Chapter 222 I Want to Introduce Drogba

In a restaurant in the northern Spanish city of Bilbao, Harvey Martinez, accompanied by his brother and his agent, ate with the agent, who came from Italy.

As a result, halfway through the meal, the fat Italian ran out to make a phone call.

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

It made Harvey Martinez think that this guy was showing off his kidney machine, so he almost grabbed it and bent it, and then took out the Nokia in his pocket and smashed the walnuts in his face.

"We, Young Master Huan, want to talk to you a few words," Raiola said.

Mr. Huan?

Harvey Martinez frowned. Could it be the super rich man from Southampton?

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

Look at your agent again and get a nod in reply.

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

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

"Hello, I'm Yang Huan, the boss of Southampton." A very energetic voice came from the phone.

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

This made Raiola on the side see it, and felt that this kid was good, with a majestic atmosphere.

"How much is your annual salary at Athletic Bilbao?" Yang Huan asked right away on the phone.

Harvey Martinez hesitated in his heart, but soon thought of another question.

Raiola is the kind of person with hands and eyes, and if you want to check his annual salary, isn't it just a matter of gestures?

"One million euros."

"So low?" Yang Huan couldn't believe it.

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 with the peers of Atlético de Madrid, Valencia, Sevilla and other teams,

He is still low.

Compared with foreign, especially deep-pocketed Premier League teams, let alone.

One million euros, looking at the entire Premier League, are everywhere, and there are a lot of them.

"I'm talking about a contract extension recently, and it's estimated that it can go up a bit."

This is too unreasonable to say.

The main reason is that Athletic Bilbao is not a big-name team and doesn't have much financial resources.

"Then I'll be direct. In a word, you come to our Southampton, I guarantee you to play the main force, next season we will have a big game in the British Championship, FA Cup, League Cup and Europa League, as long as you behave well Well, there is definitely a future!"

Harvey Martinez has also heard of Southampton and knows how the team has been this past season.

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

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

The German national team coach Loew also said that Neuer's joining Southampton would affect his main position in the national team.

But the result?

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

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

"You come to our Southampton, I'll give you three times your salary at Athletic Bilbao, perform well, and you'll be promoted to the Premier League next year, I'll increase it for you!" Yang Huan made a big promise.

"Three times?" Harvey Martinez was really excited.

Who doesn't expect to make money playing professional football these days?

Although it is good to go to a wealthy team, no wealthy team is looking at him now.

Moreover, Southampton has attracted a lot of attention. It is also a Premier League team, has a superstar, and the head coach is a world-renowned coach Bielsa. Going to such a team may have a better chance than staying at Athletic Bilbao.

Moreover, three times the salary, that's three million!

After being promoted to the Premier League, it can go up again.

"You think about it!"

After speaking, Yang Huan hung up the phone.

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

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

Harvey? Martinez's brother and agent also showed concern.

On the contrary, the Spaniard quickly calmed down and looked at Raiola again.

"Excuse me, Mr. Raiola, may I have a few words with them in private?"

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

After saying that, he got up and left.

But it was even more strange in my heart. What did Master Huan tell him?

A few minutes later, after Raiola paid the bill, the three of them, Harvey Martinez, came out.

"We've decided, Mr Raiola, we've agreed to join Southampton!"

The speaker was Harvey Martinez's agent.

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

Raiola was surprised by Harvey Martinez's sudden turn, but was very pleased 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 after careful consideration, and finally decided to join the Saints.

But in London, England, someone chose to refuse without hesitation.

That is Chelsea's number one center, Didier Drogba.

"Joining Southampton? Going to the Championship? Have to replace Ibrahimovic?"

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

His first reaction was to refuse!

impossible!

Absolutely absolutely impossible!

"I can't join Southampton, even if I retire, I won't go to replace Ibrahimovic!"

Drogba's whole person was furious.

Who is he?

Didier Drogba!

