Chapter 48

Sure enough, the next day the whole of Lisbon -

No, the whole football world exploded.

The youngest top-flight manager in history, and a season before that he was playing for another club, his only regular managerial experience was in charge of Alex Ferguson for almost two months at Manchester United.

Although this is a big breakthrough, after all, Manchester United is one of the best clubs in the world, and it is a giant who can remove the word "one" with a little improvement, and the person standing in the coach's seat is naturally a person with rich experience and strong ability.

In this way, in terms of the Red Devils who have won the most Premier League titles in history, Juan can be regarded as a very special deposit.

The youngest manager in the history of the Red Devils?

When Ferguson was asked this question, he was watching the race at the racecourse, and he was stunned by the reporters' questions, and then raised an eyebrow: "It's natural, his contribution to Manchester United is obvious to all." ”

William, the Mirror's football editor-in-chief, lamented in his column: "When Juan was in the dugout, his 21st birthday was just over two months old, which is a terrible age to say – you know, in general, 21-year-olds are still trying to start." ”

At the time, we thought he was just an option for Manchester United, and after his short spell at Manchester United, Juan's magical coaching career was not over, and despite leaving Manchester United, he played in the European Championship with his national team, and while playing for his national team and dominating the field, he was still learning how to manage the team...... Now, after a year, the genius is finally coming to fruition. ”

"Deportivo La Coruna, it's an amazing team. As the second in La Liga last season and the Champions League semi-finals, it has actually reached the stage of selling its main team, and it has sold all its players for the first time, and even has little money left for their new manager, but even so, they still owe a huge amount of money. ”

"But maybe it's because of the financial situation that they chose Dias, a novice coach, but in terms of making money, I'm afraid no one in the whole football world can beat him. According to the investigation of the economic sector of our newspaper, the value of the property rights and shares disclosed in the name of Dias is more than 10 million, and he is only 21 years old so far, even if his family is solid, but the reality proves that he seems to have reached the point where he is today by investment, a low-key and young multimillionaire. ”

"However, as far as I know, Dias has noble blood from both Portuguese and Spanish. His cousin was Eugenia Alba, and that cousin's mother was also called by that name, and Eugenia Alba, we all know whose daughter she was. In other words, Juan Díaz had the most noble grandmother in all of Europe, and according to the rules of the aristocracy, he should also have some kingdom rewards of land and contracts, the value of which is incalculable. ”

"Deportivo chose him as manager, perhaps to curry favor with the oldest family in Europe, so that they could lend money to the club? But this is all the author's own speculation, after all, who knows? It's Spain. ”

Although at the end of the black Spain and Spanish aristocracy, but this column is still very reasonable, the analysis is in place classic, so that many people are impressed, at the same time, there are more media reporters in the direction of Lisbon, Lisbon, which is already the current focus of football, is now in a deep whirlpool.

Juan hadn't been out of the hotel for a day since he went out for an interview with reporters that day. Even when the players went to training, they didn't see Juan on the bus to the stadium, and everyone was talking about where Juan had gone.

They had seen Juan walk into the hotel, could it be that he had left through the back door or something?

Of course not.

Naturally, the media reporters also knew this, and they surrounded the Lisbon hotel, not to mention a large living person, and even small animals were caught by their cameras in the past.

So where did Juan go?

Juan really didn't go anywhere, he stayed in the hotel's indoor training ground to train alone, this is the result of the consultation between Scolari, Juan himself and the coaching staff, all he needs now is isolation and quiet, and where he is, the Portuguese national team must not be able to train in peace.

It's been quiet on the bus since yesterday, whether it's going to training or coming back, something that has never happened before.

The whole car was silent, and they didn't know what they were thinking, everyone didn't speak, bowed their heads and did their own thing, and the atmosphere was extremely cold for a while.

Cristiano looked left and right, he lightly touched the captain at hand, Figo, who had been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What's wrong?" ”

"I just wanted to say, what's wrong with everyone?" Cristiano actually knew why, but he needed something to say, and Figo naturally knew it, and the Portuguese teenager didn't even control his voice, obviously he wanted the whole car to hear it.

