Chapter 367: Negotiation
The corridors are full of photographs, Didier Deschamps, Mark Hughes, Dennis Wise, George Weah.
Many stars Tang Zhenglong don't know each other at all.
Seeing the end, Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, a huge photo of Abu.
Peter Kenyon laughed: "Of course, none of the heroes in front of me can compare to this big hero, and he is the one who changed Chelsea. β
Tang Zhenglong and Raiola looked at each other, and there was really something more shameless than himself.
Arriving at Peter Kenyon's office, negotiations officially began.
Of course, it's not about starting from scratch, it's about finalizing some details.
With an annual salary of Β£2 million after tax, Raiola insisted on not letting go, and Peter Kenyon also accepted it.
However, on the issue of image rights, the two sides have serious differences.
Tang Zhenglong means that the portrait right must be in his own hands and has nothing to do with the club, while Peter Kenyon believes that Tang Zhenglong's portrait right should belong to the club.
Β£2 million a year and my image rights? What a beautiful thought!
The two sides were at a stalemate, and Peter Kenyon stood up and poured two cups of coffee, giving them to Tang Zhenglong and Raiola respectively.
"Don, the club is a whole, we can't make an exception for you alone, even if it's Balak, you can hand over the image rights the same."
"Did Ballack become the top scorer in the UEFA Cup?"
"And what about Drogba? Half of his image rights are also Chelsea's, so if we make an exception for you, then everybody will come to me to renegotiate the contract, do you think I'm going to let that happen? β
That's when Raiola's cell phone rang.
"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."
"Who?"
"Arsène (Arsene Wenger), haha, later, we're still at the airport, I'll look for you later, wait for me for an hour."
Peter Kenyan's face is green, and the dead fat man is playing this with me.
However, Peter Kenyon usually deals with the most thief agents in Europe, and he is not a vegetarian.
So Peter Kenyon laughed and said, "Mino, don't pretend, my office is blocked from cell phone signal." β
Be dumbfounded.
Tang Zhenglong and Raiola were completely dumbfounded.
Tang Zhenglong picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, and sure enough, there was no signal.
"What a thief!!"
Raiola was super embarrassed and said with a dry smile: "Peter, I admit that the phone call just now is fake, but the thing is true, Arsenal did contact me, if we can't talk here, then we will go to Arsenal to continue talking, I think the French will be happy to meet Tang Zhenglong's request." β
Peter Kenyon admits that it is not only Chelsea who are eyeing Tang Zhenglong, let alone the Premier League, even in London City, at least Arsenal and Tottenham have the ability to meet all Tang Zhenglong's requirements.
Seeing that the other party was stunned, Raiola and Tang Zhenglong immediately dragged it up, what if there was no signal! Lao Tzu still needs a signal to call??
"Okay, thanks for the coffee, Don, let's go."
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Peter Kenyon stood up, "Half of the image rights, that's my bottom line, otherwise you guys go." β
Raiola is a master negotiator, and he knows that this is indeed Peter Kenyon's bottom line, and he can't push people too hard.
"Okay, half portrait rights."
The contract is signed for 4 years and the liquidated damages are 60 million pounds.
Neither Raiola nor Tang Zhenglong have any opinion on this.
Peter Kenyon said, "Now let's talk about labor certification. β
"That's no problem with my Tang, the Asian Cup will start soon, as long as he leads the Chinese team to win the Asian Cup, then all the problems will be solved."
Peter Kenyon was stupid.
"Is the Asian Cup your girlfriend? You said take it home and take it home? β
Peter Kenyon laughed dryly: "If that's the case, of course it's the best, but as far as I know, the strength of the Chinese team is average, so we have to have a second plan." β
"Second option?"
Tang Zhenglong smiled: "I didn't expect Chelsea to use the quota of the genius clause for me, it's too polite!" β
"yes, I thought the club would give the talent clause to other players, not Tang Zhenglong, it seems that I thought too much." Raiola laughed.
Peter Kenyan's face darkened, "You two are thinking too much, Jose is not going to use the genius clause for Tang Zhenglong." β
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"Okay, so what's the second option?"
"If Tang Zhenglong can't get a labor certificate, then he will go to Moscow to play football first, and our owner also owns a club in Russia - CSKA Moscow."
Tang Zhenglong was shocked, "Let's go, don't pretend to call this time, there's no need to talk, I'm mixed from Germany to Russia!" Why don't you just rent me out to an African team!! β
"Don, CSKA is a team that can play in the Champions League."
"I don't care, I don't go to Russia, that place is poor and broken."
"Our boss is Russian, can you say that??"
Raiola held down Tang Zhenglong's desolate power, "Don't get excited, young man, the Russian girl is very beautiful." β
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"Really?"
Tang Zhenglong calmed down.
"Russian women are famous."
"You didn't say it sooner."
Ahem, ahem!
Peter Kenyon saw that the topic of the two was seriously off-topic, and coughed a few times.
Tang Zhenglong clasped his hands around his chest and looked unhappy, "Okay, I can accept going to Russia for half a year, even if it helps Russians improve their football level." β
Peter Kenyon froze, aren't you for the Russian girl? He found that Tang Zhenglong was thicker than Raiola's skin.
Peter Kenyon laughed dryly, "That's good. β
"Of course, we hope that this doesn't happen and that Don can get his labor certification."
"If Don plays in the Asian Cup and successfully gets his Premier League labour certificate, then we will loan Don to Everton for half a season."
This is very reasonable, Everton is a mid-table team in the Premier League, playing there, Tang Zhenglong can get a better workout and quickly integrate into the Premier League.
"Then who will pay my salary for half a year?"
'You don't have to worry about it, the club will negotiate with Everton, and of course most of it will be for us.
Tang Zhenglong nodded, anyway, it's good that he doesn't suffer.
"Don, let me remind you, our boss is a very arrogant person, you must not talk nonsense."
"Talking nonsense? How is it possible, my mouth is tight. β
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Peter Kenyan remembered what Tang Zhenglong had just said, and was a little worried, if this guy hurt Abu in public, it would not be a joke.
After leaving Chelsea Football Club, Tang Zhenglong and Raiola were ready to find a better restaurant to eat.
"Tang, are you confident that you will lead the Chinese team to win the Asian Cup? Otherwise, you'll have to go to Moscow to play. β
"How do I know, it's my first time in the national team."
"Well, why don't I go to Moscow and find you a good house."
Tang Zhenglong nodded, "By the way, the girl's matter ......"
"Then wait until you're sure you're going to Moscow."