The world's number one center!

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

Although it is difficult to measure such things as strength, at the very least, he and Ibrahimovic can be regarded as a level, a level of center, right?

But now, he was asked to substitute for the Swedes?

"Yes, I'm 33 years old now, but I don't think I'm old enough to go to the low-level league for retirement, and I don't think I'm only assigned to Ibrahimovic as a substitute, Is he Swedish?"

While talking, Drogba started scolding.

"It's been a few years. I've always been conscientious at Chelsea, but now, when I'm older, they start to dislike it. It's not a matter of a day or two. After Torres was introduced, I always thought about it. You want to throw me out, but what will happen?"

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

Speaking of this, Drogba exuded an indescribable arrogance.

He has the confidence, strength, and qualifications to say such words.

Sadie also looked embarrassed, he was just an insignificant agent.

"I was informed by Abramović's henchman, Granovsky."

This guy has always advertised himself as Abramovich's henchman, with an eye above everyone.

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

Being in his thirties, he also knew that losing his temper would not solve the problem.

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

"I didn't say anything, just said that the salary and bonus will remain the same, let's report to Southampton for the new season."

Drogba was annoyed.

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

Do you really think Lao Tzu is your son?

What do you say, what should I do?

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

Let's talk, going to Southampton is not entirely hopeless.

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

Originally, the two were of the same level, but once he was replaced, wouldn't he be downgraded by one level in vain?

Could it be that your career has been glamorous for nearly ten years, but when you get old, you stumble?

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

Brokers are like stuffing in sandwich biscuits, it's not easy to make.

"Leave him alone, you son of a bitch, I'll talk to Abramovich myself another day!"

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

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

If he does not give a reasonably satisfactory answer, he must be written down in the newspaper!

Well, how to write it?

While she was thinking, she walked into the airport.

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

Isn't this Aston Martin, oh no, that luxury sedan called the Conqueror from Lagonda?

Made it?

And there are two more!

If this is spread out, I am afraid that the fans all over the world are eagerly waiting for it to boil.

"Hello, Miss Laheri."

Yang Huan's voice came from behind.

Charlene Laheri's heart trembled for no reason when she heard the voice.

She couldn't help thinking of the scene in east London that day, which made her blushing immediately.

Yang Huan came over with Lin Yuner and Uncle Bird.

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

It looked like he was beating him.

Don't you know that sleep is the best beauty product for women?

"Please, it's already seven o'clock, is it still early?"

"What about the exclusive insider you said?"

Yang Huan asked Lin Yuner and Uncle Piao to prepare first, then laughed, approached Charlene Laheri, and asked teasingly, "I have a lot of exclusive inside stories, what can you exchange for it?"

Charlene Laheri would not have blushed at this kind of teasing.

I don't know why, but when I see him again, I still feel a little...

I can't help but think about what happened that day.

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

Yang Huan's words immediately made Charlene Laheri go wild.

"Hey, who was QJ? You can be more clear."

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

Yang Huan's laughing look made Charlene Laheri almost mad.

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

Seeing that she was able to joke about this matter proved that it was really all right.

"You thought I was talking about that hapless Terry Adams, I was talking about me, didn't we come close?"

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

But Yang Huan dodged away.

"Eh, eh, what's going on? Although we can't be ****, 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 with him, right?

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

"Well, let's talk."

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

Not only did I not hate it, but it seemed like... I liked being teased by him like this.

Do I really like him?

No, is this guy so fussy?

how can that be possible?

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

Charlene Laheri burst out laughing.

"Just blow it up, try to blow up the cowhide, be careful, don't blow it up!"

"Look, look, I haven't said it yet, you are just like this, am I really so unworthy of your trust?"

Charlene Laheri suppressed a smile, nodded and said, "Okay, say it, I'll write it down."

As he said that, he took out the interview notes and a pen in a serious manner, pretending to record.

"I want to introduce Drogba!" ()