And as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone also turned their eyes to it, raising their eyebrows and looking at the Portuguese youngster, to see what kind of moth he could make.

"What, why don't you train enough today?" Figo reached out and rubbed his head, and Cristiano blinked: "Captain, we're going to play England tomorrow, right?" ”

"That's right." Figo nodded at him, his expression full of encouragement - keep talking, keep talking! There are some things that he can't mention as a captain, but Cristiano can!

"Normally, Juan will give me an extra training at this time." Cristiano opened his mouth and got a thumbs up from everyone, "But he stayed in the hotel today, and I can only go to him in the evening to train alone." ”

There are some things that Figo can't say, because he is the captain, and his words may represent a lot of meanings, and it is not good for other people of the same generation as him to mention it, and they will be regarded as covering up for their juniors. Among the younger generation, the only one who is qualified to mention that he will not be punished by the coach to sit on the bench is Cristiano, and he has the best relationship with Juan, which is the best for him.

Scolari naturally felt uncomfortable when he heard Cristiano's words, of course he knew that the Portuguese team was giving him a tactful opinion, mainly because it took care of his face and did not directly object, but now Juan is really not suitable to appear on the bus.

After signing it, he was already the coach of Laco, and he had never heard of a club manager who could board the national team bus with dignity.

"Coach." Quaresma sat behind Scolari and listened to the last man say happily, but when the coaching staff didn't seem to move, he couldn't help but hook his head and call Scolari.

Scolari sighed and turned his head, "I know what you mean...... Just Juan he ......"

Quaresma directly grabbed the conversation: "Coach, do you mean that Juan is not allowed to ride the player bus of his own country on the stadium in the next game, the next game, and even the final?" ”

There was silence in the back, everyone was listening to him, Quaresma did not stop because of this, but continued: "Coach, even if Juan is now the coach of Laco, but at the same time there is no change, he is still a member of the national team, he can continue to run on the field to win glory for the country, are you depriving a player of the opportunity to ride on his national team bus or even play?" ”

Scolari knew he couldn't stay silent any longer, and if he continued like this, his career with the national team might be over: "I don't have that intention. ”

"Then what do you mean now, not even letting him come to the training?" Quaresma didn't give an inch, and Scolari was silent for a long time, then sighed: "Of course not. ”

From the first group game of the national team, he knew Juan's prestige in the Portuguese team.

I never heard of a team willing to be a foil for him to play in the first game of the European Championships, especially when it was his first appearance as the host country.

However, everyone in every position on the team willingly came up with a position for Juan to play.

"In the quarter-finals against England, Juan won't play." In the end, he chose to speak first, lest the players who were born with a tendency to think about it crookedly, "It's not my arrangement, it's his own request, he said that he wants to leave a chance for you, instead of continuing to waste the position on him, which you can also ask Juan for verification after you go back." ”

The Portuguese national team has a deep affection that he has never seen in any other team, even Brazil, who won the World Cup.

In order to let Juan play, the whole team is willing to accompany the green leaves; For the development of the team, Hu Anning is willing to refuse to play.

-- To be honest, this kind of emotion that only exists among young people, he feels very nostalgic and envious when he sees it.

Scolari sighed and turned his head away, not even noticing the players behind him exchanging glances and quietly making a "yes" gesture.

Of course, unlike what the outside world, including most of the Portuguese national team, thinks of as "Juan isolating himself", he is actually very busy - he is no longer in the hotel.

After talking to Cassie on the phone that night, he thought about it and thought that he still couldn't just let the situation continue like this, so he went into Coach Scolari's room in the middle of the night, and the old man who had just finished a meeting with the coaching staff and wanted to relax was taken aback by him at the time, but after knowing his intention, he nodded very understandingly: "It's okay, you can reduce the frequency a little, and you can also prevent some accidents." ”

I don't know how he did it, neither the Portuguese national team nor Manchester United seem to have any complaints about him, but no one can say if anything bad will happen, and it's good that he avoids everyone for the time being.

After getting the coach's approval, Juan went out that night. He left from the parking lot, the reporters are also people, they will be tired late at night, not to mention that it has only been a few hours, their net has not yet been organized, no one is even paying attention to the parking lot, Juan quietly climbed over the fence, and when he looked down, Cassie was already waiting for him below.

