Chapter 204 Talk about it, talk about it, talk about it (please collect, red ticket)

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A rich gathering area outside Marseille. The private villa of Diouf, president of the Marseille Club.

"Zhang Yang, what are you thinking about?"

Fernandez looked at the silent publicity sitting on the sofa and asked.

What are you thinking about? I'm thinking about how much this villa will cost, and how much this sofa under my buttocks is worth. Your sister, rich people will really enjoy it!

Zhang Yang feels that the apartment he lives in now is already very good. Now he thinks, Nima, that's the dog kennel. No, it's not even as good as the kennel.

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at it again. Damn it, he was sure that the cost of the bathroom was several times that of his apartment. Looking at the wall of the living room, the golden light was shining. He had an impulse to cut out a piece and see if it was real gold or gold-plated.

Zhang Yang was packing up and preparing to return to China. He received a phone call from Fernandez in the morning, saying that he was summoned by the big boss Diouf.

Zhang Yang quickly followed Fernandez. However, he did not go to the chairman's office of the Verrodom Stadium, but to the sea-view villa on the outskirts of Marseille. As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yang was shocked by the luxury.

"Cough, coach, I'm a little nervous!" Zhang Yang smiled. In fact, he is not only nervous, but also a little jealous.

Fernandez looked at him doubtfully. It's not that he hasn't seen Mr. President. He's nervous.

"Ha ha, Zhang Yang, you have met Mr. Chairman, and you should know that he is still very easy to get along with. He is a generous and generous person.

Ganing and generous? Don't think I don't know. It was this old boy who didn't want to raise his salary at the beginning. If he hadn't done a good job, he would still be struggling to hold the basic salary contract. Fortunately, I conquered the old boy with my strength.

"Well, coach, we are here today..."

"Well, it's nothing. Mr. Chairman wants to see you, and that's..."

Before Fernandez finished speaking, Zhang Yang heard the sound. He looked up and someone came down the stairs upstairs.

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Zhang Yang quickly stood up. This is the chairman of the team. He is the big boss. Don't look at the 'old boy' in his heart, the 'old boy', the big boss is here, let alone talk about it, he has to serve him well. At least this attitude should be correct.

"Oh, oh, oh, let me bring my best young man over. - Ha, Zhang Yang, you did a good job!"

Diouf, the president of the Marseille Club, looked very happy. He took the initiative to reach out his hand, smiled and shook hands with Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was a little flattered and quickly held his hands respectfully. I'm very happy. Have you seen it? Now the treatment is different from before. Well, the feeling of being respected.

"Hello, Mr. Chairman, thank you for your praise."

"Haha! Good job, young man! Not bad!" Diouf said 'not bad' again. Zhang Yang's performance really made him very happy. Moreover, at this moment, he is very satisfied with Zhang Yang's attitude. Don't listen to those media say that this young man is all rumors. It's not that this boy is still very respectful to himself.

Diouf shook hands with Fernandez again.

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"Okay, let's all sit down. Zhang Yang, there are two things to ask you to come this time. First, thank you for your contribution to the team this season. The club decided to give you an extra 30% goal bonus.

What? Extra bonus! Great.

Zhang Yang is overjoyed! Boss, you are a good person! He began to think about it in his mind. He scored 33 goals this season, and the bonus for a goal is 20,000 euros. Well, this is 660,000 euros. Well, if it is 30%, it is 1980,000 euros. Tut, it's good, it's good.

"Ah!? Mr. Chairman! You are so generous!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Zhang Yang, this is your contribution to the team. This is the reward you deserve. It's nothing. Diouf waved his hand, although he still had a little pain with this little money. However, it's nothing. He likes publicity very much. Thinking of the young man's contribution to the team, he feels much more comfortable.

Seeing Zhang Yang's smile, Diouf and Fernandez took a look and smiled. This boy is a little money fan. The first time he talked about renewing the contract with Zhang Yang, he saw it. However, the two did not feel disgusted, but felt that the boy was more straightforward. It's true that you like money. No one will not like money, as long as you work hard to make money. Zhang Yang worked very hard and performed very well in training and in the game. How did he say that? He had a correct attitude. No one likes such a player.

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"Second, what do you think about the team's next season?"

Zhang Yang straightened his face and thought that this was the main topic today. Is this testing his own idea or something? Does the club know that Galliani called his agent Mendes?

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't speak, Fernandez smiled, "Zhang Yang, what do you think? The team will attach great importance to some of the players' suggestions."

Zhang Yang doesn't agree with his teacher's words. The team will respect the opinions of the players, but that must be the absolute core and super important kind... So, is he really important now? Although the boy himself thinks so, he is still very proud to confirm from the President and the coach. It's not easy. Is this a small world by yourself...

