My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 218 Genius Catcher

It took N'Golo Kante a while to realize that what was happening in front of him was not an illusion.

"Gentlemen...I..."

Kanter opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there was only the sound of chewing on the dinner table, and no one paid attention to him.

Steve Walsh tore into the seafood in his mouth depressedly. He had worked so hard to come to France and fell in love with a player, only to have one player taken away from him.

Did they really not follow me?

The idea was so ridiculous that even Steve Walsh himself didn’t believe it.

He also kept comforting himself in his heart, maybe Mahrez and Kanter are mediocre players, and he has seen the shining points in them, but they may not be able to grow to high heights.

In the end, Leicester City lost nothing more than two mediocre players.

But why do I feel so unhappy?

Ever since these two annoying guys from Arsenal appeared, Steve Walsh had a strange premonition in his heart, that is, the potential of Mahrez and Kante may be more terrifying than he imagined.

To what extent will their strength reach?

Steve Walsh's judgment is that both Kanter and Mahrez have unique talents. Mahrez has an excellent sense of the ball, while Kanter's movement speed, prediction ability, and football intelligence are quite good.

Over time, they have a chance to become first-line players in the Premier League. If they are better, they can even reach the level of continental players.

Could it be...that they could be better than this?

Steve Walsh was getting more and more depressed as he thought about it. He picked up the glass and tried to get himself some beer.

Someone filled his cup.

Steve Walsh looked up in surprise, his face a little red, and he was breathing heavily.

"Steve, don't drink too much. You're not young anymore." Chen Yao poured the wine for him, "This is the last glass."

"..."

The old scout drank half a glass of beer and wiped his mouth.

"I don't know how you keep up with me, Mr. Coach." Steve Walsh burped. "If you fancy these two players yourself - I don't know what you do. Arrived."

"I have my own ways. I'm sorry, Steve. You know I can't follow you. But here's the thing, you've got your eye on two great talents, and so have I."

"Hey, you know what?" Steve Walsh said with a wry smile, "Many people in the football circle say you are a genius, and many people say you are lucky."

"What do you think?"

"I don't know which answer is, but I know that you must be one of the two."

"I said, Steve..." Chen Yao thought for a while and said, "Have you ever considered changing your job?"

"Change a job?"

"I have a Steve on my team too. Looks like you guys will make a great pairing."

Chen Yao said with a smile.

The Steve he was talking about was Arsenal's chief scout Steve Rowley, who together with another senior scout Francis Cagigao, became the two most famous players in Arsenal's scouting department.

Although agents, scouts, and data collectors all over the world allow any emerging talent to be discovered immediately, but as Dick Lowe said, traditional scouts still have their own unique features.

Because every player has unique characteristics, some of which can only be perceived by scouts who are also human.

Machines and data can’t do that.

Steve Walsh felt himself half sober when he realized it was a job offer. Chen Yaozai invited him to join the Arsenal scouting team.

"You are the most talented catcher I have ever seen. Steve, I can offer you a position as a senior scout. You will have the power to decide who you scout. You will have a network of scouts as your resources. If you like a player, you can talk to Mr. Law directly."

Chen Yao said and turned his attention to Dick Law.

Dick Law was confused. The direction of the plot was beyond his expectation. Why did he start poaching Leicester City scouts in the blink of an eye?

And is there anything special about this scout?

Just a scout for a Championship team, does he have any achievements worth boasting about?

As Arsenal's transfer director, Dick Law still has some arrogance from big clubs.

Being accustomed to dealing with all kinds of bad-looking agents, professional managers, and football directors, Dick Law didn't think highly of this slovenly old scout.

But since Chen Yao said this, Dick Law could only smile politely and said, "Yes, Steve, I'm looking forward to working with you."

Steve Walsh swallowed, and the black boy N'Golo Kante next to him said stupidly: "Mr. Walsh, great! Then we can be on the same team!"

This bastard, that’s not what I meant!

Steve Walsh cursed secretly, but when he thought about it, the job opportunities at Arsenal were indeed too tempting.

After working for various teams for [-] to [-] years, Steve Walsh has not never been to big clubs. He has worked for Chelsea for a long time, but he really has a certain status and dominance at Leicester. city.

What Chen Yao promised him was to make him a high-status scout with the authority to mobilize resources in Arsenal's scouting department.

Steve Walsh was moved.

Although Arsenal seems to have little money, their resources are unmatched by Leicester City.

He will have a platform and resources countless times wider than before to sign the players he wants to sign and build the talented team of his dreams.

"Let me... let me think about it."

Steve Walsh said hesitantly. Leicester City's Thai owner Vichai gave him a lot of trust, never interfered in the team's operation, and had great ambitions.

Therefore, his work at Leicester City was actually going quite smoothly, which was also a reason for his hesitation.

"Are you still hesitating? Steve?" Chen Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Opportunities are not always waiting for you."

"I...I..." This fifty-seven-year-old Irish man was speechless in front of a football coach who was nearly thirty years younger than him.

"Damn it." Steve Walsh drank the beer in his glass. "Mr. Coach, after I return to England, I will go through the formalities."

"It's a pleasure to be your colleague, Steve." Chen Yao smiled and hugged Steve Walsh with his left hand.

"You are also welcome to join Arsenal, N'Golo - I don't think you can refuse?"

"Of course not, sir, I'm so excited!"

Chen Yao smiled and hugged Kanter with his right hand.

"Okay, I'll discuss the contract and transfer fee." Dick Law sighed, "I'm really miserable."

"Thank you, Dick. Our trip to France was a success."

(End of this chapter)