The next day the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
The Iberian Peninsula has begun to have a warm atmosphere, and the entire Valencia region is exuding bursts of orange fragrance, as if it is filled with a trace of happiness.
While the entire Valencia media was praising Ranieri for leading the team to three consecutive victories this season, Papa Adrian's wife got up early and cooked a delicious breakfast for her husband.
Then she checked his briefcase for fear that her husband would forget to bring something.
She knew that her husband was going to the Valencia Club today for business.
What a virtuous and virtuous wife.
Every time Adrian goes to work, his wife will always prepare a loving breakfast for him.
This has not changed after more than ten years of marriage.
Before going out, his wife kissed him on the lips and said, "Come on, hubby."
Adrian gently covered his wife's face with his hands, stood on his tiptoes, and kissed his wife back on her forehead.
This scene has happened countless times, and Adrien can't remember exactly how many times.
It has been like this since the day they got married.
In this way, Adrian, with his wife's blessing, happily drove his Volkswagen towards the building where the high-level offices of the Valencia Club are located.
"Hello, hello, I'm Papa Adrian, Ai's agent.
We've made an appointment before.
Thank you."
Adrian politely took out his business card and handed it to the beautiful receptionist.
"Wait a moment."
The beauty at the front desk quickly opened the memo and looked at it.
This person was indeed there, so she quickly dialed the office hotline of Mary, the chairman's secretary.
"Hello Miss Mary, Ai's agent Mr.
Adrian is here."
The other end of the phone soon heard, "Well, okay, you bring him to the conference room."
After the beautiful receptionist hung up the phone, she quickly took Adrian, who was looking around, to the conference room where Valencia Club's senior executives usually meet.
Five minutes later, Soler, accompanied by his secretary Mary, also came to the conference room.
"Hello, Mr.
Adrian, I am Soler, the president of Valencia Club."
A majestic voice came from behind Adrian.
Adrian quickly stood up holding the stool, stretched out his right hand, "Hello, Mr.
Soler."
For Soler, Adrian is also an old rival.
His player Navarro is from Valencia.
The two had communicated about Navarro's contract extension half a year ago.
"Congratulations, Mr.
Adrian.
It's great to be able to sign a young and promising player like Ai, haha."
Soler said with a smile while holding Adrian's hand.
Adrian was used to this kind of expression from the businessman, and he smiled and said, "No, no, it's just a fluke.
How can it be compared with your achievements?
Everyone in Valencia knows about it, haha."
After the compliment, he didn't say anything else and went straight to the topic, "I'm here this time simply because I'm here for Ai's new contract."
"Okay, hurry up."
After Soler finished speaking, he winked at Mary, then walked to the main seat in the conference room and sat down.
Just as Solaire sat down, Mary handed a contract to Adrian, "Mr.
Adrian, this is Ai's latest contract."
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Adrian was not polite, took the contract from Mary's hand with a smile, sat down directly, and started to look at it seriously.
A minute later, Adrian gently placed the contract on the table, and then pushed the contract in front of Soler, "Mr.
Soler, I can't see your club's intention for this contract."
A sincere weekly salary of 8,000 euros is completely unsuitable for a player who has scored eight goals and four assists in five games."
Soler was not angry and took the coffee handed over by Mary.
After enjoying a sip, he sat upright, looked at Adrian with a smile and said slowly, "Oh, what do you think is sincerity?"
Adrian secretly cursed the old fox, held out three fingers, and then said slowly, "At least thirty thousand euros."
Upon hearing this weekly salary, Soler immediately slapped the table, "It's impossible that the average salary of the team is not at this price."
Soler didn't lie.
The team's highest-paid player is captain Ruben Baraja, with a weekly salary of only 50,000 euros.
For Valencia, which is still planning to build the new Mestalla Stadium, this is A weekly salary is completely impossible, and for a young player, Soler, who has all the power in the market, is completely unacceptable.
Although young players are full of vitality and infinite possibilities, they also represent variables and instability.
Adrian smiled and looked at Soler, "Mr.
Chairman, isn't this a negotiation?
What do you think is the weekly salary that is suitable for Ai's worth?"
These words almost made Soler roll his eyes and make him faint.
Is this what you are learning and selling now?
Then, Soler stretched out a finger, and Adrian asked tentatively, "Ten thousand euros."
After Soler nodded, he quickly shouted loudly: "It's impossible that the club didn't spend a pesetas."
There is such an outstanding young player who earns at least 25,000 euros a week."
After hearing this, Soler quickly shook his head, "This number is impossible.
I still said what I said, ten thousand euros."
In this way, the two sides fell into a deadlock in negotiations.
At this time, secretary Mary poured a cup of coffee for each of them and said sweetly, "You two, please use it."
While Adrian was drinking coffee, his mind was also running at high speed.
"Mr.
Chairman, what about a weekly salary of 20,000 euros, a goal bonus of 12,000 euros, an assist bonus of 8,000 euros, and a signing fee of 100,000 euros?"