"Come down." The Spanish youngster opened his hands and looked at him, Juan glanced at him, and landed lightly: "You came quickly." ”

"Of course, I'll run here as soon as you say it!" Cassie smiled and touched his nose, how could he say that he was hovering around not far from their hotel with his phone when he received the text message?

"By the way, did you say Javier slept at this time?"

"Huh?" Cassie was stunned, "Which Javier?" "Spain has a terrible renaming rate, and both Juan and Cassie know a lot of Javier.

"Portillo!" Juan was helpless.

"Oh, why don't you just give him a call?" Cassie just said simply, Juan paused, suddenly looked back at Cassie, and when he saw that the Spaniards were a little worried in their hearts, he replied very sternly: "Forget." ”

“……”

It's amazing that Portillo didn't sleep - of course not, according to the Spaniards' schedule, when their nightlife was just beginning, and Portugal was not without flamenco's performances, although not as authentic as Spain, but it was better than nothing, and when they found Portillo, they were quite amazed.

"Have you ever seen Fernando Redondo appear in bars and clubs before?" When he asked this, Juan's voice was a little dry.

"Never." Cassie's answer sounded a little dry, too.

Juan took a deep breath, then raised his eyebrows: "Then you see it now." ”

Although this is not a nightclub in the traditional sense of the word, where the men and women are dancing flamenco, Redondo, who came from the pampas, seems very interested in this kind of Spanish dance, and has been sitting in an inconspicuous corner with no intention of showing up, and if it were not for Juan's sharp eyes and familiar with him, he might not have noticed him at all.

If he wasn't interested, why was he still sitting here?

Soon, Juan, who was walking around the dance floor, understood: "Look at ...... over there"

Guti is dancing on the dance floor, clapping his hands and twisting his waist, his flexibility is rare as a player, and his part-time modeling career has made him know how to release his hormones, but maybe even he doesn't know how sultry his eyes look when dancing.

Juan and Cassie glanced at each other for the man who started discharging again, and decided that for the sake of their own healthy growth, they should ignore it first, and don't disturb them if they were playing-Portillo was not far from Guti, and he was also partying with a dancer, but he was not as wanton as Guti, and he managed to maintain a trace of sanity, so when the phone in his pocket rang, he smiled apologetically at his female companion and left the dance floor, walking in the direction of the toilet.

The quieter part of the whole nightclub is the toilet, no matter who is answering the phone there, it is more appropriate, but when he hurried through the crowd with his head down and hurried to the toilet, just about to pick up the phone, there was a sound in front of him that the phone was dropped, and at the same time, his mobile phone stopped vibrating.

Portillo paused, looking up, Cassie was leaning on the sink with his phone and smiling at him, while behind him stood a man he hadn't seen in a long time.

Portillo paused and took a deep breath.

"Hola, long time no see...... Juan. ”

"Long time no see, Javier."

They left the nightclub first, ready to find a quieter café to talk to, about Guti and Redondo, he was a little embarrassed to talk about it: "Actually, at first I just came out to have fun, but I ran into Guti in the nightclub, he said that he wanted to take me to a fun place to play, and it was not chaotic, so I followed him......"

Juan and Cassie glanced at each other, oh, it was indeed a blessing to meet Guti in the nightclub: "Will it disturb your play?" ”

"No, I'm going to leave too." Portillo also has a bitterness that he can't say, he was happy to go out to play with Guti, who knew that he could actually alarm the Argentine driver! Guti didn't seem to know anything, and had a good time there, and drank a lot of wine, but Portillo was so frightened that he didn't dare to touch even a drop of alcoholic beverages.

"Let's find a place to sit down first." Juan smiled, with a hint of intriguing in his eyes, and Portillo's heart tightened and he nodded.

Cassie had already said before that Juan wanted to talk to him alone in private, but he was a little dazed at first, and he didn't know what Juan was looking for him for, to talk about his previous friendships?

But in the past few days, the football world has been full of news about Juan, and no matter how sluggish he is, he knows why.

