46.chapter 46
When Fran welcomed the uninvited Carvajal at home this morning, he kept a somewhat confused look on his face when he let his agent in. Last season, his agent was basically completely laissez-faire and left him to fend for himself, and this season has only officially begun, and Carvajal has met with him or called the Union more times than last season combined.
Oh, Mr. Ka suddenly paid so much attention to me, I'm a little bit square!
Carvajal seemed to understand what Fran was thinking, and he never looked up with his phone in his hand, "They don't have a crisis at the moment, but you do, so I have to pay attention to you first." As he spoke, he put his phone back in his pocket as if he had done something, spread out the newspaper that Fran had subscribed to and read it in a corner, and saw the declaration about the slap in the face that this kid had been poked out a few days ago, and it was indeed published in fear that the world would not be chaotic. "Congratulations on offending a rookie journalist who doesn't have much say for the time being. β
Fran leaned over to glance at the name that had fallen, and shrugged his shoulders a little indifferently, "You said he's okay, I've offended him a long time ago." Carvajal didn't quite understand the concept in his mind of "I don't care about offending because I've already offended", but looking at Forlan's indifference when he said this, he also understood that it was not that he was a player who looked down on the newcomer, but that he really didn't care. Neither care about his praise, nor his fancy sarcasm and provocation. "But you don't always want to just talk to him, right?" It stands to reason that he wasn't the kind of person who would argue with a reporter, but who knows why the English journalist had to hold on to Fran, and Fran was a rare person who didn't completely ignore him.
"Although I don't want to talk about it, but don't you have to have a chance to watch it in the first place?, or do you have another way?" Forlan sorted out the newspaper that Carvajal handed over, and was thinking in his heart that it would be better not to mess with the cost of the newspaper in the future, when he heard Carvajal say slowly, "Manchester United made an offer about you to Real Madrid, you know about this, right?" Ferguson made a special call to me, and you know that they will not always try to contact you directly past me. β
A card boss who is in control. Fran smiled dryly, glanced at the curvature of Carvajal's mouth and looked away, as if he didn't understand his dissatisfaction with Mourinho's repeated attempts to contact him directly from his agent. But listening to Carvajal talk about it, "So, in fact, you don't object to my transfer?" It's really strange that his own agent actually wants to promote his departure from Real Madrid?
"No objection, no support. It's good for me if you transfer, it's good not to stay at Real Madrid. It's up to you, Fran. Carvajal said, seemingly thinking that Fran might not be convinced, and deliberately added, "I'm an agent, and I'm not really a vampire." He teased about his identity, presumably smiling with good-naturedness, and to Fran he smiled like every fool trying to trick a fool into trusting him with his petty profits. Fran held this sentence in his heart, and did not let it show the slightest expression in his expression, allowing himself to dutifully play the role of a fool.
Carvajal looked at his watch, and seemed to realize that the two men didn't have much to say, but he simply sat on the couch and didn't seem to be leaving. Fran sighed silently in his heart, and while telling him that the uncle in front of him couldn't afford to offend, he went back to the kitchen to make him coffee. As he held the coffee cup in front of Carvajal, the cell phone on the dining table suddenly rang. Fran, who happened to be facing Carvajal, walked over to pick up the phone with an expectant look in his eyes, and when he heard the words of the other side directly identifying himself, he glanced back at Carvajal.
He finally understood why Mr. Ka had been staying at his house, and had this phone call from Manchester been negotiated?
That's right, the identity of the old man on the other end of the phone is Manchester United boss Alex Ferguson.
Forlan listened to this gentleman with some flattery, unlike the relevant news he saw on TV, so that he sounded like a kind old man, and praised Fran very familiarly, and said that it was because he heard the key recommendation of Queiroz, who returned to Manchester United as an assistant coach, "You don't know, this old man of mine always wants to cram countless Portuguese into the team." This time he went out of his way to recommend an outsider who wasn't his hometown, and I was curious. β
This sermon in a calm tone is even more difficult to make Forlan think of the title of 'tyrant', is it possible that the profession of a manager can only be good at so many face-to-face people? On the other hand, Ferguson probably knew that Carvajal had made things clear, and he straightforwardly began to analyze what benefits Fran could get from coming to Manchester United, and the rules and regulations were very clear, coupled with the well-known attitude of Ferguson wanting to reorganize the formation, it sounded particularly tempting. "Why don't you give it a try?" said Ferguson, who listened, echoed, hesitated, and agreed, until he hung up.
