If it was Yan who was sitting here, he might have signed, but unfortunately, it wasn't him who came today, and he wanted to send me away for just 2 million euros?

Mendes couldn't help sneering in his heart, he shook his eyelids, and said unhurriedly: "Hans, I won't tell you, I've already received invitations from several clubs here. Even if it is the lowest one, Yan can get paid 4 million euros a year. ”

Watzke rubbed his finger twice against the wall of the clear glass containing the soda: "And how much do you want to get?"

Mendez was clearly prepared, and after hearing Watzke's words, he opened his briefcase, pulled out a document from it, and handed it over: "I have also drawn up our ideal contract in advance. ”

Taking the paper, Watzke shook it open and saw that the annual salary of 4.5 million euros broke into his sight in a second.

“…… It's a lion's mouth, Jorge. ”

Seeing that Watzke's expression was loosened because of this contract, Mendes smiled: "Don't be nervous, Hans, it's because we definitely can't reach an agreement without communication that there will be this negotiation, isn't it?"

"Of course. "Then I'll talk about my thoughts first, the offer of 4.5 million euros is absolutely unacceptable to us, you must know that the maximum salary of our team is only 3 million euros." Not to mention that we can't afford such a salary, if we really give Yan this annual salary, the team's salary structure will be broken again. ”

"Hans, IMHO, the most important thing Dortmund needs to do now is to break the existing wage structure. Mendes was unequivocal about these things, "I also understand the salary level of the players in your team now, if you don't give them a raise, do you think players like Franck Ribery and Villa are still willing to stay in the city and continue to play? ”

Of course, Mendes said that Watzke would not know, but once Mendes followed his words, then the other party would take the initiative, so Watzke shook his head: "The departure of the player is inevitable, Dortmund is not a giant like Real Madrid and Manchester United after all...... On top of that, we have a lot of debt to pay. ”

"Hans, I think since this is a negotiation, we should be more honest? Everyone knows that your loan will only expire in 2020, and there is no need to repay it all at once. ”

After listening to Watzke's words, Mendez's eyes narrowed, and he took out a document from his bag and put it on the table.

"I've looked at your financial reports for last season, and after repaying the loan and interest for the year, the funds are still relatively sufficient. This year, I probably estimated that because of Yan's leading results, Dortmund is afraid that they will make a lot of money, and it is not a problem to give Yan a salary of 4.5 million euros. ”

This agent is really not to fool......

Watzke hid his inner restlessness with a smile: "I said before that a figure like 4.5 million euros is absolutely impossible. What do you think...... How about 3 million euros? That's the current maximum salary for our team. ”

"But it's not going to be your salary cap next season. Mendes took a calm sip of water, "Of course, if Dortmund FC is going to sell all the star players of this season, I didn't say." But if that's the case, we won't choose to renew the contract. ”

Watzke secretly took a deep breath and took a deep breath, and he thought for a while before he said: "We will definitely try our best to keep all the main players, and Yan Jing is not what we want to see." ”

Hearing Watzke's answer, Mendes' confident smile deepened.

"We can also lower the requirements appropriately, but the corresponding ......"

As the sun sets over the sky, the players at the Dortmund training ground finish their day's training, laughing and packing their things for home.

Yan Jing received a call from Mendes at this time.

"Yan, is the training over?"

"It's just over, have you talked to Mr. Watzke? ”

"Yes, and they can't wait, and they want you to come and sign it right away. ”

Yan Jing held the phone in the locker room: "Now?"

"Well, right in the Watzk office. Can't you pull away?"

"No, I'll be right here. ”

Coentrão, who was changing clothes, looked at Yan Jing curiously: "Boss, are you going to Mr. Watzke?"

Yan Jing didn't shy away from it, he nodded with a smile: "I'm going to renew my contract with Dortmund." ”

Many players were alert to Yan Jing's words, some of them took the initiative to come over and happily grasp Yan Jing to continue to talk about it, and a few of them quietly sat aside thoughtfully.

Watzke and Mendes have already arranged everything and are just waiting for Yan Jing to sign.

Although Yan Jing believed that Mendes would not cheat himself too much, he still carefully read the contract.

An annual salary of 3.5 million euros, effective from tomorrow, and ......

It was a contract renewal ceremony without cameras and media attention.

There was no pomp, no cheering hymns, and in just a few seconds from the beginning of the scene to the end, he continued to associate his future with the team he loved.

