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Chapter 332 Argentine Prince (3)

“Happy cooperation!”

“Happy cooperation!”

Sans is very satisfied. Today he finally sold his thorn in his eyes at a good price, $8 million, and the membership fees paid by Real Madrid members are enough to allow the new head coach Ranieri to find his favorite player in the transfer market.

Zhuang Mingge was also very happy. After agreeing to his 8 million US dollar offer, Sans promised to allow Redondo to sign the contract obediently. This means that Fiorentina has basically confirmed the transfer of the Argentine midfielder, and the rest is to let Redondo accept the contract provided by Fiorentina.

After finishing the Real Madrid level, Zhuang Mingge, who returned to the hotel, immediately started to pack his luggage and prepare to go to Tenerife, where the Argentine midfielder was on vacation, where Redondo was enjoying a rare vacation with his family in his villa there.

Zhuang Mingge did not send the club staff to negotiate with Redondo, but chose to go there in person. After all, Zhuang Mingge has always had extremely high respect for this "most elegant midfielder in history" who has dedicated countless classic games to the fans.

Moreover, the club owner personally went to discuss treatment with a player, which was enough to show Fiorentina's importance to Redondo, which may make Argentine's midfielder less knotted when signing the contract.

"Antonio, it turns out you are back." Just as Zhuang Mingge was packing his luggage, Rebecca Groz, who went shopping in downtown Madrid, also returned to the hotel where he stayed (Alisha had family affairs to deal with, so she didn't come here), but the things she carried...

"...Rebecca, why have you bought so many things?" Zhuang Mingge said speechlessly as he looked at the shopping bags piled up in front of him.

"Hmph! You're so embarrassed to say it!" Rebecca proudly stretched out his well-developed breasts, and said proudly, "I ask you, are you planning to visit the Argentine midfielder's home named Fernando and convince him to agree to join Florence?"

"Yes, it's true." Zhuang Mingge thought to himself that this matter was an open secret among them, so he admitted it openly.

"So, Antonio, you are a fool." Rebecca was obviously helpless about Zhuang Mingge's lack of clue, so she had to further remind her, "If you visit someone else's house, you always have to bring some gifts, which is common sense."

"Ah! This is really my mistake!" Zhuang Mingge slapped his forehead as he woke up like a dream, thinking that this was indeed a mistake. How could he come to the door empty-handed if he wanted to establish a good relationship with Redondo? "Thank you, Rebecca."

"Hmph~ I'll just know how to thank you." Rebecca turned her head disdainfully, but her slightly red cheeks and curled lips still revealed her mood at the moment.

"But then again, even if it is a gift, there is no need to be so much. Rebecca's desire to buy is really strong..." Zhuang Mingge looked at the hill in front of him and sighed, but did not notice Rebecca's redder face.

"Talking and talking! This big fool Antonioni will die ten thousand times!!!"

So, the next morning, Zhuang Mingge walked onto the plane to Tenerife with a claw mark on his face. Following him was Karin, who couldn't help laughing, and Rebecca, who was keeping a swelling look, Antonioni and others took a plane back to Florence after confirming the specific transfer details and draft with Real Madrid Club. After all, they are employees of the Florence Club, and there are still many things waiting for them to deal with. Naturally, they can't be as leisurely as Zhuang Mingge, the big boss.

...

Fernando Redondo received Zhuang Mingge and his group at his villa. It was obvious that the Argentina had received a notice from Real Madrid Club. When Zhuang Mingge and others saw him again, the Argentine looked very bad.

"Chairman Corleon, I have already known your purpose." Redondo sat on the chair. Because the oceanic climate of Tenerife in summer makes the air here look quite wet, so the sofa is not suitable for receiving guests at this time. "If it is a courteous visit, I plan to give my friend Fernando, I am very welcome; but if I persuade me to leave Madrid and join Florence, please leave with these two ladies."

"Haha, Mr. Redondo, if you don't mind, can I call you Fernando?" After receiving a positive answer from Redondo, Zhuang Mingge began to turn to the topic, but he did not answer Redondo's previous words, "Fernando, I think, before you ask me about my purpose, it is best to carefully consult some details of Real Madrid Club, such as your jersey number next season. I think you will change your mind after getting a reply from Real Madrid."

Although Redondo was a little confused about Zhuang Mingge's words, he still walked into the house to make a phone call. Last night, the Argentinian received a notice from the club staff that Florence would send someone to discuss the treatment issue with him. It was not until this time that he learned that Real Madrid had agreed to Florence's offer to him.

However, Redondo did not expect that the person who came to visit him was the chairman of Florence. He felt that he should not have refuted the other party and invited Zhuang Mingge and his group into the house, otherwise he would be very likely to be turned away.

Although he was dissatisfied with what the club's management did, Redondo, who enjoyed playing in Madrid, did not have the idea of ​​leaving Real Madrid.

However, this idea only lasts until the phone dials...

"How can you do this!" I don't know what both sides said, Zhuang Mingge only heard Redondo's angry voice vaguely in the room, "I am still a player of Real Madrid Club. How can you deprive me of my jersey number in the team without my permission! Even my cabinet in the locker room has been removed by you!"

Sans is really cruel to take action. It seems that Real Madrid has a unique tradition in this regard, Zhuang Mingge thought.

After a long time, Redondo, whose eyes were slightly red and his face was full of anger, returned to the living room. Without saying a word, he signed his name on the contract provided by Zhuang Mingge before: "I agree to join Florence, Chairman Corleon, now you are my boss."
Chapter completed!
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