But obviously he gave Ferguson a hesitant attitude, but Carvajal, who was sitting on the sofa, did not see any wavering from him.
"So, he's actually quite right, why don't you give it a try?"
Fran remembered Eto'o's similar words, the almost playful agitation. [Fran, why don't you want to open a little, if they can't give you a place, why don't you go to the Premier League to have a look? Don't always curl up in a corner, like a stupid dragon who can only see the gold coins in front of you, don't always hold on to it, maybe you think the Premier League is more suitable?]
'But even if I'm going to the Premier League, I'd rather go to Chelsea than Manchester United. He said bluntly, after all, everyone knows that the heart of Manchester United's defence is Rio Ferdinand, although he is now only suspended due to a urine test problem. But Chelsea's backline has their new captain John Terry, and Carvajal choked and felt that Forlan was in the back of his mind. At the beginning, there were a bunch of players in Porto who jumped to the Portuguese Mendes, and after Mourinho took over Chelsea, many players were signed by Mendes, although Carvajal is conceited and now the new agent can't shake himself, but after all, the Premier League is not his home stadium, who knows what Forlan thinks? Chelsea's CEO Kenyon was poached from Manchester United, even if he wants to run Forlan to the Premier League, he hopes that it will be Manchester United, not Chelsea.
Automatically ignoring the high hopes given by Ferguson, Manchester United's new No.7 is also a player signed by Mendes.
But to be honest, when Mourinho went to Chelsea, everyone thought that he would directly poach Porto's main central defender Carvalho, but until now his attitude has not been clear. Last season's Chelsea backline, consisting of Galla and John Terry, set Chelsea's Premier League record of 15 consecutive games without conceding a goal, and now Mourinho, who has 80 million transfer funds, is bound to look to build Chelsea's backline into steel. That's why he's been trying to get Fran over.
Carvajal hung his head and tried to reason with the facts, but before he could say anything, he heard Fran say indifferently, "Besides, I won't go." β
What's more, he won't go either.
"You're right. Fran glanced at the coffee that had not moved until it was cooled, and decided that next time he would not take out such a good thing at the bottom of the box and waste it, "But if I take a shot in reality, what is the difference between me and those who give up when they hear about the bumpy road to the realization of their ideals?" He asked himself, Carvajal pursed his lips, he felt that this kid was still too naΓ―ve, "Although you say it well, in fact, sometimes you can't help it, how did Eto'o go out on loan back then, you forgot? Of course, things about you won't be like that. Baldano and I have a good relationship with Raul, and we will know about the development in advance. But I just want to tell you that things like loans and transfers are not your words. β
"But my career is my family. Fran said, Carvajal thought he didn't understand at all, "How is that possible?"
"If you have to sell me, I can't just be a footballer. He said softly, as if he didn't realize what he was saying.
Carvajal looked at him with his mouth open, and even this well-informed agent had only one thought in his mind at this moment, how could this guy be so bearish? Didn't Raul and Igor say that he had always been indifferent to these things, to be reasonable, this was the most stubborn player he had ever seen, okay? Huanhuan played a season at Real Madrid and then simply retired, no one has ever seen such a strange idea, let alone this strange thing.
Fran glanced at the big guy with a blue face opposite him, thought about the expensive liquidated damages signed by the two of them, and appropriately changed the topic, "So, why did Camacho give up on me directly?" Carvajal seemed to glare at Fran, he took a few deep breaths to calm his feelings, as if nothing had happened in the conversation just now, "Mr. Bosque and Camacho have a good relationship, and Raul also tentatively asked Camacho and Bosque before this, but neither of them had a clear answer. Listening to Raul's meaning, he thought that Bosque should have a general understanding of some reasons, but he didn't tell him. β
"Then if I don't transfer, won't I be able to sit on the bench for a season?" Forlan asked but got Carvajal shaking his head decisively, "However, looking at his current results, I don't think Camacho can be a stable manager for a season." He said extremely calmly, and then without waiting for Fran to ask, he asked with curiosity in his tone, "Speaking of which, if you have a good record and you can have a champion, and if you have a bad record, you can have the main force, which one do you choose?"
Forlan hadn't fully digested his agent's inference that he might change the coach in the middle of the season, and replied confusedly, "Actually, it's also very good, hone and hone the defense with the big names, there are not many people in this world who have the good luck of mine and practice with superstars." β
Carvajal didn't speak, but kept looking at Fran, and there was a clear word in his eyes that said, "You haven't answered me yet." Fran sighed, completely confused by Carvajal's question, "The main player and the champion? β