Football Modifier

Chapter 416 No Regrets?

"Lee, I know that you will never tolerate Sakho staying in Newcastle... However, you should also know very well that according to the latest value estimate of "Total Market", Sakho's transfer can completely Newcastle brought a transfer fee of 15 million pounds. If you can slightly reduce the previous listing price of the club of 20 million pounds, then I can guarantee that within an hour, Newcastle will easily get 15 million pounds..."

"With this 15 million pounds, based on your vision and attraction to young players, you can definitely find at least seven or eight outstanding young players for the Magpies in the winter transfer market... In this way, regardless of whether it is against Salvador It’s a win-win deal for both the company and the club, isn’t it?”

After Quareos finished speaking, he looked longingly at the guy with a strange smile across his face, feeling anxious. He didn't know if his words could convince the crazy guy in front of him.

Li Tongfan raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Mr. Lalo, you still have 78 seconds."

Quareos turned green.

At this moment, the Frenchman wanted to jump up and use the ashtray on the table to smash the proud face in front of him to pieces... However, the fact is that for money, he must pretend to be a grandson at this moment...

Quareos thought for a moment, and a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across his brain.

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said eloquently: "Li, if... if... well, if you are willing, you will be able to get a huge kickback from Sakho's transfer. ...Please rest assured, I have dealt with many such things before, and absolutely no one will know..."

"30 seconds left!"

The weird smile on Li Tongfan's face disappeared, and his expression turned cold.

"this……"

Quareos took a breath of air. He obviously did not expect that his trump card, which had been used against anyone before, was like a fart in front of Crazy Li. Instead of convincing the other party, he actually made him cover it up. Keep your nose in the distance.

The Frenchman opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the guy opposite sat coldly, looking at him like a clown. This expression gave Quareos a huge pressure, making him trembling and not knowing what to say... …

Just when Quareos was about to make his final struggle...

"Okay, time's over!"

Li Tongfan raised his wrist with an expressionless expression: "Mr. Quareos, unfortunately, your reasons did not convince me... Well, in that case, please go and convince those who just a few hours ago vowed to introduce Salvador. Believe me, I definitely mean what I say, as long as someone is willing to pay 20 million pounds for your client, you can leave Newcastle at any time..."

Quareos finally couldn't bear it anymore!

He was like a wounded and wailing beast. He rushed to the desk with red eyes, puffing white air from his mouth, and roared crazily: "Madman, you madman..."

Li Tongfan stood up without saying a word, and just like last time, he carried Quareos like a chicken, and 'sent' this well-maintained Frenchman out of the office door...

Quareos was like a grass carp being pulled out of the water, struggling desperately...

However, although he took good care of his face, his arms and legs really lacked exercise. Although Li Tongfan was not strong, he hung out with a group of muscular men all day long, and he got very close to him. , it’s a tragedy for the French...

boom!

The door was slammed hard.

Standing at the door, Quareos was still angrily thinking about whether he should roar generously and tragically to express the bad breath in his heart. Anyway, when things got to this point, he no longer wanted to pretend to be a grandson, because it was useless. …

At this moment...

The door opened.

The face that made Quareos furious with anger, with a proud smile, popped out from the crack of the door...

The lunatic said jokingly: "Mr. Lola, I guess you must have watched that game yesterday, right? Hehe, it's useless. To tell you the truth, even if it is because of the lack of your client, Newcastle has been stuck this season. If he loses, I won't use him again. I can tolerate leaving, but I will never condone betrayal... So, I advise you to give up on this! "

boom.

His head retracted and the door closed again.

Quareos was so angry that he was shaking all over, as if he was having a strep throat attack, and was about to curse...

The door opened again.

It was the same head that poked out from the crack in the door.

"I forgot to mention it just now. I have something to ask you. If we meet again in the future, please don't call me 'Li'... Tsk, tsk, this word coming out of your mouth really makes me feel sick..."

Bang... the door closed.

Quareos' vision went dark, and the bad breath in his throat almost made him faint!

He held the door frame with his hands, and the hot anger in his body was about to burn. No matter what, he must curse today...

Quareos opened his mouth, but no sound came out yet, but at this moment...

The door... fucking opened again! !

It was still the same head, still with a playful expression: "I guess you must be very angry now, and want to curse at all costs, hehe, right? It doesn't matter, just curse, hehe, as long as you curse a word, I will add one million pounds to Sakho's transfer listing price... You know, I dare to do this kind of thing!"

