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Mendes was in charge of picking him up at the club today.

After all, it is also in his interest to negotiate a contract.

Clubs usually give a hefty fee to a player's agent.

"Ho."

"How much is the weekly salary, can you be satisfied."

Mendes first explored Ho Tuo's target.

When the negotiations came, he had a plan in mind.

At the very least, you have to make your players happy.

'Who is the highest weekly wage in the Chelsea squad at the moment?'

Mendez thought for a moment.

'As I understand it, it's captain Frank Lampard.'

"His weekly salary reached £98,000."

"It's at the top level in the Premier League."

98,000?

He Tuo felt that something was wrong.

But remembering that it's 2004, it's reasonable.

Jinyuan football has not started yet, and with the current money, it is indeed more valuable.

"The captain is only £98,000."

"Then I'll reluctantly ask for a hundred thousand."

Hearing this, the customized Mercedes-Benz visibly shook with the naked eye.

Mendes was visibly panicked.

If he has what it takes, he can help a 17-year-old get to a max contract.

The players all over the world would line up to come to him.

"Hahahaha, teasing you."

He Tuo looked at Mendes and laughed mercilessly.

"Dude."

"Sweating profusely."

He Tuo thought about this issue carefully.

For the stage I am in now.

More should be considered playing time.

'Can I ask Chelsea to add a number of appearances clause to my contract?'

"Absolutely."

He Tuo rest assured.

"All I need is this clause."

"As for the weekly salary, you can just talk about it."

Mendes gets the chicken feather as an arrow.

"Since let me talk about it, your current youth contract is five thousand."

'To be honest, I don't know how they would have dared to give an academy player that kind of contract.

"I'm going to talk about your weekly salary of 20,000."

'It's on the lower end of the middle of the Chelsea squad.'

He Tuo said yes.

He left Mendes in charge.

On the way to the conference room, Mendez was still speculating.

"I guess they'll give you a weekly salary of 10,000."

"I'll ask for 30,000 when the time comes."

"In the last compromise, 20,000 will be in hand."

He Tuo gave a thumbs up.

"High, really high!"

A minute later.

Mendez muttered to himself over the contract that Abu handed him.

"Impossible."

"It can't be."

Abu thought Mendes was not satisfied.

"Do you think it's low?"

"If we are not satisfied, we can talk about it again."

The contract is clearly written.

Contract duration: four years

Weekly salary: £25,000.

Signing fee: £500,000.

Broker fee: £300,000.

Win the Premier League: £200,000.

Champions League winnings: £300,000.

In the Premier League Team of the Year: £50,000.

Named in the Champions League team: £100,000.

Assists: £800 each

Goal bonus: £1,200 per goal

Mendez suddenly felt very redundant.

This negotiates where you need to yourself.

It's good that He Tuo came by himself!

But it adheres to the negotiation concept of more is a little more.

He still feigned dissatisfaction and coughed his throat.

"Abu, you know that."

"It's hard for him to struggle here alone."

"No car, no house."

"Go to the bar and want to order, two big bobbies are shy."

"I didn't dare to add meat to the pasta noodles last night."

Mendes only hated himself for not being able to squeeze out a few tears.

Next to him, He Tuo skillfully took out the eye drops in his pocket.

Looks like pretending to rub your eyes.

In fact, the eye drops are applied to the eyelashes again.

Sun Tzu's Art of War is called an expert.

Abu watched the wolf cooperate and knew that the two of them were prepared.

But the last thing he cares about is money.

Don't you just want to add money?

It's up to you!

"Fixed price."

"Thirty thousand a week."

"Add another 50,000 to the signing fee and your fee."

Abu immediately stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Deal!"

He Tuo wiped off the eye drops.

Pick up Abu's coffee cup.

"Boss, wait a minute, I'll help you add coffee~".

Abu covered his face.

He suddenly had some doubts about whether He Tuo was worth paying so much money himself.

In the end, the two sides reached an agreement.

He Tuo managed to win a share worth £6.31 million.

And with a contract that comes with a number of floating bonuses.

At the moment when he signed his name.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host on signing their first professional contract!"

"The contract is rated B-".

"Gain six free attribute points as a reward."

He Tuo didn't expect that there would be unexpected surprises.

Six free attribute points.

It's equivalent to getting an A-level treasure chest by yourself.

There was no hesitation.

He Tuo added six attribute points to the shot.

The shot stat rises to 95 again.

Feel the slightly swollen leg muscles.

He Tuo couldn't wait.

He was desperate to start the next game.

Try the power of the 95 shot stat!