heir to the red devil

Chapter 884 Check it out...

Chapter 884 Check it out...

When the reporter of "Daily Sports" finished speaking, he raised his head high and looked at Jin Taige who was sitting on the rostrum.

At this time, many people in the audience agreed with his point of view.

"This makes sense. Dembele and Neymar are indeed not at the same level of players."

"Yeah, among the players under Melo, Neymar, Hazard, Griezmann and others all have top-level strengths. Although Dembele is also good, he is still far behind."

"That's true. The price tag of [-] million is a bit high."

Kintag also ignored the reporter of "Daily Sports". He took a sip of water in a calm manner, and then said slowly: "When was the last time Barcelona won the Champions League? I seem to have forgotten it. Let me think about it." ...It should be the 2010-2011 season, right. So far, 6 or 7 years have passed. Although Neymar is good, he has never helped Barcelona win the Champions League since joining Barcelona!"

"Look at our Dembele again. Although he is only 18 years old, he is already a seven-time champion! He also defended the Champions League last season! Dembele has much more honors than Neymar! What qualifications do you have to say Dembele is not as good as Neymar!"

"Besides, Dembele has won the European Golden Boy Award, has Neymar won it? Pogba, who was the last European Golden Boy Award, has already transferred to Manchester City for [-] million euros! Dembele has more honors than him He's in good shape, I didn't raise the price, I just offered [-] million euros, isn't that unreasonable?"

"I put my words here today: there is no [-] million euros, and Dembele is out of the question! There are many teams that can afford this price, not just your master's family!"

After saying these words forcefully, Jin Taige turned around and left the table!

This time the press conference is over, Jin Taige's tough attitude is not even inferior to that of Klopp who went crazy a few days ago.

In Barcelona, ​​Valverde's worst fears happened.

"Sir, what shall we do next?"

Bartomeu felt his head hurt: "It is so laborious to buy someone now, but it was better a few years ago. Players can put money in and subsidize the transfer fee."

(I'm so worried about the veterans of Arsenal, lightly spray...)
Valverde suggested: "Let's raise the offer a bit, the start of the new season is not far away, players need to be in place as soon as possible to integrate into the team."

"Okay, then I will add another 1000 million euros, so Manchester United should be able to accept it!" Bartomeu felt his flesh hurt.

An hour later, Kim Tag received a call from Woodward.

"A new offer came from Barcelona, ​​a little higher."

"Has it reached [-] million?"

"No, but this time..."

"Needless to say, decline! As I said, if the price is less than [-] million euros, all decline!"

"This...well, listen to you."

Just as Woodward was about to hang up the phone, Kintag said again: "Ed, if there is an offer from another team, please let me know in time. Even if the price is less than [-] million, as long as it is close, I will sell it."

"Oh, I see, what about Barcelona?"

"They must be [-] million! Not even one less!"

Just when Manchester United and Barcelona were in a stalemate over the transfer of Dembele, in Madrid, Spain, Mourinho held a press conference. At the press conference, he was full of energy and talked to reporters.

"Actually, I have been paying attention to Dembele. He is a very good player. In the case of a premium in the transfer market today, the price of [-] million euros is really not expensive. I guess if it is not because of Dembele's contract. Kintag will not sell such a talented player when the time expires."

"Real Madrid still has a lot of transfer fees left this summer. Buying Dembele should be a surplus. We are going to formally make an offer to Manchester United to buy Dembele!"

"What's the situation with Real Madrid!" Barcelona chairman Bartomeu was about to collapse, "Why did this guy Mourinho come out to make trouble! When did they want to buy Dembele? Isn't this obviously playing tricks on us?"

Valverde said nothing.

Barcelona's transfer manager whispered: "According to our informant, Real Madrid should be playing for real this time. I found out through Real Madrid that Real Madrid is currently preparing quotation materials and will submit them to Manchester United recently."

Bartomeu was taken aback: "Impossible, right? Real Madrid really want to buy Dembele? Don't they already have a new striker trident? And there are Benzema and Bell rotations, and they still want to buy someone?"

The transfer manager nodded: "My informant told me that he saw the offer proposal from Real Madrid with Manchester United's name written on it. This is absolutely true."

"This is going to be troublesome..." Bartomeu leaned on the sofa in frustration, "Well, let's raise another 1000 million. This time, the offer is 8000 million euros. Manchester United should be fine, right? What do you think?"

Bartomeu looked at Valverde.

Valverde's expression was numb: "But I don't think it's very likely, let's see..."

Valverde guessed right.

Ten minutes after Barcelona made their new offer, United responded immediately.

"Reject the 8000 million offer! Dembele asks for [-] million euros!"

Barca panicked.

In Woodward's office, Woodward looked at the new Barcelona offer on the table: "8000 million euros is really a lot, Tiger, you just rejected it?"

Jin Taige smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Basa is more anxious than us, they will not be run away by us."

"You are so confident..." Woodward was still very worried, "If Dembele doesn't transfer and leave in the end, we won't get a penny next year."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Jin Taige leaned on the sofa limitedly, and looked at Woodward with a smile, with a very sure look.

In the parallel world of the previous life in Kintag's memory, Barcelona bought Dembele's soap opera like this, and finally Dortmund won.Unexpectedly, in this life, in this soap opera, he would become an important role.

Jin Taige suddenly remembered something: "Ed, has Real Madrid made an offer to us recently?"

"Who is the bid for?"

"Dembele."

"No," Woodward shook his head, "Real Madrid has not had any contact with us recently."

Jin Taige frowned: "That's strange. Why did Mourinho publicly express his interest in Dembele? I thought he really wanted to buy Dembele. What's going on? What do you want to do?"

Jin Taige was wondering, when his cell phone rang, he took it out and saw that it was the manager Mendes.

"Hello, Jorge. What's the matter?"

"Tiger, I have something important to tell you."

(End of this chapter)

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