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Chapter 204 Talk, talk, talk, red ticket)

(Today's first update, Zhutou begs you to collect. Everyone supports Zhutou very much, Zhutou is very touched. I want to write well.)

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A wealthy gathering area outside Marseille. The private villa of Marseille club chairman Diouf.[]

"Zhang Yang, what are you thinking?"

Fernandez asked, looking at Chang Yang who was sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

What are you thinking? You are thinking about how much this villa costs, and you are thinking about how much the sofa under your butt is worth. Your sister, rich people can really enjoy it!

Zhang Yang felt that the apartment he lived in was already very good. Now he felt that, damn, that's the dog kennel, no, even the dog kennel is not as good as it is.

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at it again. He was sure that the cost of the bathroom was several times that of his apartment. Looking at the walls of the living room, the golden light shining. He had the urge to pick one off and take a bite to see if it was real gold or gold plated.

Zhang Yang was packing his luggage and preparing to return to China. In the morning, he received a call from Fernandez, saying that the big boss Diouf was summoned.

Zhang Yang quickly followed Fernandez, but he did not go to the president's office of the Villodem Stadium, but came to the sea view villa outside Marseille. As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yang was shocked by the luxury.

"Ahem, coach, I'm a little nervous!" Zhang Yang laughed. In fact, he was not only nervous, but also a little jealous.

Fernandez looked at him in confusion. This kid, it’s not that he had seen Mr. Chairman before, that’s not so nervous.

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

Zhang Yang grinned, generous and generous? Don’t think I don’t know. This old boy was unwilling to give him a raise. If he hadn’t performed well, he would probably still be holding a basic salary contract. Fortunately, he conquered this old boy with his strength.

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

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

Before Fernandez finished speaking, Zhang Yang heard the sound. He looked up and saw someone descending from the stairs upstairs.

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Zhang Yang quickly stood up. This is the chairman of the team, the big boss. Don’t look at the words "old boy" in his heart, the words "old boy". The big boss is here, so don’t say it well. At least this attitude must be correct.

"Oh oh oh, let you bring my best boy here. - Ha, Zhang Yang, you did a good job!"

Marseille Club Chairman Diouf seemed very happy. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Zhang Yang with a smile. Zhang Yang was a little flattered and quickly held his hands respectfully. He was very happy. Did you see that the treatment is different now than before. Well, the feeling of being respected.

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

"Haha! Good, young man! Not bad!" Diouf said again, "No," Zhang Yang's performance really made him very happy. Moreover, he was very satisfied with Zhang Yang's attitude at this moment. Don't listen to the media saying that this young man is doing so. They are spreading rumors. I didn't see that this boy is very respectful to him.

Diouf shook hands with Fernandez again.

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

What? Extra bonus! Great.

Zhang Yang was overjoyed! Boss, you are a good person! He began to forget about it in his heart. He scored thirty-three goals this season, and the prize for a goal was 20,000 euros. Well, that's 660,000 euros. Well, if 30%, that's 198,000 euros. Tsk, not bad, not bad.

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

"Haha, it's okay. Zhang Yang, this is your contribution to the team, this is the reward you deserve, nothing." Diouf waved his hand, and although he still felt a little painful for the little money. However, it was nothing. He liked Zhang Yang very much. Thinking of the contribution this young man made to the team, he felt much more comfortable.

Seeing Zhang Yang smile, Diouf and Fernandez looked at him and smiled. This kid is a little treasure fan. He saw it when he first discussed the contract renewal with Zhang Yang. However, the two did not feel disgusted. Instead, they thought that this kid was more straightforward. It is right to like money, no one would dislike money, as long as you are willing to work hard to make money. Zhang Yang worked very hard and performed well in training and games. How could he say that, his attitude was correct. No one disliked such a player.

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

Zhang Yang's face turned right, thinking that this is the main topic today, is this testing his own ideas or what? Does the club know that Galliani called his agent Mendes?

Seeing Zhang Yang not speaking, Fernandez smiled, "Zhang Yang, you can say anything you have. The team will attach great importance to some of the players' suggestions."

Zhang Yang doesn't agree with his mentor's words. The team will respect the players' opinions, but that must be the absolute core and super important kind... So, I am really important now? Although this kid also thinks so, he is still very proud of confirming it from the Chairman and the coach. It's not easy. Is this considered himself making a small world...

Zhang Yang thought about it and said nothing, he didn't have much intention to leave the Marseille team anyway, so he didn't dare to do that much. Since they asked about some of their thoughts about next season, let's talk about it.

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

Fernandez nodded and said nothing.

Diouf laughed, and he asked, "Go ahead?"

"Well, we are the league runner-up this season. If we go further, it will be the championship." Zhang Yang said with a smile. He did not hide his meaning at all. In fact, there is nothing to hide. When facing the media, he also publicly stated that he hoped the team could win the championship next season. However, this time he was officially speaking to the Chairman.

Diouf was very happy, not only because of Zhang Yang's fighting spirit and the championship, but also because since this young man still wants to compete for the championship in Marseille, it means that he does not plan to leave Marseille for the time being, which gave Marseille a reassurance. Now they have to be careful. He heard that the bald bald man in AC Milan called Zhang Yang's agent. Marseille was a little nervous. They had to guard against Italians. The invitation of a wealthy family like AC Milan is a fatal temptation for young people. He asked Fernandez, even Zhang Yang's mentor, he dared not say whether his proud disciple would be moved when facing AC Milan's invitation.

"Haha, that's right, the 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 signings?"

Zhang Yang was really stunned this time and actually asked himself this question? Can this be participated by a player?

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

"Well, nothing, you can just say it casually. I have always believed that only players know players best!"

Yes, such as Marcelé, Martini, Ferdinand, Cannavaro, Gattuso, etc.! Zhang Yang said sincerely that these are all top defensive players, or have super interception skills in the midfield. However, he can guarantee that if he said these names, he would not know whether the Chairman would drive him out. This is a slap in the face by slapping Guoguo. Where can Marseille be able to poach these people? Martini is the captain of AC Milan, Gattuso is the absolute main force of Milan, and those people are not able to poach.

"Tell me, it's nothing, just talk casually," Diouf said.

Fernandez didn't say anything, and he didn't expect that Mr. Zhang Yang would suddenly propose to sign a candidate. This was because Mr. Chairman did not communicate with him before coming. Now it seems that Diuf really likes Zhang Yang very much and wants to keep Zhang Yang completely. Otherwise, he would not have asked this question.

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Zhang Yang thought about it and it seemed that he wouldn't be able to say a name today. He was hesitating before he could just say one of the names of those superstars. Suddenly, a light of inspiration popped up in his mind, and a name popped up. He blurted out, "Ma Wuba."

Diouf: "Hmm? Mavba? He is the one from Bordeaux?"

"Yes, he is the French midfielder of Bordeaux." Fernandez was stunned when he heard the name Zhang Yang proposed. After thinking about it, he began to agree in his heart. This kid is indeed good. "He has been selected for the national team, but his performance was not very good and was abandoned by Domeneck. However, his performance in the league is still quite outstanding."

Diouf nodded. He knew that in the last round of the team's league, Zhang Yang was almost frozen by Mawuba in the first half of the game against Bordeaux, and he was still quite impressed. Zhang Yang performed extremely crazy this season, and Mawuba was able to freeze Zhang Yang, which shows that his strength was good.

Moreover, Ma Wuba is only twenty-two years old and young, with great potential.

But the Chairman and the Head Coach looked at each other - but, will such an outstanding young man be sold by Bordeaux? Even if it is sold, the price can be imagined to be very high.

Zhang Yang stopped talking, he was drinking coffee there, which was what you asked me to say, I didn’t say it, and I had to force me to say, Well, now, I said it, you won’t talk anymore, what does this mean?

Don't be the master if you don't have money.

Although he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly showed this. Well, Diouf, who always pays attention to the flamboyant expression, was angry. The Chairman was angry. He was actually despised by this kid. It was so hateful.

The Chairman's face suddenly turned hot.

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ps: First update. Brothers, please bookmark this book.

Recommended "The Legendary Godfather" by his good friend Bill Gaizi. Tang Feng, a writer of the Football Novel, unexpectedly traveled from 2012 to Spain in 2000 when preparing his new book outline, and became the translator of Hiddink, the firefighting coach of Real Betis. Let's see how Tang Feng relied on his advanced football knowledge to become a legendary Godfather of European football!


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