Chapter 24: Becoming Enemies of the Whole World

"Mino, they really brought in David Villa!"

As soon as the call was connected, Ibrahimovic's complaints were heard from the other end. He was very angry, as if he had been humiliated.

An idea suddenly occurred to Raiola, "Are they really going to bring in David Villa?"

"Well, I have received the news. It is absolutely true. However, it seems that they are short of money. They want to sell me quickly in exchange for some cash and David Villa. These damn Barcelona people!"

Even though Ibrahimovic is very successful on the football field, he is still at a loss when dealing with the weird and changeable capital management operations on the football field, so he needs an agent.

"What should I do now?" Ibrahimovic was at a loss.

Raiola sighed hard so that Ibrahimovic on the other end of the phone could hear, "I haven't made much progress here. AC Milan wants you, but they don't have the money. Galliani's condition is that you have to reduce your annual salary by half before they will consider it."

"Cut it in half?" Ibrahimovic cried out, "Fuck it, I already cut my salary to join Barcelona!"

"So, I told you at the beginning that it was better not to join Barcelona, ​​but you just didn't listen."

In last year's astonishingly high-priced transfer, many people thought it was the operation of the agent. In fact, the player's wishes were very important. At that time, Ibrahimovic had a strong desire to join Barcelona, ​​which had just won the treble, and then reach the pinnacle of his career.

But who could have imagined that what awaited him in Spain was a horrific Waterloo.

If someone said this to his face, Ibrahimovic might be disgusted, but he would not be disgusted by Raiola.

From Ajax to Juventus, from Juventus to Inter Milan, Raiola has been making shrewd plans for his career step by step. It can be said that without Raiola, there would be no Ibrahimovic today.

"What should I do now, Mino?" Ibrahimovic asked again.

Raiola sighed again, "I also talked to Manchester City. Barcelona originally wanted Robinho, and Manchester City was also interested in you, but their head coach Mancini thought his team didn't need you."

"That bastard is taking the opportunity to take revenge on me!" Ibrahimovic was a little angry.

When he was at Inter Milan, his relationship with Mancini was always bad.

"So now, I really have no choice." Raiola said regretfully.

"Is there no team interested in me?" Ibrahimovic was very annoyed. He is Ibrahimovic, the strongest center forward in today's football. Are those teams blind?

"It's not that we don't, and we're pursuing you very aggressively, but I don't think you would be interested." Raiola was waiting for him to say this and said along the way.

"Why are you not interested? Which team?" Ibrahimovic is the kind of person who has a clear distinction between love and hate. He now has only one thought in his mind, to escape from Barcelona.

"Southampton!"

"Southampton?" Ibrahimovic had heard of this team. It has been very popular in recent times and has frequently appeared in newspapers.

There is some history behind this. When he was at Ajax, he didn't perform well at the beginning and was almost sent to Southampton.

“Has this team been promoted to the Premier League?”

"No, they are in League One, the third tier of English football," Raiola said bluntly.

"English League One? The third level?" Ibrahimovic lost his voice again. "I can't play in a lower league!"

"Southampton has just got a new owner. I believe you have heard that the super-rich man from China is now ambitious to build a super-powerful team. They contacted me before and offered good conditions, an annual salary of 12 million euros. If you are willing to join, you can also get an additional seven-figure signing fee."

After a pause, Raiola sighed again, "Although the conditions they offered were very tempting and they were very sincere, I still rejected them. It's just that I have no idea now. Or you should consider it and take a pay cut to join AC Milan, but they may consider renting first and then buying out."

This is another embarrassment for Ibrahimovic.

As the world's No. 1 center, he has fallen to such a state where no one cares about him. How embarrassing it is for him?

"Mino, if it were you, what would you do?" Ibrahimovic was at a loss.

"Me? I'm also very angry now. I know you have the ability, but this is professional football. It is not subject to our will. This is a capital-operated market. You and I have no choice."

Raiola's long and helpless sigh evoked Ibrahimovic's melancholy on the other end of the phone.

In professional football, we only hear the newcomers laugh, but never the old ones cry.

He had prepared himself mentally when he entered this industry, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"If it were me, I might consider making enemies with everyone in the world."

"Becoming an enemy of the whole world?" Ibrahimovic was a little puzzled.

"It's just like when Maradona moved from Barcelona to Napoli, which had been on the verge of relegation for two consecutive years. The whole world thought he was crazy, but he relied on his strong strength to lead Napoli to win the Serie A championship, creating a lifetime legend, achieving the title of the King of Football, and being praised by countless fans."

Raiola's words caused Ibrahimovic to think deeply, because Ibrahimovic has always admired Maradona and has mentioned many times that Maradona is the strongest player in football history in his personal opinion.

What Ibrahimovic admires most is that Maradona led a not-so-strong team to win the championship. This is what the Swedish center admires most about Maradona, because he knows how difficult it is.

Now, Raiola's words seemed to be telling him that Maradona made a crazy choice back then and joined a weak team. Now, you are also facing a choice and opportunity. Do you dare to be like Maradona?

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After Yang Huan left the hotel, he naturally had no idea about the phone calls from Raiola and Ibrahimovic.

