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“Mr. Florentino, nice to et you.” After the small talk, Finn Lewis took the initiative and said with a smile.
“Mr. Lewis, I’m glad to et you too, but I’m wondering why you’re seeking out?” Florentino inquired, directing this look towards Finn Lewis.
“Ah, you see, last night, I decided to beco a fan of Real Madrid.” Finn Lewis nodded and spoke earnestly. As soon as he finished his sentence, Will, standing behind him, almost keeled over. I an, isn’t that a rather odd thing to say? Sothing like “I decided to beco a fan of Real Madrid last night”?… It sounds fake. Do you honestly think that a middle-aged faithful of Real Madrid can believe that?
“Uhh…Then on behalf of all the fans of Real Madrid, I must welco Mr. Lewis as a new mber of our big family.” Florentino was completely puzzled by Finn. It took a mont of speechlessness before he hastily replied. He still had no idea what Finn was up to, but c’mon, who decides to beco a football fan overnight? Clearly, the sentence is nonsensical.
“No, no, no. Just this is not sufficient. I have registered as a mber of the Real Madrid club too,” Finn asserted quite plainly.
A small spark was ignited in Florentino’s heart. Registering as a mber ant becoming one of the masters of Real Madrid, putting him and Finn on the sa level. The Real Madrid club is no ordinary club, with no shareholding system, so Florentino was still unsure about Finn’s true intention.
“As a mber of the Real Madrid club, I believe I should bear so of the club’s debt and contribute to it. Therefore, I have decided to donate 50 million South Federation currencies as a mbership fee, free of charge,” Finn said flatly.
Will, standing behind Finn, didn’t have the energy left to retort. Well, alright, he had gotten used to Finn not viewing money as an object. “Mr. Lewis, what do you think you’re doing?” After a mont of silence, Florentino chipped in. There’s no such thing as a free lunch – although this proverb might not be known in the Sperian Kingdom, Florentino knew what it ant. Lewis might be rich, his wealth may be many tis Florentino’s, but no one, no matter how wealthy, would throw money away for no reason.
If Finn was a true fan, that could explain part of it, but he explicitly said to Florentino that he had only just decided to beco a fan of Real Madrid. “Oh, there’s nothing else. Just a small request. Real Madrid has a player nad Elias, right?” Finn asked casually.
“Hmm.” Florentino was quite familiar with the players in Real Madrid, at least with the main players.
“I don’t like him. I don’t think he’s worthy of Real Madrid, so I hope Real Madrid can sell him off. No matter the selling price, I’m willing to contribute fifty million South Federation currencies,” Finn stated directly.
Florentino was completely taken aback. Did Elias have so kind of feud with Finn? It seems unlikely, the two of them are from completely different worlds. How could there be a grudge? Not just Elias, to put it bluntly, even if Florentino himself wanted to offend Finn… there’s probably no chance, because the difference in power between them is too vast.
This simply isn’t a rivalry that exists on the sa level, how could there possibly be a grudge?
“This…Mr. Lewis, your demand seems a bit unreasonable,” Florentino said with so speechlessness.
“What’s so demanding about it? Okay, I think my words may be difficult for you to accept, Mr. Middle-Aged Man. Let’s put it this way, how much is Elias worth? 30 million South Federation currencies? Or 40 million? There should be clubs interested in him, right? If any club inquires with an offer, say for 35 million South Federation currencies, I would directly donate an extra 50 million South Federation currencies to Real Madrid. This would amount to a total price of 85 million South Federation currencies. Selling a midfielder for so much would be like Madrid hitting the jackpot , right?” Finn said with a grin.
Will was completely speechless. Alright, with Finn’s explanation, even he found it making sense. Only…Will couldn’t help but to start feeling sorry for Elias. Is it a cri to apologize? Of course not, it cannot kill soone. But now, Elias, you’re probably in for so bad luck. Will had deciphered Finn’s intention. He was determined to ruin Elias’ professional career.
Florentino was sowhat speechless as well. Alright, with Finn’s explanation, it was hard to deny that he was tempted. As a Real Madrid enthusiast, he was able to bring Zidane to the club and start a star-studded policy, making Real Madrid what it is today. This proved that in his eyes, there isn’t a player who can’t be sold. Elias was valued around 35 million, Florentino was well aware of it since there were clubs willing to offer this price.
But at the ti, Real Madrid had refused, countering with a price of 40 million South Federation currencies, which was declined by the interested party.
Now, if Finn was willing to add an extra fifty million, what was there for Real Madrid to consider?
“Although I am quite tempted by the money, it seems this deal may not be feasible for Real Madrid,” Florentino began hesitantly.
“Hmm?” Finn Lewis raised an eyebrow.
“Half of Elias’s transfer rights belongs to Atletico Madrid,” Florentino said with a bitter smile.
“Really?” Even though Finn was not particularly knowledgeable about football, he knew that Atletico Madrid and Real Madrid were arch-rivals. How could they possibly share the transfer rights of the sa player? “Isn’t Elias’s contract negotiated with Real Madrid?”
“That is… Well, it’s a long story.” Florentino hesitated for a mont, but decided to explain: “Atletico Madrid bought fifty percent of Elias’s transfer rights from another club. However,per the contract, unless Atletico Madrid can make a one-ti paynt of 70 million South Federation currencies as a training fee, Atletico Madrid only has the dividend right of Elias’s transfer fee, not the decision right.”
“And what if Atletico Madrid does make a one-ti paynt of 70 million South Federation currencies?” Finn looked at Florentino and asked.
“Then Real Madrid will lose Elias, with his entire transfer rights belonging to Atletico Madrid,” Florentino replied straightforwardly.
“Oh, I see,” Finn nodded thoughtfully.
“Um, no,” Will shook his head.
“Great.” Finn nodded, then promptly stood up, and said to Florentino: “Mr. Florentino, I hope that we can et again soon.”
“Yes, I look forward to it,” Florentino replied sowhat confusedly, watching Finn. From beginning to end, Florentino was sowhat bewildered, completely unsure of what Finn was up to. But he seed to glean that there seed to be so conflict between Finn and Elias.
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