From the Country Team To the Rich

Flopelis is a well-known vampire. He used a high salary to deceive Quarter's trust, saying that he would play for the King of Madrid for several years. After the contract renewal was completed, he sold it directly in the second year, completely ignoring old love.

This also made Quarter curse Flopelis on his personal Twitter for more than half a year.

But the other party was silent, and refused to recognize anyone after getting the money.

Perhaps because of Kuat's lesson, Kuslian didn't complete the renewal of the contract with the King of Madrid, and in the end the two sides had an extremely unpleasant quarrel.

Even the furious "Lafayette" publicly declared that whoever dares to accept Kuslian will have trouble with him and the entire King of Madrid.

Faced with this threat, many teams have to weigh it.

After all, it is not in their interest to turn against the King of Madrid just because of Kuslian alone.

This has also led to an embarrassing situation where no one cares about Kuslian.

Even Kuslian publicly yelled to his rivals in the same city, Atlético de Madrid, saying, "If you dare to accept, I will dare to go."

But the other party didn't respond in a daze. Obviously, Atlético Madrid didn't particularly need Kuslian.

One is the king of Madrid.

The other is Kusrian.

Many people have levers in their hearts and know how to choose.

Even Zhang Xian hesitated, after all, he needed to be cautious enough to face the famous Lafayette in football.

That person's relationship is as high as the sky, so he might trip him up anyway.

But it would be a pity not to touch it.

If Kuslian joins Hoffenheim, he can basically meet the requirements of the bench.

Even Hoffenheim can form a second team that is strong enough for the top league.

 …

The capital of Spain, Madrid.

The morning fog shrouded the entire city, and the morning sun sprinkled all over the earth, starting to drive away the morning fog little by little.

In the wealthy district of Madrid,

In a park, a man in a hood is jogging.

A light blue sportswear can't hide the bulging muscles. The figure is neither fat nor thin, but it gives people a feeling of strength.

Kuslian is running in the morning. Even at the age of 33, he is still exercising.

And he feels that his current body can still play for a few years.

Of course, if there are clubs that want him.

When he came to a pond, Kuslian stopped, breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Put, I hope you can give me good news today."

A helpless voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dude, we all underestimated the energy of Flopelis. No one is willing to contact you now. Even the news that you became a free man has been refused to be reported by many media."

Kuslian frowned. He knew that Flopelis was definitely playing tricks, and this guy had this kind of energy.

"Then you can run a few clubs yourself."

"I went! But it didn't work! They were all warned by Flopelis obviously, and to be honest, they don't particularly need you. If you are ten years younger, then some wealthy families are willing to offend Flopelis for you , but apparently don’t think so now.”

"Very cruel answer!"

"Yes, but I still don't want to lie to you! I think you should choose to renew your contract!"

"And then it was sold like an item?" Kuslian sneered; "How embarrassing was Kuat's departure at the beginning, I don't want to be like that guy, if this is really the only way, then I will choose to retire directly! "

hey~~~~

A long sigh came from the other end of the phone, and he immediately said, "It's really unnecessary, you can still play for a few more years."

Kuslian said: "Yes, I can play for a few years, but I betrayed my self-esteem! Wait a little longer, I believe there are still some clubs that can see my value, and my condition is still good! "

"Who knows?"

Snapped!

When Kuslian hung up the phone, his resolute eyes gradually became dazed, and his face became slightly bitter.

If you let him return to ten years ago, then he will definitely not choose the King of Madrid.

This is a completely impersonal money making machine!

Back at the door of the house, Kuslian smelled the smell of baked bread radiating from the house. He rubbed his cheeks hard, showed a smiling expression, and pushed the door open.

"Shall we go to England?"

"To France! I want to go to Paris!"

"Go to England!"

"Go to France!"

As soon as the door was opened, the two sons were 'discussing' which country to go to, even though everything about them depended on Kuslian's transfer.

Seeing Kuslian approaching, the two children rushed over immediately.

"Dad, let's go to England!"

"Go to France!"

Kuslian smiled, tapped the heads of the two boys lightly and said, "Never go, let's go to Germany!"

"Ow! This is a bad option, the Germans are too rigid!"

"How wonderful France is, the capital of romance, Paris should be it!"

Kuslian smiled and sent his two sons upstairs, and then walked towards the kitchen.

His wife, Doris, was spreading ketchup evenly on the toast, and immediately put a piece of fried beef, vegetables, fried eggs and other foods.

"Wow, great breakfast!"

Kuslian praised.

Doris turned her head and shrugged; "This is my love breakfast, our men should work hard!"

Kuslian smiled.

Doris said; "Or not?"

Kuslian's expression was a little downcast, and he smiled immediately; "There will be soon."

Doris nodded with some distress; "Yes, you are so good, baby, don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Yes, everything will be fine!"

After dinner, Kuslian sent his two sons to school.

On the way back, he got a call from his agent.

"Now! Immediately! Tell me your location! Hurry up!"

Hearing the manager's anxious voice, Kuslian froze for a moment and said, "What's wrong with you? You were kidnapped?"

"Get out! Position, hurry up!"

Kuslian looked up and said, "La Rambla, the gate of the Kushe Movement!"

"Stay there and wait for me!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Kuslian looked bewildered, but he still waited.

About an hour later, Kuslian almost fell asleep waiting.

At this time, a black commercial vehicle drove into the parking space next to Kuslian, and the window of the co-pilot fell down immediately, and Kuslian saw the manager's fat face.

The manager nuzzled and said, "Get in the car!"

Kuslian walked over helplessly.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Kuslian complained; "What are you doing? A secret connection? Could it be that Flopelis has started monitoring my every move?"

"He's not that busy!" After the manager finished speaking, he turned his head to the back and mumbled; "Look! Who did I bring you?"

Kuslian turned his head, and he saw an oriental face.

This person Kuslian is no stranger, or every professional player is no stranger.

"Hello! Kuslian!"

Zhang Xian smiled and held out his hand.

The latter looked at him blankly.