Part-time Soccer

Chapter 352: Mourinho

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Although it has entered the end of May, London is still raining and foggy as usual, making people look indescribably irritable.

Chenlong tried his best to avoid harassment from the news media, but Mourinho never stopped talking.

He just took advantage of the news about Juventus and added jealousy to it. Anyway, no matter what happened, it was Juventus, but he threw his Real Madrid into the clouds.

Chenlong is not short of money, but Juventus is short of money. Juventus is not Chenlong's industry, so some players have quietly been on the transfer list.

The first to bear the brunt was Stekara. This new star has brought Chelsea and Manchester City, two of England's richest clubs, into war again.

At this time, the league has ended, and there is only one cup competition left.

Most of the players have started going on vacation, but Juventus players are still rushing to the battlefield.

He was also shot while lying down. Such is the case with Stekara.

Being robbed by a wealthy family naturally made him feel particularly happy, but the salary package offered by the wealthy family made him sleepless.

I just got the favor of the principal Chen Long to join Juventus, and now in less than two months, a team has come to poach him. This is a dream, a perfect dream.

The media is like the seamless wind, and its ability to catch the wind and shadow is superb.

The news quickly spread online.

Chenlong had to curse Mourinho again.

In Chenlong's view, any negative news related to Juventus is caused by Mourinho, and any negative news that appears on the Internet is false.

The two ordinary things made Chenlong deny everything.

It has to be said that Mourinho is a master of psychological warfare, and his tactics are quite thorough.

Even arriving in London was horrifyingly exquisite.

Juventus arrived in London in broad daylight, while Mourinho's Real Madrid arrived in the middle of the night.

It can be said to be a very quiet and covert operation.

Chenlong had to admire Mourinho.

Just as the team was preparing for the Champions League in London, a call came from Juventus headquarters.

That's when Mourinho's agent Mendes appeared in Turin City and went straight to Agnelli.

After Chenlong found out, he was very angry.

"Mendes is so stupid, Agnelli is so stupid. Did Agnelli's brain get kicked by a donkey?" Chen Long slammed the tactical board to the ground with an angry look on his face.

Mendes was certainly fucked up, but Agnelli, a money-hungry guy, made him even more helpless.

Mendes' move was simply to discuss the transfer with Agnelli. As for whose transfer he was talking about? He not only represents Real Madrid, but also represents some of his players.

This may be another move by Mourinho, but at this juncture, any disturbance will have an impact on Juventus.

Seeing the bright banknotes swinging in front of his eyes, Agnelli naturally couldn't control it. It was all money! So he authorized Mendes to contact Juventus players in the first place.

The stupid Agnelli thinks that his players are valuable, but he doesn't know that he has another meaning.

Mendes was so quick that he showed up in London within ten hours.

When he was excited to go to Chenlong to discuss it, he was rejected.

Chen Long had four bodyguards set up at the training ground and the hotel entrance. When they saw Mendes, they would rush out.

Poor Mendes had no choice but to play dirty. He got the cell phone numbers of Stekara, Kaka and Jordan from nowhere. In the middle of the night, he asked all three of them out on the day before the game.

Among these three people, Kaka and Jordan are players produced by the Juventus youth training camp. Although they were promoted by Chenlong, Chenlong has little restrictions on them. Stekara joined Juventus at the end of the league. , Yang Ershi didn’t have time to sign a brokerage contract with him at that time, so Mendes took bold action.

The most terrible thing is that Stekara's agent is his greedy brother, who is also greedy for money.

So Mendes successfully hooked up all three people.

How much temptation can a teenage boy withstand? When they came back, the three of them were as happy as if they had received a long-awaited gift.

Chen Long blocked the door of their room and said nothing.

"What good things have you done? Why are you so lucky with that little money? Do you think joining those two clubs will give you a better future? Leaving Juventus, do you think it is the right choice?"

They never expected that Chen Long would intercept them at the door. Although Chen Long was similar in age to them, his status was in the heaven and earth. Chen Long said that as long as he gave the order, they would pack up and leave.

"Tomorrow, you can just go to another club, or pack up and go back to Italy. Anyway, you don't have to play tomorrow. I'm not kidding." Chen Long's words could not be colder, and they were cruel enough. Their psychological defenses were torn apart in an instant, and only then did they realize how strict the coach's strict requirements in the past two days were.

