Michael. Smith typed the phone number on the sticky note.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ndidi?"

"I am, who are you?"

"I'm Michael. Smith, a scout for Aston Villa. Smith said.

Then he heard a rattling sound coming from his phone.

"I don't care who you are, I'm telling you, if you want to call and cheat me out of my money, buddy, you made a mistake, I don't have any money."

Smith was stunned as he listened to the phone being hung up.

His first reaction was that the phone number was wrong.

On the other end of the phone, Ndidi was repairing the water pipes, he put the phone in his overalls pocket, and muttered, "I'm Lukaka. Ndidi is so shrewd that he even wants to cheat me out of my money, I don't have anything in my pocket, you fool. ”

Then his hand that twisted the wrench stopped the action, Aston Villa? Scouts?

Oh God, Ndidi, what a big fool you are, what stupid thing have you done?!

Ndidi immediately dialed back the number.

"Hello, I'm sorry, I just ......"

Michael. Smith didn't care about being angry, but directly, "You're Ngolo. Who is Kante? ”

"I'm his friend, a good friend, a best friend." Ndidi said.

'We've read the information you've provided and we're interested in signing N'Golo Kante, can you put us in touch with the player?'

"Of course, of course."

"Very well, Mr. Ndidi, you and Mr. Kante come together, and we will meet."

"No problem, we'll be right here." Ndidi said happily.

"Do you have any suggestions for where to meet?" Smith Co.

The two sides agreed to meet at a café near the Boulogne club's training base.

……

Michael. Smith and a French friend of his came to this café near the Boulogne training base.

The café is less than a mile away from the Boulogne club's training base, which is very convenient.

The covenant has not yet arrived.

Michael. Smith was thinking about how he could quickly take down Kante and fulfill the orders of the big boss.

At this moment, a short black young man of about 165cm pushed the door in and looked around a little nervously.

"Mr. Ndidi, here." Michael. Smith offered to say hello.

"Hello, Mr. Smith."

"This is my friend Peng Nanpei, a lawyer." Smith said.

Pennang is a Chinese-French lawyer who is a good friend and partner of Smith.

"Hello, Mr. Peng Nanpei."

"Please be seated." Smith was mild, "What about Mr. Kanter?" ”

"I called him and he was coming from the training base." At this point, Ndidi said, he looked out the window and said, "Ngolo is here." ”

Smith and Pennanpei turned their heads to look, and saw a relatively short black young man, riding a scooter and carrying a small backpack, scurrying around.

Smith and Pennampei were stunned, they were also well-informed, and it was the first time they had met a player who had come out in this way to negotiate a signing.

'N'Golo doesn't have a car, he goes to the training ground every day on his scooter. "Even though he didn't have a car, Ngolo was the first to go to the training ground and the last to leave. ”

This small black young man was a little nervous, even cringe, when he did things on his own, but when he explained to his good friend Kanter, his eyes were firm and coherent.

And there is no inferiority complex and blame for his friends riding scooters and shabby appearances, and when he says these words, he shows an expression of pride in his friend's behavior in his words and deeds.

Smith nodded, he had always believed that a person's good friends could see the qualities of this person, and Ndidi's words and deeds were recognized by him, which also made Ndidi have a good impression of Kante.

……

"You didn't tell him that we came to talk to him about signing on behalf of Aston Villa?" Smith surprised Coendidy.

Kante in front of him, looking confused, didn't even know the reason for coming here to meet.

"I'm afraid I said it, and he didn't believe it." Ndidi explained, "He will definitely say that he wants to train at the club and he doesn't want to come out. ”

Smith looked at Kanter.

"Ngolo. Mr. Kanter, for the most part, I'm Michael. Smith, a scout at Aston Villa, came to Paris to sign for you on behalf of Aston Villa. ”

"Really?" Without the ecstasy that Smith had imagined, Kanter glanced at Smith and then at his friend Ndidi.

"It's true! It's true! Ndidi nodded.

"Aston Villa want to sign me? Villa want to sign me? Villa want to sign me? Kanter muttered to himself, then, with a look of surprise, "Mr. Smith, if I heard me right......

"Nope! You heard me right, I'm here to talk to you on behalf of Aston Villa. Smith smiled, and he was happy to see Kanter's ecstatic expression, and this was right, this was the right way to open it.

……

After the surprise, Kante calmed down, "Mr Smith, there's one thing I don't understand, I don't think I'm capable of playing for Aston Villa right now. ”

Smith noticed that Kanter was more slushy when he said the word now.

'Well, after signing you, you might play in the Aston Villa reserve squad and then you might be in the first team if you get the chance. Of course, this is just my judgment, and it depends on the club's arrangement. Smith said.

Kante shook his head, "Mr. Smith, you don't need to lie to me, I'm actually happy to be able to play in the Aston Villa reserve team. ”

"I didn't lie to you." Smith's expression was serious, "Do you know, Mr. Kanter, it was Mr. Fang Jue who personally arranged for me to sign you!" ”

"Coach Fang Jue?" Kante was stunned.

"Yes, you heard it right, it was the big boss who directly arranged for me to sign you, you are a smart person, you should understand what this means, of course, whether you can finally impress the big boss and successfully enter the first team depends on your efforts later." Smith said.

"I understand that only sweat and hard work can guide me forward." Kante nodded vigorously, his eyes shining brightly.

"Very good!" Smith nodded, putting aside his concerns about N'Golo Kante's diminutive stature and ability to adapt to the Premier League, his impression of the black youth player was still very good.

A very honest, rustic child.

With Kante done, there are no obstacles on the Boulogne's side.

Ngolo. N'Golo Kante was only a player in Bologne's reserve team, and even the club's sporting director didn't even remember who that player was.

Boulogne didn't want to kill Kante just because it was Aston Villa who fell in love with Kante.

It's not that every player Aston Villa has their eye on is a talent that Fang Jue has discovered.

Smith's attitude is clear, it is he who has spotted Kante and feels that he is quite talented, and he has signed for Aston Villa's reserve team.

This is all too common between clubs.

Of course, there is a reason why N'Golo Kante is already determined to leave Boulogne for Aston Villa.

Boulogne's side did not put any obstacles in the way of Kante's transfer, £110,000.

In fact, they offered £200,000, and Smith cut it in half and added £10,000, and Boulogne immediately agreed.

Yes, Aston Villa paid just £110,000 to get the Ligue 2 relegation zone side's 20-year-old midfielder N'Golo. Canter.

N'Golo Kante joined on a free transfer from JS Syrena, even in the Boulogne reserves, and at £110,000, Boulogne still thinks he's earned:

Their psychological price tag is actually £50,000, and now it has more than doubled, which is equivalent to a net profit of £110,000, which is a lot of profit for a team at the bottom of Ligue 2.

On Aston Villa's side, Fang felt that he had only spent 110,000 pounds to sign N'Golo Kante, and he was also very happy.

Both sides felt like they had earned it.

Well, that's the best win-win situation.

PS: Kante, who everyone has been clamoring for, is here...... Ask for subscriptions, ask for monthly passes, ask for recommendation tickets, thank you.