself a chance, understand?"

"Well, you are the boss and you have the final say."

Chen Ran didn't expect that the golden boots would come up from the sky while he was sitting at home.

As one of the representatives of the grassroots counterattack, he still knows Vardy's name.

Now that he took the initiative to run into the bowl, I'm not going to be polite.

Vardy, who received a call from Louis, hitchhiked from Sheffield to London early the next morning.

For this trial training, he also specially asked for leave. He is now working in a prosthetic factory, responsible for making medical splints.

The 16-year-old Vardy came to London for the first time, and he found the Crystal Palace training base at noon after walking around for a long time.

"Hey, Chen, that kid is here, right at the gate of the training base, and the security guard asked if he should be let in."

The little fat man covered the phone and asked Chen Ran.

"You go and take him to Tuchel, let Tuchel inspect him and see if he has the talent to play football."

"OK!"

In the afternoon, after finishing his work with the first team, Chen Ran came to the training ground of the youth team.

At this time, the players of the youth team are in a group match, and Tuchel is still sitting in the stands to monitor and record various data.

After Chen Ran and Tuchel said hello, they sat together and watched the game.

"Thomas, what do you think of the kid who came to try out today? Is there a chance to stay?"

"Boss, do you mean the young man brought by Louis?"

Tuchel was a little surprised. Chen Ran came here to ask about a trial player?

"That's right, that guy, his name is Jamie Vardy."

"Oh, wait a minute, boss, I'll look for it."

After all, Tuchel bowed his head and began to rummage through the various data he recorded in his notepad.

"Boss, I'm sorry, except for good fighting spirit and hard work, all other abilities are not up to the requirements of our Crystal Palace, and the trial training has not passed."

"That's it"

Chen Ran was also scratching his head a little bit, he was so obvious, this Tuchel still denied the possibility of Vardy staying behind, no wonder this guy fell out with every club he worked with in his previous life.

"Thomas, do you think we can give him a short-term contract first, and stay and observe for a while before making a decision?"

Chen Ran tactfully made a suggestion.

For these future big cows, Chen Ran still gave full respect.

After all, when he wants to go back to China to select talents with football talents in the future, he can't rely on the system alone, but also rely on Tuchel's ability.

"Short-term contract? It seems that the boss is really optimistic about this little guy. In this case, first sign a short-term contract with Vardy for three months. However, boss, if he can't meet my standards when the contract ends , then I won’t keep him anymore.”

Tuchel hesitated for a moment, and Chen Ran talked about this point. If he objected again, he would really be ungrateful.

Therefore, Tuchel finally agreed to Chen Ran's short-term contract plan, leaving Vardy temporarily.

However, Chen Ran never expected that he managed to get Tuchel done with great difficulty, but another moth appeared on Vardy's side.

"Boss, I'm really sorry. I have to go back to work, or I won't have any money. If it's just a short-term contract, then I can only refuse, I'm very sorry."

When Tuchel told Vardy that he would sign him on a short-term contract, Vardy considered it and refused.

This made Tuchel so angry that he said that if the boss hadn't interceded, you wouldn't even be able to get this short-term contract, so how dare you pick and choose?
In a fit of anger, Tuchel didn't bother to talk nonsense with Vardy and asked him to come to see Chen Ran.

Chen Ran was also dumbfounded. Vardy's reason was so strong that he couldn't refute it.

After detailed questioning, Chen Ran learned that Vardy's biological father ran away with another woman shortly after he was born.

His mother later married a crane driver. Both of them are ordinary working-class people. Now Vardy has to work every day to earn money to support his family.

If he joins Crystal Palace, the original job will naturally be gone.The cost of living in London is not comparable to Sheffield, and it is really troublesome to lose income.

No, even the short-term contracts of the youth team are paid. Chen Ran slapped his head and was almost taken into the ditch by Vardy.

"Don't you know that short-term contracts also have salaries?" Chen Ran asked Vardy curiously.

"I know, but it's too little, it's not enough. When I was at Sheffield Wednesday Club, they gave me 20 pounds a week, and they didn't want to pay me, so they terminated my contract."

"Ahem, we are Crystal Palace, the leader of the Championship, not as stingy as Sheffield Wednesday. The salary of a short-term contract is 50 pounds a week. If you can stay after the contract expires, the salary of a formal contract is a weekly salary. £80. How about it? Would you like to stay now?"

"so much?"

Vardy was also taken aback. As expected of a London team, the shots were generous.

He calculated it carefully, and it should be enough to live by himself.

However, the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, so they must not let go of the opportunity to collect wool.

So Vardy licked his face and looked at Chen Ran again.

"Boss, can I have food and accommodation?"

(End of this chapter)