The strongest winger

Chapter 60 Contract Finalization
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The next day was sunny and clear.

The Iberian Peninsula has begun to have a warm atmosphere, and the entire Valencia region exudes bursts of orange fragrance, as if filled with a hint of happiness.

While the entire Valencia media was praising Ranieri for leading the team to three consecutive victories this season, Papa.Adrian's wife got up early, cooked a delicious breakfast for her husband, and then helped him check the briefcase, in case he forgot to bring anything, she knew that he was going to the Valencia Club today because of business.

What a virtuous and virtuous wife.

Every time Adrian goes to work, his wife will always carefully prepare a love breakfast for him. After more than ten years of marriage, it has not changed.

Before leaving the house, his wife kissed him on the lips, "Come on! Husband!!"

Adrian covered his wife's face with both hands, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his wife's forehead back.

This scene has happened countless times, and Adrian can't remember exactly how many times, it started from the day they got married.

In this way, Adrian happily drove his Volkswagen towards the high-level office building of the Valencia Club with his wife's blessing.

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"Hi, hello--I'm Papa Adrian, Ai's manager, I've made an appointment before, thank you..." Adrian politely took out his business card and handed it to the beautiful receptionist.

"Wait a minute." The beauty at the front desk quickly opened the memo to check, and found that there was indeed this person, so she quickly dialed the office hotline of the chairman's secretary Mary.

"Hi Miss Mary, Ai's agent, Mr. Adrian, has come."

The other end of the phone soon came, "Well, okay, you bring him to the conference room!"

After the beautiful receptionist hung up the phone, she quickly brought Adrian, who was looking around, to the conference room where the senior executives of the Valencia club usually hold meetings.

Five minutes later, Sorel, accompanied by his secretary Mary, also came to the conference room.

"Hello, Mr. Adrian, I'm Soler, the chairman of the Valencia Club." A majestic voice came from behind Adrian.

Adrian quickly supported the stool, stood up, and stretched out his right hand, "Hello, hello! Mr. Sorel."

For Soler, Adrian is also considered an old opponent. His team member Navarro belongs to Valencia. Because of Navarro's contract renewal six months ago, the two also communicated.

"Congratulations! Mr. Adrian, it's gratifying to sign such a young and promising player as Ai, haha." Soler said with a smile while holding Adrian's hand.

Adrian is used to this kind of expression of the businessman, and he also smiled and said, "It's just a fluke. How can it compare with your achievements? Everyone in Valencia knows everyone! Haha." After the compliment, he didn't say anything else, and directly cut to the point, "I came here this time for a simple reason. I came here for Ai's new contract."

"Okay, talk quickly!" Sorel winked at Mary after finishing speaking, then walked to the main seat in the conference room and sat down.

Just as Soler sat down, Mary also handed a contract to Adrian, "Mr. Adrian, this is Ai's latest contract."

Adrian was also polite, took the contract from Mary with a smile, sat down directly, and began to look seriously.

One minute later, Adrian gently put the contract on the table, and then pushed the contract in front of Soler, "Mr. Soler, I can't see the sincerity of your club for this contract! The weekly salary of 1 euros is completely unsuitable for a player who scored eight goals and four assists in five games!"

Sorel was not angry either. He took the coffee that Mary handed over, and after enjoying a sip, he sat up straight, looked at Adrian and said with a smile, "Oh? Then what do you think is sincerity?"

Adrian cursed the old fox secretly, stretched out three fingers, and said slowly, "At least [-] euros!"

Hearing this weekly salary, Soler immediately patted the table, "Impossible! The average salary of the team is not at this price!!"

Soler didn't lie, the team's highest salary now is the captain Ruben.Baraja only has a weekly salary of [-] euros. For Valencia, which is still preparing to build the new Mestalla Stadium, this weekly salary is completely impossible!And for a young player, Soler, who is in charge of the market, is completely unacceptable. Although young players are full of vigor and infinite possibilities, they also represent variables and instability.

Adrian smiled and looked at Soler, "Mr. Chairman, isn't this negotiating... How much weekly salary do you think is in line with Ai's worth?"

These words almost made Sorel roll his eyes and was about to faint.

Damn you, is this learning and selling now?

Afterwards, Soler stretched out a finger, and Adrian tentatively asked, "Ten thousand euros??" After Soler nodded, he hurriedly shouted: "This is impossible!!! The club has such an outstanding young player without spending a single peseta, at least [-] euros a week!!"

Sorel shook his head quickly after listening, "This number is impossible! I still say the same thing, [-] euros!!"

In this way, the two sides fell into a deadlock in the negotiations.

At this time, Secretary Mary poured a cup of coffee for each of them, and said sweetly, "You two take it easy."

While Adrian was drinking coffee, his head was running at high speed at the same time.

"Mr. Chairman, how about a weekly salary of [-] euros, a goal bonus of [-] euros, an assist bonus of [-] euros, and a signing fee of [-]?" Adrian looked at Soler and said with a smile.

