Chapter 222： I want to introduce Drogba

In a restaurant in Bilbao, northern Spain, Harvey Martinez, accompanied by his brother and his agent, eats with this Italian agent.

Halfway through the meal, the Italian fat guy ran out to call.

In less than a minute, he ran back and handed out the fourth-generation Apple mobile phone in his hand.

So Harvey? Martinez thought this guy was showing off his kidney machine, and he almost broke it before grabbing it, then took out the Nokia in his pocket, smashed the walnut and threw it in his face.

"Our Master Huan wants to talk to you a few words." Raiola said.

Master Huan?

Harvey Martinez frowned. Could it be that super rich man in Southampton?

Looking at his brother, the latter remained silent and did not comment.

Looking at my agent again, I got a nod in reply.

It seems that making a call is not considered a private contact and is not a violation of the rules.

Harvey Martinez immediately answered the call, leaned to his ear, and gave a soft hello.

"Hello, this is Yang Huan, the boss of Southampton." A very energetic voice came from the phone.

"I'm Harvey, please say it." He wasn't timid.

This made Raiola, who was on the side, looked in his eyes, thinking that this kid was good, with a majestic atmosphere.

"What is your annual salary in Athletic Bilbao?" Yang Huan asked at the start of the call.

Harvey Martinez hesitated, but soon thought of another question.

Raiola is the kind of person who has hands and eyes open to the sky. Want to check his annual salary is not a matter of gestures?

"One million euros."

"So low?" Yang Huan was a little unbelievable.

Harvey Martinez was a little embarrassed, but he sounded very agreeable, really low.

Not to mention the comparison with giants like Barcelona and Real Madrid, even if it is compared with the peers of Atletico Madrid, Valencia, Sevilla and other teams, he is still low.

Compared with foreign teams, especially the wealthy Premier League teams, let alone.

One million euros, looking at the entire Premier League, it is everywhere, and it is a lot of it.

"I'm talking about renewing the contract recently, and it is estimated that it will increase a bit."

This is too embarrassing to say.

The main blame is that Athletic Bilbao is not a big-name team and does not have much financial resources.

"Then I'll just point it straight. In a word, you come to our Southampton, I guarantee you to play the main force, next season, we will have a big fight in the British Championship, FA Cup, League Cup and Europa League, as long as you perform well. Well, definitely promising!"

Harvey Martinez has also heard of Southampton and knows the glory of this team in the past season.

At the very least, doesn't this team have superstars like Ibrahimovic, Neymar and Neuer?

In addition, Vidal, Benatia, Stroman and others who joined this team have also shined in the past season, attracting the attention of many top league teams.

At the time, the head coach of the German national team Loew also said that Neuer joining Southampton would affect his main position in the national team.

But the result?

Neuer's position in the national team is getting stronger and stronger!

Yang Huan on the phone felt Harvey Martinez's hesitation and silence, and added a handful of firewood.

"You come to our Southampton, I will give you three times the salary in Athletic Bilbao, good performance, will be promoted to the Premier League next year, I will increase to you!" Yang Huan made a heavy promise.

"Triple?" Harvey Martinez was truly heartbroken.

Those who play professional football these years, who don't expect to make money?

Although it's good to go to a big team, no big team now looks at him.

And Southampton has a lot of attention. It is a Premier League team with superstars, and the head coach is world famous coach Bielsa. Going to such a team may have more opportunities than staying in Athletic Bilbao.

Moreover, triple the salary, that is three million!

After being promoted to the Premier League, they can rise again.

"You think about it!"

After speaking, Yang Huan hung up the phone.

Raiola has been paying attention to Harvey Martinez. He found that when the Spaniard was talking on the phone, his expressions had always been very rich, and he didn't know what Master Huan said to him.

"How? What did Master Huan say?" Raiola took the kidney machine back from Harvey Martinez.

Harvey Martinez's brother and agent also showed concern.

On the contrary, it was the Spaniard, who soon calmed down and looked at Raiola.

"Excuse me, Mr. Raiola, can I speak to them in private?"

Raiola shrugged, "Of course, I'll go to the front counter to pay the bill first."

After speaking, he got up and left.

But it was even more strange in my heart, what did Master Huan tell him?

A few minutes later, when Raiola finished paying the order, the three of Harvey Martinez walked out.

"We have decided, Mr. Raiola, we agree to join Southampton!"

It was Harvey Martinez's agent who was talking.

"However, we will not participate in the negotiations between you and Athletic Bilbao."

Raiola was surprised by Harvey Martinez's sudden change, but was very satisfied with the result.

"Very well, I promise, you will not regret today's decision."

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In the face of the invitation from Southampton, Spain's Xavi Martinez finally decided to join the Saints after much deliberation.

But in London, England, some people refused without hesitation.

That is Chelsea's top center, Didier Drogba.

"Join Southampton? To play in the Premier League? Ibrahimovic has to be a substitute?"

In his own home, Drogba learned from his agent Cedi that when Chelsea unexpectedly wanted him to join Southampton, he was shocked.

His first reaction was to refuse!

impossible!

It is absolutely impossible!

"I can't join Southampton, even if I retire, I will not go to substitute Ibrahimovic!"

