There is a dream called football

Chapter 147 The Floating Hearts at the End of the Season
"Jose, Luis called several international players, and Maniche reported to me," Morais said.

Luiz is the current head coach of the Portuguese national team Scolari. This summer's European Cup is very important to him, and Porto has many international players. This is completely understandable for Mourinho.

"It stands to reason that we have held back the national team. These players should have gone to the national team to report."

"Ha ha."

"and also……"

"what?"

"Deco's agent came once, but left quickly."

Mourinho's face changed immediately, and Deco estimated that he must leave, but Mourinho hoped to take him back to Chelsea.

"Do you want to remind me?"

Morais also knew that Deco would not be able to keep it, but his mind should be on Porto's side before the final.

But Mourinho thinks more. In fact, Deco is not the only one who is ready to move now. It can be said that most of the players are being targeted by European powerhouses, even himself, so there is nothing to say.

"Leave this to me."

"it is good."

*****
When the lights are on, cities like Gelsenkirchen become very quiet, even quiet.

"Dong dong dong."

A sudden knock on the door startled Deco.

"The door is open."

Pushing the door open, Mourinho showed half of his head, and Deco immediately stood up, "Boss."

"watching TV."

"Ha ha."

The hotel is meticulous. You can receive Portuguese TV channels here. Deco was watching a TV series just now.

"Anderson, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"No."

Deco immediately reached out to the small bar to get a drink for Mourinho, who took it and put it aside.

Deco knew that there must be something wrong with Mourinho coming to his room, because this is not usually the case.

Deco trained very rigorously and performed very well. The coach didn't need to give him orders in private.

"Jose, what's the matter?"

Mourinho is not going to beat around the bush anymore, "I heard that your agent came once."

Deco smiled, "Yes, but it will not affect my Champions League final, I am a professional player."

"Hehe, can I know your next family?"

Deco's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't say anything. His next home was Barcelona, ​​but he didn't want to say anything.

"Haha."

Mourinho smiled, and then said frankly: "Then let me tell you my next home, Chelsea."

Deco's mouth was wide enough to fit a light bulb.

"What? Are you stunned?"

There is nothing surprising about going to Chelsea, but Mourinho's tone of telling this huge secret seems to be playing, which shocked Deco.

Mourinho continued: "And I can tell you that not only I want to go, I will also take Carvalho, Li Qiao, and Ferreira."

"What? Then Pinto didn't kill you?"

"Hahaha."

Deco is also happy.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, "Since this is the case, then I have nothing to hide. My next home is probably Barcelona."

"Barcelona?"

Barcelona has a special complex for Mourinho. He has been an "apprentice" in Barcelona for five years, first under Robertson, and then under Van Gaal. It can be said that he has learned all his life skills there.

If it is another club, then Mourinho will definitely recruit Deco forcibly, but when he hears Barcelona, ​​there is nothing to say.

"Barcelona is a good club."

Deco nodded with a smile, "I like Barcelona. I have loved Barcelona since I was a child. My dream is about to come true."

Mourinho stood up and patted Deco, "Play well in the final, go to Barcelona as the champion of the Champions League, they will respect you."

"I know, boss."

Walking in the corridor, Mourinho suddenly thought about it, and lost his possessions like this. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Mourinho's eyes widened, maybe Carvalho was also robbed.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

Carvalho came out wearing a towel, knocking on the door so urgently, could it be something urgent?
As soon as he opened the door, seeing Mourinho in a hurry, Carvalho wondered, "Boss, what's the matter?"

"You...haven't left home yet, have you?"

The question was nonsensical, Carvalho was confused, he looked at the corridor, and then invited Mourinho in first.

After closing the door, Carvalho asked, "Is there any rumor about me in the media?"

"No."

It is also difficult for Mourinho to explain, and these one or two sentences are also unclear, but Carvalho regards Mourinho as his child, even if he single-handedly promoted Carvalho, that would not be an exaggeration.

So Mourinho was less polite, and put his hands on Carvalho's shoulders, "Just answer me, you haven't left the house yet, have you?"

"No." Carvalho was like a frightened little rabbit.

Mourinho smiled suddenly, "That's good, you must go to Chelsea with me."

Carvalho nodded.

Coming out of Carvalho's room, Mourinho regained his confidence. It seems that most players are still loyal to him.

Throughout his life, Mourinho is a very strong kind of coach. He is very good to the players, but he also emphasizes the loyalty of the players to him, which is the source of a team's combat effectiveness.

*****
Sousa has made a lot of phone calls recently, all from various clubs to inquire about Li Qiao's situation.

"What? Groningen Club? What kind of club is this?"

When Sousa knew that the other party was a club in the Netherlands, he immediately hung up the phone, and angrily said to Lorinda next to him, "These clubs are becoming more and more unreliable now. Why are you calling from a Dutch club? Could it be that they can afford one of Li Qiao's legs?"

Seeing her father's bullish appearance, Lorinda was very angry and funny.

"Dad, you only have two players under you, Li Qiao and Lei Wen. It seems that you are not a big agent."

"Hehe, don't laugh at your father. When Porto wins the Champions League, I'll sell Li Qiao for a sky-high price."

Lorinda's heart sank, is that going to leave Porto?

"Dad, Li Qiao is gone, what about your manager?"

"I'll go too. Our Seagull restaurant can open a branch in continental Europe."

Lorinda clasped her hands together and said with a smile, "Great, let's go to Northern Europe. I like the scenery over there."

Sousa flicked her daughter's forehead, "Silly girl, I have to teach you again, do you know the five major leagues?"

Lorinda frowned, and Sosa was already introducing the football leagues of Spain, England, Germany, France, and Italy.

"Dad, let's go to Italy then."

At this time, Sosa really received an offer from the Italian team.

(End of this chapter)