[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion

Boss Xiaoling is always busy with everything, and there are a large number of white, tender and juicy beets waiting for him to irrigate at the Kearney training base, so the traffic and attention that a certain player attracts after a certain game is quickly thrown to the back of the head.

This day, after finishing the work in hand, he has nothing to do. He is standing next to the training ground of the first team and watching them fight in groups. In the half-time match of 8vs8, except for the three goalkeepers and a few people who are injured, All were divided into two groups, one group wearing fluorescent green vests and the other group wearing only training clothes.

A group of people were playing crazy on the field. Hazard received a pass from Cazorla and passed several people in a row under the double-team of the opposing defender. In the end, he didn't know whether he knocked Gibbs down or brought Gibb down. Si, the last shot kicked the small goal standing there and flew out.

After scoring the goal, the Belgian waved his hands and rushed towards Cazorla who assisted him. The two hugged each other, crying and howling, not knowing what they were shouting.

Gibbs turned over and got up, rushed to the referee (Wenger) and complained: "Eden knocked me down, it's a foul, you don't whistle, it's not fair."

Then Hazard ran over and hooked his neck and pinned him down on the grass: "If you can't kick him, you still have to make a small report. Are you a primary school student?"

The primary school student struggled desperately and shouted at the top of his voice: "You are being a fool, Hazard is being a fool, you should be sent off with a red card!"

Then Chamberlain, who was in the same group as him, rushed forward and helped him overturn Hazard on the ground with great loyalty. The two bullied each other and pushed each other to the grass. Pogba saw the situation Unfortunately, they also rushed forward, and a group of people scuffled into a ball.

The good confrontation training finally turned into a large-scale fight scene. Wenger watched the excitement for a long time with a smile on the side. The look of eagerness to try made Ling Yun on the sidelines think that the old man wanted to roll up his sleeves and join the battle in person.

"Beep~beep~beep~"

After three short whistles, several young people who were laughing and fighting stood up immediately, regardless of whether they were friendly or enemy troops just now, they stood on the same front again at this moment, pulling each other to stand up quickly.

A group of well-trained people formed a circle in the middle, listened to the coach's summary of the training, then pointed out the areas where a few people need to strengthen, and finally assigned homework-go back and watch the game video edited by the technical team. Conduct random spot checks.

Ling Yun heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Wenger would really want to compete with young people because of the old man talking about being a teenager. Should he, the club CEO, be fined or should he take off his suit and go to help?

Disciplinary committee member Mertesacker gave him the answer, staring at the bear children with death eyes, and pretending to be serious: "I didn't obey the discipline in the training class, and I laughed and played around. Next time this happens, I will be fined one by one!"

After the team disbanded, Hazard rushed to Ling Yun on the sidelines immediately, plunged into his arms and leaned his head on his shoulder while complaining coquettishly: "Their youth team teamed up to bully me, you I don't care."

He caused trouble by himself, and even insisted that several young players who had grown up with him from the youth training ganged up to bully him, but everyone in the team knew that he was boss Xiao Ling's favorite, and he often pulled sideways.

So Gibbs and Chamberlain rolled their eyes in the same style, hooked their shoulders and went to the locker room to change together.

Ling Yun hooked Hazard's shoulders with one hand and brought him into his arms, and waved to Pogba who was chatting with Sania with the other hand, and the latter immediately abandoned him after receiving the boss' call Compatriots, galloped in the direction of Ling Yun and Hazard.

It was no big deal for Ling Yun to call the two of them aside. He just casually asked about their sneaker sponsors. Both of them said that they have not signed a sponsorship contract with any company. Any thoughts on this?"

Hazard replied honestly: "This has to be discussed with my agent, but he told me two days ago that Nike wanted to discuss cooperation with me."

Ling Yun turned to look at Pogba again, the latter spread his hands: "No, there are no sponsors, and no cooperation with any company."

Ling Yun nodded, looked at the two of them and said, "If necessary, the club may discuss this matter with you again."

"No problem." Pogba said straightforwardly.

Azar stared at Ling Yun with a smirk on his face: "Can I just talk to you, boss?"

The two of them were shoulder to shoulder and were very close to each other. Ling Yun could even see his eyelashes clearly when he lowered his head. Then he tightened his arms and replied rudely: "You want to Anything goes."

Pogba on the side turned his head to the other side with a look of disgust, but happened to find that there were still people on the training ground who hadn't left, and they were grabbing the job of the equipment manager to clean up the logo discs and cones on the field.