Zhang Yang thought for a moment. Anyway, he really doesn't have much heart to leave the Marseille team now. He doesn't dare so much first. Since they asked themselves some thoughts about the next season, it's a deal.

"Mr. Chairman, I think the team's defensive ability is a little poor now. Well... If our defense is better, we can go further." Zhang Yang said.

Fernandez nodded and said nothing.

Diuff laughed and asked, "Go further?"

"Well, we are the runner-up in the league this season. If we go further, it will be the champion." Zhang Yang said with a smile. He didn't hide his intention at all. In fact, there is nothing to hide. When facing the media, he also said publicly that he hoped that the team could win the championship next season. However, this time, he said it once in front of the President.

Diouf is very happy, not only because of his fighting spirit and desire to compete for the championship, but also because the young man still wants to compete for the championship in Marseille, which shows that he is not going to leave Marseille for the time being, which calms the Marseille club. Pills. Now they have to guard against it. I heard that AC Milan's bald-headed big bald man called Zhang Yang's agent. Marseille is a little nervous. They have to guard against Italians. The invitation of a rich family like AC Milan is fatal for young people. He asked Fernandez, who is Zhang Yang's kindness. The teacher did not dare to say whether his proud disciples would be moved by AC Milan's invitation.

"Haha, that's right, champion! It's the champion! Marseille needs a champion!" Diouf said with a smile.

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"Do you have any suggestions for the team's introduction?"

Zhang Yang was really stunned this time and asked himself this question? Can this be participated by one of his own players?

He is a rookie who has just entered the professional season. Naturally, he doesn't know that even for some rich players, those core players have a certain say in the team's introduction. And the team will more or less consider the ideas of the players to show respect.

"Well, it's nothing. You can say whatever you want. I always believe that only players know players best!"

Yes, such as Macleley, Maldini, Ferdinand, Cannavaro, Gattuso, these people are all OK! Zhang Yangxin said that these are the top defensive players or have strong interception ability in the midfield. However, he can guarantee that if he says these names, he doesn't know whether Mr. Chairman will kick him out. This is a slap in the face. How can Marseille dig up these people? Maldini is the captain of AC Milan, and Gattuso is the absolute main force of Milan. Those people are not able to dig the wall.

"Say it, it's nothing. Just think of it as casual chat." Diouf said.

Fernandez didn't say anything, and he didn't expect that Mr. Chairman would suddenly propose a candidate. On this point, Mr. President did not communicate with him before he came. Now it seems that Diouf really likes Zhang Yang and wants to completely retain Zhang Yang. Otherwise, this question will not be raised.

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Zhang Yang thought for a moment. It seemed that he didn't say a name. Today, he was hesitating to say any of the names of those superstars. Suddenly, a light came to his mind, and a name popped up. He blurted out, "Ma Wuba."

Diouf: "Huh? Ma Wuba? Is he the one from Bordeaux?

"Yes, he is a French midfielder in Bordeaux." Fernandez was stunned when he heard the name proposed by Zhang Yang. After thinking about it, he actually began to agree with it. This boy was really good. "He was once selected for the national team, but his performance was not very good. He was given up by Domenek, but his performance in the league was still quite excellent."

Diouf nodded, which he knew. In the last round of the team's league, Zhang Yang was almost frozen by Mavuba in the first half of the game against Bordeaux. He was still quite impressed. Zhang Yang's performance this season is extremely crazy. Ma Wuba can freeze Zhang Yang, which shows that his strength is good.

Moreover, Ma Wuba is only 22 years old and young, with great potential.

It's just that the Mr. Chairman and the coach look at each other - it's just that such an excellent young man, will Bordeaux sell it? Even if it is sold, the price can be imagined to be very high.

Zhang Yang stopped talking. He was drinking coffee there. That's what you asked me to say. I didn't say it, and I forced me to say it. Well, now, I said it, and you don't talk. What do you mean?

If you don't have money, don't be an old man.

Although he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly showed this. Well, Diouf, who always paid attention to the public expression, was angry. Mr. Chairman was angry and was despised by this boy. It was so abominable.

Mr. Chairman's face suddenly became hot.

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PS: The first update. Brothers, please collect this book.

Recommend the "Legendary Godfather" by good friend Bill Gai. Tang Feng, a football novelist, accidentally traveled from 2012 to Spain in 2000 when preparing the outline of the new book, and became the translator of Hiddink, the firefighting coach of the Real Betis team. Let's see how Tang Feng became the legendary godfather of the European football generation from a small translator with his advanced knowledge of football!