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After scoring the goal, Qiu Ze immediately turned around and waved to Victor Antoniotte on the sidelines.

"Bah bang bang, good job! Chris." On the sidelines, Victor Antonio applauded excitedly. He was now greatly relieved and very excited.

Qiu Ze's goal was so beautiful. He had a long face, absolutely a long face. Look, look at the red faces of the members of the Belamar coaching staff on the sidelines. Now the initiative is finally back.

Victor Antoniotte took deep breaths continuously and tried his best to calm down. Now it is time for him to appear.

At this time, Beiramar's head coach Inacio Augusto was very excited. He originally thought that he would not be able to find a suitable midfielder before the start of the league, but who knew that God would give them back a suitable midfielder?

Such a hand was left.

Inácio Augusto looked at Qiu Ze on the court and said with a smile: "This is really a treasure. I really don't know what those idiots at Sporting Lisbon are thinking."

"Okay, let's stop here. There is no need to continue this game." Inácio Augusto said to Jacinto João beside him. After a pause, Inácio Augusto said

Stowe continued, "You take Chris and his agent to my office later. I have to find Harvey."

"Okay, I understand!" Jacinto João nodded to Inácio Augusto, and then walked into the stadium excitedly.

"Okay, the game is over!" Jacinto João shouted into the stadium as he walked.

Listening to the words of the assistant coach, the players of Beiramar breathed a sigh of relief, okay, the hard days are finally over.

"How's it going? You're very strong! Are you feeling hurt?" Jorge Joe Cole came over, winked at Paul Murray, then looked at Qiu Ze and said.

Paul Murray pushed Jorge Joe Cole to the side and said angrily: "Get out of the way."

"Hey, you kid, don't you want to default on your debt again?" Jorge Joe Cole stared at Paul Murray with a smile on his face and joked.

"I said, you are very happy to see your friend me being beaten to the point of being beaten, aren't you?" Paul Murray said angrily when he saw Jorge Joe Cole's appearance.

"Of course, I've never seen you like this before! Hahaha!" Jorge Chocol said happily.

"Damn it. What kind of friends have I made?" Paul Murray looked at his best friend and said with displeasure.

Paul Murray was very unhappy. He immediately turned aside. He didn't want to see Jorge Joe Cole's bad face again. Suddenly, an Oriental face appeared in front of him, and Paul Murray smiled slightly.

Startled.

"How's it going, old man? It feels good to have a nightmare, right?" Qiu Ze said jokingly, looking at Paul Murray who was slightly startled in front of him.

After listening to Qiu Ze's words, Paul Murray's pupils tightened, his face was ashen, and the anger in his chest was boiling like boiling water, bubbling up.

"Hiss!" After listening to Qiu Ze's words, seeing Paul Murray's livid face again, the smile on Jorge Joe Cole's face disappeared. Something happened, something big was going to happen.

Jorge Chocol immediately came over to smooth things over. He was really afraid that the two brothers would fight and something would happen.

On the court, the tense scene between Qiu Ze and Paul Murray attracted the attention of many people. The coaches at Belamal on the sidelines also frowned and were worried.

Seeing Paul Murray's expression change, Qiu Ze frowned slightly. This did not mean that Qiu Ze was afraid of trouble, but that he was a little worried about the next signing. After all, no team is willing to introduce a problem player.

"But, isn't this guy's reaction too big?" Qiu Ze muttered in his heart.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense. Everyone was beating drums in their hearts, and their eyes were focused on Paul Murray, whose face was ashen.

"Hey hey hey!" Under the gaze of everyone, Paul Murray suddenly changed his face and laughed at Qiu Ze.

Damn it, are you going to do that? Everyone was full of doubts. Qiu Ze also felt a little baffled. The reaction of the guy in front of him was too unexpected.

"Boy, that's good. You have talent and personality, and I like it!" Paul Murray came up and patted Qiu Ze on the shoulder and said with satisfaction, "I hate weaklings the most. Well, you're good!"

"Huh!" After listening to Paul Murray's words, Jorge Chocol breathed a sigh of relief. However, the guy immediately became furious and rushed up, kicking and mouthing Paul Murray's big ass.

Li also muttered: "Damn it, you are so capable of causing trouble that you almost gave me a heart attack."

"Hahaha, are you scared? I did it on purpose, what? I told you to blackmail me!" Paul Murray staggered and almost fell down. But this guy was not angry, but burst out laughing.

"Let me go, I know you won't be so generous!" Jorge Chocol said angrily.

Everyone who saw this scene breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they complained in their hearts that Paul Murray was too capable of causing trouble.

Qiu Ze looked at all this and was slightly stunned. He did not expect that things would develop in this direction, and he was a little confused.