"Okay, let's go and change."

Ling Yun gave Azar a gentle push, urging him to leave quickly, but the latter turned around after two steps, put away his usual playful expression, and called him solemnly: "Ling. "

"Ok?"

This title made Ling Yun unable to react for a while, because he had stayed at the Kearney training base for a long time, and the players had a relatively close relationship with him, so the address for him changed from "Sir" to "Boss". Ge, a serious person who should be called "boss", naturally becomes "sir" or "coach".

However, Ling Yun and Wenger didn't care much about these things, and they were also very happy for the players to call them by their first names.

Hazard suddenly pointed to the team logo on his chest and raised his chin to Ling Yun: "Even if my agent is going to negotiate with Nike, I can stop it at any time as long as you say a word."

There was a lot of trouble with the renewal of the contract with Nike before. Fans all over the world knew about it. How could their own players not know about it?

Ling Yun also knew in his heart that a small part of Hazard's statement was due to the portrait rights clause included in his contract with the club, and the rest was purely his unconditional trust in himself as the boss.

Ling Yun didn't say anything, and directly blew a kiss to the other party, and then said: "Call me Rex from now on."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a small movement in the empty and quiet training ground, drawing Ling Yun's attention away from the two people who had already left, followed by the sound of a large pile of things colliding when they fell to the ground, It was uncomfortable to hear.

Ling Yun had been facing the training field with his back just now, only then did he realize that there was someone standing there behind him.

Alonso's signature plate was half packed, and he suddenly changed his mind when he saw Hazard's serious confession and blowing a kiss with someone proudly.

Before Ling Yun could stop his expression, he looked at him with a bit of surprise in his smile, and asked "Why are you still here" with his eyes.

The mature man who was always able to plan strategies was also a bit confounded at this moment, and he even put on a slightly indifferent face towards his boss.

But the two of them didn't speak, and the air around them was a little stagnant for a while.

At this time, the equipment manager who came over after cleaning up the model on the goalkeeper's side looked at the boss and the players inexplicably, not knowing what was going on.

"Aren't you going to change?" In the end, Ling Yun broke the silence. He pointed in the direction of the dressing room, and everyone including Hazard and Pogba had already entered.

Alonso bent down and rearranged the logo plate, hooked the ball with his toes and bounced twice, as if showing off his skills in front of the boss: "I want to practice for a while."

"Good thing." Ling Yun nodded, and gave him a look of "I support you", "Then you go ahead, I still have work in the office, so I won't bother you."

After he finished speaking, he really turned around and left without hesitation, walking quite leisurely, almost humming a little tune along the way.

A certain Spanish star caught his breath and almost choked himself to death.

His boss has no heart, flirts with Xiao Xianrou for a long time, but refuses to spare any time to watch him, an old player over thirty years old, give him extra training!

Ling Yun had asked Nick to notify the staff of the contract department to send him a copy of the contracts of the first-team players. He mainly wanted to know about the signing time, contract period, player salaries and special terms, etc. , as concise as possible, but important information cannot be missed.

Each player's professional contract has dozens or even hundreds of pages, and it takes a lot of work to organize them one by one. Ling Yun gave a three-day deadline, and just received the email this afternoon.

Nick was sent by him to the headquarters to do things. After watching the first team training, he stayed in the office alone to read the contract.

About an hour later, there was a knock on the door of his office.After saying "Please come in", the door opened from the outside, someone walked in, and closed the door behind him.

Ling Yun raised his head, and the person who approached his office was Alonso who just said that he would give him extra training.

The other party was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and a casual suit over it. It was obvious that he had gone to the locker room to take a shower and change.

Ling Yun glanced at him suspiciously, then refocused his gaze on the computer monitor in front of him: "Are you going to attend any event tonight?"

Alonso: "No."

Ling Yun: "Then why don't you go home?"

Alonso sat down on the chair opposite him, picked up a magazine and flipped through it: "Waiting for you."

"..."

Since the sponsor gave the team a car, Alonso has not waited for him to go home together for a long time, and even at that time, he would sometimes walk with Arteta, the two of them would walk around, or find someone There is a place to sit, and there are endless topics to talk about all day long.

Even if they were waiting for him in the club, most of the time they sat in the lobby downstairs of the dormitory and never came to his office to guard.

He has to wait, and it's impossible for Ling Yun to drive him away. It's not bad that such a handsome man who wants to be in good shape and looks is sitting opposite him to work with him.

