There is a dream called football

Chapter 417
Wenger was nervously waiting in the office for a call from the intermediary, asking whether Pepe might be transferred.

For Wenger, this is very important. There are not many options for central defenders. The good central defenders have been acquired by the giants of the five major leagues, such as Ferdinand of Manchester United, Carvalho of Chelsea and John Terry.

Of course Wenger likes these people, but the possibility of acquisition is zero, and the target must be outside the five major leagues.

When the phone rings, European coaches always have their own trusted intermediary, and Wenger does the same.

"How's it going, Matthew?"

"Porto say Pepe is not for sale."

Wenger chuckled, "Don't tell me this. Anyone in Porto can sell it. I know it's just a matter of price."

"Haha, Arthur, you're right."

"How? Just tell me."

"4000 euros."

Wenger gasped.

"Then the transaction price is about 3500 million."

According to past experience, the initial quotation is generally inflated and requires bargaining, which is also easy to understand.

But this time is different.

"Arthur, this time is different."

"Different?"

"why?"

Wenger didn't understand.

"Arthur, let me tell you straight, there are a lot of people staring at Pepe now. He is very popular, so Porto has no worries about selling him."

"I can also guess this, but 4000 million is too high. He has only been in Europe for two years."

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"Anyway, the other party's tone is very tough."

Wenger understood that in this situation, there must be a team that has already offered an offer to Porto, and the price may not be low. Otherwise, ordinary clubs cannot be so arrogant.

"Can you find out if there is an offer from a club to Porto, and what is the price?"

"This...I'm afraid it won't work. This is a top secret for any club."

Wenger expressed understanding.

The next day, Wenger found Li Qiao, and he wondered if Li Qiao had any friends in Porto and could help him.

But I don't know how to speak. This kind of thing is not a player's job. It can even be said that Wenger has exceeded his authority.

But on the other hand, these things are unspoken rules. It is often heard that someone transferred because of a phone call. Strictly speaking, it is also against the rules, but everyone does it like that. In short, nothing is certain in the human world.

So Wenger told Li Qiao about his thoughts.

"Li Qiao, I'm asking you for help, but it's not your job. If you have any doubts, you can tell me."

Li Qiao nodded.

This task is not difficult, because Pepe's transfer to Real Madrid in the previous life was considered a big event. Li Qiao still remembers that the transfer fee was about 3000 million, so there is no need to make a phone call. Li Qiao can tell Wenger this information, but it still needs to be pretended.

"Boss, I'd love to help, but I can't promise anything."

Wenger was overjoyed and patted Li Qiao, "Of course, thank you in advance."

The next day, Li Qiao found Wenger and told Wenger all the information he could think of about Pepe.

Wenger was both surprised and delighted.

"Is this news reliable?"

Li Qiao shrugged.

"I'm not sure, but that's what I've been told."

Wenger nodded, "If the news is reliable, then you have really helped me a lot."

"Happy to serve."

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"I'm sorry, Asher, I used all my connections, but I really can't find out who made an offer to Pepe."

"Thank you first."

"Matthew, I found out through my channel."

The other party was taken aback.

"It's impossible, unless you are friends with the boss of Porto. As far as I know, this matter may only be known to him."

"You don't have to worry about how I found out."

"Tell me, Arthur, I can fly to Porto and talk to them myself."

Wenger told the information he got.

With Matthew's professional sensitivity, he thought about it and felt that the news was probably true.

"Arthur, you are amazing."

"Hehe, I'll leave the rest to you."

"let me try."

Putting down the phone, Wenger could only look forward to it. Of course, he also knew that this was just the first step, and there was still a long way to go.

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Jorge Pinto.

The owner of Porto, the head of the black shop in Europe, no matter how teased and ridiculed by the outside world, he upholds his own business philosophy and has no shame. For him, football is like a stock. He sells high and buys low, and does not need to invest in emotion.

Just like an excellent stockholder should not have feelings for his own stock, it is just a tool to make money.

Pinto maintains a good relationship with people in the football circle. On the one hand, he needs an informant to buy from South America, and on the other hand, he needs an informant to sell at a high price in Europe.

These are all tacit matters, so when Pinto met Matthew, he was very polite and specially met at the Michelin restaurant.

Pinto began by boasting first.

"I can't count on one hand the clubs that are interested in Pepe right now."

"Of course, but I think you will always sell him. As for where his next home is, it doesn't matter. What matters is the quotation."

"You are right, if Arsenal can offer a transfer fee of 4000 million, then the winter break can be taken away."

Matthew laughed, "That's not necessary. Pepe is no longer able to represent other teams in the Champions League this season. I think the transfer should happen as early as next summer."

Pinto shrugged, "That's okay, you know, we are the most trustworthy in business, we have agreed, then the transfer date can be set later, and we will not sell it to others."

"4000 million is too high."

"Hehe, some clubs have already bid 4500 million. Do you really think 4000 million is high?"

Matthew laughed again, "I heard a rumor."

"Tell me."

Pinto knew very well that this was just the opponent's tactic to delay the attack, and it was impossible to have any definite news.

Because it is impossible to leak the core news, an old Jianghu like him is very confident in this.

"Well, as I said, there are indeed many clubs interested in Pepe, but there is only one real offer, and that is Real Madrid, and it is only in the early 3000 million."

As soon as these words came out, Pinto's face twitched, and then quickly recovered.

"Am i right?"

"Haha, I don't know where you heard it from. It seems that you know more than I do."

But Pinto's expression had already betrayed him.

Matthew smiled and said, "You know, most of the teams that leak their offers are not sincere."

Pinto's expression was already ugly, but he still had to cover it up, because the news couldn't have been leaked by himself, so it was very clear.

"Okay, I promise you, I will think about it carefully."

(End of this chapter)