Chapter 64. despair
Soleimani was well aware of this, of course, but he never thought it would come to this.
Originally, his idea was that it was impossible for the team to give up his high-priced striker, the team was already short of people in the forward position, Borigott was frequently injured, Sig Solsson's performance has always been flat, Babel just came back this season and he is a winger is not a positive striker, De Jong is just a cameo striker in the absence of a way, as for Fisher and Li Lin are two young players, not to mention that he thinks his performance is not bad, if it weren't for someone in the team to squeeze him, he would still be the super striker who scored a lot of goals.
But now that the situation has changed, Li Lin has gradually settled in the position of the team's main striker, and has a good chemistry with Borigot, all of which has made his worries worsen until the end of the last Champions League game, Soleimani knows that if he doesn't do something about it, he will really be completely abandoned.
So there was the news in the newspapers about the team's dressing room, about Eriksen ostracizing him, and so on.
But it is clear that this is not a good way to do it, on the contrary, no matter what Soleimani's performance is, he has completely lost the opportunity to play at Ajax, but this is also one of Soleimani's goals, he wants to force the team to sell him during the winter break, he does not want to waste time in the development team anymore.
But when Soleimani meets a furious Frank de Boer, who wants to leave, no one knows.
However, in the morning training session, the atmosphere of the whole team still looked quite good, and it was not affected by too much of the Soleimani incident, in Blind's words, this kind of thing is not common, but it is not uncommon, and the sky is falling with the head coach, where is the need for them to worry, of course, the price of saying this is that Blind ran 20 more laps when he ran laps...
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"Uht, how's it going, what does the club say?"
Soleimani walked back and forth in the living room in a hurry, looking restless, he faintly regretted it in his heart, but thinking about the promise that the man had made him, he was a little more relieved.
Soleimani's agent Ute shook his head, he went to Ajax today and touched the ashes of his nose, and now the whole of Ajax, from top to bottom, no one wants to pay attention to them.
He has also received news that the head coach of the reserve team has announced that Soleimani, who is absent from the reserve team training again today, will not be allowed to play again.
It seems that the meaning of the club is obvious.
"I'm afraid, we'll have to wait until the winter break."
"But what if the team doesn't want to let us go during the winter break?"
Soleimani asked, a little uneasy.
"No, it won't do any good for Ajax, they don't need to spend so much money to keep you here, they will let you go!"
Ute said in a firm tone that he did not believe that Ajax would be emotional and not let Soleimani go, which was not in the club's interest.
"Moreover, Fran's side hasn't made a move yet, and when he does, De Boer and Ajax won't have the time to fight with us, and there are things that make them anxious!"
Hearing this, Soleimani finally let go of his new arrival, a smile appeared on his face, thinking about the assurances given to him by Fran, his heart was a little more steady, and he couldn't help but look forward to what the sports section of the Telegraph would be tomorrow.
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"Fran, I solemnly inform you now that you have been lifted from the ban and you can return to the political realm."
The editor-in-chief of the Dutch Telegraph stood in front of the table, with a serious face, and said solemnly.
In front of him, Fran stood respectfully, and a flash of joy flashed across his face at the words of the editor-in-chief.
"But, before that, I still warn you, the same mistake, you can't make it twice, I hope you can be careful enough, don't be brought into the middle of it by others again, I see that you are on the sports side, what you do is very ordinary."
Hearing the editor-in-chief's words, Fran nodded a little embarrassed, and defended himself slightly: "Actually, I've never paid much attention to that side..."
"That's it! You don't have to explain, I'm a person who prefers to watch a person's actions! ”
The editor-in-chief's words made Fran, who wanted to continue explaining, completely shut up.
"Now, complete your handover work, come to me tomorrow to report, I have a job for you! This time, I hope you don't let me down! ”
The editor-in-chief's words echoed in the office, and Fran glanced at the editor-in-chief in surprise and immediately responded loudly.
"Yes!"
I returned to my office, looked at the far-fetched materials on my desk, and thought about my various actions that had been dizzy for a while, and couldn't help but laugh at myself.
"When did you get down to the point where you had to rely on these things to deal with a small player?"
Sighing to himself, Fran threw all these things into the shredder.
This move caused the puzzlement of Harris next to him.
"Why ruined these things? These photos are gone, what are we going to post tomorrow? ”
"There's no need, I'm going back to where I need to be!"
"So, what about Soleimani's side, how are we going to explain this to him?"
Tolan Harris asked cautiously, after all, the two sides had a tacit understanding about this matter.
"Explain? It's not simple, let's just say that the editor-in-chief wants to adjust my work, and give up all the things at hand at hand, isn't that enough! ”
Fran sneered, he never took Soleimani in his eyes, Soleimani was just a pawn of him, and if he lost it, he lost it.
So, the next day, looking through the entire newspaper, Soleimani couldn't find any news about Ajax written by Fran, except for a report that the owner of a bar had been arrested for selling marijuana to minors.
"W-What the hell is going on, it's not like it's okay..."
Soleimani's lips twitched nervously, his face turned pale, and his heart seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.
"Damn, we've been tricked!"
Ute slammed the door and went to Fran for an explanation, but unfortunately, the explanation he waited for would drive him mad.
It was getting late, and when he returned to the locker room, he saw Li Lin sitting on a chair reading the newspaper, and Erikson walked over with some curiosity.
"Lee, how can you bother to read the Telegraph? Isn't the Telegraph the most hacky of you? ”
"No, no, no, I just think that at this kind of time, Fran will jump out and mix in, but this time, he doesn't seem to move, it's weird." Li Lin quickly flipped through the newspaper in his hand, "However, I found this!" ”
I saw Li Lin stretch out his finger and point at the report about the bar owner.
"Isn't that the bar we frequent?"
"That's right, that's it!"