Chapter 66

When he heard him say two, Redondo was stunned, and then frowned: "You still have a goal besides Thorin?" ”

The two masters and apprentices no longer count Riquelme in their goals, after all, they have done everything they can, and when the Copa America comes to the last touch, they will succeed, and they will not be reluctant if they can't.

"Yes," Juan smiled briefly, "but that target might be Riquelme." ”

Redondo raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "His friend? ”

"Yes." Juan nodded slightly, rummaged through the newspaper in his hand, and placed it in front of Redondo, who looked down and raised an eyebrow.

Ranieri Release: "The Bat Army" doesn't need "Jokers"

The young man in the picture, Redondo also knows, Pablo Aimar, although they have never played together, but at least he still knows a little about Argentina's new forces, although the pun of the title is very strong - this person's nickname seems to be the clown.

"It's not a nice nickname." Redondo looked at the young man's face again, his facial features were very delicate, and he looked like a very upright young man, Redondo just glanced at it and nodded: "At least at first glance, it feels okay." ”

"It's because he plays with a light and chic style of football and brings joy to fans and teammates, so he is called a clown." Juan chuckled and pinched the corner of the newspaper, "Ranieri seems to feel that his tactical philosophy doesn't suit Aimar well. ”

Redondo raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and shook his head helplessly: "Are you paying too much attention to Argentina?" ”

"Not really." Juan smiled, "Actually, I'm quite interested in all of South America. ”

"For example?" Redondo raised an eyebrow and took a sip of water.

"For example, Romario."

Redondo almost didn't hold his cup.

After being silent for a while, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Is it the Romario I know?" ”

"Yes." Juan flashed a very innocent smile at him: "That's it...... The 38-year-old 'lone wolf' Romario. ”

"You're really, no matter what age you dare to take it back." Redondo looked a little helpless, but the smile on his lips had already revealed his true thoughts.

Not to mention the others, just those who he already knew made Lei Dong's blood boil a little bit.

At an age when he is about to retire, there is actually very little to shake his mind, especially in Italy, where he has been quietly in the past two years, so to speak, he has become completely accustomed to a quiet and low-key life.

It can be said that most of the players in Argentina are similar to him, they don't like the media very much, and they don't like to be a public figure very much, the only thing they need and want to do is to play, and the only thing that can make them burn again is nothing more than that.

If Romario hadn't joined, Redondo was the oldest in the entire team, and watching a group of children jumping in front of him, he was actually a little too lazy to move, and as a result, a senior of his own appeared.

He is still playing on the field, although he is still that lazy, but his own strength is still staggering.

- Why is Vanney called the king of the little forbidden area?

It's not because there was already a king of forbidden areas like him before.

"Fernando, you see, although people are too lazy to move, they are still scoring goals, aren't they?" Juan narrowed his eyes and smiled, a sentence written all over his face.

I just deliberately found someone to push each other with you, and you beat me :)

A striker who has a shorter career life than you is still playing on the pitch at the age of 38, why are you willing to be disheartened?

Redondo naturally saw what he meant, and wordlessly stretched out his hand to his head is firm, that familiar movement and technique, if Cristiano was on the scene, he would suddenly realize that his squad leader was originally trained here!

"I don't know what's going on in your head." As he said this, Redondo glanced at the newspaper again, snorted coldly and raised his eyebrows: "It seems that Argentina is going alone." ”

"Huh?" Juan was a little dumbfounded against the red piece on his head: "But ......"

"No, I'm going to have a good conversation with that lone wolf." There was a slight smile on his face, "Ten years ago, our battle was not over. ”

Ten years ago? Juan was confused for a moment, then realized.

They're talking about the World Cup that year!

"Well, if you will......" Juan nodded helplessly, "I just hope those Argentines won't throw me out this time." ”

"Of course not," Redondo glanced at him, "but if you don't get out of my house now, I'll leave you out." ”

Juan was also helpless about his mentor's sudden "turning his face and being ruthless" early in the morning, after all, he was also bad at himself, knowing that he had no more thoughts, and gave him such a toss, thanks to Redondo's strong tolerance towards him, if he changed someone, he might be killed by the Argentine.

After leaving Redondo's house, Juan contacted Jorge Méndez directly, originally he thought that the person opposite should not have started working at this time, but listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, why did he seem to be so busy that it exploded?

"Uh...... Jorge, if you're busy, we'll get back to you later? Juan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, of course he knew why his agent was so busy, although now they had organized a very good brokerage company, and the things at hand were all diverted, but they still handled the more important matters themselves.

For example, the transfer of Chelsea, for example, the rebuilding of Laco.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to be quick here," the Portuguese agent said on the phone, "after all, it's also a great opportunity for our company to grow...... What's wrong with calling in the morning, which one is not easy to get in the eye again? ”

Jorge's familiar voice made Juan feel guilty for some reason, and his agent was busy like a top for him, although it was also for the development of their business empire......

But guilt is guilt, and business still has to be said, so Juan coughed lightly: "You still understand me." ”

"Isn't it, really?" The person on the other end of the phone was obviously dumbfounded, and his words were just polite, just like the Chinese "Have you eaten" is just a polite sentence, how can this person take it seriously?!

"yes, but it shouldn't be too difficult." Juan was a little unconfident when he said this, "...... It stands to reason. ”

"What do you mean by reason?" Jorge was helpless, "Is there a Romario that is difficult to do?" ”

"Is Romario difficult?" Juan was stunned, this man he completely left to Jorge to discuss, one of which was his great confidence in Jorge's eloquence, and another reason was that he thought that man would be happy to return to the top league.

After all, no matter what you say, La Liga has a higher level of gold absorption and exposure than the Brazilian league, right?

"Why isn't it difficult...... Jorge sighed, "People originally planned to play in the Brazilian Liga for a few years, and then retire to politics, it's better for you to pull people directly to La Liga, how tiring it is." ”

Juan couldn't clearly say that he deliberately went to find someone to compensate him in order not to let his master be bored, so he could only sigh at Jorge's secret gestures: "No way Jorge, now Laco needs one or two old men to lead us forward." ”

"I also know, but now the chairman seems to have some opinions on the direction of your purchase, you pay attention to it a little." Jorge also reminded him, to which Juan just smiled.

"What are you afraid of, anyway, our people will be complete soon."