From The Country Team To The Rich
Chapter 89 The Destruction of a Giant Team

Chapter 89 The Destruction of a Giant Team?

9 Carrington, Manchester, England.

This is a secluded road, in a city, and you will see a straight road sign ahead.

This is a pure red street sign with no indication or graffiti.

After following the road signs you will find a fork. The people of Manchester are no strangers to this street junction.

This was the famous 'Red Demon' headquarters.

Premier League giants, Manchester United's training base.

Manchester United are known as the giants of the Premier League, also known as the most influential team in the world.

It can be said that the dream of every player is to wear that red jersey.

This giant club has won the honour that can be obtained by all clubs in the world.

Along the winding and smooth trails, you can see an orderly and large training base.

Players of different ages run on the green field, for their dreams and for their own future.

There is a large building on the left, which is a multifunctional restaurant.

At this moment, in the private room of the restaurant, two large figures were talking.

One of them was a skinny old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair.

The old man looked weak, but his slightly narrowed eyes emitted a sharp sword-like ray of light from time to time.

He was Sir Alex, the founder of the Manchester Dynasty and one of the most influential figures in football.

At the time, he swept Europe with a group of teenagers and won five championships.

To this day, no one can match this honor.

Since those five championships, Manchester has been at the top of the Premier League despite the ups and downs. At the same time, their commercial value skyrocketed and became the most influential team in the world.

And all of this came from that seemingly weak old man.

Sir Alex was sitting on a chair, and the sun shone through the window, hitting him with a slight scorching sensation.

The old man lowered his head and said nonchalantly, "You're braver than I thought, and I think you'll never get into Manchester united territory again!"

In front of him was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who was also a famous football figure.

Agent super Mederson.

Facing Sir Alex's intimidation, Mederson grinned to himself, this old man is still very strong.

But he did not want to lose, he could not help but say: "Why not? Just because I moved Ronaldo from here to Barcelona?"

Hearing this, Sir Alex's eyes suddenly became sharp, he looked at Mederson, and said; "Well, believe it or not, I will defeat you?"

Merson; "."

Although he wanted to say he didn't believe it, this grumpy old Scottish man would actually do such a thing.

Looking at Mederson's tenderness, Sir Alex's mouth was slightly aroused, but after a flash, he continued to frown on his face and said: "I think you're in the wrong place.You should be in London, you know, you're in London, and the ruble you want is in London."

In response, Mederson said; "I have contacted the Russian and given him what he wants."

"Ha ha."

Sir Alex sneered: "What does he want? That's what you want to sell, right."

Sir Alex said, but Mederson was not ashamed at all, smiling and nodding: "It can also be said that the Russian is rich, and I can give him whatever he wants."

"What arrogant!" Sir Alex scoffed: "Is that also a champion?"

In response, Mederson nodded and said: "Including champions!"

Sir Alex fell silent, after a long time, he sighed slowly: "UEFA did a stupid thing!"

No one dared to scold UEFA, but it was not included for the outstanding parents in front of him.

"I heard that some investors have started contacting Manchester United."

Sir Alex immediately waved his hand and interjected: "I do not accept such an entry. Even if I leave this club, Manchester United is still a rich man!"

Mederson grinned, this old man is so aggressive!

After the break, Alex sneered, "If Manchester wanted money, the Russian would have chosen us over Chelsea."

Mederson pursed his lips: "But you should know that the Russian has begun to destroy the market, and he will use his ruble to build a dynasty that belongs to Chelsea!"

"Then what?"

alex said indifferently.

Mederson frowned and said: "Then, under the influence of Gold Dollar football, the giant destruction of the old premier league!"

"Giant destruction of the premier league?" Alex sneered; "You look down on us. Giant clubs never need anything like foreign investors. Our inner spirit and the wealth of a giant club cannot be replicated by a club that gets an injection of funds from investors. Chelsea wouldn't be able to do anything without the Russian, but you're different, even if Manchester doesn't have foreign investors, he's still a giant club!"

"But." Sir Alex raised his eyebrows; "Gold dollar football? Who named him that?"

"It really doesn't matter." Sir Alex said; "I don't think you'll convince me to put in capital? If so, you really let me down."

"of course not!"

Mederson sighed and said: "I'm now involved in the Premier League industry."

"The Premier League is the most commercial league, and investors will choose to inject their funds here . Therefore, I should lead the layout to welcome the investors. Oh no, it should be referred to as the arrival of the Golden Dollar football."

Hearing this, Sir Alex narrowed his eyes and said; "If, I said no?"

Mederson looked at Sir Alex deeply and said, "It can't be stopped, even you can't stop it. I'm respectful of you, so I don't want to see you entangled by a problem like the Gospel."

Sir Alex is a smart guy, yes, but he's still a footballer. In the face of such an attack, the old man was likely to have an accident.

In response, Sir Alex suddenly laughed, : "This is what your friend said?"

Mederson nodded involuntarily, raised his head suddenly, and said in surprise; "How do you know?"

Sir Alex smiled and said, "It is clear that you have operated Ronaldo from me to Barcelona. It's obviously to be placed in Spain, but before long, you suddenly give up everything that's in Spain and jump into the Premier League market.Why don't you operate there? is the market not promising?"

Mederson scratched his head and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Sir Alex nodded deeply.

"Find a lighter topic, if you talk about this, I'll hit you and kick you out!"

Mederson was sad: "What are we going to talk about?"

"Talk about your friend, let me guess who he is, Football Association Official?"

Mederson shook his head.

Alex raised his eyebrows and said; "rich club manager?"

Mederson smiled and said: "It's close, but it's not."

"Oh?" Sir Alex was interested, he narrowed down the scope and asked; "A manager of five major leagues ?"

"no!"

"Second division general manager?"

"Also not!"

Sir Alex frowned; "league C?"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Mederson suddenly laughed and said: "Not really, let me tell you, he's the sporting director of the German seventh division team, Oh no, now it's supposed to be the sixth division, named Hoffenheim."

Sir Alex suddenly fell silent.

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After a while, Sir Alex got up slowly, and quietly took out his crutches from the side.

Mederson was surprised: "What are you doing?"

Sir Alex suddenly curses: "Dumbass! you dare lie to me, I'll beat you up!"

five minutes later.

Sir Alex looked at the information about Zhang Xian on the phone in shock.

really low level team sports director.

How could this happen!

Of course he was unable to access some secret information, he should only be able to think about it from his point of view.

This is impossible.

Medelson said helplessly: "This is true. In fact, when he told me about this, I was surprised as well."

The sporting director of the low-level team suddenly said that European football would soon experience a storm. It's outrageous.

Sir Alex slowly put down the phone, and finally he sighed and said, "It's a shame."

"Dearly enough?"

Sir Alex pointed to the phone and said: "Unfortunately he's in Germany. He's destined to miss the Gold Dollar football."

"Because of 50+1 policy?" ask Mederson.

Sir Alex nodded and said: "Yes, under the policy of 50+1, investors cannot enter Germany. He can't ride the violent wave of Gold Dollar football."

Mederson shrugs; “Not necessarily, what if the 50+1 policy is abolished?”

Hearing this, Sir Alex's eyes opened wide.

After a while, he shook his head and laughed; "No way! This is impossible!"

Although he said it was impossible, his brows furrowed.

He could not imagine, what if Germany also fell?