football's most handsome

Chapter 344

"...Really?" Guti's expression was very heavy, and he even looked so gloomy that he was about to drip.

"Of course it is true." Juan who followed behind sighed softly, "I have analyzed it with others before, and you think that if he was not pushed to the bottom of his rope, he would do such a thing like poaching someone else's corner ?"

"Yes!" The three Real Madrid players said almost in unison.

For a while, Juan was a little speechless, but he quickly found another way to say: "You think he will be the kind who is so thirsty for a certain head coach that he directly destroys his relationship with the club he is in. the kind of person?"

"To be honest..." Raul frowned after thinking for a while, "As a Real Madrid chairman, he would definitely disdain to do such a thing with his bearing, but as a businessman, I think he would."

Guti snapped his fingers: "That's right, no matter how embarrassing Real Madrid is, he won't deliberately kneel and lick a head coach, or even destroy his relationship with the opposing club to coach?"

Juan was silent for a while—in fact, there is one in the future, that person is called Jose Mourinho, but Real Madrid did not participate in the breakdown of the relationship between their two clubs, but directly intervened, using The huge salary attracted him.

"Even if the head coach is an old Real Madrid player, even if the head coach is very young, even if the head coach has just won the treble, Florentino will not do such a cheap thing, even if it is for the face of Real Madrid. " said Casillas, frowning.

"But in fact he did it, didn't he?" Juan spread his hands, "I hope everyone still remembers Figo's clause, it was just the beginning. Facts have proved that Real Madrid is indeed not very good now, although it is now After getting rid of Deportivo, I managed to hug my second, but there is still a Valencia chasing forward desperately."

The three Real Madrid players were silent.

What is the situation of Real Madrid, they are much clearer than Juan, especially the situation in the locker room, the current locker room is torn apart and almost a mess, Zidane has already stated that he will retire from the club after the end of the season, After this World Cup is over, he will retire from the national team.

——Zidane is a standard member of the Florentino faction. He is clearly in his prime and can even maintain his peak for a long time, but he chose to retire at this time?

At the height of his second prime?

"If there is no reason for Real Madrid's high-level turmoil, Florentino's unstable position, or even the expansion of disadvantages, and his imminent departure, I will cut off my head and play it for you." Juan vowed on his face, but in front of him The expressions of the three of them are very complicated.

"We believe in you, just cut off your head..."

"That's right, it's better to keep such a smart head for us to continue analyzing the situation..."

"Cutting off your head, who is going to scare Igor?" - this is what Guti said. As soon as this sentence was said, the three people looked at him with a strange look.

Juan coughed lightly and continued: "If Florentino quits, your hard life will really come, so you..."

"Bitter days?" Guti's voice was weird, and the three of them focused their eyes on him again, only to find that Guti, who had a gloomy face just now, was almost sunny at this moment, even wearing a big smile.

"????" The other three looked at each other, and Raul asked cautiously, "Guti, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, of course I'm fine, I'm fine now!" Guti laughed, "It's a great thing for me that he is out of class!"

"...That's right." Raul rolled his eyes, and soon understood, and shook his head with a wry smile, "You man, I didn't expect you to hold grudges like this."

Juan obviously reacted, and also shook his head, but the smile on his face was more interested: "Who says no? If he starts to hold grudges, everyone will have to go to the back row."

"What are you talking about..." Casillas raised his hand weakly and asked.

Juan chuckled, and silently uttered a word with his lips: big brother.

Fernando Redondo was resold to Milan precisely because of Florentino's class and dissatisfaction with his superstar policy. At that time, the Prince of Real Madrid was recovering from injury, and many fans were protesting. He was stunned by the "superstar policy" thrown out by Florentino, and left the prince's departure behind.

Guti will not hate those fans, he knows the fans' feelings, and he also knows that the fans are easily blind, the past will become the past, after all, there will be a brighter future soon.

However, for Guti, that person has left, and the future he has been aiming for has disappeared.

He doesn't hate the fans, let alone Redondo.

He hated Florentino very much.

Of course, Florentino also disliked him, after all, he was a standard Redondo fanboy. Similarly, Florentino could also recognize the undisguised emotions in his eyes.

I don’t know how many times, Florentino almost stamped Guti and sold him directly, if it wasn’t for Raul rushing to his office and almost slapping the table to threaten him, and Guti himself really didn’t have the slightest idea of ​​transferring. , It is estimated that Guti has already been forced to leave Real Madrid.