"Touching players privately is an illegal transaction." Portillo said half-jokingly, half-seriously, and Juan blinked: "Do you need me to call my uncle to say hello?" ”

Portillo's agent is his father, Juan has also met many times, Portillo's family is about to love him as his second youngest son, and Portillo has also known it for so many years, so he can only wave his hand helplessly: "Forget it, you can say it directly." ”

Juan smiled, the look was familiar to both Cassie and Portillo - it was that he was about to start to make a bad move, but before the two of them could wake up, Juan had already whispered, "Are you willing?" ”

Willing? How can you be willing, how can you be willing?

He trains hard every day, his talent is not much lower than that of his current captain, Raul, and he even broke Raul's goal record in Castilla, except for being born a little later and missing the opportunity to play, there is nothing that he can't compare to Raul.

He and Atletico Torres, both of whom are known as Raul II. Raul has also broken Real Madrid's record at all levels of youth team, and the Spanish media have described him and Torres as Spain's striker partners for the next decade – but now?

He almost didn't even make the squad, and Torres is already a member of the starting team of the senior team, and he knows how big the difference is.

Portillo grinned, his lips a little dry, his eyes narrowed,

All things considered, he was five months older than Juan, and they both were promoted to the first team at the same time, but Juan was soon relegated back, and he insisted on staying in the first team, believing that he would have a chance to make it one day...... Are you wrong?

"Of course not." He could clearly hear his own chuckling. "I know what you want to say, and I know what you mean. Now I have only one question ......"

Portillo looked up, his eyes shining like Quaresma's.

"Lease or outright buyout?"

When their conversation ended, Portillo had already walked away, Juan and Cassie were still sitting silently, Cassie was a little worried and touched Juan's arm: "Juan, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Juan took a deep breath, "It's just about the money, maybe I'll have to think about it again." ”

"Or ...... Borrow? Cassie hesitated, and after saying this, he couldn't help but veto his own proposal, where to borrow? If Lark could still borrow money, he wouldn't have sold himself like this.

"No, you don't." Juan took a deep breath, "I'll sell my stake and invest in Laco." ”

“…… What did you say? Cassie's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't know how much money Juan had in his hands, but he also knew that it was a height that many people couldn't reach in their lifetime, and even in football with generally high wages, Juan's assets were enough to kill a large number of people in seconds.

Now he's going to sell his assets and put all his money on Laco?

"I'll stay behind, don't worry." Juan calmed the people around him, made several phone calls in a row, changed many languages, some Cassie understood, and some were just confused, but he still kept quiet and waited for him to end the call, and about half an hour later, Juan put down his phone.

"I'm going to put most of my assets together, and I'm going to be able to put a little bit of capital into Laco, and then I'll be able to get rid of it when I can concentrate the shares from the small shareholders and I'll be able to control almost 23 percent of Laco." Juan sighed.

He also knows that Laco is having a hard time now, and what he has to do now is to make money with Laco, and the only way to reassure them that they won't run is to tie their own interests to the same chariot.

"Why don't you save a little for yourself!"

"I kept it." Juan smiled, "I left a lot of my own shares." ”

"For example?" Cassie raised an eyebrow, and although he didn't have much research on it, he was at least relieved to listen to Juan.

"Google, Yahoo, Apple...... He also invested in Evan Williams and a Harvard college student, keeping shares for himself. ”

Juan said it lightly, and Cassie began to glare at him angrily: "You're obviously spending money outside!" I've never heard of anything other than Yahoo and Google! ”

"You'll find out later." Juan looked unfathomable, and after a season, he was now convinced of the dream he had before - if nothing else, the dream had been proven again and again when he was at Manchester United, but there was no such thing as his existence in the dream, so he regarded himself as the only variable.

And now, the only variable is about to start working on evil :)

Of course, saying that, he still made a special call to Mendes, and when he heard that the person on the other end was not sleeping now, he was also busy running around for his affairs, and he was also very relieved to hear that it was him who called: "Juan, I didn't expect that among so many people, it is still up to you to make money." ”

Among all the people he signed, Juan's status is relatively special, first of all, Juan took the money to open a brokerage company with him, which is enough to say that he built his own money empire, and secondly, under the leadership of Juan, he also learned to speculate in stocks, although it is not a big sale, but it has finally accumulated a lot of assets, so for so many years, even if Juan did not earn him a penny, and even continued to stay in Castile Dust, he respected Juan's own wishes very much.

