Chapter 109 The Greedy
Even if Leicester City really wins the league table, they still have to finish all the games before the Premier League Association will award them the prize.
Everyone was very tired after the game, so there was no way the Leicester City carnival could start today. They all planned to postpone it until after the next game.
That night, all the players went back to rest as requested by Mr. Ranieri, but Eggsy, lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep. He kept thinking about the boss's look and attitude, which always made Eggsy feel uneasy.
If it wasn't too late, Eggsy would have wanted to go to Mr. Ranieri. But he hadn't figured out what to say. But Eggsy just felt that their boss, who was born in Malaysia but was actually from Indonesia, was going to do something.
Just as Eggsy was still daydreaming, his phone rang. Eggsy was about to hang up the phone, but now he took a closer look and realized that the number looked familiar.
"Eggsy!" The trio on the phone scared Zizi so much that he almost fell off the bed. What was going on? Why did the voices of the three singers sound familiar?
Just when Eggsy was still confused, Eggsy's familiar voice came from the phone again.
"Congratulations! Our Premier League champions~" How can I describe this song? It's quite passionate. It seems that the singer doesn't feel shy or out of tune at all, and he seems to be enjoying the song. But Eggsy really doesn't know how to laugh or speak.
"Congratulations~! Our lovely Eggsy!" This was a very coquettish voice, and the song was sung with a fast Spanish speaking speed, which really surprised Eggsy.
"Our lovely Eggsy~You're awesome~" The following singing is not singing at all, it's basically talking, and Eggsy knows who this voice is even with his eyes closed.
Eggsy was holding the phone and smiling. Although the songs were not very good, it did not affect his happiness at the moment. He smiled as he listened to the voice on the other end of the phone and talked to them about what happened today.
At this time, Mr. Ranieri was coming out of the tactical room. He was very tired after a day of tactical discussions. However, he looked at the dark sky and did not go back to rest immediately. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and opened the email.
"After Ranieri's tactics are finished, please come to my office."
This email from the boss made Ranieri feel bad. Although it was not yet late at night, the fact that he was called at this time probably meant that it was something that could not be delayed.
Based on his understanding of Leicester City's owner, Mr. Ranieri knew that what happened today must have made the boss of the management, that is, the owner, dissatisfied with him.
Of course, Mr. Ranieri was also wondering how this boss would negotiate with him? As a head coach, Mr. Ranieri is good at football tactics, or rather, he understands people's hearts better. This boss is ambitious, greedy for money and cheapness, and his methods of doing things are actually quite inferior.
All Ranieri could think of was that the other team would definitely want to take back the locker room rights from him this time. But as the head coach, Ranieri would never give up the management rights of his own locker room.
A head coach without management power is not even as good as a team cleaner!
So after some thinking, Mr. Ranieri had already figured it out in his mind before heading towards his boss' office.
But Mr. Ranieri obviously didn't expect his boss's move, because when he went in, the boss was still shaking his red wine glass. After seeing Mr. Eranieri, he loosened his tie and shirt around his neck.
Then he picked up his own bottle and took a glass to pour a glass for Ranieri.
"Come on, have a drink?"
Ranieri looked at the wine and pushed it back, saying: "I still have a game to play."
The boss smiled and said, "Not necessarily."
Mr. Ranieri narrowed his eyes at these words, hearing the threat in them.
The boss drank the red wine himself, then took out a stack of checks from the notebook at hand with a smile, then took out his pen with a bit of showmanship, slowly looked at Mr. Ranieri, and wrote down a string of numbers bit by bit.
Mr. Ranieri was actually not interested in those figures. He just quietly watched the nouveau riche boss and his self-righteous show.
After the boss finished writing, he handed over the check and looked at Ranieri and said, "How about writing this to you as funds for purchasing players next season?"
Buy people?
Ranieri did not respond rashly at this time, because he knew that Leicester City's lineup was in the best condition now. Everyone was young, experienced and well-coordinated after this season, so there would be no problem playing for another two seasons, let alone the next one.
Moreover, the second-line team is also being gradually developed, so why should we buy more players?
...Buying people? That means someone has to be sold!
Mr. Ranieri, who suddenly figured out the key, looked at the Indonesian boss in surprise and suddenly realized who the other party wanted to sell!