Soler was drinking coffee while listening, and then seemed to have made a very important decision, "The maximum weekly salary is [-] euros!"

Adrian saw that Soler had made a concession, and after thinking about it, he should also make an appropriate concession, so he said: "It is not impossible to promise a weekly salary of [-], but five years is too long, three years at most!"

After thinking about it for a moment, Sollers said, "Four years! Three years is too little! Four years!!"

Of course, Adrian would not agree to four years, and quickly said with affirmation: "The weekly salary is [-] euros, the goal bonus is [-] euros, the assist is [-] euros, the signing fee is [-] euros, and the contract is for three years. Don't forget that he is holding a club youth team contract. This kind of contract can be bought out easily! Otherwise," the voice changed, "I believe other clubs will be very interested in getting such a young player with such potential almost for free!"

Adrian's last words deeply hurt Soler's heart.Sorel pondered for a moment, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Adrian, "You won! I agree to your terms!!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Adrian raised his coffee cup very gentlemanly, motioned to Sorel, and drank the cold coffee in one breath.

"Happy cooperation!"

After congratulating each other, the two discussed again. After the next round of the league, they will hold a press conference for Ai Luo to announce the news of the signing.

Neither of them had any opinion on this.

Later, Soler asked Mary to send Adrian out of the meeting room on the pretext that he was busy with work.

After the closing sound of the conference room door sounded, Soler stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his back.Because the club's high-rise office building is not far from the training ground, the office building can clearly see the team's training ground.So Soler could look at one of the running figures on the training ground from the window, and murmured, "Boy, I hope you don't let my investment go to waste."

After sighing, Soler fell into the funds for the team to build a new stadium and began to worry.

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Since his debut, Ai Luo has played really well on the court, so scattered reporters can be seen all the time outside the team's training base.

Although the team has finished training at this moment, many players have left the training base, but there are still many reporters who have not left because they are all waiting for someone.If you look at it more clearly, basically all Asian faces with yellow skin, black eyes and black hair are waiting for someone.

After a day of training and additional training, the three of them took a comfortable shower in the locker room and then came to the gate of the base.

"What do you think about Numancia, who will face Numancia in the next round? Smecta..."

When they came to the door, they were taken aback by the sudden microphone. Raul, who was studying Chinese Kung Fu recently.Albiol clenched his fists instantly.

"Huh?" Ai Luo reacted, and looked at the Korean in front of him suspiciously, "What did you say??"

Regarding Ai Luo's doubts, the reporter from South Korea said in Chinese with sloppy feet: "Ni Hao, the horizontal one is from the Republic of Korea, and his name is Li Haoming. What do you think of the next round of Ni's face and cheek against Numancia?"

Ai Luo listened to the sloppy Chinese, and it was very painful, so he simply switched to the Korean state, and said in Korean: "I can speak a little Korean, you can just speak Korean!"

Li Haoming was taken aback immediately, isn't this Korean too standard? ?

The Chinese reporter not far away was also taken aback. Is he Chinese?How come Korean is so good? ?

Ai Luo saw Li Haoming's expression in his eyes, and knew that he was surprised, so he explained indiscriminately: "I have a distant relative who is Korean, and he taught me when I was young."

"I learned it when I was a child, but I can speak it so fluently when I grow up?" Of course Li Haoming didn't say this, but said secretly in his heart.

Li Haoming coughed, moistened his throat, took out his notebook and pen, and asked, "What do you think of Manusia's Korean player Lee Cheon-soo?"

Li Tianxiu? ?
Ai Luo rolled his eyes and searched for information about this person in his mind. After a while, he said casually, "Who is this? I haven't heard of it."

The South Korean reporter who heard this almost had smoke in his head. What does it mean who is this?This is the most famous football star in the Republic of Korea, okay??
bumpkin! !
Korean reporter Li Haoming left immediately angrily.

Ai Luo was taken aback by this reaction.

What's wrong with this?
The domestic reporter standing not far in front of him has a straight chest and a work ID card hanging on his chest. Ai Luo can see the 'Football News Reporter: Li Mengqi' from the work card on the other side's chest.

A nice name.

"The reporter who interviewed you just now is a Korean. The Li Tianxiu who he asked you about is one of the most talented players in South Korea. He is currently playing for the Numancia Club... Koreans can be said to be the most proud nation in the world. When he heard your answer, he regarded your words as looking down on Korean players, so he was very angry..." Li Mengqi stood aside and explained to Ai Luo.

After hearing such an explanation, it became clear at a glance.

Instinctively looking up, she saw fine black curly long hair draped over her shoulders, big eyes, small red lips and white skin, a pair of small dimples evenly distributed on both sides of her cheeks, clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes, white and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips like rose petals.

"Damn it! Beauty!!" Since it was said in Spanish, then. ． ．
(End of this chapter)