——New hatred, old hatred, he can be said to have an inexplicable hatred for his chairman.

Of course, this does not conflict with his love for Real Madrid.

Casillas understood, and then looked at Raul. Sure enough, a relaxed smile appeared on Raul's face. The two looked at each other and touched each other with their fists. The relaxation was obvious.

"Don't be so happy, I'm serious, Real Madrid will be really, really hard in the next few years." Juan frowned, "Florentino's superstar policy has been implemented for seven years, and Real Madrid can't change it all at once. It’s here, and those Real Madrid fans who have been raised and mouthed can’t change it... I don’t know whether Florentino can become the second Santiago Bernabeu, but at least at this moment, his Real Madrid influence It's been astonishingly large."

"What does this have to do with us?" Guti stretched his waist and showed a lazy expression, "Anyway, I know that no matter what, we can't affect the transfer, and likewise, we can't choose our teammates Isn't it?"

"...That's true." The former young coach of Deportivo de La Coruña nodded, expressing his apologies for accidentally forgetting such a thing.

"Although I don't know what you are thinking, but at that moment your expression seems to be a little embarrassed..." Guti narrowed his eyes.

"Your illusion." Juan replied frankly. "Actually, what I really want to say is that in the post-Florentino era, there will definitely be a different chairman and a different policy... All in all, you just have to work hard, if you can't support , You can call me anytime, I'll be right there."

"As long as there is no competition?"

"As long as there is no competition." Juan said with a serious face.

"That's enough!" Guti chuckled, "With you guys here, what am I afraid of? Come on, come on, keep playing games!"

"...Don't worry about it, but I still want to say that the next may be the most difficult year for Real Madrid. It has passed. Real Madrid has gained a new life and got rid of the troubles of 'Galaxy Battleship'; it cannot survive..."

Juan paused and sighed softly: "I still hope that Real Madrid can go through this road. After all, if it is really brought to such a road, it may not be so good for the development of football itself..."

The three nodded silently, showing expressions of concern.

"Since Florentino is going to leave class, when will the one on your side end?" Raul fiddled with the game controller in his hand, and only then did he turn around and notice that he had been KO'd by Guti. Immediately, the Real Madrid captain's expression changed.

"The one over there? Oh, you said Rendoiro..." Juan thought about it for a while, and then replied: "If it is fast, it will be two months, if it is slow, it will take two or three years. After all, it has already It's a tug of war, who knows what dangerous things he'll do."

"For example?" Guti blinked.

"For example, wantonly selling players, for example looking for a bank loan, or finding another endorser for cooperation..." Juan counted, paused for a moment, and then smiled: "But in fact, there is no need to worry about these things. , after all, he can’t do any of these.”

"Ah?" The three of them stared, "Have you found a solution?"

"That's right...and the method is very simple." Juan moved his fingers casually, "The annual tax payment of A Coruña is finally in my hands, although I didn't keep it privately, I took it all out to improve public facilities And optimize the lives of citizens, but that doesn't mean everyone knows what I'm doing?"

"what do you mean……?"

"The A Coruna state government and the city government will both intervene. If he wants to suppress us at the official level, we may be able to take control of A Coruna the next day. .” Juan said lightly, and the three people in front of him heard it like a dream.

"It's that simple?"

"It's as simple as that." Juan raised his eyebrows with a broken smile, "Otherwise, how much trouble would there be?"

"But he didn't take this route." Guti tilted his head and immediately thought of the problem.

"Yeah, he didn't take this route...but the bank will not lend him money. Although the cooperation between Zara and Deportivo has dividends, those dividends are fixed for the improvement of public facilities in the club. There is no board of directors." It was unanimously approved, and there is no way for him to touch a penny of that money."

When talking about this, Juan shrugged: "As the second boss, Anthony has a veto power. Correspondingly, he can't touch all the sponsorship fees in Deportivo."

"Why won't the bank lend him money?" Guti opened his mouth, a little confused, "Can't he take the club as a mortgage?"

"Yeah." Juan showed a bright smile, "If he really did this, he will be waiting for death... La Coruña is a joint-stock limited company, in other words, it is not a company owned by him alone , although he owns at least 60% of La Coruna's shares, it can only be said that he is the major shareholder of La Coruna... other shareholders still have the right to speak."

