Volume 1 The Gamer in Portugal Chapter 82 Brutally poached

Thursday morning, the sun was shining.

Bonatti drove his little Alto, as usual, on the road to the base.

Suddenly, a luxury Mercedes-Benz business car chased him from behind and forced him to stop on the side of the road.

"Brush!"

The car door opened, and a miserable white and slender palm, like a chicken claw, held the door frame.

When I looked again, a black brimmed hat emerged from the Mercedes.

"Pedro? How is he? Bonatti watched the other party get out of the car in confusion, feeling very worried.

"Bonatti, my genius, long time no see!"

The corners of Pedro's mouth hung with a wicked smile of villainy, and his eyes were unblinking, staring tightly at Bonatti's face.

"Hello, Pedro." Bonaty's smile was a little reluctant.

"Where are you going?" Pedro stepped forward and tapped his finger on the roof of the other man's car.

"I ...... Hang out, you've made a fortune? It's all on the Mercedes. ”

"Mercedes?" Pedro looked back at his car, his face even more smug.

"What's that, little meaning. Do you know why I came to you? ”

Bonaty shook his head, he wanted to leave.

"Then do you know how my Mercedes came about?"

"How?"

Pedro didn't feel Bonatti's impatience and pulled out a contract directly from his arms.

"Come on, sign it, and then you can drive this kind of car too."

Bonatti frowned and took the contract, only glanced at it, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Huh? 6000 euros per week! ”

"Not bad! That's 6,000 euros per week. ”

Pedro sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, the release fee you paid to the club seems to be 4 million euros. This money, we Porto out! ”

"You? Can you represent Porto? Bonatti was a little unconvinced, because he had been friends with the other party.

"Of course! I am now Mr. ConceiΓ§Γ£o's special assistant, helping him to identify talents. And you...... Hehe, we had a good relationship before, how about it? Would you like to thank me? ”

"I do appreciate you."

Bonatti's eyes flashed with hesitation.

His current weekly salary is only a pitiful 2,000 euros, and he is very reluctant to change to a good car.

However, once he signed this contract, it meant leaving Vixner, it meant leaving his brother, leaving Simon King, which he did not want.

"Don't thank me, of course...... If I could, I'd like to add a signing fee of 200,000 euros to the contract, but ...... Hehe......"

"But what?" Bonatti didn't understand.

Pedro whispered: "After the deed is done, how about sharing half of me?" ”

Bonatti smiled, Pedro ...... It's still that Pedro after all.

So, Bonatti politely stuffed the contract back into the other party's hand, started the car and said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I care more about feelings than income." ”

"What? Affection? ”

Pedro didn't expect Bonati to say such a thing, he always thought that these players in Vixerna had to stay in the team because they couldn't find a job.

But now, he has obviously opened more than three times the contract, and the other party has refused!

"You've figured it out! Don't be embarrassed! ”

Looking at the departing Alto, Pedro was extremely angry.

And Bonatti's voice came from near to far: "For the sake of past friendships, I won't report your words to the Football Association, but from this moment on, we are not friends anymore." ”

Pedro was furious and jumped on the Mercedes to chase after him, but after a second thought, he had a new idea in his mind.

As for Bonatti, he immediately called his wife's phone.

"My dear...... I'm so uncomfortable. ”

As he recounted what had happened, his wife comforted, "Bonatty, you are good, and I support your decision." ”

"But...... After all, that's 6,000 euros a week, and there is a signing fee of 100,000 yuan. ”

"No, that's not 6,000 euros, that's selling souls...... Have you forgotten what you said! ”

"What?"

"I, Bonatty, want to make a world for Simon King and for all the underestimated people in the world!"

Bonatti smiled, and his wife's affirmation and support allowed him to get out of the temptation of money.

"You're right darling, I love you."

After hanging up, Bonatty called Simon King.

"Sir, guess who I just met?"

Simon King's tone on the phone was a little lost, and he sighed: "Don't tell me, you met Pedro!" ”

"Wow! You're God! ”

"I'll ...... How much does he pay you a week? ”

"6000 a week, not ...... How do you know? ”

"Did you say yes?"

"Of course not! Let's talk about going to the Champions League together! ”

Simon King breathed a sigh of relief on the phone and said excitedly: "Thank you, brother, I promise you that I will definitely let you transfer to a club with a weekly salary of more than 20,000 yuan." ”

Bonati laughed and said, "Okay, I'll wait...... But, how do you know? ”

"Don't mention it...... Simon King sighed, "Do you know why Rashid and Anderson didn't come back to practice?" ”

"Isn't it that you can't come back from vacation?"

"Nope! They accepted Pedro's contract and moved to Porto. I also just learned that the other party paid the penalty directly, and did not even discuss it with the club. ”

"Holy shit! These two traitors! "Bonatti was very angry.

"You can't say that, everyone has their own aspirations. Alright, you come to train first, let's meet. ”

Hanging up the phone, Simon King's chest ached.

Rashid's departure, he can understand, the other party is a substitute, and at the same time Iraqi, who came out to play for money.

But for Anderson, he was really surprised.

But what frustrated him even more was Anderson's passing ability at centre-back, which he needed most.

"System, let's search for the centre-backs."

"Ding! Ask the host to enter the key attributes......"

Moments later, Simon King handed over a list of four men to Fence La.

Fence La's face was heavy, and he comforted: "It's okay Kim, we will find a replacement." ”

Simon King nodded, turned away without saying a word.

Fencera immediately contacted the club where the player was playing and offered a higher price than usual.

"Right...... Right, right...... We are Vixena. ”

"What? Don't trade with us? Why? ”

"Don't like Simon King?"

"No, Kim is just telling the truth."

"What? Inconvenient to tell me? ”

"Can I add money?"

After a few phone calls, none of the clubs were willing to trade with Vichena, which made Gilsera feel a little unusual.