He doesn't care at all what method Raiola uses to convince Ibrahimovic. It has nothing to do with him. He just wants to see this shining superstar in the team's new season lineup.

Sometimes, if you think too deeply about some things, you will only cause yourself trouble.

The Bentley that Yang Huan was riding in was temporarily loaned to him by Cash Harris, and the four Aston Martins he bought before had not been delivered yet. This made him a little anxious. He wanted to call and ask, but Zhang Ning was not there.

"Long Wu, what has Zhang Ning been doing these days?" Yang Huan asked the bodyguard in the front row who was playing mobile games with his head down.

Long Wu reluctantly turned his eyes away from the phone, turned his head and looked at Yang Huan, "Master Huan, didn't you promise her before? She has been in charge of the renovation and improvement of Jinhan Palace these days."

"Really?" Yang Huan was very busy these days and didn't remember it.

"Then let's go to Kingham Palace!"

After Yang Huan gave instructions, the driver in front immediately changed direction and drove towards King Han Palace.

"Master Huan, you promised me before that you would make some fun games for me to play. When?"

When Yang Huan heard this, he secretly laughed in his heart. This guy is really a game fan. It seems like he has never played with a mobile phone in his life.

"Long Wu, you were in the army before, didn't you ever play games?"

"No." Long Wu shook his head vigorously. "When I was in the army, I had never seen a mobile phone, let alone playing games."

Yang Huan felt a little sorry for him, "So what games do you play now?"

"Fruit Ninja!" Long Wu's personality was like that of a child who had never seen the world. "This game is fun. I've also played Angry Birds and Plants vs. Zombies, but I'm a little tired of them recently."

Yang Huan smiled bitterly. With a play habit like yours that lasts day and night, no matter how many games there are, they won’t be enough for you.

Sun Yue said that this scary little bodyguard could stay up all night and play all night long in order to pass a checkpoint, but he could still show up in high spirits early the next morning.

According to Long Wu himself, he has practiced internal skills.

"Long Wu, what kind of internal skills do you practice? Is it very powerful? Can you fly over eaves and walk on walls?"

Long Wu shook his head. "It's nothing, actually. It's just a breathing method and a way to strengthen the body. It's not as mysterious as described in martial arts novels."

Yang Huan thought so too. If there really was a martial arts master, he would probably fall down if he encountered guns and ammunition.

"Is it difficult to learn?" Yang Huan asked.

He felt that he should practice more physical fitness techniques while he was still young. A good body would also be good for picking up girls.

After traveling through time, he felt that although this body was not fat, it still had a lot of fat, which was quite a headache.

Who doesn't want to have a perfect and strong body?

"Do you want to learn?" Long Wu asked happily, as if he was eager for Yang Huan to learn.

"Are you willing to teach?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. Doesn't this peerless martial art have to be kept secret?

"Sure!" Long Wu answered very readily, "But, Master Huan, you have to fulfill your promise first and make some fun games for me."

"That's easy. Can't you just download it from Apple's official store?" Yang Huan was really a little defeated by him.

Such a simple thing can be exchanged for peerless martial arts?

If he knew that the martial arts that Long Wu learned were known by everyone in the special forces and were nothing special, he would not have thought so.

"I've downloaded them all. Many of them are not fun and are very boring." Long Wu got angry when he thought about it.

Yang Huan had no other choice but to say, "Then we can only look for it slowly."

When there's a chance, I'll first trick you into acquiring the peerless martial arts.

Even things like time travel have happened. Maybe I am a martial arts genius who has become a peerless master who can fly over eaves and walls.

From now on, I will be a hero in the big city and fight against violence and protect the good!

Well, but being a hero is too tiring, it’s more fun to be a flower thief.

"Master Huan, why don't you just find someone to make one for me to play with."

As if he was afraid that Yang Huan would be angry, Long Wu quickly said, "If you agree, I will teach you internal strength and body building techniques."

"Find someone to make a game specifically for you?" Yang Huan almost had the urge to kill him. How extravagant was that?

But just as he thought of this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Yes, how could I miss this great opportunity to make money from mobile games?

Football is a money-burning sport. Although his family supports him unconditionally, there is also a three-year probation period. If he can achieve more results within three years, it will be beneficial to Yang Huan.

Besides, it would be fun to make more money and spend money on superstars!

"Okay, deal!" Yang Huan clapped his hands, "I'll find someone to make a mobile game for you. Starting tomorrow, you will teach me internal skills and body building techniques!"

"OK!"

Long Wu was so excited that he began to tell Yang Huan what he thought the most fun mobile game should be like.

But no matter what he said, in Yang Huan's eyes, all the games he played were rubbish.

A truly fun, interesting and profitable mobile game should be high-end and classy.

It would be best if it swept all the charts in the Apple Store as soon as it appeared!

Guys like Long Wu who have only played Fruit Ninja should stop showing off.

Without the two people's awareness, the Bentley slowly stopped in front of the gate of Kingham Palace.

"We're here, Master Huan!" the driver turned around and reminded.

Yang Huan opened the car door and got out, but he did not see the King's Palace, but a brand new building.

"Is this Kingham Palace?"

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