"Eggsy?"
Mr. Ranieri was simply incredulous, because now Eggsy can be said to be the core of the team, and the top priority! If Eggsy is not in this camp, then Leicester City, which can now win the Premier League championship, is at most second-rate!
At this time, the nouveau riche boss smiled and narrowed his eyes, then looked at Ranieri and said: "People say that the club is permanent, but the players are transient. It is best for us to sell Eggsy when he is young, has just won the Premier League championship, and may become the best player in the Premier League."
"Then do you know that once you lose Eggsy, your team will lose half of its value!"
When Mr. Ranieri said this, he hit his boss's desk hard with his fingers, but he still disliked such a hit and could not show his anger at all!
"Are you so short of money? You should know that Eggsy's greatest value lies in staying in Leicester City!"
Mr. Ranieri now really wants to use something to split this guy's head open and take a good look at whether his head is a mess or not?
"Just sell it, he's just a player. We can just buy another one and train new talents." The boss said nonchalantly, which made Mr. Ranieri furious!
"Do you understand? Once Eggsy is sold, I can't buy such a good player even if you give me 80 million, not to mention 20 million. Such a talented player supports the whole of Leicester City!" Mr. Ranieri was really angry. He looked at the nouveau riche boss with a look of disdain and said, "He is irreplaceable!"
Speaking of irreplaceability, the nouveau riche Indonesian boss actually smiled. He held up a glass of wine and looked at Mr. Ranieri, whose face had turned red with anger, and said, "As long as there is enough money! There is nothing that cannot be bought. As long as there is enough money, we can definitely go to La Liga, or even better, Serie A to buy an experienced midfielder. There is nothing that cannot be managed!"
Faced with such a boss, Mr. Ranieri suddenly lost his previous anger. He suddenly fell into calmness and looked at the boss as if he was looking at a fool who didn't understand what he was saying at all.
"If I replace Eggsy, I can't guarantee the results next season."
This sentence is Mr. Ranieri's final bottom line. If there is no Eggsy, Leicester City will win the Premier League championship next season, which is equivalent to getting a ticket to the "Champions League" at the same time.
In a competition that is even more terrifying than the Premier League, Ranieri cannot imagine what kind of results the team can achieve without Eggsy in the lineup.
The Indonesian boss laughed, his fat belly trembling, and then said: "Money can buy good players, and it can also buy a good head coach."
When these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire office froze.
Mr. Ranieri nodded, stood up, and turned back to the stubborn boss and said, "Of course you can fire me, but remember to calculate the penalty clearly."
After saying that, he didn't even give the Indonesian boss time to speak and just walked out on the spot.
The Indonesian boss felt that his face and dignity were not respected at all by Mr. Ranieri, and it was even more frustrating to have a head coach who monopolized control of the locker room.
In fact, when Ranieri contradicted him today, he already had the idea of firing Ranieri.
However, the club has just won the Premier League and has not yet won the championship trophy. If they were to issue a dismissal message now, it would be a bit like killing the donkey after it has served its purpose.
In order to stabilize the continuous investment in Leicester City and other shareholders, he did not intend to terminate Ranieri's contract now. However, since he said this today, he really planned to let his lawyers and financial accountants do the calculation and fire him.
Eggsy is definitely going to be sold, but the team behind the boss is still figuring out how to sell him. Mr. Ranieri knows that the club will announce his dismissal in the next few days at the earliest, and it will not be until next season at the latest.
But Mr. Ranieri is not worried about himself at all now, he is worried about Eggsy! Without him, Eggsy will be controlled by the boss at will!
We must make plans for Eggsy and the students he brought up!
Although he left the stupid boss' office in great anger at this moment, he calmed down when the cold wind blew.
At this time, Mr. Ranieri looked in the direction of the players' dormitory building, saw that the light in Eggsy's room was still on, thought about the little guy, and gritted his teeth.
That night, Mr. Ranieri stood under the cover of darkness and walked slowly on the training ground.
But he could never have imagined that the Indonesian boss was so anxious that he asked Leicester's press and public relations department to send out a message the next day: saying that the club's management was contacting a new head coach.
As soon as this statement came out, the entire Premier League was shaken! There is only one game left in this season, and Leicester City is actually going to cross the river and demolish the bridge!
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