From the Country Team To the Rich

England, Manchester, Carrington 9.

This is a quiet path, surrounded by a peaceful environment, and you will see a street sign if you keep going.

This is a pure red street sign without any representations or graffiti.

According to the road sign is a fork in the road, and residents of Manchester are familiar with this fork in the road.

This is the habitat of the famous 'Red Devil'.

Premier League giants, the training base of Trafford Club.

Trafford is known as the Premier League giants, and also has the nickname of the most influential team in the world.

It can be said that the dream of every player must have the vision of wearing the red jersey.

This giant club has won the honors that all clubs in the world can get.

As for whether they are rich or not, Trafford fans will tell you with the wildest roar what you are facing.

Going straight along the winding and smooth path, you can see the orderly and huge training base.

Players of different ages are running on the green field for their dreams and their own future.

There is a huge building on the left, which is a multifunctional restaurant.

At this time, in a private room of the restaurant, two big figures were talking.

One of them was a thin old man with wrinkled face and gray hair.

The old man looked weak, but from time to time his slightly narrowed eyes burst out with a sharp light like a sword.

He is Sir Alex, the founder of the Trafford dynasty and one of the most influential figures in football.

Back then, he swept Europe with a group of teenagers and created the great cause of five crowns.

To this day, no one has replicated this honor.

Since the five crowns, Trafford has been at the forefront of the Premier League standings despite ups and downs. At the same time, their commercial value has skyrocketed and they have become the most influential team in the world.

And all this stems from the seemingly calm old man in front of him.

Sir Alex sat on the chair, the sun shone in through the window, and he felt a slight burning sensation on his body.

The old man lowered his eyes and said indifferently; "You are bolder than I imagined, I thought you would never dare to step into Trafford's territory again!"

On the opposite side is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who is also a famous football figure.

Super Agent - Mendelson.

Faced with Sir Alex's oppression, Mendelson grinned secretly, this old man is still so imposing.

But he couldn't lose, and couldn't help saying: "Why not? Just because I moved Ronaldo from here to Barcelona?"

Hearing this, Sir Alex's eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at Mendelson and said, "Little brat, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

Mendelson; "..."

As much as he wanted to disbelieve it, the grumpy old Scot would do such a thing.

Seeing Mendelson submissive, the corners of Sir Alex's mouth twitched slightly, but it disappeared for a moment. He continued to sulk and said, "I think you came to the wrong place. The capital is in London, and the ruble is also in London."

In this regard, Mendelson said; "I have reached out to the Russian and given him what he wants."

"Ha ha..."

Sir Alex sneered: "What do you want? That's what you want to sell."

Sir Alex's words were right, but Mendelson didn't feel embarrassed at all, and nodded with a smile: "It can also be said that the Russian has money, and I can give him whatever he wants."

"What a big tone!" Sir Alex taunted, "Including the champion?"

In this regard, Mendelson nodded: "Including the champion!"

Sir Alex's rare silence, after a long time, he sighed slowly: "UEFA has done a stupid thing!"

No one dares to criticize UEFA like that,

But not including the meritorious old man in front of him.

"I heard that some capital has begun to contact Trafford..."

Sir Alex interrupted directly with a wave of his hand: "I don't accept the entry of capital, even if I leave the capital, Trafford is still a wealthy family!"

Mendelson grinned, this old man is so domineering!

After a pause, Alex sneered; "If Trafford wants money, the Russians will choose us instead of Stanford."

Mendelson pursed his lips and said, "But you have to know one thing, the Russians have begun to destroy the market, and he will use rubles to build a dynasty belonging to Stanford!"

"and then?"

Alex said indifferently.

Mendelson frowned and said, "Then under the impact of Jinyuan football, the traditional giants are lonely!"

"The loneliness of a wealthy family?" Alex sneered; "You underestimate the wealthy family. The wealthy family is never something that is irrigated with capital. The inner spirit of the wealthy family and the background of the wealthy family cannot be replicated by capital. Stanford has nothing to do without capital. No, but even if Trafford has no capital, she is still a wealthy family!"

"But..." Sir Alex raised his eyebrows; "Golden Dollar Football? Who named it, it's very appropriate."

Mendelson waved his hand; "A friend, but that's not important."

"It's really not important." Sir Alex said; "I don't think you're here to persuade me to take capital? If so, you really let me down."

"of course not!"

Mendelson sighed and said, "I'm mainly engaged in the Premier League industry now."

"The Premier League is the most commercial league, and all the capital will choose here. Therefore, I need to take the lead in planning to welcome the capital...oh no, it should be called the arrival of Jinyuan Football."

Hearing this, Sir Alex narrowed his eyes and said, "What if I say no?"

Mendelson took a deep look at Sir Alex, and said, "It can't be stopped, even you can't stop it. I respect you, so I don't want to see any damage to you under the encroachment of capital." question."

It is true that Sir Alex is a smart man, but he is still a footballer. Faced with the capital's offensive, this respected old man may really have an accident.

In this regard, Sir Alex suddenly laughed and said, "Is this what your friend told you?"

Mendelson nodded subconsciously, raised his head suddenly, and said in astonishment, "How do you know?"

Sir Alex smiled; "Obviously, you transferred Ronaldo from me to Barcelona, ​​which was obviously intended to be deployed in Spain, but not long after, you suddenly gave up everything in Spain and plunged into the Premier League market. Can there be no tricks here, does it make sense?"

Mendelson scratched his head and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Sir Alex nodded approvingly.

"Let's find something lighter. If you're talking about this, I'll beat you up and kick you out!"

Can you not mention the beating thing?

Mendelson felt aggrieved and said, "...What did you say?"

"Just tell me about that friend of yours, let me guess who he is?... Football Association official?"

Mendelson shook his head.

Alex raised his eyebrows and said, "The operating officer of a wealthy club?"

"It's close, but not," Mendelson said with a smile.

"Oh?" Sir Alex became interested, and he narrowed the scope and asked; "A certain League One operation officer?"

"no!"

"The general manager of the Second Division?"

"No!"

Sir Alex frowned; "Class C...?"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...

Mendelsen laughed out loud and said, "Neither of them, let me tell you, he is in the seventh tier of the German league... oh no, it is now the sixth tier. The club's sporting director."

Ser Alex fell silent suddenly.

"...."

After a while, Sir Alex got up slowly, and silently took out the crutch from the side.

Mendelson asked in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

Sir Alex suddenly cursed: "Bastard! The old man lied! I should beat you!"

five minutes later.

Sir Alex looked at the information about Zhang Xian in the phone in shock.

What a sporting director for a low-level team.

how can that be!

Not to mention that he has no access to some secret information, just from his point of view, he shouldn't think about it.

It's just...impossible.

Mendelson on the opposite side said helplessly: "This is true. In fact, when he told me this, I was also shocked."

It is outrageous for the general manager of a low-level team to have a foresight about the upcoming release of European football.

Sir Alex slowly put down the phone, finally he sighed and said, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

Sir Alex pointed to his mobile phone and said, "Unfortunately, he is in Germany. He is destined to miss out on gold dollar football."

"Because of the 50+1 policy?" Mendelson asked.

Sir Alex nodded and said: "That's right, under the 50+1 policy, capital cannot be stationed in Germany, and he cannot ride the wave of gold dollar football."

Mendelson shrugged and said, "Not necessarily, what if the 50+1 policy is abolished?"

Hearing this, Sir Alex's eyes froze.

After a while, he shook his head and laughed, "Impossible! This is impossible!"

Although he said it was impossible, his brows were furrowed.

He couldn't imagine, what if Germany also fell?

So who can stop the wave of Jinyuan football!