green showman

Chapter 119 The Broker

Although Sun Wu is still unknown in the entire German football world, he is well-known in Wolfsburg, although he only played two games as a substitute.

So when he walked into the bar opposite the Volkswagen Athletic Stadium, several fans in green and white jerseys raised their beer glasses and yelled loudly.

The owner of this bar has some relationship with the club, so many players would come here to have a drink after training. Just as Sun Wugang walked into the bar, he saw a familiar figure.

"Hi, Best." Gentner got up and greeted, "Didn't practice more today?"

"No, I have an appointment today..." Sun Wu glanced at the blonde girl next to his teammate, smiled and winked at Gentner, "Christian, I don't think she's quite attractive."

Gentner smiled shyly but complacently, and asked the waiter to serve Sun Wu a glass of beer.

This blonde is really nice, with a delicate face and clear eyes, but her body is so hot that it makes people drool.

Sun Wu walked to the corner with a beer glass in his hand, and the first thing he did when he sat down was to push the beer glass to the opposite side of the table, and then ordered a glass of juice.

"Actually, beer is not alcohol..." Pere lowered his head and took a sip. "It tastes good."

"After all, it's alcoholic beverages. After I retire, I'll have time to taste them." Sun Wu looked at the face on the opposite side, which was a little familiar, but it was actually not the same person. "Pere, when will you return to Barcelona?"

"If everything goes well, sign the contract tonight and go back tomorrow." Pere looked at Gentner who was joking with the blonde from a distance with great interest, "That's Wolfsburg's No. 25, a very good midfielder .”

"Christian Gentner, but his contract is signed with Sports Total, you should know this sports company?" The smile on Sun Wu's face was a bit weird.

"Of course, Sturt Root, one of the best agents in the Bundesliga." Pere shrugged, his face uncertain, "I found out after I entered the industry that this industry is also quite difficult, Best, you know? La Masia's fantastic kids around 14 have agents and everyone wants to find the next Messi."

"I'm not Leon..." Sun Wu said slowly, "Uncle Patrick called me last night, and I have read that contract carefully..."

"Is there a problem?"

"Signing the contract is very simple. I happen to be short of an agent, but I have a lot of requirements... Maybe you will be very dissatisfied."

"A lot of demands?" Pere said after a moment of silence: "A good agent not only asks the club for a higher salary and bonus for you, but also finds a company that is willing to pay for you to get an endorsement..."

"From physical health, public speaking, physical training, and even your personal or established company, you will have an overall and long-term plan." Pere smiled, "For example, Leon is like this, and now his father built a professional team for him. There were more than 20 people, all professionals, but the problem was...he was Leon."

"So, I have to reflect my own value before you will consider it." Sun Wu said calmly, "This is normal, a good agent will choose a good target."

Perry just nodded without saying a word.

"But that's not my request." Sun Wu lowered his head and took a sip of his drink, then glanced back at the waiter not far away, "Damn it, this is definitely not freshly squeezed juice..."

Pere reminded with a smile, "Best, this is a bar."

"First, you are responsible for the business dealings, but those involving China are not yours."

Perey pondered for a moment and quickly nodded in agreement. Uh, in 2009, Chinese capital was not so crazy, and Perey didn't think that the far east could bring any benefits to a European like Best.

"Second, regarding my transfer, it must be approved by me."

Pere was stunned, and smiled wryly: "Of course, I won't insist on letting you go to Real Madrid without your approval."

"Why take Real Madrid as an example?" Sun Wu said with a smile: "The same goes for Barcelona."

The words that were neither yin nor yang stabbed Perret, his face changed, and he asked tentatively: "If it was Barcelona, ​​wouldn't you want to go?"

"Who knows." Sun Wu continued with an emphasis: "If you want to transfer, I hope you can provide me with as detailed information as possible, and I will decide in the end."

Pere was stunned for a while and shook his head, "I don't quite understand."

The place where a powerful agent can make a difference is nothing more than in the transfer market, and the players under him usually don't have a very clear goal for which club to go to. See which one is more sincere, which one is stronger, and which one gives more benefits.

But Sun Wu is different. As a time traveler, he clearly knows the changes of European giants in the next ten years.

The decline of the Gunners and Manchester United, the rise of Liverpool and Manchester City.

The Hornets once overwhelmed Bayern with run-and-bomb tactics, but the latter regrouped after Guardiola's arrival.

The emergence of Atlético de Madrid made the Western Super League formed by Real Madrid and Barcelona disintegrate within a few years, and Simeone also became another world-class young coach after Deschamps and Magic Bird.

Juventus, who only returned to the top league last year, started a jaw-dropping seven consecutive championships after recruiting Pogba and Pirlo...

Sun Wu has enough information resources to choose the club that suits him best.

"is that OK?"

"Uh, I'm going to think about..."

"Okay, I'll give you 1 minute." Sun Wu stretched out his wrist and stared at his watch.

Pere twitched his mouth and was speechless, "Okay, I promised, is there any more?"

"Of course." Sun Wu saw that the face of the guy on the opposite side was getting darker, and said with a smile: "It's just a small matter, one is that my sister may be in charge of China's affairs, or she may use my name to communicate with you, of course she will communicate with you. "

"Your sister?" Pere nodded after thinking for a while, "Why don't you just let her join my sports company?"

Sun Wu hesitated for a while, "Let's talk about it, I still don't know where she will settle down."

Five minutes later, Sun Wu put away his pen and handed over the contract.

Pere breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile: "Next, I will discuss your contract with Wolfsburg. You are still getting a basic salary. It is too shabby. If we sign the contract two months in advance, at least I can help you get an annual salary of 150W."

Sun Wu scratched his ears, "The lion opened his mouth wide, with an annual salary of 300 million, and a contract of no more than three years..."

"Huh?" Pere was a little surprised, "Talk to Bengli?"

"En." Sun Wu's smile was a little weird, "There is a liquidated damages clause in the contract."

"how much is it?"

"800 euros."

"800 million?" Pere pointed at the guy opposite, "The guys in Wolfsburg will regret it in the future!"

Indeed, for a young player who was seriously injured and forced to retire, the liquidated damages of 800 million euros is enough to be cautious, but for a talented player who will take off in the future, the liquidated damages of 800 million euros is too cheap...

(End of this chapter)