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"Lee, I know that you will never tolerate Sako staying at Newcastle...... However, you should also be well aware that, according to the latest estimate of the previous "All Markets", Sarko's transfer can bring Newcastle a transfer fee of 15 million pounds, and if you can reduce the previous club's listing price of 20 million pounds a little, then I can guarantee that Newcastle will easily get 15 million pounds in less than an hour......

"With that £15 million, with your eye and the appeal to young players, you can definitely find at least seven or eight good young players for the Magpies in the winter transfer market...... It's a win-win deal for Sako and the club, isn't it? ”

After Quareos finished speaking, he looked at the guy with a strange smile on the other side, and his heart went up and down, he didn't know if his words could convince the crazy guy in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Tongfan raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Mr. Lalo, you still have 78 seconds." Quareos' face turned green.

At this moment, the French were eager to jump high and smash the proud face in front of them with the ashtray on the table...... However, the fact is that for the sake of money, he has to pretend to be a grandson at the moment...... Quareos thought for a moment, and a bolt of lightning struck his brain.

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said in a divine voice, "Li, what if...... If...... Well, if you want to, you'll be able to get a decent kickback from Nicolas Sacco's transfer...... Rest assured, I've dealt with a lot of these things before, and absolutely no one will ever know......"

"30 seconds left!"

The strange smile on Li Tongfan's face disappeared, and his face became cold.

"This ......"

Quareos took a breath of cold air, he obviously didn't expect that his killer weapon, which was invincible on anyone before, would be like a fart in front of the madman Lee, instead of convincing the other party, he let the other party cover his nose and stay away.

The Frenchman's mouth was open, but he didn't speak.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the guy across from him sat coldly, looking at him like a clown, and this expression gave Quareos a great pressure, and he trembled and didn't know what to say...... Just as Quareos was about to make his final struggle...... "Alright, time is over!" ”

Li Tongfan raised his wrist and was expressionless: "Mr. Quareos, it's a pity that your reason didn't convince me...... Well, in that case, then go and convince the clubs that a few hours ago vowed to bring in Nicolas Sako...... Trust me, I definitely mean what I say, and you can leave Newcastle at any time as long as anyone is willing to pay £20 million for your client......"

Quareos finally couldn't help it!

Like a wounded and wailing beast, he rushed to the desk with red eyes, spewing white gas from his mouth, and roared madly: "Madman, you madman......"

Li Tongfan stood up without saying a word, and as he did last time, he carried Quareos like a chick, and 'sent' this Frenchman with fine skin and tender meat out of the office door...... Like a grass carp that has been pulled out of the water, Quareos struggles desperately...... However, although he takes good care of his face, his arms and legs are really lacking in exercise, and although Li Tongfan is not strong, he is mixed with a group of five big and three thick muscular men all the time, and when they get closer, the French will be tragic...... Bang!

The door was slammed shut.

Standing at the door, Quareos was angrily thinking about whether he was generous and tragic and roared in his throat, out of this evil breath in his heart, anyway, when it came to this, he didn't want to pretend to be a grandson anymore, because it was useless...... That's when ...... The door opened.

The face that had made Quareos frantic with a smug smile popped out of the crack in the door...... The madman playfully said, "Mr. Laura, I guess you must have watched that game yesterday, didn't you?" Hehe, it's useless, to tell you the truth, even if Newcastle keep losing this season because of the lack of your client, I won't use him again, I can tolerate leaving, but I will never condone betrayal...... So, I advise you to die of this heart! ”

Bang.

The head retracted, and the door closed again.

Quareos trembled angrily, swinging like a seizure, and was about to scold...... The door opened again.

The head was still poking out of the crack in the door.

"I forgot to say just now, there is something to trouble you, if we meet again in the future, please don't call me 'Li'...... Tsk, this word coming out of your mouth makes me sick......"

Bang...... The door closed.

Qualeos' eyes went dark, and the breath in his throat almost made him faint!

He held on to the door frame with his hand, and the hot anger in his body was about to burn, no matter what, he must scold a lot today...... Quareos opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, but he was waiting for it...... Door...... It's fucking open again!!