Drogba was furious.

Who is he?

Didier Drogba!

The world's number one center!

Uh, well, this title is still a bit controversial.

Although strength is difficult to measure, at the very least, he and Ibrahimovic are at the same level, right?

But now, he is actually asked to substitute the Swedes?

"Yes, I'm thirty-three years old now, but I don't think I'm old enough to go to the lower-level league for retirement, and I don't think I am only assigned to Ibrahimovic as a substitute. Is he a Swede worthy?"

As he spoke, Drogba scolded.

"It's been a few years. I have always worked hard at Chelsea, but now, when I get older and old, they start to dislike it. This is not a day or two. After introducing Torres, I have been thinking Throw me out, but the result?"

"It was me who saved the team in the end!"

When he said this, Drogba exuded an unspeakable domineering.

He has confidence, strength, and qualifications to say such things.

Sadie also looked embarrassed, he was just a trivial agent.

"It was Abramovich's confidant, Granovskia, who notified me."

This guy has always advertised himself as Abramović's cronies, and he looks above everyone else.

"What did he say?" Drogba also suppressed his temper.

People in their thirties, he also knows that losing your temper will not solve the problem.

The most important thing now is to figure out what is going on.

"I didn't say anything, just said that the salary and bonuses remain the same, let us report to Southampton in the new season."

Drogba was annoyed when he heard it.

"I went to his mother's report, did he ask me? Do I agree?"

Do you really think Lao Tzu is your son?

What do you say, what do I have to do?

Originally, at his age, it was indeed time to take a back seat.

Let's talk about it. Going to Southampton is not entirely hopeless.

But the biggest problem now is that he is unwilling to substitute Ibrahimovic.

The two were originally at the same level, but once he was placed on the bench, wouldn't he be downgraded one level for nothing?

Is it true that after nearly ten years of career success, he has been stunned when he is old?

"Then now, what should I do?" Saidi also had a headache.

The agent is like the filling in the sandwich biscuits, which is not easy to make.

"Leave him alone, a shit, I will talk to Abramovich myself the next day!"

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At 7:30 in the morning, the sun is rising. It is a rare good weather in England.

Charlene Laheri drove to Southampton Airport with full doubts, but didn't know what the guy who called early in the morning and pulled her out of bed was doing.

If you don't give a reasonably satisfactory answer, you must write him dead in the newspaper!

Well, how do you write it?

While she was thinking, she walked into the airport.

The runway of the airport was sealed, but there were two white cars neatly parked side by side on the runway.

Isn't this Aston Martin, oh no, it should be said that Lagonda is going to launch the luxury car called the Conqueror?

Made it?

And there are two more!

If this is spread out, I am afraid that the fans all over the world are eagerly awaiting it.

"Hello, Miss Lacherie."

Yang Huan's voice came from behind.

When Charlene Laheri heard this voice, her heart trembled for no reason.

Involuntarily remembered the scene in East London that day, which made her face flushed immediately.

Yang Huan brought Lin Yuner and Uncle Bird over.

"You called me early in the morning, what do you want to do?" Charlene Laheri asked angrily.

It looked as if he was beating him.

Don’t you know that sleeping is the best beauty product for women?

"Please, it's already past seven, it's early?"

"What about the exclusive inside story you said?"

Yang Huan asked Lin Yun'er and Uncle Bird to prepare first, and then chuckled, approached Charlene Laheri, and asked jokingly: "I have a lot of exclusive inside stories, what would you trade for?"

Charlene Lahiri would not have been amused by his molesting anymore.

I don’t know why, but when I see him, I still feel a bit...

Can't help but think of what happened that day.

"Forget it, seeing that you can get out of the shadow of being QJ, as a friend, I am also happy for you."

Yang Huan's words immediately caused Charlene Laheri to jump.

"Hey, who has been QJed? You make it clear."

"Oh, I forgot to say it, it was almost."

Yang Huan laughed, making Charlene Laheri almost crazy.

"What's the difference? A lot, okay?"

Seeing that she was able to make a joke about this matter proved that she was really fine.

"You think I'm talking about the hapless Terry Adams, I'm talking about me, aren't we close?"

Charlene Laheri's pink face turned red again, and she was about to kick him when she lifted her high heels.

But Yang Huan dodged him.

"Eh, eh, what's the matter? Although we can't be treated as friends, we can still be friends. Don't move your feet!"

Charlene Laheri is not as cheeky as someone.

In front of so many people, you can't catch up and fight him, right?

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you directly."

"Well, go ahead."

To Yang Huan, Charlene Laheri really couldn't hate it.

Instead of hating , it seems... I like being molested by him.

Do I really like him?

No way, is this guy so carefree?

how can that be possible?

"I tell you, exclusive insider, absolutely, no media in the world can guess it."

Charlene Laherit laughed with a puff.

"Just blow it up, blow up the cowhide as much as possible, be careful, don't blow it up!"

"Look, you see, I haven't said yet, you are just like that, am I really not worthy of your trust?"

Charlene Laherit suppressed a smile, nodded and said: "Okay, you say, I will write it down."

With that said, it was really serious to take out the interview notes, and a pen to pretend to record.

"I want to bring in Drogba!" ()