"Boss, we're all on vacation, why didn't we choose Spain? At least it's sunny there right now," Simone complained to Li Shiguang, pulling his winter coat tighter around him.

"Stop it." Li Shiguang rolled his eyes at Simone and joked, "Only Allen and I are here on vacation. For you, this is work! And I have to say, you're being too timid. Allen and I are just using trench coats to solve our problems. Why are you wearing such thick clothes?"

"Is there no justice in this world?! Why am I the one who gets to work?!" Simeone protested indignantly. "Besides, isn't it normal for an Argentinian like me to feel cold?"

Li Shiguang chuckled: "Since I'm paying your salary, why don't you give me back the double winning bonus you received yesterday?"

Alan, walking beside the two, didn't say anything, but covered his mouth and smiled as he looked at the two bickering beside him, while also tightening his trench coat.

Simone wasn't talking nonsense.

In mid-October, the weather in Switzerland is usually a little better than in the gloomy and cold England.

But Interlaken, where they came this time, is located in the heart of the Bernese Oberland, at the foot of the Jungfrau, so it was already snowing heavily at this time of year.

But precisely because of this, most of the people who come here at this time of year are tourists.

Allen also considered it carefully before deciding to meet Mendes in Interlaken.

After all, Li Shiguang's status is what it is, and Mendes is not a manager of the same caliber as Raiola two years ago.

If you go to Spain.

If the media were to photograph Li Shiguang and Mendes meeting privately, it might alert Mendes.

Even so, all three of them wore masks when they left the hotel today, for fear of being spotted by the ever-present paparazzi.

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After walking a few more minutes and turning at the next intersection, a coffee shop with an old-fashioned exterior caught Li Shiguang's eye.

In front of the coffee shop stood a man wearing a baseball cap, a mask, and a long trench coat, who was looking down at his phone.

"This is it?" Simone turned his head to look at Allen. "Is that Mendes by the door?"

Allen shook his head: "It should be him. I called him before we left the hotel."

"Didn't you tell him our boss doesn't like coffee?" Simone pointed to the coffee shop sign ahead and joked, "That kid is so clueless. He doesn't even know his client's habits before doing business, and he claims to control the European transfer market!"

"Stop joking around," Li Shiguang interrupted Simone's rant. "They were still standing at the door waiting for us in the cold wind!"

As they were talking, the three of them had already reached the entrance of the coffee shop.

Allen was the first to extend his hand to greet the man in front of him: "Good afternoon, Jorge."

I heard a sound.

The man put away his phone and immediately turned to look at Li Shiguang and the other two.

Although the mask covered most of his face, Li Shiguang could still see a smile on his face from his suddenly curved eyes.

Good afternoon, Allen.

After exchanging greetings, Allen turned to the side, raised his left hand slightly, and quickly introduced, "Jorge, this is my boss, Mr. Li."

Mendes quickly turned his gaze to Li Shiguang and said softly, "Hello, Mr. Li, it's a pleasure to meet you."

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Mendes.” Li Shiguang nodded slightly and pointed to the door of the coffee shop. “Why don’t we go inside first? This weather in Interlaken is even colder than in Liz.”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mendes quickly turned to the side, raised his right hand, and gestured for them to come in. "Let's go inside and talk. I've already booked a private room."

It's clear that Mendes has put some thought into this café. There weren't many people in the café; it was afternoon, and only a few customers were sitting in the lobby.

Li Shiguang and his group walked in without attracting much attention.

Led by the waiter, the four of them went into a private room.

As soon as he sat down, Mendes took off his baseball cap and mask and turned to Li Shiguang: "Mr. Li, we can take off our masks now. The owner of this shop is a very good friend of mine. He will personally bring us our coffee later."

“Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Mr. Mendes.” Li Shiguang smiled and nodded, removing his mask.

After Li Shiguang and the other two took off their masks, Mendes began to sized up the billionaire sitting in front of him.

This was the first time he had seen Li Shiguang up close; he had only seen the young Leeds United manager in newspapers or on television before.

Looking at the faint smile on Li Shiguang's face, I could see...

Mendes couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "So young!"

As a highly influential agent in Europe, Mendes had long wanted to connect with Li Shiguang, the "black shop owner and genius selector".

The reason is quite simple.

Mendes knows Raiola, that fat guy.

Mendes knows better than anyone how much money Raiola has made over the past two years through the young players he signed with Leeds United.

Mendes used to look down on Raiola, always thinking he was just a self-taught amateur. But he never expected that this fat guy would be doing so well in the last two years and was starting to catch up with him.

Although Raiola never publicly acknowledges any secret collaboration between himself and Li Shiguang.

But Mendes, who has been in European football for so long, knows that the fat man's ability to acquire so many young talents so quickly is definitely due to Li Shiguang's support!

So this was Mendes' ultimate purpose in taking the initiative to get to know Allen at an event.

But things didn't go as planned.

Li Shiguang's transfer targets in the last two seasons have not been players under Mendes' management, which has made it difficult for him to find an opportunity to talk to Li Shiguang.

So a few days ago, after hearing Allen express on the phone that Li Shiguang wanted to talk to him,

Mendes immediately agreed and arrived in Interlaken two days ahead of schedule.

He had a premonition that, although Allen did not explicitly state on the phone what Li Shiguang's purpose was in contacting him, or who Li Shiguang's target player was.

But Allen mentioned on the phone that he wanted to hold the meeting in Interlaken, Switzerland, which gave Mendes plenty of room for imagination.

He had a vague premonition.

This deal today.

This is most likely the biggest business deal I've ever made in my career!