Adrian looked at Soler and said with a smile.
Soler was drinking coffee while listening, and then seemed to make a very important decision, "The maximum weekly salary is fifteen thousand euros."
Adrian saw Soler making a concession.
After thinking about it, he thought it was time for him to make a proper concession, so he said: "It is not impossible to promise a weekly salary of fifteen thousand, but a five-year contract is too long.
At most three years" Sollers thought for a moment and said, "Four or three years is too little."
Of course Adrian would not agree to four years, and quickly said with certainty: "The weekly salary is 15,000 euros, the goal bonus is 10,000 euros, the assists are 5,000 euros, and the signing fee is 100,000 euros.
After signing for three years, don't forget that he will get "It's a club youth team contract.
This kind of contract can be easily bought out.
Otherwise," then the voice changed, "I believe other clubs will be very interested in getting such a potential young player almost for free."
Adrian's last words deeply hurt Sorel's heart.
Soler pondered for a moment, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Adrian, "I agree to your conditions if you win."
“A pleasure to work with” Adrian raised the coffee cup in a very gentlemanly manner, gestured to Sorel and drank the cold coffee in one breath.
“A pleasure to work with” After congratulating each other, the two agreed to hold a press conference for Ai Luo after the next round of the league to announce the news of the signing.
Neither of them had any opinion on this.
Then, Solaire asked Mary to send Adrian out of the conference room on the excuse that he was busy at work.
After the door of the conference room sounded, Soler stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his back.
Because the club's high-rise office building is not far from the training ground, the office building can clearly see the team's training ground.
So Soler could look at one of the running figures on the training ground from the window and murmured: "Young man, I hope you don't let my investment go to waste."
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After sighing, Soler began to worry about the funds to build a new stadium for the team.
Since his debut, Aiello's performance on the court has been really good, so scattered reporters can be seen outside the team's training base all the time.
Although the team has ended training at this moment and many players have left the training base, there are still many reporters who have not left because they are all waiting for someone.
If you look more clearly, you will see that they are basically all Asian faces with yellow skin, black eyes, and black hair, waiting for someone.
After a day of training and additional training, the three of them took a comfortable shower in the locker room and then arrived at the entrance of the base.
"What do you think of Numancia, who will face Numancia in the next round?"
When they came to the door, they were startled by the sudden microphone.
Raul Albiol, who had been studying Chinese Kung Fu recently, clenched his fists instantly.
"Well" Ai Luo reacted and looked at the Korean in front of him doubtfully, "What did you say?"
In response to Ai Luo's doubts, the reporter from South Korea said in Chinese with his feet curled: "Hey, the horizontal pusher is from the Republic of Korea.
My name is Li Haoming.
May I ask who the Ni team will face Numancia in the next round?
Let’s see what you think” Ai Luo was very upset when he heard this sloppy Chinese, so he simply switched to Korean mode and said in Korean: "I know a little bit of Korean, you can just speak Korean."
Li Haoming was immediately stunned.
This Korean is too standard.
The Chinese reporter not far away was also stunned.
Is he Chinese?
How come he speaks Korean so well?
Ai Luo saw Li Haoming's expression and knew that he was surprised, so he explained casually: "I have a distant relative who is Korean and taught me when I was a child."
"I learned it when I was a child, and I can speak it so fluently when I grow up."
Of course Li Haoming didn't say this out loud, he just said it secretly in his heart.
After Li Haoming coughed, he moistened his throat, took out his notebook and pen, and asked, "What do you think of Manusia's Korean player Li Tianxiu?"
Li Tianxiu Ai Luo rolled his eyes and searched for information about this person in his mind.
After a while, he said casually: "Who hasn't heard of this?"
This Korean reporter almost had smoke in his head when he heard this.
Who is this?
Is this a famous football star in the Republic of Korea?
bumpkin Korean reporter Li Haoming immediately left angrily.
This reaction made Ai Luo look stunned.
What's going on?
The domestic reporter standing not far in front of him had a firm chest and a work ID card hanging on his chest.
Ai Luo could see the reporter from Football News: Li Mengqi from his chest, oh, not from the work ID card on his chest.
Not a bad name.
"The reporter who just interviewed you is Korean.
The Lee Cheon-soo he asked you about is one of the most talented players in South Korea.
He is currently playing for Numancia Club.
Koreans can be said to be the most proud nation in the world.
He When I heard your answer, I took your words as looking down on Korean players, so I was very angry."
Li Mengqi stood aside and explained to Ai Luo.
After hearing this explanation, it becomes clear at a glance.
Instinctively, he raised it up and took a look.
He saw fine black curly long hair draped over his shoulders, big eyes, small red lips and white skin, a pair of small dimples evenly distributed on both sides of the cheeks, and clear and bright pupils. , curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals.
“Holy shit,” since this is said in Spanish, so it follows: