When Vincent returned home, he rested at home for a day, and then went to Theo's winery as usual to sit down, and only God knows what he said.

Now François runs around Europe every day, contacting Vincent with new clubs, while he himself lives like a pig at home every day, waking up and going to a restaurant to eat, then meeting and chatting with his old subordinates in Bordeaux, and then returning home to eat and sleep.

It's a pity that only two or three days after such a day, François's call came.

"Fan Shang, what do you think, where do you go next? I've traveled to several countries, and I've received a lot of invitations. There was some grumbling in the last sentence.

"Okay, tell me about it, what do you think are the better ones?" Fan Shang asked.

"Then I'll rule it out first, the teams outside the five major leagues won't go first, France and Italy won't go, then Germany, England and Spain will be left, but according to your idea of wanting to bring in a lot of reinforcements now, Germany has leagues that don't like to spend money, only England and Spain." François used the method of elimination, according to the character of Vincent.

"Looks like you know me." Fan Shang said with a grin, feeling that he was really right to find François as an agent. "And come? What is worth my choice? ”

"There are two in the Premier League and one in La Liga," François said, before Vincent heard the sound of turning paper, "Newcastle United and Chelsea in the Premier League and Valencia in La Liga. ”

"Huh? Valencia? Cooper can't do it anymore? Vincent wasn't too impressed with the other two clubs, but when it came to Valencia, Cooper's dead face came to Vincent.

"Well, I've met with their senior Mr. Otti, and they are really very unhappy with the Argentine you mentioned, they gave Cooper enough patience, but Cooper's results have not satisfied them, except for a Copa del Rey shot, the results in the league and European competitions have made them lose patience." François explained, "Are you interested in Valencia? Two Premier League teams not considered? I think the two teams in the Premier League are not bad, first of all, the head coach of the Premier League has a lot of power, you don't have to negotiate as hard as last year, and then the owner of Chelsea, Mr. Bates, also promised a transfer budget of 100 million, and Newcastle United, needless to say, they like the French. ”

"Chelsea, can they come up with a transfer fund of 100 million? Their boss is not Abramovich yet? Fan Shang blurted out, and regretted it after speaking, how could he say such a thing.

"What Vicky? The owner of Chelsea is called Ken. Bates, who has been the owner of Chelsea since seven years, don't you know? "It's a good thing François didn't hear Abramovich's full name clearly.

"Oh, of course I do, haha!" Fan Shang himself confused the timeline, but still couldn't admit it, "Where do you think it's more appropriate?" ”

"I'll screen you to this extent, and the rest is up to you to choose, I'll go back in a few days, and I'll talk about it then." François was not in a position to make the final decision to Vincent.

"Okay, you'll talk about it when you get back." Fan Shang said.

"That's right, that's right! There is one more thing I forgot to tell you, aren't you looking for an endorsement? François was about to detain the phone when he suddenly remembered something.

"Really? Probably, what's wrong? Fan Shang deliberately said as if he had forgotten, but in fact, he knew very well in his heart that what endorsement was to see if there was an opportunity to meet beautiful women.

"You pack up and go to Paris tomorrow, "ELLE" wants to give you an interview, which may require you to take a few pictures." François said.

“《ELLE》？？ Isn't that a women's magazine? Why did you interview me? Fan Shang's mind was full of incomprehension.

"To tell you the truth, the photos taken are all of you surrounded by some models, you see!" François was a little impatient, he didn't expect Fan Shang's mind to be so unturning, "I found this opportunity for you through an old friend, you all know that "ELLE" is a women's magazine, and it is rare for them to give an interview to a man, you cherish it." ”

"Ah~~ Understood!" Under Francois's suggestion, Fan Shang finally figured it out, this is a beautiful difference, and it is not much different from the purpose of his endorsement, so he quickly packed his things, "No, who am I looking for?" ”

"Give you a call, find her, you just tell them which plane or train is coming, someone will arrange it for you, of course you can drive if you want, but I suggest that you don't drive to Paris with those family cars, if you need to talk to them, let them prepare you with a car that you can take." François was dismissive of Vincent's taste in driving.

Fan Shang pouted on the other end of the phone, and Fan Shang also admitted that his cars are the most common kind on the road, and the French roads are narrow, and they are still that kind of small cars, which are completely incompatible with cool and dazzling styles, and they are homely in a single description.

In Italy, in fact, it was the same, when Moratti asked him to get a sports car to drive, Vincent also refused, and finally drove the most ordinary Fiat in Milan for a year, who would have thought that Vincent's first annual salary in the world football circle would be to drive a Fiat Punto all over the street.

Fan Shang wondered if he should really drive a luxury car, or he could really make François laugh to death. Hearing that François hadn't hung up the phone yet, Fan Shang said, "Then you can find me an endorsement to find a car, I'm too lazy to buy it, just find an endorsement and give me one directly, hehe." ”

"This can really be had," François didn't despise Fan Shang, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, "You go to "ELLE" to play first, and find out if there are any car endorsements for you in the past few days, what brand do you want?" ”

"It's not up to me, it should be up to which company is willing, you can do it." Fan Shang was a little puzzled.

"That's just you, I'll look for it casually, I won't tell you, I heard that the mobile phone has a lot of radiation, you can't call for too long, hang up, remember to call the people of "ELLE"!" François hung up the phone without waiting for Vincent's answer.

"Cut! The action is quite fast! Fan Shang took his mobile phone and muttered to himself, and then flipped through the text messages to find the phone number that François had just sent him.

Then Fan Shang booked a plane ticket to Paris and dialed the number.