It's still that head, still with a playful expression: "I guess you must be angry right now, and you want to do whatever it takes to scold you, hehe, right?" It doesn't matter, just scold, hehe, just one word you scold, I'll add £1 million to Sarco's transfer listing price...... You know, I dare to do this kind of thing! ”

Seeing the head retract again, Quareos spat out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that this madman would definitely be able to do it.

In that case, it would be an absolute disaster for Sacco and for himself.

If the current value of 20 million pounds, and the club will be tempted by Sacco, then as long as it exceeds 20 million, it will definitely instantly make Sacco a "little grass" that no one cares about...... It seems that he still has to pretend to be a grandson!

…… December 20th.

The 18th [***] curtain of the Premier League kicked off.

Newcastle host St James' to take on promoted Masy Bromwich Albion.

“…… The game got underway, and it was Newcastle's first game of the season on the Devil's Christmas schedule, and the opponents of the game were not strong West Bromwich Albion...... As in the last game against Wigan Athletic, French defender Mamadou Sakho who is in the midst of a transfer scandal is still not in the squad for the game, and his replacement is still the youngster Michel Manzioni......"

“…… However, the youngster always looked like he was frizzy, and it was a mistake in the last game that allowed Wigan Athletic's Mexican striker Hugo Rodallega to take the chance and score a goal that nearly ended Newcastle's winning streak......

in the hotel.

Quareos, who had nothing to do, still watched the game carefully.

In the last game against Wigan Athletic, that damn madman exploded in his shit luck at the last minute and fought for a victory...... And this time, Quareos wanted Newcastle to lose 100:0 at the best, and it was all because of a mistake by the kid who replaced Sarko...... Soon, however, the male-minded Frenchman fell into deep despair...... "...... gooooooooooal！！！！ Manzioni, it's Manzioni!! He withstood the pressure...... In the eighth minute, the youngster headed over the opposition centre-backs and sent a corner kick from Juan Mata into the West Bromwich Albion goal......

Until the end of the match, Quareos did not wait for the outcome he had hoped for.

Although Newcastle showed average form at home, they still relied on Manzioni's goal to win 1-0 in the end, and Manzioni also made two key goal-line saves in the game...... Quareos lamented again and again!

It's as if God is playing against the Frenchman's centre-back, and the better Sarko's rivals are performing, it means more and more that Quareos has lost the slightest initiative in this transfer tug-of-war...... Quareos fell into regret and despair...... If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?

And at this moment, in a villa in Newcastle City, the client, Mamadou Sako, is also caught in a deep conflict...... He also watched the game that had just ended.

Looking at the TV screen, the teammates who used to fight side by side with the cheers of the fanatical St. James' fans, following the black figure to grab the victory, the feeling is so familiar, yet so strange...... In this moment, Sacco thought in a trance of six months ago...... When the man appeared in front of his eyes, he smiled and said, "You are going to be a great player, come with me to meet your own era...... At that time, how excited I was, all I wanted was to enjoy football and enjoy the cheers of the crowd after the victory...... At that time, I was so grateful to that person that I even secretly vowed in my heart to follow him forever and go with him to meet the greatest era...... But, what about now?

Why, just six months later, did things turn out like this? Should I go and apologize to him and beg for his forgiveness?

Sacco shook his head suddenly, remembering everything his agent Quareos had promised him - "Your ability deserves a higher weekly salary, and a mere 20,000 euros is an insult to you!" ”

"Let me go and negotiate with the madman Lee, don't worry, Mamadou, I will win you a big contract......"

"Damn, that guy is a lunatic...... Mamadou, I suggest you transfer, Real Madrid and Barcelona are very willing to bring you in, think about it, what a great thing it is to join the greatest club in the world at the age of 18......"

"Mamadou, I have done everything I can, and now, it is your turn to show for your future, do as I say, and make trouble like that madman, I have made an appointment with a reporter from The Sun for you......"

"Damn damn it, that guy is really a madman...... We must not show weakness! ”

"The negotiations failed...... But it's okay, Mamadou, believe me, I will definitely take you to a great club, and at this time, you must cooperate with me......"

"Don't have any psychological burden, you're just working hard for your future, this world is like this, for yourself, no one is sorry for ......"

The words that the agent Quareos Rocca once said, one by one, came to Sacco's mind, and the French teenager held his hands tightly, yes, no one in this world is sorry for anyone...... But, yourself, you must be worthy of yourself!

I don't regret it!

(To be continued)