Beast King Costa

Chapter 118 Priority Training
"Diego, your two goals on Saturday were so beautiful! Really, so beautiful! I can still vividly remember them until now-who would have thought that you ran more than 12000 meters in the whole game, and at the last moment Can you still speed up twice and directly pass Kleber Anderson? Tsk tsk, the directors of Portuguese Sports TV are simply blind. Your "one-stop" goal at the last moment of the lore game should be the best in the 28th round. Good goal!"

"Uh……"

As soon as he sat down, Jorge Mendes excitedly praised Diego's performance last weekend, which made Diego quite unaccustomed.

After all, Jorge Mendes looks "X cold". Seeing him excitedly advocating his performance like an orator at the moment, Diego also needs to slow down before he can accept Jorge. Hermendes this "new character".

Regarding this, Jorge Mendes frowned in confusion: "Hey! Diego, why do you have a weird expression?"

"because……"

After thinking about it for a while, Diego still didn't speak out. After all, he and Jorge Mendes are not too familiar yet, and he doesn't know if speaking straightforwardly will offend him, a football predator. .

"Because I've been working hard recently."

"You kid is really hardworking..."

Jorge Mendes said with emotion: "The running distance in the last game was 12135 meters! It's too exaggerated! If you just looked at the running data, I thought Jesualdo Ferreira arranged for you to play at the back waist down."

After all, Jorge Mendes did not forget to remind Diego seriously: "It's good to be young with a positive attitude and hard work, but you can't fight too much. If it affects physical development or leaves some sports injuries What about the injured? It’s right to work hard for the present, but you also have to think about the future.”

"Mr. Mendes, I understand this. It's just..."

Diego tentatively asked, "Can the restaurant serve food earlier? I've been exercising a lot recently, and my stomach is already..."

After all, the "gurgling" sound from Diego's stomach is also equivalent to helping Diego continue the following words.

"Ah! I'm hungry!"

Jorge Mendes will definitely not let his players go hungry. He quickly signaled the waiter to serve the food: "Let's eat first, and then we can talk about business when we are full."

Although Jorge Mendes didn't engage in the marketing gimmick of "Football Buffett's Lunch", eating with Jorge Mendes is quite a treat.

"Young man is still growing up, eat more. Boston deep-sea lobster, Hokkaido cod, Wellington steak... Oh! Or beef eye. French foie gras, 87-year-old Lafite..."

At the end of the introduction, Jorge Mendes smiled and said: "Why did you choose the 87 Lafite? It's not because the 87 Lafite tastes good, but because of your birth year, so I chose it. In 87. I told the restaurant to let me sober up a long time ago. Come on! Let's have a drink first."

After all, Jorge Mendes poured Diego's goblet himself before pouring it for himself.

"This……"

Diego asked rather awkwardly: "It shouldn't be very good, right? I'm a professional athlete, so I can drink."

"Professional athletes can't drink alcohol often, but red wine can still be enjoyed occasionally. After all, it is very beneficial to the body."

Seeing Diego's worried look, Jorge Mendes also personally lifted Diego's wine glass and stuffed it into Diego's hand for a clinking ceremony: "Don't worry about drinking. Cristiano also drinks some red wine occasionally to promote blood vessel circulation. , which is even good for relieving physical fatigue.”

"Then, I'll have a drink."

Jorge Mendes was so enthusiastic, Diego was too embarrassed to refuse, and touched his lips a little, which was considered a bit of face for the "football predator" in front of him.

Seeing that Diego didn't like drinking, Jorge Mendes didn't force Diego to drink with him, so he drank it happily.

Jorge Mendes isn't a professional athlete, and he's fine with drinking -- he'll have to be even better for it.

Jorge Mendes was busy drinking, but Diego was busy eating.

You know, Caesar told Diego to eat more nutritious things in real life. At this time, Jorge Mendes was acting as a host without having to dig into his own pocket, so Diego was rude and caught him. Pick up the lobster, dip it in the dipping sauce, and eat it in one bite.

"Wow! Boston Lobster, simply amazing!"

"Eat more if it tastes good."

Jorge Mendes may have found a young, beautiful, white and long-legged girlfriend, so he looked very happy. I saw him admiring the fine wine in the goblet, and said with a satisfied expression: "Diego! , In the last round of the game, you raised your worth. Now, more than half of the teams in the Portuguese Super League have offered you a transfer offer. Rio Avi, who is most interested in you, even made an offer Raised to 320 million euros!"

"320 million euros!"

Diego put down the knife and fork in his hand, and thought about it: "When we had breakfast together in Lisbon, Rio Avi seemed to only offer me 200 million euros, right? Now, it's even more than that. One-half!"

"It's 230 million euros..."

Jorge Mendes looked at Diego happily: "However, Rio Avi's offer is no longer the highest."

"Oh???"

This surprised Diego quite a bit.

Jorge Mendes said before that Rio Avi was going to train himself as the core after he was relegated, so he paid such a high transfer fee, which is even higher than Rio Avi club?

Could it be that the positive effect brought about by the performance of one game is so high?

"Hey! Surely you can't think of which team it is?"

"Er...is it possible, Maritimo? Or Guimaraes?"

"Maritimo and Guimaraes do have the financial strength to open that price, but their strength is not enough to make me so excited."

I saw Jorge Mendes put down his wine glass and looked at Diego with excitement in his eyes.

"It's Benfica! Benfica has made you an offer of 400 million euros, and there are floating transfer bonuses, which can add up to 450 million euros!"

"Benfica!?"

This answer surprised Diego: "This...Benfica actually made such a high offer?"

"Hey! The top management of Benfica is very optimistic about you. They even promised to give you a priority in training. Next season, you will directly enter the 25-man roster of the first team."

"Actually promised to give priority to training!!!"

Hearing this, Diego was also stunned—he was still struggling with Caesar a few days ago, which team should he go to next, now!The problem has been completely solved. Benfica, one of the three giants, has promised himself a position in the first team, so do I need to consider other teams?

However, this excitement quickly faded.

To Jorge Mendes' surprise, Diego suddenly regained his composure, shook his head and refused: "Forget it. I'd better not go to Benfica."

(End of this chapter)