Just when they were begging for mercy, Chen Long interrupted them.

"You don't need mercy. You choose your own path, and I will give you a chance. If you choose, you have to bear this responsibility. When I am your age, I am still playing in the amateur league, but as for you, at this age, I have already been beaten by you. You don't appreciate being promoted to such a height, but you want to take shortcuts. Of course, if you don't do it for yourself, I have nothing to say."

After Chen Long finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to his room.

The three of them were left looking at each other in confusion.

What to do? What to do? What to do

The three little brats, at this juncture, have completely collapsed.

The corridor is quiet, the battle is coming. What should be sleeping is sleeping, what is supposed to come is coming.

That night, the three little kids did not leave the hotel immediately, but chose to stay.

They still hold on to the illusion that maybe they can start tomorrow

But they were disappointed. In the early morning, Chen Long deliberately woke up very early and directly announced the starting lineup for that night to the outside world.

The three of them didn't even make the bench.

Despair is written on everyone's face.

The Champions League official also announced Juventus' starting lineup as soon as possible.

The news caused an immediate sensation.

Stekara, Kaka and Jordan were all the absolute contributors to Barcelona's defeat, but Chenlong actually defeated them in the final

What happened? What happened

As if to match the fans' doubts, less than half an hour later, so-called gossip revealed that three players had met with Mendes at night, so the furious Chen Long resolutely took them down.

Only then did the fans suddenly realize.

Although he expressed support for Chen Long's approach and hated the three of them, he also expressed concern about Chen Long's approach.

Without the three of them, would the game against Real Madrid have been lost

The bookmaker has begun to urgently adjust the odds, and even Louis XIV couldn't help but call Chen Long.

"Little bastard, do you want to kill England? What kind of trick are you playing?" Louis XIV's words are very obvious, that is, European betting is very optimistic about Juventus winning Real Madrid, but Chenlong changed the battle at this time. General, but the gaming company was a little unsure.

And if Chen Long plays this way, once the gaming company loses power, even Louis XIV may not be able to protect Chen Long.

"Calm down, calm down, Juventus will definitely win. That's all I can say. As for your life or death, it depends on your own choice. I'll say it for the last time, the championship belongs to Juventus."

With Chen Long's strong self-confidence, Louis XIV could only believe him with his head raised.

In Chenlong's living room, Strini and Belkri were sitting.

"Did these boys sleep last night?" Chenlong asked.

"Looking at their faces, they must be asleep." Berkri replied. He is a physical trainer and naturally observes the players very carefully.

"Watch carefully, otherwise we will be in trouble if they really run away." Chen Long warned, "It might not be good to be too nervous. Old fat man, go and calm them down later, have a heart-to-heart talk, don't let them If you are too anxious, it will be counterproductive and you will be stupid.”

... ...

The war is about to begin, but Mourinho is still in the mood to leisurely drink the red wine that Ferguson sent yesterday in the hotel, obviously in a good mood.

"Hehe, you did a great job this time."

Jorge, of course, is Mendes. Mourinho and Mendes were hiding in the room, celebrating their victory.

This thing was Mourinho's fault, just to prevent those three little perverts who could not run to death from playing, and the effect has now been achieved.

Mendes was obviously very proud of his masterpiece, but looking at his cunning face, there was still something he wanted to spit out. Mourinho could see it, so he asked: "What? Is there anything else?" ?”

"Well, Coentrao is probably going to lose a lot of money."

When it came to Coentrao, Mourinho also frowned. It has been more than half a season and he still has not found a home for him. When this 30 million man joined Real Madrid, Mourinho and Mendes did it together. As for what's fishy in it, you can tell by looking at their expressions now.

"Forget it, as long as it can be dealt with, it's not us who lose, but we make a profit. It's the club that loses. As for the world, no matter what you say..."

"Well, since you are not afraid of being scolded, then I, as an agent, don't have to be afraid either, hahaha." Mendes smiled arrogantly and unscrupulously.

Mourinho also laughed, but the smile was more or less unnatural.

After gathering his emotions, he patted his butt and stood up.

"Okay, I'm going to take home my third Big Ear Cup!"