Sun Xiang shook Sang Leyi's hand in the same kindness and greeted him modestly.

But at this time, deep down in his heart,

"Thornley?"

"Arsenal?"

"Negotiator?"

"Do I know him?"

"Isn't my transfer negotiated?"

"His watch looks good.....

"It seems that Samrij came this time to reconcile the problems between Arsenal and Wolfsburg." Raiola said from the side.

"Question, what's the problem?" Sun Xiang was a little puzzled, the problem he could know was nothing more than his own transfer problem, but at that time, this had been put into practice, and there should be no more mistakes.

Raiola motioned for Sun Xiang to sit down first.

"Coffee? Or fruit juice? Raiola walked over to the small table, on which were all sorts of bottles, and a small pot for making coffee.

"Coffee, thank you."

After a while, Raiola came over with a coffee pot, poured it for Sun Xiang, and then refilled a cup for Sun Xiang's side.

It looks like the two of them were drinking coffee before.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Thornley, tell Sun about it again. Putting the coffee pot back in place, Raiola sat across from Sun Xiang.

"Okay. That's right, Wolfsburg........."

In half an hour, Samrij recounted the whole transfer incident and the reason why he came.

Sun Xiang listened carefully at first, and then his face obviously changed slightly, until he finally let out a long sigh, and then lowered his head.

As soon as Sang Leyi was about to speak, he was stopped by Raiola on the side, who made a "shhhhh

After about 10 minutes, the coffee placed next to Sun Xiang had already lost its residual heat, and Sun Xiang slowly raised his head at this time.

"Raiola, what do you think I should do?"

"What do you think?" Raiola asked.

"Concentrate on playing."

Hearing Sun Xiang's answer, Raiola nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right, just focus on playing your ball and leave the transfer to Samley. I've worked with him before, and I still recognize his ability. ”

"The person the professor has a crush on is really right, at this time is the time to reflect a person's professional cultivation, it is obvious that Sun is a good boy." Sang Leyi also smiled with satisfaction, it seemed that he was really worth the trip.

When he first arrived in Wolfsburg, Sang Ley thought about whether to communicate with the person concerned, that is, Sun Xiang, first, but out of consideration for the players and some concerns about himself, he still chose to talk to Sun Xiang's agent Raiola first, so he agreed to meet here tonight.

As soon as the two met, Raiola offered to call Sun Xiang together, thinking that his players should know about it.

Sang Ley didn't deny it, because he had thought so too.

But this 17-year-old boy still gave Sang Leyi a big shock, and in his impression, there are not a few players who became famous at a young age and therefore have high spirits, especially those like Sun Xiang who have such achievements at this age. Unexpectedly, after meeting Sun Xiang, his modesty and calmness made him completely unable to imagine that this was a 17-year-old child.

In his heart, he had to admire Wenger's vision. Before leaving, Wenger also told him, "Don't worry, Sun must be a good boy, I can guarantee it", at first he thought it was just a follow-up, but he didn't expect it to be the case.

He found himself starting to like the kid a little bit as well.

After the two left, Sang Ley began to prepare for this matter, he sorted out all the information in his hands, and vowed to solve the transfer perfectly.

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After returning home, Sun Xiang was planted on the sofa, and he couldn't believe what happened just now.

"The club actually repented??"

Although he said that he just wanted to concentrate on playing football, since it happened and he knew about it, he had to worry about it, even if it was not something he could control.

He rolled over, took out his phone from his trouser pocket, and opened WeChat, which he hadn't opened often until now.

There are still so many red dots inside, and Sun Xiang still chooses to ignore them.

He wanted to find someone to talk to, and he was alone in the house all day long, and it was even a little scary to be quiet at night.

He found Zhang Le's avatar, hesitated, and didn't click on it.

It should be early in the morning in China now, and you won't be able to see the news if you send it, so forget it.

Flipping through it, Sun Xiang slid to Wang Jing's chat window at the end.

Now Sun Xiang and Wang Jing chat is basically a phone call or afternoon teaching time, and Wang Jing also knows how difficult it is to develop the habit of Sun Xiang looking at his mobile phone, so he simply gave up chatting on WeChat.

Sun Xiang clicked in, thought about it for a long time, and finally sent two words, "Are you there?" ”

It didn't take long for his phone to ring, and Wang Jing replied to the message.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I??" Sun Xiang wondered if he had sent the wrong person? If you look closely, it's right, it's Wang Jing.

"I'm Sun Xiang."

"Are you Sun Xiang?" Wang Jing first asked a question, and then replied: "Impossible, you are not Sun Xiang!" ”

"Why?"

"Because Sun Xiang won't send WeChat!"

Sun Xiang almost laughed out loud when he looked at his phone, it seemed that Wang Jing just wanted to tease himself.

"Is there something wrong with you, otherwise you wouldn't have suddenly sent WeChat."

"You're so smart, there's something wrong with you." Sun Xiang replied.

"If you have anything to say, I don't have a night self-study today, big sister, I can be your psychological enlightenment teacher for free!" Then a cute emoji was added.

"Haha, then please ask Mr. Wang to bother more."

"Let's talk about it, Mr. Wang doesn't like flamboyant students."

Sun Xiang replied with a mischievous expression, and then said:

"Well... Tell me a story. There was a collector who bought a painting from the market at a very low price, and as time went on, more and more people thought that the painting was very likely to be an authentic work, but no one dared to authenticate it. Later, a merchant also took a fancy to the painting and planned to buy it for nearly ten times the price for which the collector bought it, but only if he could only pay the ordinary fee in advance. And the collector thought that such a price was enough, and he happily sold it. And the first thing the merchant did after buying it back was to have the painting appraised, and it turned out to be genuine, and the price was much higher than the merchant's bid. ”

Somehow the matter reached the ears of the collector, and at this point the collector regretted it, so he approached the merchant and planned to cancel the transaction. He can return the businessman's upfront payment. But the businessman refused, so the two began to fight non-stop. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Xiang's story was finished, and then he sent another message.

"If you were the painting, who would you choose to be your master."

After waiting, Sun Xiang finally waited for Wang Jing's reply, but Wang Jing's reply surprised Sun Xiang.