Obviously, he was not very happy with this meal. After eating, Yang Feng said goodbye, as if he really came just to have such a meal.
Raoer sent Yang Feng out and said very apologetically: "I'm sorry, Yang, I didn't know this would happen. I hope it won't affect our friendship..."
"Of course not. There is nothing wrong with you, but..." Yang Feng shook hands with him, "I think I deserve better."
Raul tightened his hands, "Keep this confidence, Yang, I like the way you are now. A player, especially a forward, should have this kind of confidence. It will help you on the road of football." Go higher and further, I now believe that your performance in those two games was no accident, you are very close to success, brother."
"Yes, I can feel it," Yang Feng said, "I guess this is similar to the feeling you had after scoring the first goal at the Bernabeu."
Raul's eyes flashed with confusion.
How did you feel after scoring your first goal at the Bernabeu? When did you know clearly that you would be the number one person in the future? I can’t even remember clearly, I just know that the look in his eyes at that time was the same as Yang Feng’s now.
Inside, there is light.
Yang Feng made a fist with his right hand and hit his chest, "Don't show that old man's look of remembering the past. Look at you, you are as strong as a cow. Maybe you can wait until you retire with me."
"..." Raul shook his head, "Scoring goals can indeed change people. This is different from the impression I have of you."
"Then you have to learn to get used to it, because this is the real me..."
After a few more nonsense words, the two of them said goodbye reluctantly.
Although he rejected Carvajal, his contract did expire at the end of the season, and the club has also notified him that he will renew his contract. Although he is a second-generation man, Yang Feng does not think that he can outplay those people and find someone A capable agent is indeed an urgent need.
When I returned to Gelkirchen, I found a Mercedes-Benz G parked downstairs.
The rough and majestic body of the car immediately caught Yang Feng's attention, and he almost ignored the fat man who was leaning on the car and smoking.
A fat man who is famous in the football world, a vampire who even outshines Mendes in the agent world, Raiola.
Unlike Mendes, who mainly targets Portuguese players, Raiola's agents have tentacles all over the world, and this damn fat man has a very vicious vision. He has already taken action on many stars when they have just emerged and others are still hesitant to wait and see. He is more professional than many well-known scouts.
"Yang, or should I follow Chinese custom and call you Feng?" The fat man stepped forward, "Do you need me to introduce myself?"
"Of course not, Mr. Raiola, but I really didn't expect you to come to the door in person," Yang Feng said, "Have my cards reached this point?"
"Listen, you are a promising super star, and I am a famous agent who can turn new stars into superstars. Isn't it destined that we meet?"
"I just came back from a meeting with another agent and he said the same thing."
"Okay, I'm a little late. After all, I can't expect all my colleagues to be blind, but it seems like you didn't have a very pleasant chat?"
"It's true," Yang Feng said, "He puts himself too high, as if I am the one working for him."
“In my dictionary, there is no such thing as working for whom, there are only common goals and common interests,” Raiola said. “Don’t you invite me up for a drink?”
"I only have water and sports drinks there, which may not be to your taste."
"If it were me, I would prepare at least two bottles of champagne," Raiola said, "because I like the taste of victory."
He wanted to wait for Yang Feng to say "I like it too", and then follow up with "Then we are the same kind of people", and then it would be easier to chat. Unexpectedly, this kid just pretended to be deaf and dumb and just invited him up. Upstairs.
Raiola felt keenly that he seemed to be missing out on this kid.
Whether as a fan in his previous life or as a player in this life, Yang Feng has heard of this damn fat man's style, and because he has ten more years of memory, he understands fat pulling better than many people.
On the surface, Raiola says that he protects the interests of the players the most, but in fact he is trying to make money for himself without any bottom line. His representatives include Ibrahimovic, Pogba, Haaland, Donnarumma, Verratti, De Ligt, etc. , they are basically popular people in the transfer market every year, and most of them are good at doing things. Anyway, they just do everything possible to steal money from the club. This last point is definitely what all agents and players are doing. But what he did was the most shrewd and ugliest, and it made almost most wealthy families change their minds after hearing about it. He only had to pull the fat man.
The butt determines the head. From a player's point of view, Raiola did the right thing, but what makes many ambitious players murmur is that this guy has so many great players, and everyone is making a lot of money. There is a lot of money, but there is no Golden Ball or World Footballer.
Of course, he cannot bear all the blame. After all, something like the Golden Ball involves too many things, and the agent is only one aspect of it, but even from a metaphysical point of view, it makes people feel a little bit confused.
With such a prejudice, or a natural incompatibility in their outlook and temperament, the subsequent conversation between the two did not go as smoothly as LaViola expected.
"You don't seem to like me very much?" Raiola said, "Because of what? My reputation?"
"It seems you know."
"We are on the same side," Raiola emphasized. "Greedy, arrogance, hypocrisy, those are the labels they gave me, because I always stand with my players! Be realistic, brother! You You are no longer a kid in the youth team, you should already know the truth about this green world, or are you just unwilling to believe it?"
In Raiola's opinion, this child is a bit... naive?
It's just too idealistic, imagining the football world too beautifully.
Football, at the highest level, is belief and art, at the middle level, it is career and ideals, but at the lowest level, it is just business and games.
A player's entire career is valuable for only ten years at most, and his peak period is only a few years. If you don't take advantage of this time to earn enough benefits for yourself, how will you be able to maintain your life of drunkenness and drunkenness after you retire?
Dream?
"I come from a football desert and have met too many people who you call willing to stand on the same side as you. Destiny has given me a great gift, allowing me to have a future that countless people dream of. I don't think I can I should have wasted this gift..." Yang Feng said, "Actually, we are the same kind of people, but I am more greedy than you because I want more."
If Raiola is proficient in Chinese culture, he will definitely be able to translate this inexplicable gibberish very well: being a bitch and erecting a memorial arch at the same time!
It's a pity that everyone's communication was not in the same dimension at all. The final result was just a note left by Lapang, with a sense of long-lost frustration and a bit of joking in his tone, "When you change your mind, you can call me at any time." I."
After rejecting two well-known agents in a row, one of them is a giant among agents. Regardless of whether they are interested in his competitive strength or the commercial value behind it, the fact is that he is a little too conceited.
But as a cheater, I don’t even have the right to be picky, so I still open a woolly cheat.
When Yang Feng had already accepted his fate and was about to spend money to hire a professional lawyer and personally discuss the contract renewal issue with the club, another big boss heard about Feng.