After the end, Yan Jing walked out of the CEO's office with Mendes, and walked for a while before Yan Jing opened his mouth to express his doubts about the contract just now.

"Jorge, are they only going to renew my contract for another year?"

Yan Jing holds a new contract that runs until the end of the 2008/09 season, while his original contract was until the end of the 2007/08 season, which is the end of the following season.

Just looking at this, Dortmund only renewed his contract for one year.

"That's what I asked. "It doesn't do us any good to have a contract that is too long, if it's shorter, you will have more room to negotiate with Dortmund or other clubs, whether you want to stay at Borussia Dortmund or go to another club." ”

Yan nodded and did not dispute what Mendes said.

He paused, then turned to Mendes, "Jorge, can you do me a favor?"

Mendes asked with interest, "I didn't think you needed my help with anything?"

Yan Jing coughed twice, and said a little embarrassed: "After all, you are more familiar with this aspect, and I need the contact information of an agent." ”

"Who?"

"Bertolucci, Brazilian, I want to bring in one of his players, who is now playing in Portugal. ”

"Portugal?" Mendes was interested when he heard about Portugal, "can you tell me his name?"

Yan nodded his head: "Luiz, David Luiz, he's playing at Benfica right now. ”

"No problem, I can still help you with things in Portugal, and the next time I go home, I'll just go and see what is so amazing about the players you like. ”

Mendes did not make many stops at Dortmund, and immediately after completing the contract extension of Yan Jing, he flew to other countries.

At this time, Juel Lambert, a reporter for the Dortmund evening news, also coincided with the end of work.

At the end of the day, he walked leisurely home with a satchel with a DSLR camera on his shoulder, thinking about what takeout to order in the evening.

At this time, he saw Yan Jing waving goodbye to Mendes.

Oh, and Yan has an agent who rarely shows up with him...... Are they here to talk about contract renewals?

Lambert's keen sense of smell made him aware of the news and chased Mendes after he left.

"Hey, Yan, how are you doing these two days?"

Yan Jing heard someone shouting to himself, stopped and turned his head, and when he saw Lambert, he didn't put on a show, and talked to the reporter familiarly.

'It's good, we're in the Champions League final, what could be better?'

"Haha, yes. Lambert thought about how to bring the topic to Mendes without disgusting Yan Jing, "I saw you say goodbye to someone just now, is he your friend?"

Yan Jing heard Lambert mention Mendes, and habitually became alert: "Well, yes, he just left." ”

Seeing that Yan Jing didn't take the bait, Lambert could only be cheeky and continue to inquire: "Do you have anything to do with him?"

"Hey, Yule, I said you're really a needle. Yan Jing also understood Lambert's careful thinking, and he smiled, "If you want to do an interview along the way, shouldn't you go to our club's news media department to apply for it?"

Lambert smiled awkwardly: "Habits, professional habits......"

The two of them happened to pass by the Westphalian Stadium at this time, and found a large number of people gathered at the entrance of the stadium, clamoring and not knowing what they were talking about.

"Yan, I'll go see what's wrong with them!"

As a journalist, Lambert habitually changed his route and turned to the crowd, trying to squeeze in to see what was happening.

Yan Jing also followed curiously.

"Hey, guys, what's going on?"

A fan wearing a Dortmund jersey smiled in surprise when he saw Yan Jing, and then he immediately replied in horror.

"Yan ...... It's gone! Our patronus is gone!"

Yan was stunned, he hurriedly squeezed into the court, the security personnel naturally would not stop his head coach, and Lambert was able to follow Yan Jing's ass into the court.

The remnant sun is reflected in the empty Westphalian Stadium, looking at the towering South Stand, this moment is solemn and sacred.

But Yan Jing didn't have the heart to appreciate this view.

As the fan just said, their "patron saint" is gone.

Lambert, who was beside him, was also a little surprised, and soon he took out a DSLR to take a picture of the South Stand.

The so-called "patron saint" is a banner 60 meters long.

Last season, Borussia Dortmund beat arch-rivals Schalke at the Westphalen Stadium. To commemorate the victory, Dortmund fans made this banner at their own expense, which reads "Yellow Wall of South Stand".

The banner has been hanging above the South Stand ever since.

Under the watchful eye of this banner, Dortmund won one victory after another, and Dortmund fans also regarded it as the patron saint of the South Stand.

Unexpectedly, today, this huge banner disappeared all at once.

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