My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 7 Blackmailing Sanlei

"Add money?"

Sanllehi couldn't help laughing, his fat face twitching.

"What qualifications do you have to ask me to increase money? Cesc Fabregas's heart is already here, and it is impossible for him to play for you. Even if you want to force him to keep him, he will still leave when the contract expires."

"At that time..." Sanllehi said with a sneer, "He will just leave freely, and you guys won't get a single point."

"Really?" Chen Yao laughed, "It's okay, Cesc Fabregas still has a three-year contract renewal clause, don't worry, we will activate it."

"Do you think we are so short of money? Will we let go of our core for your shabby transfer fee? Impossible, Raul, you misread us."

Chen Yao leaned closer to Sanlieu, "At the beginning of this year, we beat you. Barcelona is not as strong as it looks. Keeping Fabregas, we can definitely enter the Champions League and go further. Even in one season The income from the Champions League is also higher than the small transfer fee you gave."

"As for Cesc Fabregas, if he is unwilling to play or even skip training, then he can go to the U23s."

Chen Yaoyun said calmly.

"Oh, by the way, Dick." He turned to look at the old gentleman, "Do you want something to drink?"

"...I don't like you calling my name very much." The old gentleman raised his forehead.

"Okay Dick. Waiter, give us two glasses of this..."

Sanlleyi looked at the two people who were indifferent in front of him, his expression was calm, but his heart was filled with doubts.

Are they bluffing?Probably.The Emirates Stadium has sucked Arsenal's finances dry and they are certainly under pressure.

But does Fabregas really have to sell?uncertain.

Just like Chen Yao said, Arsenal reaching the Champions League means an income of at least 500 million pounds.This is already higher than the transfer fee offered by Barcelona.

And Fabregas still has three years left on his contract.After three years, will Fabregas really not change his mind?not necessarily.

Sanllehi remembers that after Barcelona was beaten by Arsenal, coach Guardiola told him that Arsenal had the potential to knock his team down technically, and Fabregas, it was Arsenal who did it all. The essential.

Xavi, Barcelona's core midfielder, is 31 years old. Even if his position is a relatively non-physical midfielder, it's time to find a successor for him.

Now, the entire European football world regards Fabregas as Xavi's successor, and the same is true within Barcelona.

Barcelona's direct descendants from La Masia are all looking forward to Fabregas.

If I fail to complete this seemingly easy transaction...

"Oh, Raul."

Chen Yao took a sip of his coffee, pointed at the Sun newspaper on the table, and said with a smile, "You probably won't believe the news you read."

Sanlei snorted, "I find it hard to believe."

"Really?" Chen Yao said pleasantly, "That's great. Coincidentally, before coming here, I also contacted a few tabloid paparazzi, and now, they may be taking pictures around here."

"Fake." Sanllehi turned pale and looked around, "You bastard."

"Yeah." Chen Yao smiled, "If the deal doesn't come through, I also have a story to give to my journalist friends."

"Do you think they prefer to hear 'incompetent negotiator misses out on Harvey's successor' or 'greedy negotiator passes up La Masia talent for petty gain'?"

"If you let the Barcelona supporters know that Arsenal officials came all the way to negotiate with you, but you sacrificed the interests of Barcelona and Cesc Fabregas because of greed, incompetence and arrogance, you think your status in the team will be damaged. how?"

Sanliei's face turned blue and pale, as a seasoned veteran, he had already heard Chen Yao's implication.

He is using Barcelona's power struggle and his own environment to put pressure on himself.

But Sanllehi is also keenly aware that Chen Yao has revealed his trump card: Fabregas can be sold, but not cheaply.

Without this meeting, it would be nonsense for Arsenal to make up stories.You can grind yourself slowly and wait and see the changes.

But since this meeting was recorded, Sanlei has no doubt that as long as Chen Yao is willing to do something, rumors about him will spread all over the streets of Catalonia tomorrow.

Then, Sanllehi, who followed Laporta and Rosell into the Barcelona management and has no foundation of his own, is likely to be expelled from the core management under the pretext of this, and has since become the Barcelona executive with him. Dreams missed.

The soul is light, the animals are shameless!

Sanlei cursed in his heart.

"Ahem... Having said that, Raul, what matters to you is not how much you spent, but how many transactions you made, right?"

Chen Yao continued to seduce Sanlieu with a smile.

"Barcelona is not short of money, and the money has nothing to do with you. The fans don't care how much you spend, they only care who you bring back."

"You need reputation, you need status, you need achievement...and all these only require a hell of a lot of money - and you don't have to pay for it - wouldn't you want to?"

Sanliei really wanted to cover his ears, but he knew that Chen Yao was right.

This dilemma is actually very simple. He, Sanlei, is willing to sacrifice the interests of the team and buy a player back at a high price to achieve his own reputation.

Chen Yao passed the conflicts between Arsenal and Barcelona, ​​Arsenal and Fabio onto himself.

In Shangyanshang, Sanllehi did not get angry after all, but smiled bitterly.

"Wait for me to make a call."

The fat man moved his body with difficulty, came to the corner, and dialed the number.

"Hello... Pep, hi. I just want to ask you one thing, do you need Cesc Fabregas?"

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"Forty-five million pounds, of which 500 million will be paid in one lump sum, 3000 million will be paid in installments, and there will be 1000 million floating clauses. Plus the second transfer sharing clause and the preferential repurchase clause. In addition, Arsenal also has the right to withdraw Marcia took away two young players..."

Dick Law muttered to himself, "Chen, you really did a good job of blackmailing Sanlei."

"But I just want to know how you got in touch with the tabloid paparazzi. As far as I know, you've never had anything to do with these 'media people'."

"Oh, I lied to Sanlei."

Chen Yao smiled and said, "It's just a sudden inspiration."

"Hmm." The old gentleman Dick Law nodded helplessly, "I can only trust you."

"That's right Dick. When you go to finalize the final agreement with Barcelona, ​​go to the youth training camp and ask me for these people."

Chen Yaosai gave Dick Law a note and said, "Hurry up and pick people up, they may not all be there."

Dick Law unfolded the note. There were two names on it.

"Hector Bellerin, Mauro Icardi... Who are these people..."

"What about you? Where are you going next?" Dick Law asked.

"Me?" Chen Yao smiled, "I'm going to Italy for a trip."

(End of this chapter)