However, it didn't take long for Boss Xiao Ling to realize that the other party was sitting so quietly even if he didn't say anything, and the sense of presence was too strong.So much so that he couldn't calm down to read the contract carefully, and always wanted to look up at him from time to time.

Then the person on the opposite side glanced at him, and Ling Yun immediately withdrew his gaze.Alonso suddenly stood up and walked out. Ling Yun just breathed a sigh of relief and planned to continue to focus on his work. After a while, the other party walked in again.

This time without even knocking on the door, he went straight to his desk, put a cup of coffee in front of him, and took away another coffee cup that had bottomed out.

Ling Yun naturally picked up the coffee and put it on his lips to take a sip, enjoying the service with peace of mind, and then said: "Brother Long."

"Ok?"

Ling Yun pointed to the sofa on the other side of the office, and made a request: "Sit over there and read magazines."

"What's the matter?" Alonso tilted his head, his deep eyes fell back on him, "Did I bother you?"

"One thing, the sound of you flipping through magazines is a bit noisy."

The first half of the sentence is true, and the second half is pure nonsense.

Despite being assigned to the other side of the office, Alonso's eyes still occasionally look in the direction of his boss.

Based on appearance alone, Ling Yun is an existence that can attract everyone's attention.The setting sun shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on his position impartially. The face that looked like an oriental face from the front was clearly a standard English profile when viewed from the side.

His eyes are so beautiful, showing a magnificent blue like the sea under the sun, which makes people addicted just by looking at it.

As long as Ling Yun was standing on the sidelines, Hazard would not be the first one to rush up to chat and laugh with him after the training. Alonso was already familiar with this group of young people playing from a distance.

But today, when Azar turned around, put away his usual playful smile, and called Ling Yun's name with an extremely focused and serious attitude, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of vigilance.

It's like a bright and attractive flower that I take good care of at home. It can be admired and praised by others, but it must not be coveted by others.

This is probably the so-called possessiveness of those young people in love, but why does he have such a strong possessive desire for his boss?

Maybe it was because he stared at the person for too long, and the other person noticed something, Ling Yun suddenly raised his gaze from the monitor, and just looked at him.

The eyes of the two collided with each other halfway across the room, and Alonso noticed that the corner of Ling Yun's mouth had an upward arc at that moment, but he quickly suppressed it.

Ling Yun forced himself to turn his attention back to the contract he was looking at in front of him, which showed that the contract was about to expire next summer, and he was lost in thought between renewing the contract and not renewing it.

Therefore, he didn't realize that he had already looked away, but the person on the other side was still looking at him with almost doting eyes, and he didn't dodge or avoid it.

In fact, Alonso noticed Ling Yun's strangeness as early as that day outside the locker room. He thought that the two of them and a dog got along pretty well in the cohabitation life of this month. A completely different side to the base or to the public.

In life, he is not self-disciplined, even a little lazy, enjoying the kindness of others with peace of mind, and unreservedly expressing his kindness to follow and love to others.

He doesn't seem to like sports very much, or maybe he is too busy with work and has no time. The gym and swimming pool are like decorations. He doesn't like parties. He has never had visitors at home. The rooftop is the envy of all young people who like to party. The oversized patio is forever vacant.

He will also fill the coffee table with unfinished books, magazines that have been turned over a few pages, half-read newspapers, work materials brought home, and opened laptops. When he leaves, he usually takes only important documents and his computer.

There are so many small problems like this, even the dog can't stand it, and the person who often helps him pick up books and magazines that have fallen on the carpet has started to keep a distance from him intentionally or unintentionally since the game against Liverpool.

Alonso felt that Ling Yun was deliberately avoiding him, but he had no proof, because after all, the two lived under the same roof and worked in the same place.

But Ling Yun's feeling when he was talking to him has changed subtly. It is no longer casual and friendly like a friend, but with the cold politeness and politeness of a domineering president, making people want to press against the wall for no reason. The urge to educate.

Then, he discovered that Ling Yun had a rare day off but never stayed at home. Even when he was at home, he rarely appeared in public areas such as the living room and kitchen. He could have a cloakroom, bathroom, study, balcony, and even There is a pantry in the bedroom to stay all day.

What is this, cold violence from the boss and roommate?Could it be this way of forcing him to find a house and move out?

But Ling Yun didn't mean it that way, his alienation and avoidance didn't show any traces, and Alonso even felt that maybe he himself didn't realize it.