- Of course, respect is respect, and he still has to avenge the enmity between Real Madrid and Barcelona.

Now is the perfect opportunity, what could be more exciting than fighting the old master?

"Putting aside the money in advance, how is the situation with the personnel?"

"Quaresma's negotiations here have come to an end, and I also tried to mention Messi that you and I mentioned, and the officials of Barcelona seem to be very cold to his savings, and I guess we can take it away with some money." Jorge laughed on the phone, "But what do you want this sick man to do?" ”

"I have my reasons." Juan thought about it, but still comforted, "Don't worry, when did I ask you to buy shares and make you lose money?" ”

Jorge thought about it and immediately responded: "Then I'll go to the player himself and try again, he has been silent and I don't know how to speak...... By the way, you didn't call today just for that, did you? ”

"Of course not." Juan's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop. 'It seems like all eyes on Lisbon are all on Lisbon right now, and not just because of the European Championships.

"I did it." Jorge admits happily, "I'm good at building momentum, but we don't have too much time left, and I haven't seen anything about the two in Brazil and Costa Rica." ”

"Okay, I'll get your attention, you try to move as lightly as you can to get them." Juan agreed, for the tacit cooperation of these two people, even Cassie was the first time to see him, and he was a little dumbfounded, Juan put down his phone and glanced at the people around him: "What, stupid?" ”

"No......" Cassie swallowed and shook his head, "I heard you mention Fernando before, I thought you came out at night to be sentimental and reminisce, and then talk to me about the philosophy of human nature......"

Unexpectedly, he actually talked to Juan about business! And he also watched him pry the corner of Real Madrid

"I'd love to talk to you about that." Juan sighed and smiled, "But you can also see that the one who collapses first is the first to die, and we didn't die at that time, which means that we haven't messed up enough now, neither God nor Satan has the intention of letting us be called by the Lord, does it?" ”

“…… Makes sense! So what are we going to do now? Cassie looked eager to try.

Juan blinked: "Of course it's to find Guti and them." ”

"Huh?"

Juan laughed: "I also want to experience what it's like to meet Guti in a nightclub." ”

“……”

When Juan returned to the hotel, the sky began to shine, he looked at the time, hurriedly washed up, fell asleep on the bed, and did not get up until the afternoon, and as soon as he got up, he began to use the computer to process emails and the current resource integration, and he couldn't stop talking and sending emails while making calls.

When he finally finished dealing with it, there was a knock on the door, and Juan stretched to look at the time, and it was almost time for them to return from training, only to open the door and a group of teammates poured in.

Juan was rarely stunned, looked at them and looked outside: "What's the situation, you don't go to rest after the training?" ”

"You haven't trained me yet." Cristiano raised his face very stubbornly, Juan was stunned, it is true that he has been busy with assets and Laco since last night, and the national team has been a little negligent here because he does not have to play, and when he thinks of this, he can't help but feel a little guilty, and immediately nodded: "Okay." ”

The next day, when they had to practice for the last time before the competition, Juan finally appeared in the team, and the media reporters at the scene were in a commotion, and then soon the shouts were raised: "Juan! "Juan! Look here! "Dias!!"

Juan was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded lightly at the media, in fact, because he had dealt with too many things these days and used too much brain, he hadn't calmed down, and he didn't have any expression on his face, but he had a cold face, which almost froze into ice for those media reporters.

Seeing the bus drive away, the reporters looked at each other.

"What's wrong with Dias, is he angry?" "No, we didn't do anything to make him angry......" "Did you have a bad relationship with any player on the team?" "How is it possible, it's better to have a problem with the coaching staff? After all, you said that such a young head coach was born next to him, and no one felt ...... well."

The reporters suddenly stopped talking, looked at each other, and only saw one word full of words in the eyes of their peers - headlines!

