My football skills are so strong! I am the king of control

Fenwei nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask questions.

"Second, how should we negotiate with Barnett?"

Mike answered again: "Stick to the bottom line, don't leave any room for error, hold on to the highest price and don't let go."

Fenwei nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, you can go out now. You must remember that this is a war for our group. If you help us save more money, your salary will increase accordingly. Do you understand what I mean?"

In order to save as much as possible, Fenwei even suggested to help Mike get a raise. After hearing this, Mike's eyes lit up with excitement.

With this reward, Mike held his head high, put on a neat suit, and rushed to the negotiation site, a hidden cafe in Liverpool, with a serious expression.

Mike was extremely confident until he arrived at the negotiation table and pushed the door open.

He had deliberately arrived five minutes late just to whet Barnett's appetite, but the box was empty and Mike's heart was instantly in suspense.

This is……

What do you mean?

At this time, Barnett was driving his luxury version of Rolls-Royce with Lin Chen in the car.

"Let's do as we planned last night. I'm the bad guy and you're the good guy." In order to ensure that there would be no mistakes, Barnett confirmed with Lin Chen again.

"It's better to put your hand on my shoulder. If you feel that the final offer meets your psychological expectations, put your hand on my shoulder."

"Before that, no matter how much he pesters me, I will not agree."

Lin Chen nodded. The negotiation process that Barnett had rehearsed with him last night was still unforgettable to him.

The design of every little detail made Lin Chen exclaim that Barnett was simply not a human being.

Barnett had predicted that Mike would be late on purpose, so Barnett drove out of his home a full 10 minutes after the negotiation time they had agreed on.

If the two parties were not familiar with each other, Barnett would definitely arrive on time, but he and Mike have been friends for more than ten years, so he certainly knew what kind of preparation Mike would bring to the negotiations.

Barnett and Lin Chen arrived exactly 50 minutes after the agreed time.

Pretending to push the door open in a hurry, Barnett rushed in and gave Mike a big and warm hug without waiting for Mike to react.

"My dear old friend!"

"How long has it been since we last saw each other? Five years? Ten years?"

Mike pushed Barnett away unhappily and retorted while giving Lynn a friendly wave.

"We just met the night before yesterday, and you shamelessly ran to my house to eat my wife's Chinese dumplings, ate 25 of them in one go, and even took my bottle of red wine."

Barnett immediately touched his nose and sat down feeling guilty.

"How can I call it Shun? That's the fruit of our friendship."

Mike smiled.

"The fruit of friendship?"

"Why the hell do I always have to get married?"

Barnett laughed even louder, and Lin Chen sat down close beside him.

"Okay, Mike, let's get down to business."

"Everyone is calling on you to offer Lin a professional contract. I think you should come here ready."

Mike handed over the first contract in black and white.

"Considering that he is about to turn 18, we are willing to offer him a real first-team professional contract with a weekly salary of £2."

Mike felt that offering a weekly salary of 17 pounds to a 2-year-old was very sincere.

But Barnett didn't even look at him, he just kept a gloomy face and said nothing.

The atmosphere at the negotiation table suddenly turned cold, and Barnett's strong negotiation skills were fully revealed at this moment.

When it comes to negotiation, Barnet is second to none in the entire English football world.

The most powerful point is that Barnett is good at using his body movements and facial expressions to make the atmosphere of the entire negotiation table change with his expressions.