"Let's go."

Alonso came back to his senses calmly, without the slightest embarrassment of peeking at being smashed by the party: "Are you done?"

At this time Ling Yun had already put on his coat, and stood in front of Alonso with his computer in his hand: "Go home."

Alonso closed the magazine and put it back in its place, followed his boss out of the office, and took the laptop from him without any hesitation.

After getting in the car, the domineering president turned on his laptop and continued to read the contract. After a while, the mobile phone rang. It was Nick who was calling. He was surprised and asked if he had left the Kearney training base.

Ling Yun gave a noncommittal "hmm". Although the other party was puzzled, he still reported to him about today's work. After Ling Yun finished listening, he hung up the phone.

"Why didn't you ask me?"

Ling Yun was about to turn his attention back to his computer when he suddenly heard such an endless question from the person next to him.

"Ask you what?" Ling Yun frowned and asked him back.

This question has been lingering in Alonso's mind since the end of training. He wanted to ask it when he was in Ling Yun's office, but he couldn't let go of his elegant and mature image of a handsome man.

Forget about the unreasonable possessiveness, but it is really hard for him to ask questions like jealousy with the kids in the team.

But just now, when he wanted to chat with the other party, but suddenly couldn't find a topic, the question that was lingering in his mind and didn't make up his mind to ask it was finally asked.

"Why don't you ask who my sneaker sponsor is?"

When speaking, Alonso looked ahead as if nothing had happened, and drove the car in an even and steady manner, obeying London traffic regulations.

Ling Yun answered him as a matter of course: "Your sneaker sponsor is Adidas, I know."

"..."

On the last international match day in 2012, most of the players had returned to their respective national teams. Even Pogba, a 19-year-old kid, was recruited into the French senior team by Didier Deschamps because of his outstanding performance at Arsenal.

Ling Yun took a rough look at the contracts of the players, and focused on picking out a few players who he thought could start negotiating contract extensions or discuss leaving the team, but one of them made him very entangled.

He watched the contract fluctuate between emotion and reason, but it was still difficult to make up his mind.

For Kroenke and his son, he can be cruel and ruthless, but for Arsenal players, especially those players who occupy the best and deepest memories of his entire youth, he can't make up his mind to give them up.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the training ground of the first team is empty. The players are either undergoing rehabilitation in the medical room or training with the reserve team.

Ling Yun occasionally goes to the youth training to inspect his little beets. Those young faces who are full of vigor and dreams may be the future hope of Arsenal.

When it comes to the youth training system, in addition to La Masia and Ajax, people will immediately think of Arsenal's youth training camp. It also trained Van Persie, Fabregas, and now Wilshere, Wolves Excellent players such as Ercott are the places that many young players in the "Elder Factory Dream" dream of.

But Ling Yun is not an idealist like Wenger. He has been committed to the excavation and training of young people, and pins all the bright vision of the team's revival on them.

Boss Xiaoling is much more pragmatic. The training period for youth training is long, so there is no such thing as a simple and rude way of buying people. Money is what should be spent.

This is not the same as ten years ago, when the traditional giants were all fighting for their reserves. Now there is no strong team that is still obsessed with youth training. Even if there is, at the moment when famous stars are rising, all clubs are also playing potential young monsters. Idea, Pogba is a good example.

Ling Yun knows that if he wants to continue to promote and carry forward Arsenal's famous youth training system because of his feelings, he needs to start with the personnel first, and replace the current group of management who are very incompetent in terms of management ability and coaching level .

What impressed him very much was that this group of people continued to sell many young players with great potential in Arsenal at very low cabbage prices, including Gnabry who was sold to Werder Bremen for 450 million euros , 50 euros sold to Eindhoven's Mullen.

Just thinking about it is enough to make Boss Xiao Ling beat his chest and feet. Arsenal's wealthy family has become thinner and weaker in the eight years of consumption, so how can it stand such a profligacy.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun walked through half of the Kearney training base and came to the reserve team's training ground.

At this moment, the small players were training, and Ling Yun stood not far away and glanced over. Bellerin, Iwobi, and Gnabry were all juicy beets in Arsenal's vegetable garden. Boss Xiao Ling's mood, which was even more gloomy than London's autumn weather, suddenly eased up a lot.

But when he turned his head and saw the person sitting on the sidelines, the weather was clear for less than three seconds, and immediately became cloudy again.