6 goals and £3,000 prize money.

Appearance fee £1,000.

If you score more than 10 goals, you will receive £10,000 in prize money.

Qiansheng smiled and counted the banknotes in his hand, but his saliva almost didn't come out.

Arsenal were so happy that the next day they counted the stats for his game yesterday and sent him the money they deserved.

It feels good to touch the thick banknote, and the thin check doesn't seem to feel very secure, but it's good to find gold. However, Thierry said that if the amount is large, it is better to use a check or transfer to a personal account. Hey, there's a lot of money, and it's also a trouble.

Qianshengmei fantasized about a bright future for money, but when she saw the bitter expression on Mino-Raiola's fat face in front of her, she was in a bad mood.

Nima, Lao Tzu is happy after making so much money, you dead fat man will give Lao Tzu this expression, sweeping Lao Tzu's fun!

"Oops, fatty!" Qiansheng knocked on the table in front of him with an unkind face, and said unhappily: "Don't give Lao Tzu a dead man's expression, touch Lao Tzu's moldy head, get away!" ”

Sighing, Raiola reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "Dry, congratulations, your performance yesterday was world-class, and you became the MVP in three consecutive league games, and the best player of the month is definitely yours." ”

Qian touched his chin and looked at Raiola, a pair of clear eyes, and the Italian fat man looked down embarrassedly.

"Fatty, what's wrong? Isn't it still too much of Lao Tzu's commission? Today, the master is happy, let's give you a little more. Qiansheng said with a wink.

After the last negotiation, Qiansheng had a good impression of him, and an agent who fought for the interests of the players was exactly what he wanted. And this fat man's temperament is very good for his appetite, so this hairless iron rooster is actually willing to increase the commission.

Raiola was a little moved in his heart, he raised his head, shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood, and I've ruined your interest." It's not that I don't think you're paying a fee, I'm worried about something else. ”

"What's the matter, let's listen to it, say it, it's not healthy to hold everything in your heart."

Raiola saw Qiansheng's curious and concerned look, and for some reason the haze in her heart dissipated mostly.

It's not a secret thing to think about, so it doesn't hurt to talk to him.

"You know Mario, right?"

"Super Mario? Fatty, you can play too? ”

Raiola has a black line: "It's not the game, it's Mario Balotelli, the striker of the Italian national team. ”

"Oh, it's a player, it's a striker, fatty, all your players are forwards?"

"Not all of them, they are available in all locations. Mario is a Liverpool player who spent last summer on loan at Italian giants AC Milan. ”

"Milan? That fashion capital? ”

"Yes. Unfortunately, Mario has had a poor season and has been affected by injuries, playing only 16 games this season, only starting 5 times, and scoring only 3 goals. With such a performance, AC Milan will definitely not buy him out after the season, and when he returns to Liverpool, he has no place. ”

Qiansheng asked curiously, "How old is he?" ”

"It's 26 in August this year."

"Older than me, well, almost 10 years old, wow, so old."

It's you who are too small! Raiola was speechless.

"Don't that Liverpool want him either?"

"Yes, Mario's personality is a bit weird, I don't know what's going on in the past two years, I'm in a bad state, maybe I'm suffering from too many injuries. Alas, his current worth and salary are not cared for. If there is no team to want, he will be finished when he returns to Liverpool and can't play. ”

"Is he well paid?"

"About 110,000 euros, if you pay a week."

"Shrimp? 110,000 weekly salary? So high? Fatty, I want it too! ”

Raiola saw Qiansheng's eyes glowing and the look of the wealth fan, the corners of his mouth twitched, whether Lao Tzu was right or wrong to sign this Chinese man.

Raiola suddenly said with a serious face: "Dry, injury is the biggest enemy of a player, no matter how talented he is, as long as he suffers too many injuries and serious injuries, it is very difficult for the player to recover from his condition for a long time." Therefore, you must take care to avoid injuries as much as possible, especially in a league like the Premier League, which has a busy schedule, a lot of games, a fast pace and a fierce competition. ”

Qiansheng nodded and said: "I know, I will pay attention, anyway, if someone dares to touch Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will fall to the ground, see if he dares to touch it next time." ”

Raiola is speechless with a black line, Nima, Lao Tzu didn't tell you to touch porcelain, dive!

Qiansheng suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he remembered something, his face turned straight, and asked, "I almost forgot something important because you interrupted me." (Raiola complained: Did Lao Tzu interrupt?) How did you go to Paris and ask? ”

Raiola said embarrassedly: "Zlatan said that Arsenal can't open his salary, and also said that Arsenal is too weak, there has been no championship for so many years, there is no ambition to compete for the championship, and there is no championship temperament, he just wants to go to the team that can win the championship." ”

Qiansheng's eyes narrowed, touched his chin, and said, "How old is he?" ”

Raiola was stunned: "It's thirty-five in October." ”

Qianchang opened his mouth: "Wow, you're so old!" He's still a stinking fart. So old, still running? ”

Raiola smiled, sometimes he was not mature, and sometimes he acted like a child who didn't understand anything. Maybe this kind of duality makes him think that this Chinese boy is very interesting.

