Chapter 880 Exchange Messi!

"Retaining a complete relegation system is the basis for a league to be competitive enough~"

Yang Cheng's last words were finalized, and the effect was immediate. His words were recognized by the two giants in Serie A and the Premier League. After all, these two leagues pay more attention to the evolution of defense on the basis of offense. Unlike La Liga, there are few pure For a defensive team, everyone prefers to play delicate offensive changes. This is why many Spanish players fail in the Premier League. They cannot adapt to violent collisions.

"What do you think? I think what Jason said is very good, and it is feasible~" Florentino once again stood up to help, which puzzled Yang Cheng, and at the same time strengthened his previous doubts, and he was courteous for nothing Rape or steal.

But Yang Cheng is not short of money, trying to steal people from his team by spending money is nothing but a dream, he is not the owner of those small clubs who are sloppy.

Juventus boss Andre Agnelli voiced his support, "If the Super League can finally take place, I support Jason's idea. After all, our purpose of forming the Super League is for William to make money. In order to get more and longer-term benefits, in the As far as conditions permit, we must consider making the league as complete and competitive as possible.”

On the oldest golf course in the Caribbean, more than a dozen European football giants gathered in a circle and had a unique and even crude meeting.

Most of the people were talking about it, but Yang Cheng frowned and his expression was a little stagnant. The main reason was that he felt that things had become a little naive. These big guys are not mediocre. They have been discussing together for so many years but they have not come up with a practical idea. Just because of my few words, the plan is about to start to be implemented? Is it too childish?

At this time, Yang Cheng's old acquaintance Abu seemed to see the doubts in his heart, and chuckled in Yang Cheng's ear, "Don't overestimate this group of people and don't underestimate yourself~"

Yang Cheng turned his head and looked at Abu's half-smile expression in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Abu shrugged his shoulders and continued to lower his voice, "Few of these people here are really smart. We have talked with each other several times, but each time there is no result. They all broke up because of the conflict of interests. Everyone almost avoided talking about the core issues. This time Rummenigge should be unable to sit still. Because there is no further progress in the idea of ​​this Super League, he will completely withdraw from the core circle of European football, and he is not young."

Yang Cheng glanced at Rummenigge, and suddenly realized that Abramovich was telling the truth. What he imagined for various clubs and what promoted the development of European football were all nonsense excuses. The influence of football, sure enough, only interests can promote the development of the situation.

No wonder all the big bosses of various clubs are present at this moment, and only Rummenigge is a senior wage earner.

Yang Cheng asked again, "Then do you think my idea is feasible? To be honest, this is a plan I just came up with in less than half a minute."

Abu curled his lips, "There is nothing feasible or not. No matter how perfect your plan is, it can't change the will of these guys. As long as they want, any imperfect plan can become perfect in the end. Importantly, everyone is just taking the opportunity to push things forward. If they continue to stay in the benefit distribution stage, this so-called super alliance will soon collapse.

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Yang Cheng was thoughtful, none of these old foxes was easy to get along with, and he was still young.

However, his biggest advantage is that he knows how to follow the trend. Going against the current may indeed obtain benefits that others cannot, but the risks that need to be borne are also geometrically increased.

Conforming to the general trend, following the general trend, relying on his basic plate, is enough to make a lot of money. Therefore, at this moment, he no longer expresses his opinions, and leaves the space for these veteran football bigwigs. What do they have? He just decided to follow suit. Anyway, he can make money regardless of whether the Super League will take place or not, it's just a matter of how much.

Bartomeu, the new Barcelona chairman who took office last year, saw Yang Cheng and Abramovich chatting happily. He didn't know when he came over and handed Yang Cheng a cigar at the same time.

Yang Cheng took it with a smile, and skillfully roasted it on the fire. Abu teased, "Jason, you have to be careful, this cigar is not so easy to smoke~"

Bartomeu smiled helplessly, and like Abu, he spoke exotic English, which made Yang Cheng drunk, "Don't do this, I'm just saying hello to the young talent, just to get in touch with each other by the way, I have no other ideas~"

Abu bit his cigar and didn't take it seriously. He knew the peeing nature of these people very well. He broke into the football world with great ambitions and waved a ruble stick, but offended these big bosses of traditional forces all over the place. Fortunately, he has survived until now. Back then The retired old man passed away, and the grievances and grievances of the year disappeared, but Abu still didn't like these hypocritical guys. Of course, he himself was not a good thing~

Yang Cheng responded to all changes by staying the same. Anyway, he is not short of money, so it is not so difficult to take advantage of him.

Sure enough, as Abramovich expected, after a few words, Bartomeu put the scope on Yang Cheng, "Jason, Barcelona is very interested in that guy Coutinho, I wonder if it is possible to talk about it? Don’t worry, the price will definitely satisfy you~”

Abu winked at Yang Cheng, meaning: Look, I guessed it right~

Yang Cheng laughed and shook his head, "I'm sorry Mr. Bartomeu, Coutinho will be the core of Liverpool's midfield for the next ten years. It is not for sale. There is no need to talk about it~"

Bartomeu had heard similar words thousands of times in his life, and he didn't take it to heart at all. There are no non-sale goods in this world. If there is, the price is not enough, and he believes that a pure businessman like Yang Cheng will always be moved by profit.

"If the money doesn't satisfy Jason, how about exchanging players? Barcelona must have a player you like~"

Yang Cheng took a sip of the cigar, exhaled white smoke rings, squinted his eyes and smiled, "If you say that, I really have a favorite player~"

Bartomeu's eyes lit up and he smiled secretly. This is the correct mode of conversation.

He smiled very easily, "Tell me, who do you fancy?"

"Messi~"

Abu laughed, and Bartomeu was stunned on the spot with a face full of embarrassment. Yang Cheng didn't realize the embarrassment at all, and said happily, "If Mr. Bartomeu feels that the worth of the two is inconsistent, it doesn't matter. I can add How about a cash exchange?"

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