[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion

It’s only after ten o’clock in the evening. At the dinner table, when he heard his agent mention the scouts or negotiators of the clubs he had contacted, no matter how attractive the conditions were, Alonso couldn’t even arouse much interest. All I could think of was what the pretty kid had said to him before he left.

"Don't promise someone until you've talked to me."

There was a stubbornness in the kid's eyes that people couldn't bear to refuse. He was completely different from the domineering president who was wearing a suit and stood in front of hundreds of reporters on TV.

Alonso remembers that when they met for the first time, Ling Yun said to him, "In my heart, you are the best midfielder of this era".

No one had ever said that to him, not even his family, and on that picturesque island, as he said goodbye to a seven-year relationship, a compliment from a stranger turned out to be short-lived Dispelled the melancholy in his heart.

Or, it's not just a compliment, but also because of those overly beautiful eyes and clear gaze.

Therefore, before the topic of the transfer was developed in depth, Alonso ended the conversation. He told his agent: "Everything will be discussed after the game the day after tomorrow."

"But by then there will only be five days left in the summer transfer period."

"It's okay, it's a big deal..." Alonso raised his eyebrows. He didn't continue to say the following words, but ended the conversation with an unclear smile, and then asked the waiter to sign the bill and leave.

When he came to the floor of the room, he stood at the door of his room for a moment, and just put the door lock on the outstretched hand, then retracted it, and then stood at the door of another room.

The moment the door opened, he saw another interesting scene. The sleepy man's eyes brightened up from the moment he saw him, and the faint impatience on his face instantly disappeared without a trace. Instead, she was surprised and joyful, warmly welcomed him into the house, let him sit casually, and asked him what he would like to drink.

Alonso asked for a bottle of mineral water, and when Ling Yun walked towards the refrigerator, he came to the sofa and sat down.

The laptop on the coffee table was open, and there was a familiar document on it, which contained all his technical statistics in the European Cup that ended not long ago.

Closing the lid with one hand, the thin and light laptop was picked up and thrown into the corner of the sofa on the other side.The man with the water bottle took the place that should belong to the computer for himself - and sat down on it.

Ling Yun handed over the bottle of mineral water in his hand, with unconcealable excitement in the corners of his brows and eyes: "The moment I opened the door, I seemed to have seen you galloping around the Emirates Stadium wearing an Arsenal jersey."

Alonso took the water, unscrewed it slowly and took a sip under the burning eyes of the other party, and then said in a childish tone: "Don't be too happy, you haven't convinced me yet."

Ling Yun stroked the forehead hair that blocked his eyes, and said sincerely: "Your current annual salary in Real Madrid is 400 million euros after tax, and I will add 200 million euros to you. I will ask our negotiator for the specific bonus distribution." Talk to your agent."

Alonso was unmoved: "Not long ago, Real Madrid wanted to start contract renewal negotiations with me, on the condition that the annual salary be doubled."

"..." The blue eyes rolled, Ling Yun analyzed the meaning of his words in his heart, whether he disliked the salary he gave too little or told himself that money was not the key factor to convince him.

After a brief consideration, Ling Yun preferred the latter, so he came up with a bold idea, sat upright and said, "I don't care how much someone else pays you, I will give you a weekly salary of 11 pounds after tax. The team is the highest. This is the limit I can promise to you, if you think my sincerity is not enough, you can get up and leave now."

Alonso didn't get up to leave, and he didn't speak. In fact, Ling Yun didn't escape his attention at all when he weighed and weighed. The appearance of trying to persuade him and thinking carefully is really interesting.

The issue of salary is indeed not the key factor in deciding whether Alonso will transfer or not. He smiled and looked at Ling Yun, wanting to hear what the other party would say next.

"As far as I know, the Spanish tax authorities are looking for trouble for you. They intend to prosecute you for tax evasion, with an amount of up to 200 million euros. You are likely to face a fine and a maximum sentence of 5 years in prison."

The smiles in the corners of Alonso's eyes gradually subsided. This was indeed the biggest difficulty he had encountered so far.Everyone knows that the Spanish tax department is a difficult beggar. It specializes in touching famous football stars. The purpose is not to really put them in jail, but to extort a lot of money.

While observing his expression, Ling Yun continued: "Real Madrid is not willing to come forward to solve this trouble for you, I will solve it for you, as long as you agree to come to Arsenal."

Hearing this, Alonso couldn't help sitting up straight, staring at Ling Yun and lost in thought.