"Don't look at Zlatan's age, he is the strongest center forward in the world today, and this season he helped Paris win the championship eight rounds ahead of schedule, which is a record for winning the championship early. He scored 27 goals in the league and is the top scorer in Ligue 1, do you know how many goals he scored in the bottom line? The second and third places are both 14 goals, and the two add up to one more than Zlatan! And Zlatan is also tied for first place with his teammates in the assist charts with 11 assists. With his current quality and form, and his contract expiring this summer, he is definitely the most sought-after in the transfer market. ”

Seeing Qiansheng's somewhat surprised expression, Raiola said with a smug smile: "And now many giants have contacted me to bring in Zlatan, Manchester City, Manchester United, AC Milan, Chelsea, and Paris want to keep him." By the way, Chelsea also offered a high salary of 11.5 million euros per year! ”

An annual salary of 11.5 million euros? It is more than 80 million yuan in Huaxia currency! Football is so lucrative!

Qiansheng opened his mouth wide and smirked, saliva slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The corners of Raiola's mouth twitched, did I say too much?

After a while, Qiansheng returned to normal, he coughed a few times in embarrassment, rolled his eyes, and said: "You just said that Zlatan didn't come because our team was too weak to win the championship?" ”

"And wages, Arsenal's current salary structure, may not be satisfied. At present, Arsenal's highest salary is 140,000, and now many first-line stars are paid at least 150,000, and Zlatan does not have more than 200,000, so don't talk about it. ”

Qiansheng looked at Raiola with disdain and said, "Fatty, are you too greedy?" Zlatan is in his thirties, can't he be told to have a little more? He's made enough money. ”

Raiola twitched, Nima, Lao Tzu is not greedy, will he help you fight for a high salary?

Just as he was about to speak, Qiansheng waved his hand and said, "Mino, I heard that there is a two-week international break, and there will be a competition at the beginning of next month?" ”

Raiola nodded, and Qiansheng smiled and said, "Then let's go." ”

Raiola was stunned and asked puzzledly, "Let's go?" Where to go? ”

"Go to Paris and meet that Uncle Zlatan in his thirties."

"What are you doing with him?"

"Flicker...... Uh, no, it was to convince him to come to Arsenal. ”

"Huh, you're going to convince Zlatan?"

"What? Can't you? Fatty, what kind of eyes do you have? Beware of Lao Tzu sticking in your eyes and pushing your lungs! ”

……

In the Arsenal manager's office, Steve Boulder said to Arsène Wenger, who was in a good mood: "Boss, the Chinese Football Association called and said that they were going to recruit cadres into the national team. ”

Arsene Wenger: "What do you say? ”

Boulder said embarrassedly: "There was a note left in the dry room, saying that he and his agent Mino went to Paris." I called Qian, turned off the phone, and I guess it's still on the plane. ”

"To Paris? What to do in Paris at this time? Wenger frowned, he was not worried that Qiansheng wanted to transfer, he believed that Qiansheng would definitely tell him if he wanted to leave.

Boulder looked like he wanted to say goodbye, and Wenger knocked on the table and said, "Steve, if there's anything else, let's talk about it." ”

"Boss, Alain came to A.T. Kearney and said he was looking for him, I said that he went to France, so I asked him for my contact information, I said this is the player's privacy, and asked him what he was looking for, and I told him, but Alan didn't say, saying that when he came back, he would notify him as soon as possible. Don't you think it's too strange, boss? What will happen to Alain's search? ”

Arsene Wenger raised his eyebrows, strange, not only strange, but also strange. Alan Shearer has no friends at Arsenal, he and Gan don't know each other, why did he come to Gan for no reason? He's just a narrator now, and it's unlikely that he's helping someone else dig into my corner.

International break? Chinese Football Association? Alain is a country of England, is it ......

Wenger stood up thoughtfully, walked to the window, looked at the scenery in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought: I see, Alain, thanks to you, you reminded me. Fortunately, it went fast. I'll have to give Le Grae a call [president of the French Football Federation] to see if there's any hope.

At the exit of Charles de Gaulle Airport, a Chinese teenager wearing a red and white sports jacket and sunglasses walked on the road, followed by a fat man who was also wearing sunglasses and carrying a black briefcase.

A ringtone rang for music, and Raiola turned on her phone.

"I'm Mino, Le Graët? Hello hello, dry? How did you know he was coming to Paris? …… That's right, but ...... Oh, I'll ask him first, and see what he thinks. Okay, he replied, I'll contact you right away, okay, goodbye. ”

Turning off the phone, Raiola's face was ugly.