The Glory of the Godfather

Chapter 131 This Is the Bernabéu! (Seeking Subscription)

"Didn't you say that there is a signing fee for signing the contract? Is 40,000 francs too much?" Manet asked weakly.

Marina looked at the timid boy, not knowing what to say.

"Take me to your family, this requires your family's signature."

"Oh." Manet led the way, took two steps, stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Can you not tell my mother that it is 40,000 francs?"

"why?"

"You say thirty thousand francs, and leave ten thousand to me."

Ha, you know how to hide private money at such a young age?

"why?"

"I want to leave 10,000 francs to my sister. This is the dowry I promised to save for her." Manet looked at this beautiful Western girl. Although he still looked timid, he finally raised his head bravely for the first time. Said, with a hint of longing in his eyes, he was trying to pretend to be calm.

"Let's go!" Marina said.

In the end, under the witness of the village head, Marina signed the contract with Mane on behalf of Glory Sports Economics Company. His parents were illiterate, so the village head signed on their behalf. Signed a crooked name, this is the first time this kid signed in his life, very serious.

Marina paid Sadio Mane's parents a signing fee of 100,000 Senegalese francs, and "secretly" gave Mane 50,000 Senegalese francs, and the latter gave 30,000 Senegalese francs to his eldest sister, 10,000 The Senegalese franc was given to the younger brother.

Before leaving the village, Mane learned from Marina that the brokerage company would take care of his board and lodging, so he asked a little uncertainly, "Can I get enough to eat?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Sadio Mane gritted his teeth and made a decision. He also left the remaining 10,000 Senegalese francs to his sister.

In this way, Fang Jue's agency spent less than 2,000 yuan to sign this black boy named Sadio Mane, who is currently the only player under his management company.

...

Fang Jue was relieved when he received the notification from the system that his agency had successfully signed the young Senegalese player named Sadio Mane, and it was finally done. Little guy with superstar potential.

June 15, 2007, Madrid, Spain.

The whole Ibiza team left the hotel where they stayed and took a bus to the Santiago Bernabéu Stadium...

Outside the Bernabéu Stadium, a large number of fans have gathered. Among the white Real Madrid fans, there is a touch of blue. This is the Ibiza fan group led by Queiroz and Bermandi.

Soon, a blue bus slowly approached, and the Ibiza fans became excited, cheering one after another.

"Island Castle!"

"Island Castle!"

"Go forward, Island Castle!"

There were even more fans of the home team Real Madrid. Some of them booed, and some fans raised their middle fingers at the bus in Ibiza. Many Real Madrid fans watched the first round of the match between the two sides. After the game, many Real Madrid fans said that they were almost disgusted. Although Fang Jue didn't say anything disrespectful to Real Madrid, his 'ugly' football made Real Madrid fans very disgusted. This is a kind of guy !

"Bah!" Queiroz spat on the ground.

...

The bus in Ibiza was like a blue boat in the white ocean, crossing the waves "nearly any danger" and entered the underground parking lot of the Bernabéu stadium.

Some players were excited, some were nervous, some were talking to themselves, some were sighing, and some were silent.

The car door opened, Fang Jue and his assistant got out of the car first, and then he clapped his hands, "Guys, we're here, get out of the car."

Then, he was almost dazzled.

After a burst of snapping shots, the reporters gathered around.

"Mr. Fang Jue, today's game, will you continue the tactics of the last game?"

"Mr. Fang Jue, everyone says your team is ugly and not worthy of promotion. What do you think?"

"Coach Fang, Mr. Lopetegui said he firmly believes that his team will advance today, do you have anything to say?"

Fang Jue was expressionless, with his hands open, like a hen guarding chickens, guarding his players across the 'line of fire'.

Before entering the corridor leading to the locker room, he turned his head and looked at the reporters, "He said he wants to be promoted? Did I agree?"

The stunned reporters watched the handsome young coach disappear into the corridor without looking back, and there was an uproar.

"What did that guy say?"

"How dare he..."

"This is the Bernabéu!"

"I see!" shouted a Madrid reporter, "This guy is playing the same old tricks again, no need to ask, Ibiza will definitely play conservatively in this game, or even more conservatively."

"Waiting for a penalty kick?" A reporter from "Aspen" sneered, "They can't wait for a penalty kick."

...

The Ibiza players who were a little nervous and even a little scared, heard the words of their coach behind them, and inexplicably, their nervousness and timidity were relieved, and everyone seemed to suddenly have confidence in their hearts generally.

"The coach is right, Real Madrid wants to advance, asked us if!" Clement yelled.

"That's right!"

"But, this is the Bernabéu..."

Someone said weakly, this is Little Fareko.

The noisy voice suddenly quieted down.

"Okay, guys, hurry up." Fang Jue's voice came from behind, "I can't wait to capture the Bernabéu!"

The tense atmosphere disappeared immediately because of these words, like the scorching sun shining down through the clouds and mist, melting the ice in winter.

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"Goalkeeper, Simonlet!"

"Defense, Rosales, Llorente, Mesoto, Milner."

"Midfielders: Di Nieto, Fabianski, Clemente."

"Forwards, Bedino, Fareko, Deisler!"

Fang Jue slowly read out today's starting lineup. Yes, he placed Deisler on the striker line for today's game. Ibiza will turn away from the host at the Bernabeu and set off a storm of attack.

At the same time, in the home team locker room at the Bernabeu, Real Madrid Castilla coach Lopetegui was also delivering a pre-fight speech.

"Boys." Lopetegui cleared his throat, "I know, last game, we played very uncomfortable, very unhappy, now, back to our own territory."

"It can be expected that our opponents will still play conservatively today. Facing such shameless opponents, all we can do is to destroy them with goals."

Lopetegui said a lot, summed up in one sentence: use offense to destroy the will of the conservative and shameless Ibiza people!

After Lopetegui finished speaking, a man walked into the dressing room, which caused the Real Madrid Castilla genius to cheer.

This is the flag of Real Madrid, the idol of these young players, the prince of Real Madrid, Raul Gonzalez.

Raul didn't make a long speech, he said a few words of encouragement to the players, and finally, the flag star of Real Madrid smiled and said, "Today, I'm just an ordinary fan, I'll watch you from the stands Goal, watch you win!"

"Guys, remember, this is the Bernabéu!"

On the other side, in the visiting team's locker room.

"Remember, this is the Bernabeu!" Ibiza coach Fang Jue raised his right arm, "Capturing here, conquering here, watching the Real Madrid people cry at the Bernabeu, this will be your proudest memory!"

"The road to the Spanish Football League 2 starts from the Bernabéu!"

The players looked at their young coach with bright eyes.

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