Chapter 113: Nesta's Temptation (Part II)

The next day, in a café in central Rome, Zhuang Mingge met Nesta and his agent.

However, after briefly introducing themselves to each other, Zhuang Mingge was surprised to find that Nesta's agent was actually his brother, Fernando Nesta.

Zhuang Mingge did not have much impression of Fernando Nesta, he only remembered that Fernando himself helped his younger brother set up his own personal website very early, and later became the manager of many football stars' personal websites.

At the beginning, when operating Nesta's transfer, Zhuang Mingge did not think of this "Fernando", and after remembering some deeds of this Nesta's brother, Zhuang Mingge began to have new ideas.

For a long time, there was one thing that bothered Zhuang Mingge, but there was no way to solve it, that is, the information center in Florence has not been established for a long time, and the physiotherapy center, which is also affiliated with the experimental center, has been operating under the leadership of Thomas Carter and Aaron Nelson for more than a year.

It's not that Zhuang Mingge is unwilling to invest in the information center, but Zhuang Mingge, who doesn't know anything about computer programming, doesn't know where to start. He knew the general development trend of the network and computer in the future, and he also knew from memory what aspects should be started in order to set up an information center. However, in terms of recruiting professionals, Zhuang Mingge has no way, because there is no shortage of people in Florence in this regard, but the club has no talent in this area at all!

Although Zhuang Mingge does not know what Fernando's computer level is, in Zhuang Mingge's view, this Fernando is undoubtedly one of the people who has long recognized the unique advantages of the Internet, a new thing, in the process of information dissemination.

People with this kind of vision can already be called talents.

And, since Fernando was later able to manage his brother's personal website with other stars, he must have had some knowledge of computer networks and knew the talent for it.

Zhuang Mingge, who had long thought about how to seize the Internet as an information platform as soon as possible when the network application was not yet popular, finally met an "expert" who seemed to have mastered the computer network, and after simply greeting each other, he took the lead in sending an invitation to Fernando, who was still a telecommunications company employee (the agent was only a cameo).

After hearing the news, Fernando, who received Zhuang Mingge's invitation, was stunned for a while, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and his younger brother looked at each other happily, as if he was excited that his brothers had the opportunity to join Florence at the same time, and readily agreed to Zhuang Mingge's invitation.

It seems that the relationship between the two brothers is quite good, since the big nesta is in hand, so the small one should not be a problem, Zhuang Mingge observed the change in the expressions of the brothers opposite, and thought to himself.

Nesta's path to football can be said to be accidental, but it is also inevitable. When he was eight years old, Nesta suffered from frequent pain in his back for unknown reasons, and later it hurt so much that he couldn't sleep well.

At first, Nesta's parents thought something was wrong with his bones and were very worried. Fortunately, after an examination in the hospital, it was found that it was only because Nesta grew too fast that his bones were not strong enough to keep up with the development of his body, so the doctor at that time recommended that Nesta engage in several sports activities to exercise his bones, and Nesta Jr. chose football.

Nesta also did not expect that this decision would affect his life.

Nesta's father decided to send him to a soccer school not far from home, but the timid Nesta didn't dare go to the school full of able-bodied kids. So little Nesta came up with the idea of having his brother Fernando, who was several years older than him, go to football school with him, so that he would not be afraid of being bullied by others, even in case of a fight in a conflict, he would have a helper. Fernando agreed to his brother's request, and although he was quickly eliminated from football school due to his lack of talent, the incident is enough to show that the Nesta brothers have a deep bond.

Nesta then began to show his talent at the football academy, with AS Roma being the first to come to the door and ask for Nesta's signing.

When the AS Roma staff came to Nesta's house to negotiate the terms, Nesta Jr. asked them "what can my father get in this contract", to which the Roma man replied: "Your father will not get a lira from us, but you can go on the road of a professional footballer".

Nesta Jr. didn't like the tone of their speech and didn't like the answer, so he rejected Roma, believing that his family did not have the least respect from each other, and Nesta passed by Roma because of this.

Therefore, Zhuang Mingge understands that even if there is no "accident factor" of Fernando before, if he wants to "buy" Nesta's heart, arranging a good job for his family is what he must do.

There is nothing to say about the contract, the salary is eight thousand dollars a week, and the contract is signed for five years. The annual salary increases by 10% every year, and in terms of image rights, there is advertising revenue introduced by Fiorentina, and the club and the players are divided in half; All revenue from advertisements in which players contact themselves goes to the players themselves.

After negotiating the contract issue, Zhuang Mingge also promised to find Nesta's father a spare job in the team.

"I don't think there's a problem." Hearing Zhuang Mingge's conditions, Fernando stood up and stretched out his right hand to Zhuang Mingge: "As long as Lazio agrees, I don't think Alejandro will have any problems, right, brother?" ”

Nesta smiled shyly, "Me? Of course there is no problem......"

Zhuang Mingge also stood up and shook Fernando's hand: "In this regard, I promise that there will be no problems, we can sign the contract tomorrow, and when it is reported to the Football Association for approval, this contract will be officially effective." ”

"That's right, Alessandro." Zhuang Mingge suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you have any thoughts on the incident where you accidentally injured Gascoigne before?" ”

As soon as Zhuang Mingge said this, the atmosphere on the table suddenly looked a little awkward, Fernando looked at his younger brother nervously, and he also knew that the impact of this incident was not ordinary......

After all, the average club thinks, you can tackle Gascoigne today, but what about tomorrow? The team can't afford to toss you around......

I saw Nesta bow her head, silent for a while, and then slowly spoke:

'Even though Gascoigne kept telling me it wasn't my fault when I was on a stretcher, I knew for the first time that defenders can hurt people. Although some players will defend themselves after making such a move, they will say that it is for the sake of the team's victory, but I think that if this will make it impossible for a player to get on the pitch, then the championship trophy will be overshadowed. Nesta said this, raising his head and looking at Zhuang Mingge, "Now, I can assure you that I will not seriously hurt any more players because of tackles!" ”

"Very good, ambitious." Zhuang Mingge applauded Nesta's declaration and said, "Now, as the president of Fiorentina FC, I welcome you to the team, Alessandro." ”

"I am honoured, Mr. President."

Looking at Nesta in front of him, Zhuang Mingge's heart blossomed.

Nesta, I took it!

PS1: Yesterday, we went out to dinner with my classmates, and we tossed until nine o'clock in the evening, and I really didn't have time to code words, so forgive me......

PS2: I'm graduating lately, and all sorts of trivial things......

PS3: There will be at least one chapter a day, and you can only see the providence of God......