On the night of June 24, Juan did not play, he sat on the bench with a calm and calm face, and did not even take out a small snack to eat, which surprised many people.

"Juan didn't watch while eating!" "Isn't the point that he actually sat on the bench in this game, this is the quarterfinals!" "Seeing that he is dressed so tightly, there should be no possibility of playing, it's a pity, I still want to see Juan and Beckham compete on the court......

Not only the fans regretted it, but all the commentators also sighed: "It's a pity that we didn't see Beckham and Redondo competing in the same game during the World Cup, but now it's good, even Dias and Beckham don't seem to be competing together!" ”

Scolari doesn't care at all about the two handsome guys competing together, he cares most about the game on the field, but for now, the whole game doesn't seem to be a very optimistic thing.

At halftime, the two teams entered the players' tunnel with a score of one goal each, and when Scolari spoke, Juan didn't say a word in order to avoid suspicion, which made everyone very unaccustomed.

Figo sighed and beckoned, "Juan, you can tell me something." ”

"It's captain's time." Juan smiled and waved his hand, "It's not appropriate for me to talk about something now, just talk about it, captain." ”

"If you want to go, you will go, don't talk so much nonsense." Rui Costa angrily pulled people in the middle, if it weren't for the fact that this kid didn't play, would he still be desperate on the court? Oh, his old bones......

"What's wrong with you, you're still a member of the team, say it!" Marcello also opened his mouth to encourage him, but Andrade remained silent, his status is more special, and it is safer not to speak at this time.

"Then I'll tell you?" Juan raised an eyebrow and took a deep breath. "Everyone's table in the first half...... If it weren't for the fact that my tutor wouldn't allow me to swear, maybe I could have written an essay with a string of swear words right now. ”

"Karma?"

As soon as he spoke, the Juan brand refrigerator couldn't stop at all, and several words in succession hit several people to the ground, but after Juan finished speaking, everyone's faces were a little relieved.

He never pointed out everyone's mistakes, and he stood by with a calm face, and they were all uncomfortable.

"I don't care what happens in the second half, if it falls to a penalty shoot-out, Ricardo will play the last one!"

"Huh?" Quaresma and Ricardo looked up at the same time.

“…… I mean the great Ricardo, the other Ricardo in front of the line. ”

Since the last match against Spain, goalkeeper Ricardo has become a "great man" in the team, but at this time he didn't have time to laugh, and pointed to himself dumbfounded: "I'll play the last one?" ”

'I believe you can score, and I believe you can save England's goal.' Juan nodded affirmatively.

"Hah...... Thank you so much. Ricardo rubbed his head and muttered, but he didn't think Portugal and England would be reduced to penalty kicks.

However, when stoppage time was over, the whole Portuguese team was stunned, they looked up at the score on the field, 2-2 draw, Portugal and England went into a penalty shootout; Turning his head to look at the coach's seat, Scolari looked puzzled, but quickly turned his head to look at Juan, who was there with the old god on the side.

At the beginning of the second half, Juan still brought out his own snacks, but he sat honestly in his position and did not get up and run, and did a very thoughtful job of avoiding suspicion, but the thoughtful end was a draw to a penalty shootout.

However, this time, Scolari did not continue to ignore Juan, he was silent for a while and turned his head: "Juan, do you have any thoughts on the penalty shootout?" ”

The coaching staff raised their eyebrows in surprise with Juan about Scolari's question, but Juan quickly stood up and quickly answered his thoughts, but he didn't expect Scolari to listen to him, so he turned around and sat down.

The whole Portuguese team is more on the penalty shooter, except for Juan, who has nothing to worry about.

When the two sides began to take turns kicking the penalty, Juan was stunned.

Coach Scolari really seemed to agree with him, and when the great man Ricciardo saved England's last penalty without gloves, the whole dugout was about to boil, but they couldn't bear it and didn't break out.

Portugal still had a penalty not taken.

The great man Ricardo took a deep breath and stood in front of the football.

This is probably his highlight moment as a goalkeeper.

Stare at the goal, take two steps back, run, and shoot with your feet!

“Goooooal！！！ Hosts Portugal were the first to advance to the semi-finals!! ”