The World’s First, Second and Third are Me

After spending so long at Ronaldo's house, Dong Fangzhuo has never met Menherho Mendes, indicating that this guy runs around the world all day, digs out young players, and helps players walk between clubs...

If you have a chance, you must talk to Mr. Mendes to see if he can operate Huang Bowen and Feng Renliang. After all, these two guys can transfer freely.

Just don't know what the two boys Huang Bowen and Feng Renliang thought?

He had to talk to the two of them. The twisted melons were not sweet. If they didn’t want to go abroad, what would they worry about? You can't inflate yourself.

Ugh,

Sometimes, do you manage too much?

Dong Fangzhuo doesn't think he can save Chinese football. He asks himself that he doesn't have this ability. The backwaters of Chinese football can't be changed by one or two people. Just want to pull a teammate, I hope everyone can go a little better in the future.

"Hey guys, have a dinner together tonight?" Mendes sent out an invitation.

"Oh, thank you," Rooney smiled bitterly.

"You know, there is a housekeeper at home, which is in a special period recently..."

Rooney gave his realistic reasons.

This is the case with a fiancee who is too early. The man should enjoy the life. He is gone. He can only sneak in and do some shady business. Maybe even if he went out for a meal with friends, Colin would suspect it.

A man who has eaten food can never be trusted by a woman. Rooney’s sad journey is a long journey...

Rooney said NO, Dong Fangzhuo must say YES, this is an opportunity to bring Mendes closer.

But he didn't know that Mendes was actually very interesting to him...

The three of them were eating in a French restaurant outside Manchester, and Ronaldo's face was significantly more smiley than the previous few days. With agent Mendes and his best friend Dong Fangzhuo around, people will naturally be a lot happier.

Life is not satisfactory, but life must continue...

"Dong,"

"I noticed that you, your agent, are domestic?" Mendes was playing Dong Fangzhuo's idea.

Mendes is not stupid, Ronaldo, the future superstar of Portugal, and Dong Fangzhuo, the future superstar of China.

On the technical potential, C Luo is better than Dong Fangzhuo, but on the potential of superstars, Dong Fangzhuo may have to crush C Luo.

The reason is simple, because Dong Fangzhuo's account is originally from China. When I think of the Chinese market, even Mendes is drooling...

Even if Dong Fangzhuo is not a super first-class star, even if it is an ordinary main force of a top league team, his market prospects are very huge, and Dong Fangzhuo is now 20 years old.

Dong Fangzhuo wanted to play Mendes's idea, but did not expect Mendes to play Dong Fangzhuo's idea first.

"Yes, he is domestic. Why, Mr. Mendes, are you interested in Chinese players? Want to work with Chinese agents?"

Dong Fangzhuo smiled, but not bluntly.

"I have a few young players on hand to recommend to you."

"Haha, Dong, I am only interested in you." Mendes laughed, but said straight away.

"However, I watched the World Youth Championships. There are indeed a few seedlings in your team."

"Ah?" Dong Fangzhuo was a little surprised. Mendes didn't expect to say this, but it's no surprise to think about it. This is not the same as before. The previous World Youth Championship stopped in the top 16. In the semi-finals, he finally lost to Argentina.

Mendes's attention to the performance of Chinese players in the World Youth Championship is quite normal. As the first big crocodile in football, if you don't even patronize the World Youth Championship, it would be too much to say.

Talking about this, Mendes obviously became serious. He put down his knife and fork and was ready to talk about this matter with Dong Fangzhuo.

"However, I have learned about the football transfer system in your country. It is very unsound. It can be said that it is very backward and overbearing."

"Mr. Mendes, you are really too professional. I sincerely admire you."

"To be honest, it's too difficult to operate your players. It's hard to communicate. So, I asked your agent."

"Mr. Mendes, in this World Youth Championship, which players in our team deserve attention?"

"Well," Mendes was silent, obviously thinking, and then he took the briefcase over and rummaged through it. It was better to find a small book with words in his mouth.

"World Youth Championship,"

"Well, June."

"Found it." He finally found a record about the Chinese youth team in a densely packed small book.

Dong Fangzhuo looked stunned. The world said that he was an insatiable broker. He didn't know that they were also quite professional brokers. Just look at this small book in his hands and know!

"I won't say a few of the best lineups in your team, and it's difficult to operate. It's Huang in 1987 and Feng in 1988. It's very interesting to operate." Mendes felt his chin. It’s a very interesting thing to do.

It is said that men who work hard are the most attractive, and this is the case with Mendes at this time.

"Yellow in 1987?"

"Fon of 1988?"

"Blog post, Huang?"

"Ren Liang, Feng?"

Dong Fangzhuo's eyes were also shining. Unexpectedly, the information in Mendes's hands was so precise that it was a big surprise. He was very excited at this time.

"Hey, Dong, I am the most powerful agent in the world. Any potential player in the world will not escape my eyes. You know, there are hundreds of people under my banner working for me."

"The reason I paid attention to the Chinese team was because I was preparing to investigate the Turkish players at that time. Who knew your performance made me shine, and then I followed up with my men..."

"Then don't you plan to run it?"

"Do not,"

Mendes spread his hands, "I can safely say that any player's operation is too difficult."

"Don't you just say that Feng and Huang are OK?"

"It's just relatively speaking~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't want to participate in your national football system. It's too frustrating. What's more, so far, except for you, no players in your country seem to have anyone Really made a name."

Mendes shrugged.

"You know, because it is difficult, so I hope that you can operate it with a capable and courageous agent."

"Are you worried that Chinese players will not be able to play?"

"Yes, most of your players are not self-disciplined. I remember four years ago, there were a lot of good seedlings in your country, but four years later, you look again. Where are they?

four years ago……

Are you talking about Qu Bo's people?

Dong Fangzhuo was lost in thought...

Unexpectedly, the impression of Chinese players in the eyes of international agents is actually so bad...