amazing coach

"Mr. Jiang Mu, is the weekly salary you are talking about five thousand dollars? Or five thousand francs?"

Drogba was a little stupid. In 1998, the euro had not yet begun to circulate, and the difference between the franc and the U.S. dollar was six times. If it were US$5,000, Drogba's annual salary would have increased sixty times. For someone who is not yet a professional

For player Drogba, this is a windfall that is beyond his imagination.

"Five thousand dollars." Jiang Mu replied firmly.

Before coming, Jiang Mu had already discussed with Schlinja. In order to get Drogba, Jiang Mu had to reach the upper limit of 10,000 US dollars per week. Jiang Mu believed that within this price, he could win someone who had not yet received a professional contract.

Drogba is definitely not a problem, unless Drogba is a saint who does not eat the fireworks of the world. He has no time now. The league starts in more than a month and he has to personally take action every time. How can he have time to do other things?

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"Then let me discuss it with my family. I have never signed a professional contract. I need to ask my uncle for his opinion." Drogba was actually very committed in his heart. Just for the sake of self-esteem, he could not agree immediately.

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"Okay. If you have made your decision, please contact us as soon as possible."

Jiang Mu had already judged Drogba's thoughts from his restless and ecstatic expression, and he was not in a hurry to force Drogba to initial the resolution. At this time, Jiang Mu believed that no one could recognize Drogba clearly.

No one will come to bargain with him about value. Even if Drogba's current club, Le Mans, understands it but does not have the financial resources, he believes that Drogba is already under his control.

Jiang Mu and Lin Nazhou had just walked out of the yard. Drogba walked excitedly to the yard and shouted to Ala who was working in the garden: "Ah, we are rich, I am rich, we can exchange for a bigger house."

The house is occupied.”

Ala straightened up and said: "Didier, do you have any good news for me?"

"Mr. Jiang Mu, who just came here, gave me a professional contract. I can earn 5,000 US dollars a week." Drogba danced excitedly and performed the folk dance of Cote d'Ivoire.

"Five thousand dollars? Oh! God." Ala was frightened, "Didier, they can't be liars."

"Ara, how can he be a liar? This is absolutely not the case. There is only one Chinese coach in the whole of Europe. There is no possibility of being fake. I have also seen it in the newspapers." Drogba was a little dissatisfied with his wife's suspicion of Jiang Mu.

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"Okay, okay, it's a happy thing to be able to make so much money. This is your first professional contract. Should you ask your uncle? Although money is important, you should also consider your future. After all, you

I’m going to play football in the Netherlands.” Ala thought for a while and reminded.

Drogba's mood has not yet calmed down and he said: "Uncle will definitely agree. He has been a professional player for so many years and his highest weekly salary is only three thousand francs. I just feel sorry for coach Mark Westrop.

He is like a father to me. He hopes that I can lead Le Mans to Ligue 1."

"I believe Coach Westrop will understand you. This is a contract that no one can refuse." This virtuous Malian woman comforted her husband. She was pregnant and hoped to give her child a better life and better health.

Education, and it is impossible to accomplish all of this without money.

In the afternoon, after receiving the news, uncle Goba and his father Drogba hurried to Le Mans. As soon as they entered the door, Goba shouted: "Didier, you must not miss this opportunity. If I were you, I would do it right away.

Sign a contract with him, young man, the world is changing so fast, the opportunity you first see is on your forehead, but when you reach out to grab it, it has already become the back of your head."

The old Drogba used to be a bank clerk. He was more patient than his younger brother Goba, and he didn't know much about football, so he didn't say anything.

"I understand, uncle, so I came to discuss it with you right away." Drogba has always respected this uncle and regarded him as his second father. Without him, his family might still be in Cote d'Ivoire.

"Didier. I think Alkmaar not only gives you a very generous treatment, but it is also more beneficial to your future development. Since Mr. Jiang Mu gives you such a high annual salary, he promises to give you enough competition opportunities. I believe it."

Seriously too. What does this period of time mean to you? You must know better than me that playing more games is the key. I know you want to go to Marseille, Paris Saint-Germain, Real Madrid, and Juventus, but, kid,

If you go there, you will end up being loaned out or being benched. In that case, why not go to a team and become the main first-team player? Not to mention..."

Goba said slyly: "Didier, we must become smarter to survive in the white circle. When your contract expires, you can choose to go to the rich team you want to go to. Alkmaar is just one of yours."

springboard."

"But I feel a little sorry for my coach Mr. Westrop. He treated me like a child and taught me a lot."

"Kid, don't be stupid. You only have a working relationship with him. If he is really good for you, he should encourage you to go to Alkmaar instead of keeping you. Is Le Mans capable of being promoted to Ligue 1? I simply don't

I don’t believe it.” Goba dismissed Drogba’s idea.

"Yes, kid, your uncle is right. Europeans and Asians cannot be trusted. The only thing that can be trusted is money." Old Drogba also taught his son a lesson. In his opinion, it is really hard not to make money with such a big money.

Too stupid.

With the encouragement of his uncle and father, Drogba lost any worries and said: "Uncle, you are right. I will go and talk to the coach tonight. He should know the whole story first."