Watching the head shrink back again, Quareos spit out a mouthful of blood gorgeously.

He knew that this madman could definitely do it.

In that case, it would be a disaster for Sakho and himself.

If the current price of 20 million pounds still has clubs that are interested in Sakho, then as long as it exceeds 20 million, Sakho will definitely become a "little grass" that no one cares about in an instant...

It seems that he still has to pretend to be a grandson!

...

December 20.

The curtain of the 18th round of the Premier League opened.

Newcastle played against the newly promoted West Bromwich Albion at home in St. James's.

"...The game has started. This is Newcastle's first game in the Devil's Christmas schedule this season. The opponent West Bromwich Albion is not strong... Just like the last game against Wigan Athletic, the French defender Mamadou Sakho, who is in the transfer rumor, still did not appear in the game list. The person who replaced him is still the young player Michel Manzieni..."

"...However, this young player seems to be always impatient. It was because of his mistake in the last game that Wigan Athletic's Mexican striker Hugo Rodallega seized the opportunity and scored a goal, and that goal almost ruined Newcastle's winning streak..."

In the hotel.

Quareos, who was at a loss, still watched the game carefully.

In the last match against Wigan Athletic, that damn madman had a burst of bad luck at the last moment and won a victory... And this time, Quareos hoped that Newcastle would lose 100:0, and it was all because of the mistake of the kid who replaced Sakho...

But soon, the vicious Frenchman fell into deep despair...

"...GOOOOOOOOOOAL!!! Manzianni, it's Manzianni!! He withstood the pressure... In the 8th minute of the game, the young player overpowered the opponent's central defender and headed the ball, sending Juan Mata's corner kick into the goal of West Bromwich..."

Until the end of the game, Quareos did not wait for the ending he hoped for.

Although Newcastle's performance at home was average, in the end they still relied on Manzianni's goal to win the opponent 1:0, and Manzianni also had two key goal-line rescues in the game...

Quareos lamented again and again!

It was as if the heavens were against the French central defender. The better Sakho's competitors performed, the more it meant that Quareos had no initiative in this transfer tug-of-war...

Quareos fell into regret and despair...

If he had known this, why did he do it in the first place?

At this moment, in a villa in Newcastle, the person involved, Mamadou Sakho, was also in deep conflict...

He also watched the game that just ended.

Watching the TV screen, the teammates who fought side by side in the past followed the black figure to win the victory amid the cheers of the St. James's fanatical fans. The feeling was so familiar, yet so strange...

At this moment, Sakho thought of six months ago in a trance...

When the man appeared in front of him, smiling and saying: "You will become a great player, come with me to welcome your own era"... At that time, I was so excited, and all I longed for was happy football and the cheers of the crowds after the victory...

At that time, I was so grateful to that man that I even secretly vowed in my heart to follow him forever and welcome the greatest era with him...

But now?

Why, just six months later, things have become like this? Should I apologize to him and beg for his forgiveness?

Sakho shook his head suddenly, and he remembered everything that his agent Quareos had promised him -

"Your ability deserves a higher weekly salary, and a mere 20,000 euros is an insult to you!"

"Let me negotiate with Madman Li, don't worry, Mamadou, I will win a big contract for you..."

"Damn, that guy is a lunatic... Mamadou, I suggest you transfer, Real Madrid and Barcelona are very willing to introduce you, think about it, joining the world's greatest giants at the age of 18, what a great thing it is..."

"Mamadou, I have done everything I can, now, it's your turn to show for your future, do what I say, and attack that lunatic, I have already made an appointment with the reporter of The Sun for you..."

"Damn, damn, that guy is really a lunatic... We must not show weakness!"

"The negotiations failed... But it doesn't matter, Mamadou, believe me, I will definitely bring you to a great club, at this time, you must cooperate with me..."

"Don't have any psychological burden, you are just working hard for your own future, this is the world, for yourself, no one is sorry..."

The words that the agent Quareos Roca once said came to Sarko's mind. The French boy clenched his hands tightly. Yes, no one in this world is sorry for anyone... But, you must be worthy of yourself!

I don't regret it! ——

First update.

Thanks to: Donglin 2010, ilove888, I love smoking and drinking, Tiantian Dajiangyou, Bookworm Zhang, Soul Disperser, Hard to Register, other brothers for their rewards.

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