He has been in Real Madrid for three years, and in the past three years, he has seen and heard many players being entangled by the Spanish tax department, including his club teammates.

But whether it is Real Madrid, Barcelona or other clubs, no official has ever stood up and said a word for the players.

The player obediently pleaded guilty, paid taxes and fines, and changed the sentence to execution outside prison. This seems to be the best way to settle the matter, and the club is also very happy that the player will minimize the loss and impact in this way.

Before that, although many players were dissatisfied in their hearts, they still chose to give in in action in order not to cause more serious consequences and troubles for themselves.

But this time, the Spanish tax department encountered a problem. Alonso would rather go to court than plead guilty. For this reason, the media reported and interviewed.

Ling Yun stared at him without blinking, unwilling to let go of any subtle expression changes on his face. Even if the other party frowned or shook his beard, Ling Yun could interpret the balance in his heart. Which side does it lean towards.

The two of them sat facing each other, the distance between the sofa and the coffee table was not very far, and the space became even more cramped when they sat down, and the conversation turned into a game.

Alonso suddenly smiled, and when he laughed, a few fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, carrying the unique vicissitudes and sex appeal of his age.

The two looked at each other intently, Ling Yun's eyes were full of anticipation, he felt like a dandy who spends a lot of money and a beauty smiles, the money has been promised to be spent, but the "beauty" in front of him has always put on airs and refused to let him go Dear Fangze.

"Your words moved me a little bit," Alonso raised his eyebrows, "but the heartbeat doesn't have to go, I need a reason."

Ling Yun was a little impatient, and always had the illusion that the other party was teasing him, but he still forced himself to calm down, and continued: "Does it count if you haven't won a Premier League championship yet?"

"But I won the La Liga championship last season. As long as I want to go to Bayern, Juventus, or even Paris, I can't win a league championship."

Alonso looked at him with a playful look: "It's Arsenal, it's been 8 years since they won the Premier League last time."

Arsenal is the Bai Yueguang in Ling Yun's heart. Although the other party said the truth, he still felt a little unhappy in his heart, restrained his expression and raised his chin: "I believe that there are no fans in the world who don't know that I let go at the press conference. What cruel words. Let me tell you, as long as it is what I said, I will definitely do it. "

His gaze was suddenly as sharp as a knife, and he said loudly: "Within three years, I will definitely let Arsenal regain the Premier League and even win the Champions League."

Alonso thought that he just casually said "Arsenal has not had a championship for 8 years" and actually pissed people off. It seems that this kid really loves Arsenal.

He suddenly wanted to reach out and touch his head to calm his emotions, but it was inappropriate to do so, so he held back.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yun stood up suddenly, which brought the distance between the two of them closer.

Ling Yun looked at him condescendingly, restraining his friendly and easy-going side to make his gaze a bit aggressive, he suddenly said: "As the main member of Spain's three-time champion, he also made great contributions to two European Cups and a World Cup, Compared with your other two national team teammates, your strength always seems to be underappreciated."

"Come to Arsenal, let everyone see your talent, let them know that you are the real midfielder, you deserve a Ballon d'Or. Come on, let's create a miracle together, a dynasty."

"..."

Ling Yun has always believed that Alonso is the top organizational midfielder among the active players, with comprehensive skills, tough style of play, clear mind and broad vision. Such a perfect midfielder is evaluated by the Spanish national team and fans. Always under another "Harvey".

Just because Barcelona swept across Europe in those few years and won six championships unprecedentedly, they were called the Cosmic Team by the fans. The best coach in the world, the best striker and the best midfielder.

The world says that Alonso is low-key, steady, high in emotional intelligence, aware of current affairs, and knows how to advance and retreat. When he finds that the team and the coach no longer need him, he will immediately choose to leave.

However, people often overlook that being calm and low-key is just one of the characteristics of his character, which does not mean that he has no ambition to reach the top.

At the age of 19, he self-recommended to become the captain of Real Sociedad. Not only did he lead the team to relegation, he even achieved the best result in La Liga runner-up in the team history in the second year.

In his heart, he must also desire to become the true leader of a team, the core of the field, and then lead his teammates to fight bloody to win every championship, and at the same time reach the pinnacle of personal honor.

But there is Gerrard in Liverpool, Ronaldo in Real Madrid, Xavi and Iniesta in the Spanish national team. He obviously plays a pivotal role on the field, but the focus of people's attention rarely falls on him.