Goba shook his head and said: "The bad guy asked me to do it. You are too naive. I'm worried that Westrop will use sweet words to deceive you. Also, when you reply to the Chinese coach after tomorrow, don't show eagerness and see if you can win."

A better contract. If someone comes from Alkmaar again, you give me a call first and I will help you negotiate with them. You don’t have an agent now. You must find one in the future. Only an agent can help you get what you deserve.

s things."

Jiang Mu and Lin Nazhou did not leave France that day, but stayed in Le Mans overnight. Jiang Mu believed that Drogba would give him a reply the next day. Although Lin Nazhou could not believe that the matter was settled so quickly, he

Now I have become accustomed to trusting Jiang Mu's decision. Jiang Mu has proven that his decision is correct every time so far.

The next day, Drogba called as expected. He thought Jiang Mu had returned to the Netherlands and planned to go to the Netherlands with his uncle to settle the matter. Jiang Mu told him that he was still in Le Mans and invited Drogba to come.

Interview at the hotel where he stayed.

In the hotel bar, Jiang Mu met Drogba's uncle Goba. This Ivorian in his thirties has the cunning and reality of a Chinese farmer. He has a smile on his face and a humble attitude, but he is uncompromising in his interests.

"Mr. Jiang, Didier told me yesterday about going to Alkmaar. I am very grateful for your regard for Didier. This is an amazing opportunity. I told him at that time that he should sign with Alkmaar immediately.

, but just yesterday, the assistant coach of Marseille called me and said that the head coach of Marseille, Mr. Pierre, admired Didier very much and hoped that I could connect with him. The assistant coach Em is my friend. This is my friend.

I told him before, and I just gave me the news now." After Goba finished speaking, he secretly looked at Jiang Mu's face. He hoped to use this lie to improve Drogba's status and at the same time win the initiative in the negotiation.

But he didn't want to anger Jiang Mu and Alkmaar.

"That's good. This way Didier will have more choices. It's also good to let him compare before making a decision. If Marseille's conditions are better than ours, then we are willing to withdraw."

Jiang Mu's face darkened. He knew that what Goba said was probably a lie, but he couldn't expose it directly at this time. If it weren't for time constraints, he wouldn't want to give Drogba such a high annual salary because money can easily ruin it.

Losing a professional player, Anelka and Robinho are good examples.

Goba smiled briefly and said: "The conditions in Marseille are definitely not as generous as those provided by Alkmaar, but Didier's family is working in France, and Didier still has to go to university in Le Mans. If he goes to the Netherlands, he will only

Being able to be separated from my family.”

Jiang Mu looked at Drogba, who lowered his head. Obviously, this young black guy didn't have many ideas of his own now. After all, it was his first time to sign a professional contract, and he was confused about everything.

He can rely on Goba to give him ideas.

Jiang Mu said: "In fact, money is not the most important issue. Mr. Goba, if you often read sports newspapers, you may know that we are currently pursuing Shevchenko and Romario, and their transfer amounts are both under 20%.

Thirty million US dollars, I say this, means that I have money to buy other players who are much more famous than Didier, but I am optimistic about Didier's potential. I think that under my training, Didier will not

Worse than them."

Although Drogba was a rough man, he understood the meaning of Jiang Mu's words. He was so moved that he would die for his confidant. His blood surged up and he said: "Uncle, don't say any more. I think Alke

Marl is the team that suits me best, and coach Jiang Mu values ​​me more highly than any other coach, including coach Westrop of Le Mans."

"Didier!" Goba glared at Drogba sternly, and was very dissatisfied with the kid's impulsiveness. It seemed that the Chinese was ready to compromise, but he actually said this. "You have to listen to me here...

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"No need to say any more." Jiang Mu interrupted Goba. There was really no need to be more verbose at this time, because the Ivorian's meaning was already obvious, and there was no point in saying more. "I'll give it to Didier.

There are two options, one is a salary increase, with a weekly salary of US$7,000, and the second is a bonus linked to salary, with a basic salary of US$3,000. If we can win the Eredivisie championship and the Dutch Cup, Didier will get more than

That’s double the salary of US$7,000. Even if you only get a Champions League berth, it’s more than the weekly salary of US$7,000. Mr. Goba, see which one you can accept?”

Goba's goal was to get money. When he saw that his goal was achieved, he immediately discussed it with Drogba in the Diura language of Cote d'Ivoire, and then said to Jiang Mu: "I'm very happy that you value Didier and believe in Alke."

Mal can achieve good results under your leadership, but I don't like taking risks, so I persuaded Didier to accept a weekly salary of seven thousand dollars."

"Okay, in that case, let's initial a contract, and then we'll negotiate with the Le Mans Club."

Jiang Mu sneered in his heart, an old cunning guy like you would regret it.

Jiang Mu didn't want to cause trouble, so he asked Goba to sign the contract. Goba and Drogba were now satisfied and signed the contract with Jiang Mu without hesitation. Then Jiang Mu invited them to dinner. Goba and Drogba were satisfied.

Luo Ba then said goodbye and left.