"Welcome to Bellamar, lucky boy!" Paul Murray walked up, smiled and extended his right hand to Qiu Ze.

Qiu Ze was slightly startled, but his reaction was not slow. He also smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Thank you, funny old man!"

Paul Murray didn't seem to resent Qiu Ze calling him an old man. He immediately walked up, grabbed Qiu Ze's neck and said, "So do you have to invite us old people to celebrate tonight?"

Damn, it turns out this guy has a purpose for being so affectionate. Jorge Joe Cole is a little unfair.

Before Qiu Ze could react, Jorge Chocol, who was next to him, said first: "I'll go, get out of the way, it's your turn to invite me tonight. Don't bully the newcomers!"

Seeing Jorge Joe Cole ruining his plan, Paul Murray curled his lips and said: "You just want to watch Brother bleed? Are you my friend?"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Qiu Ze smiled slightly. These two guys were really interesting. It seemed that he would have a very happy time in Bellamar.

"I think I should invite you." Qiu Ze immediately stood up and said that participating in such a gathering would help him integrate into the team better.

"Okay, okay! It's settled!" Paul Murray was eager for someone to treat him on his behalf, so he kept nodding his head to indicate that it was feasible.

"Go away, go away, you will bleed out tonight." Jorge Joe Cole pushed Paul Murray away and said. Then he turned to Qiu Ze beside him and said: "Chris, don't do it."

Listen to him, they have to invite us tonight, he owes us this, we can't just give this guy a cheap ride."

"Come on, I can't escape tonight, can I?" When Paul Murray heard Jorge Chocole's determined tone, he suddenly stopped like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Of course!" Jorge Chocole said firmly, his eyes fixed on Paul Murray.

"Alas!" Paul Murray sighed, and then said boldly, "Okay, I'm treating you tonight. It's still the same place. Hey, you lucky guy will go too tonight, I'm treating you!"

"Then I'm welcome, old man!" Qiu Ze said with a chuckle.

Just when the three of them were talking happily, Victor Antoniot came over with Beiramar assistant coach Jacinto João.

"Chris, come with me, I think we should talk about the upcoming problem." Jacinto João said.

Of course Qiu Ze knew what the next question was. He felt happy, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Go, boy, it's time to talk about the next issue." Paul Murray and Jorge Chocol said, and then they gave their phone numbers to Qiu Ze and asked Qiu Ze to

Contact them tonight.

After bidding farewell to Paul Murray for a moment, Qiu Ze and his agent Victor Antoniot followed Beiramar's assistant coach Jacinto João to the team's head coach's office.

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Inside the office of the General Manager of Beiramar Club.

Inacio Augusto, the head coach of Beiramar, is sitting at a desk. Opposite him is a man with glasses.

This man is in his forties, with a high nose and deep eye sockets, and a typical Western face. He has a short haircut, black-rimmed gold glasses, and is dressed in professional attire. He looks very energetic. This is the manager of the Bellamar Club, ha.

Vi Lewis.

At this time, the man with eyes in a suit was lowering his head and reading the information on his desk carefully.

The office was very quiet, with only the rustle of the man in a suit and eyes flipping through documents. It seemed that this guy was taking things very seriously.

Inacio Augusto, who was sitting upright, did not disturb the man in a suit and glasses. He just sat there quietly.

It took a while for the man in a suit and glasses to finish reading the information in his hand. He raised his head, stared at Inacio Augusto opposite and asked, "Is he really as good as it says here?"

Upon hearing the question, Inacio Augusto was obviously startled, but he immediately shook his head and said: "Perhaps, he will be better than what is said here!"

Hearing the answer, the man in a suit and glasses was slightly stunned. It was obvious that this answer was beyond his expectation. He frowned slightly and said: "If he is so strong as you said, then why did Sporting Lisbon give up on him?"

"I'm not very clear about this. However, I believe in my eyes. With this kid, our road to the Super League will be smoother. By signing him, I guarantee that we will appear in the Super League next year." Inasi

O Augusto said with great certainty.

The man in a suit and glasses stared at Inacio Augusto steadily: "Are you sure?"

"Believe me, Harvey!" Inacio Augusto said very seriously.

"Okay! You are responsible for the competition, of course I trust you." Seeing Inacio Augusto's seriousness, Harvey Lewis nodded in agreement.

Harvey Lewis thought about it again, then wrote a set of numbers on the information and said to Inacio Augusto: "However, his salary should be kept within this range."

Inacio Augusto looked down and frowned slightly. It might be difficult in this range.

"Ding ding, ding!" Just when Inacio Augusto felt a little difficult, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Looking at the text flashing on the mobile phone screen, Inacio Augusto was suddenly shocked. The call was actually from Paulo Bento, the head coach of Sporting Lisbon.

PS; please collect it and give it a red ticket!!!