Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

On the field, Modric was wearing the No. 10 jersey. After receiving the pass from the backcourt, he turned around lightly under the defense of the three, raised his foot and tore through the opponent's entire defense.

It's a pity that the striker who caught the ball had poor shooting skills and missed this opportunity.

Under strong confrontation, a scalpel-like pass!

Qin Feng admired in his heart that the 13-year-old Modric already has the air of a general.

After looking at it for a while, the old handsome Shang Yin also nodded and said:

"That's right. He has a broad vision, is creative, and has a very high ball quotient. With his own strength, he connects the offense and defense of the entire team. He is a real midfield hub."

"Our Liaodong team lacks such players."

Before Qin Feng could reply, Shang Yin asked again: "How old is this kid, he is 18 years old!"

this……

Qin Feng glanced at Modric on the field and whispered: "13 years old."

After speaking, he added a guilty conscience, "One year old!"

Only 13 years old?

Shang Yin was so angry that he coughed up phlegm, almost holding his breath.

"What's the use of being one year old..."

The old man pulled Qin Feng over and said eagerly: "The football management committee requires players to be at least 18 years old, you don't know that?"

"This kid is good, but he can take it home. Does it take five years of training before he can play?"

"Don't worry, Director Shang."

Qin Feng glanced around like a thief, "In Longguo, there are not many people who don't meet the age. Anyway, Modric looks old."

"You mean?" Shang Yin was taken aback, "Change..."

"Shh!"

Qin Feng covered Shang Yin's mouth, "Heaven knows the earth, you know me, you know me, make a fortune with a silent voice."

The old man's face was flushed from holding back, and he struggled to expose his mouth from behind Qin Feng's clutches, "Dong Qin, isn't it good to do this?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng became anxious.

"Why not, what's wrong?"

"Let others do it, let us do it!"

"This calls you to be the first day of junior high school, and I will be the fifteenth day!"

"The only thing that can defeat magic is magic!"

"Let me tell you, in this world, honest people will always suffer!"

Shang Yin was taken aback by being robbed.

Think about what Qin Feng said is not unreasonable. In today's general environment, people who abide by the rules die quickly.

Besides, just changing the age is nothing compared to those things like collecting black money, playing match-fixing, and even betraying the interests of the country.

"Whether it's technical strength or physical strength, this kid won't suffer at all against the adult team."

Shang Yin nodded acquiescingly and said: "Going back to the Dragon Kingdom League will surprise everyone."

"And our team sold Lite's midfield flaws, which can also be perfectly resolved."

"That's right!"

Qin Feng laughed, Modric's level is much higher than that of Li Te.

Not to mention the Longguo League in the future, with him, the midfielder of the Liaodong team can also compete in international football.

There is nothing to say about Modric's level, and he convinced the old coach Shang Yin that there is no need to watch the game.

After saying hello to Horvat, the general manager of the Zadar team, Qin Feng got up on crutches.

The group returned to the office.

"Mr. Horvath, our team wants to introduce Luka Modric, please make an offer."

There's nothing to hide about this.

As soon as he sat down, Qin Feng immediately got to the point.

"Hehe, you really have vision, Luka is our best player."

Horvath smiled as a profiteer, "You can take him away for $150 million."

150?

Return the dollar?

Even if the whole team of your first team is added together, it is hard to say whether it is worth the price.

Qin Feng sneered, did this foreigner think he was taken advantage of when he saw the people from Longguo?

150 million U.S. dollars, 1200 million dragon coins, not so much money to kill yourself.

However, the opponent wants to sell their players for a good price, so there is nothing wrong with asking a high price.

This is a business, and I didn't say that I couldn't bargain.

"150 million is too high."

Pointing out five fingers, Qin Feng said with a smile: "I think this number is about the same."

"50?"

Horvath was taken aback, and immediately shook his head and waved his hands as if hearing some terrible news.

"No, no, 50 is too little, and it is not easy for us to train an excellent player!"

50?

What is this foreigner thinking?

Qin Feng pretended to be embarrassed and smiled, "It's not 50, add another zero, 5..."

As the translator, Zheng Wen's jaw almost didn't drop.

The price was 150 million, and you paid back 5!

How can there be such a bargain!

Zheng Wen gritted his teeth, and translated Qin Feng's words, Yuan Feng did not move.

Sure enough, Horvath was dumbfounded when he heard that.

5?

Is the boy from Longguo on the opposite side joking?

"Mr. Qin, if you don't have the sincerity to acquire Luca, you don't have to waste our mutual time."

Horvath leaned back in his chair, folded his hands on his stomach, "5 is too little, 100 million, this is the final asking price of our club."

Beside, Shang Yin and Zhou Xiaochun were also anxious.

Shang Yin approached and said, "Director Qin, your price is a bit low."

"Yes Qin Feng, Modric is not bad."

Zhou Xiaochun also poked Qin Feng, and whispered: "5, isn't it too little?

Is 5 million less?

This is really not Qin Feng's low price. A 13-year-old youth player from a small team is worth the price.

But the other party killed the price, and Qin Feng couldn't help it.

You can't grab it clearly, can you?

In fact, it is also profitable to be able to acquire Modric for US$100 million.

In a few years, let alone 100 million, even 1000 million won't be able to deal with him.

It's still because I don't have enough coins in my hand, and I don't have the confidence!

The acquisition of Modric is about to fall apart.

With a helpless sigh, Qin Feng was just about to say a few words and leave when someone knocked on the office door.

It's Modric.

His head was covered with sweat, and the white jersey on his body was yellow and green. It was obvious that he had just finished the game and hadn't had time to take a shower.

Glancing at the few people in the room, Modric said: "Mr. Horvath, I want to resign and leave the team."

The words fell to the ground, and the whole room was shocked.

Qin Feng, who learned about the situation through Zheng Wen, was also taken aback, and then slapped his forehead hard.

nnd!

As a youth training player, Modric only signed an apprentice contract with the team at most.

To put it bluntly, this kind of contract is similar to the employment contract of an ordinary factory.

Nothing binding at all.

I don't know the Croatian football system, and I was almost cheated by Horvath.

This is all right, without spending 100 million, or even 5, you can take Modric away by yourself.

On the opposite side, Horvath also panicked.

He never thought that any team would be interested in Modric, who was only 13 years old.

Just as Qin Feng thought, Zaker Club only signed an apprenticeship contract with Modric, which is still the lowest.

I originally planned to sell it at a good price in two years, but who knew that Qin Feng's sudden appearance disrupted the plan.

The team has not come to amend the contract with Modric in a hurry!

Seeing that 100 million US dollars was going to fly, Horvath was so anxious that his forehead was smoking.

He stood up suddenly, turned around and pulled out a contract from the cabinet behind him.

"Luka, the team has prepared a new contract for you, which is completely different from the previous treatment, as long as you..."

"Without Mr. Horvath, I really can't stay in the team."

Modric's tone was firm. The team squeezed players like him too hard. Not only did they have no salary, but they also had to pay the team training fees and tuition fees every week.

He does not believe that the club can show any sincerity.

Besides, there were other players' names on that contract, and it looked like they were pulled out temporarily to fool people.

Without looking at the contract, Modric turned and went out.

Horvath's hand holding the contract froze in the air, and then it spread out on the chair like a deflated rubber ball.

Without even looking at Horvath, Qin Feng propped up his crutches and chased him out.

On the court, he called Modric.

"Luka, did you consider my proposal last night, come to Longguo and play in my team."

Go to Dragon Country?

Modric turned around slowly, his eyes full of melancholy, "Sir, I'm not going anywhere."

"From now on... I won't play football anymore!"

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