"He can mortgage his 60% to the bank for a loan, but what's the use of it? This is already his most important bargaining chip. If he even leaves this bargaining chip, Anthony will definitely attack like a vampire. Go up and suck his blood clean."

Obviously, the function of beer is powerful. At least today, Juan seems to be talking a lot, and even brought out the thoughts that have been in his heart-of course, it is also possible that it is not the few bottles of beer that are effective, but a certain person in the future. It's a confession, but at this moment, Juan is obviously very high-spirited.

Driven away?

Just kidding.

He will let Rendoiro know what a wrong decision he has made!

"I kind of know why you've always been so leisurely..." Guti murmured, with a complicated expression, "No wonder you didn't care at all all the time, it turns out that the winning ticket is already in your hands."

"Yeah, the longer it takes, the better it will be for me." Juan showed a bright smile, and the little devil's tail was flicking happily behind him. "I also know that ... Rendoiro is also a businessman."

"You mean he'll do whatever he can?"

"Yeah, especially since he's a very stingy, not-so-intelligent businessman..." Juan sighed softly, "If he was as difficult as Florentino, no, if Florentino If Nuo is half difficult to deal with, I will suffer a lot."

"You look down on your chairman too much, don't you?" Casillas coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Aren't you too careless?"

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid... Actually, Anthony told me that Rendoiro is almost in a desperate state." When he said this, Juan thought he had thought of something, and blinked at them Blinking eyes, "Do you know why La Coruna collapsed so quickly and so quickly? Logically speaking, even without me, it would have been easy for La Coruna to guarantee its No.2 position before, but the result was always Accidentally slipped to No.4?"

"Why?" The three showed very interested expressions. At first, everyone firmly believed that Deportivo had become unwell because of Juan's departure. Especially during the game, Alan's command seemed to be the same Very jerky, he tried to imitate Juan Diaz's method, but it failed, but Deportivo was still able to maintain his safety.

Similarly, Redondo is standing on their long side. If it weren't for Redondo, Deportivo might not have settled down to play football-this is almost like a pinnacle.

With Allen leading Deportivo to control the rhythm, as well as Redondo Town, why did Deportivo's ranking drop weirdly?

In fact, the reason is very simple-Deportivo will always capsize in some unnecessary games.

At the beginning, there was never such a situation, but later such things seemed to increase, and the fans of Deportivo also began to talk about it, whether it was about the game or other things, they felt a little overwhelmed.

What happened to La Coruña?

Obviously those people are still in the game, but now why are some strong teams unable to beat Deportivo and some weak teams?

In Casillas' room in Madrid, Deportivo's former boss smiled and answered the question: "Fiction-fixing."

The three of them were taken aback, looked at each other, and their expressions became serious: "False match? Really?"

"Really, and they cooperated with several matches of match-fixing." Juan's voice was very calm, and even a little cheerful, "Do you know what this means?"

If it is found out, it will definitely be a dead end!

"Anthony is collecting evidence now. It is estimated that it will not come out until May or June when it is confirmed, and at that time the players will be on the World Cup battlefield and will not be accidentally injured. This is the best time. "Juan said lightly, and the three Spaniards in front of him were stunned.

"So... he is actually, finished?" Guti stammered.

"Yeah, it's almost over. It's a matter of time. It depends on Anthony's mood." Juan waved his hand a little casually, "Why, is it too much to hear so many revelations in one night?"

"...Yes..." The three answered at the same time, their voices weak.

To be honest, the amount of information this evening is really too much, and obviously what they wanted to talk about most at the beginning was not such a topic, right? !

At first, they seemed to be just chatting normally...

Obviously, at this moment, the expressions on the faces of Guti, Raul, and Cassie were completely happy to Juan. He snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Okay, it's almost time to end the meeting. Are you still playing this game? If so, bring me one."

Except for these four people, no one knows that in this house in Madrid, someone has predicted the trend of the next few months, even years, and no one knows how many people have changed in one night. fate.

When Raúl woke up the next morning, Casillas was lying beside him.

When he saw the other party's messy brown hair, Raul was stunned for a moment - he remembered that although Moreau also had brown hair, but Moreau had straight hair...

Why are you so casual all of a sudden...

"Are you awake?" Juan's voice came from the other side, and Raul turned over.

