[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion

Alonso tried his best to help his boyfriend sleep through exercise, but Ling Yun didn't devote himself, lying under his body, he was a little distracted and let the other party play.

Therefore, the Spaniard, who has always been gentle and considerate in this regard, would have become a little rough. Ling Yun was still thinking about the Champions League final when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Looking sideways, his boyfriend actually buried him. On his shoulder, he took a hard bite on his plump and round trapezius muscle.

"Hiss~" Ling Yun took a breath, but he raised his hands, inserted his fingers into his hair, and rubbed the back of his head twice, "Brother Long..."

"Concentrate."

"Okay, okay, concentrate on it."

So, this night Ling Yun concentrated himself and exhausted himself until he finally lay on the bed without the strength to move his fingers, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't think but he couldn't fall asleep.

A pair of strong arms gently hugged him into his arms, pressed against his ear and asked him softly: "What are you thinking?"

Ling Yun buried her head on his chest, gave a low laugh, then raised her head, her unfocused blue eyes looked dazed and innocent: "You have been in Real Madrid for three years, and now you will be in the Champions League soon. What do you think about facing them in the final?"

"I don't have any ideas." Alonso's broad palms slowly descended along his back, stopped on his waist, and rubbed gently, "Even if you don't believe in my professional ethics, you should believe in my your heart."

"What's on your mind?" Ling Yun asked knowingly, just wanting to hear him say something nasty to make herself happy.

Alonso put his arms around him and let him stick tightly to his chest: "Honestly speaking, Liverpool, Real Madrid, and Arsenal combined are not as important as you. As long as it is what you want, I will do my best to promote it." Come in front of you and make you happy."

Ling Yun pressed her face against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, her complicated emotions seemed to calm down in an instant.

The words of love when in love do sound very exciting, but Ling Yun just listened happily and did not really take it to heart. He knows better than anyone else that Alonso is a man who loves his family but is very dedicated and principled. Qingyi, if he was still a member of Real Madrid and Ling Yun asked the same question, he would definitely not get such an answer.

But this assumption does not hold at all, because if Alonso is still in Real Madrid, they will not have the opportunity to discuss this issue in bed.

"Brother Long, Brother Long..." Ling Yun tightened his arms and hugged his boyfriend tightly. The two of them were already skin-to-skin, and he pushed his crotch forward, as expected. The other party let out a low sigh above his head.

"Well, what's wrong?" Someone asked knowingly.

"Come again!"

"..."

At such a critical period, Alonso has suspended commercial activities, and just focuses on training at the base every day, and then goes home to cook.

On the other hand, Ling Yun, for the cooperation with Lamborghini, has been so busy every day that he has no time to care about the team, let alone his boyfriend.

Boss Xiaoling is beautiful, and he thinks even more beautifully, so he wants to ask for a big contract. If the other CEO doesn't think he is a beauty, he will let him stay where he is.

The negotiation period for major contracts is always extremely long, and sometimes it cannot be negotiated for several months or even a year or so.

Although Maserati also expressed its desire to cooperate with Arsenal, it has always been delayed in negotiating important details such as sponsorship fees, methods, and time.

Originally, people were looking at Boss Xiao Ling's personal image and temperament, as well as the huge capital behind him, but it was Arsenal, which seemed like an additional condition for a bundled sale.

Mr. Bisco, the president of the UK region, will mention it intentionally or unintentionally, and wants Ling Yun to be their spokesperson and help them advertise.

On the surface, Ling Yun thanked the other party for his great love, but in his heart he crazily complained: "Please ask me to shoot an advertisement, should you ask my father about the price first, he has already spent hundreds of millions of pounds, and he still hasn't received this kind of treatment."

This day happened to be the open training day for Arsenal's first team, because the Champions League final is coming soon. More than 200 sports journalists from all over the world came to the Kearney training base, and they all wanted to take this opportunity to get Arsenal's first place in preparing for the Champions League final. hand information.

They crowded the sidelines of the entire first team, and some even stood on the upper platform of the technical center next to them, shooting down.

The base staff also made full preparations and divided the limited site into multiple functional areas in an orderly manner. A background board with the sponsor's logo was temporarily set up in the interview area, and there was a special photo booth not far away. The place.

With so many media reporters on the scene, Wenger will naturally not arrange important technical and tactical training at this time. Everyone is practicing physical fitness and coordination, and there is very little training with the ball. A training session is about After four or 10 minutes, it was over.

The players didn't have time to change their clothes, so they immediately went to accept media interviews and take pictures under the organization of the staff.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, Ling Yun looked at the lively interview scene below, and could already see the expressions of impatience on the faces of several players.

Originally, the big battle was imminent, and everyone was more or less stressed. The training was already tiring, and the rest time had to cooperate with these boring interviews. Everyone would feel a little impatient. Ling Yun also understood everyone very well.