I don't know when the curtains were opened, and the sunlight from outside poured into the room, gilding everything in gold. Obviously, today is a good day.Juan was standing by the window in a simple white shirt and trousers, with his long hair floating casually. He was holding a mug, and the heat in the cup was wafting.

Raul sniffled: "Milk."

"Hmm." Juan raised his glass, "Either?"

"I'll rinse my mouth." Raul struggled to get up, then he blinked, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Juan again. "Where's Goodie?"

"That kid bought a ticket to La Coruña and flew away early in the morning." Juan replied with a haha.

Raul stared wide-eyed, looking very inconceivable: "Didn't you call me?!" His lover is also in La Coruña. Generally speaking, if they go to visit their sweetheart, they will take another person with them very tacitly. Everyone It's easier to cover each other.

But this time Guti seemed to rush over by himself?

"Yeah, I didn't call you, and walked away lightly." Juan was a little careless, "If he didn't start the car so loudly that woke me up, I probably wouldn't be able to stop him."

"..." Raul was originally very anxious, but at this moment he just wanted to raise his eyebrows: "So?"

"So at this time, he is quietly eating breakfast downstairs and waiting for you to wake up, and the two of us will go to La Coruña together." Juan looked at his watch, "By the way, there are still four and ten minutes left for the ticket he changed." It's about to take off."

"?!!!" Raul jumped up from the bed almost immediately, and rushed into the bathroom without saying a word, leaving Juan sipping milk with a smile, his tail wagging comfortably.

Casillas lazily turned over, narrowed his eyes and looked at Juan, and said slowly: "Why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, the people in the bathroom rushed out—Raul finished the grooming very quickly, and immediately asked after he came out, "Is there any clean clothes to lend me?"

Juan raised his eyebrows and pointed to a set of clothes beside the bed. It was one of the clothes in a closet collected by Casillas. If it wasn't for a pair of clean underwear, Juan would have wanted to look at Casillas even more strangely.

Casillas obviously also knew the origin of this suit. The person who was just about to speak closed his mouth at this moment, and the two watched Raul rush out of the room while putting on his clothes and socks within 2 minutes. , the action is called a violent storm.

"Guti, wait for me!!"

Hearing his footsteps going downstairs, the two people upstairs looked at each other silently.

Casillas finally had the opportunity to say what he hadn't been able to say just now: "Why do you make fun of them both..."

"I didn't play tricks on them." Juan smiled, "Guti is indeed planning to sneak away, isn't he? I just omitted a little detail."

"For example?" Casillas narrowed his eyes and asked lazily.

"For example... Guti's sneaking away was actually at your behest." Juan put down the mug and climbed onto the bed.Almost his entire body was covered in front of Casillas, his eyes trembling.

Then he leaned down and kissed the man on the lips.

"It was you who went down to catch him back," Casillas licked the corner of his mouth, "and you were the one who changed the tickets for the two of them this morning."

"It doesn't matter." Juan stood up, "Do you want some milk?"

Casillas' gaze shifted for a moment.

Juan was unaware of this, he picked up the two glasses of milk that he had prepared earlier, and handed one to Casillas.

Casillas sat up, a little speechless: "Did you just ask Raul if he wanted milk?"

"Anyway, it's just a courtesy, he didn't get it." Juan smiled and sipped the milk.

"Speaking of... aren't you going to A Coruña?" Casillas took a sip of the milk, the temperature was just right, and he was very comfortable. "They have all gone. It makes no sense why you don't stop by, right? There are so many people Just good for cover."

"Going to La Coruña?" Juan showed a surprised expression, "To be honest... I haven't gone back for three or four months, and it's a bit sensitive to go back at this time."

"That's right, it's time to go back when you are sensitive." Casillas laughed—obviously, this person has learned a lot, "I never heard that the lord can't return to his territory, right? "

"...I'm not considered a lord, I just take the tax from that piece of land." Juan explained patiently.

"There's no difference." Casillas narrowed his eyes at him and smiled. "The point is, does anyone want to go back and have a look, before picking the fruits of victory?"

Juan was silent for a while, then showed a bright smile: "I think so!"

Casillas smiled, but his expression soon became serious: "Since this is the case, we may have to speed up..."

"What?" Juan wondered.

"...Did you forget, the flight time you booked!" Casillas jumped up from the bed and started looking for his socks.

"..." Juan was silent, and took a sip of the milk.

The world is full of reincarnation, if you don't believe me, look up, who will the heavens spare...