However, the commercialization of football clubs is the trend of the times. Arsenal cannot be alone. Hundreds of people in Arsenal have to pay salaries. The first-team players get as much as 10,000+ pounds, and tens of thousands of pounds less. Where does the money come from? ?

He must use these activities to increase the influence of the team, attract the attention of fans and the media, and also attract more powerful brands from all over the world to provide them with high-priced sponsorship contracts.

He glanced down again, just in time to see Alonso sitting there, being interviewed. As soon as the reporters saw him, they surrounded him one after another, and immediately surrounded a large open space in front of him.

With a confident and peaceful smile on Alonso's face, he patiently answered the boring or sharp questions from the reporters. He cooperated very well and was very polite. He sometimes used a little humor to enliven the atmosphere. A friend's favorite kind of player.

Ling Yun also stood by the window and observed his boyfriend with great interest. He obviously frowned when he looked down at the time, but when he raised his head, he returned to his usual calmness and introversion.

This Basque man exudes his unique charm as a mature man all the time in front of people. Ling Yun even saw several female reporters blatantly throwing bold and fiery glances at him.

The brief interview of a few minutes was over. Alonso didn't stay for a second, smiled and waved to the reporters, turned around, and walked towards the locker room without looking back.

After her boyfriend left, Ling Yun shifted her gaze to the other side, and happened to see an impatient figure walking quickly out of the crowd.

Take a closer look, yo, isn't this his little cute Azar?

I don't know if some reporter's question offended the Belgian star, his face was full of displeasure, and he pouted when he walked to a place where no one was around, which made him even more cute in Ling Yun's eyes.

Just as Boss Xiao Ling was admiring the coquettish expressions of his players from a distance, there was another person standing behind Hazard. This person was very tall, standing there, almost blocking everyone's sight.

But Ling Yun's position is simply God's perspective, and he can see everything clearly. He saw Giroud pushing Hazard, and the latter turned his head. The moment he saw Giroud, the expression on his face In an instant, the faint anger turned into surprise and shyness.

That's right, he actually saw shyness on Hazard's face? ? ?

Giroud pushed Hazard from behind, with his usual sunny smile on his face, Hazard lowered his head again, Giroud raised his arm and put it on his shoulder, and the two went to change clothes together in the direction of the room.

Ling Yun didn't know what happened to these two people, but he remembered a detail. In the FA Cup final, Giroud scored a goal, but the first thing he did was not to hug and celebrate with Pogba who assisted him, but He ran straight to Hazard.

Just when he was puzzled by this matter, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, and he walked over to see that the call was from his mother.

Ling Yun picked up the phone, thinking that his mother called at this time to chatter with him about going home for dinner and seeing about his parents and siblings, but unexpectedly, the major shareholder chatted with him about work for 10 minutes.

Kroenke’s football field project in the United States, Viola, is naturally aware of it. I asked them if they want to invest in surrounding commercial projects together. Ms. Viola and the team considered factors such as investment cycle and return, and thought the risk was too high. Gao refused.

After all, Viola is the actual person in charge of the world's top real estate empire, and the news is naturally much better than her son. She told Ling Yun: "The relevant departments of the United States have officially notified the Kroenke family that if their new football stadium wants to host the Olympic Games and the Super League Bowl, together with the main stadium, the earthquake resistance level of all surrounding commercial, entertainment and hotel projects need to be improved."

"Really?" For Ling Yun, this is definitely exciting news, "Is the source of the news reliable?"

Viola smiled softly on the other end of the phone, and her laughter was full of love for her son: "Absolutely reliable."

"Great!" Ling Yun clenched his fists, "The main stadium and surrounding supporting facilities all need to be improved in terms of earthquake resistance, so their investment will be an order of magnitude higher than expected."

"Yes, I asked someone to do a rough calculation. Do you want to know about the initial investment and the funding gap?"

"Of course!" Ling Yun didn't realize at all that he was falling into his mother's trap step by step.

Viola deliberately kept a secret: "I won't tell you."

"Mom!" Ling Yun acted coquettishly, but it didn't help, his mother was unmoved by it.

Ling Yun was helpless: "Then you send me the information, and I will let the team sort it out."

"That's not necessary," Viola said in the same tone as she was talking to the young twins, it sounded like an adult teasing a child, "Find a time, bring your boyfriend, and have a meal with your parents , I will tell you all the news I know, and I promise to help you make adequate preparations for the acquisition of Arsenal's shares."

These things, Ling Yun can ask Luo Cheng to check, but it will take time.But in fact, he knew that a large part of Luo Cheng's sources of information also relied on the help of his mother's branch in the United States.

In order to work, Boss Xiao Ling immediately sold her boyfriend, regardless of his itinerary and whether he agreed with him or not, he agreed immediately: "Okay, send it to me after you and Dad have decided on the time and place, and I promise to bring my boyfriend punctual!"