Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
There were 59 different beaches in Rio de Janeiro. Copacabana, with its beautiful scenery, was one of the more famous beaches. Richard Stewart, Lenny? The concerts of Crovitz and the Rolling Stones attracted a large number of tourists and locals.
According to one statistic, nearly three-quarters of Brazil's 200 million people lived around the 5,000-mile coastline. Even in Manaus, which was more than 1,000 miles inland from the sea, people lived like Rio on the coast. The inland people spent the weekend lying on the banks of the Amazon River, eating the same barbecue, playing the same games, and dancing the same samba as their coastal compatriots.
When men came to the beach, the most common sport was football, occasionally running, volleyball, and surfing. The task of women was very simple, which was to walk around in the most economical bikini.
In Brazil, playing football on the beach was a necessary skill for men. Frankly speaking, their skills were quite good, and some of their fancy moves were amazing. This was the best place for these overly hormonal men to flirt and hunt because girls also liked to come here, either in the hope of a beautiful encounter or in the hope of finding a handsome man. In short, for a Brazilian girl, everything you needed could be found on the beach.
Football, samba, and beach culture all emphasized the importance of the body, so Brazilians valued the body very much. In their view, having a vigorous body was more enviable than owning a house.
*****
On this day, the sky was blue, the sea was blue, and the crowd was weaving in and out of Copacabana.
Twenty-one-year-old Pepe was lying on a beach chair, squinting at his target. It was a girl with healthy wheat-colored skin. Her buttocks were perky, and she was doing exercises like bending her knees and lifting her legs on the beach.
Most importantly, the girl was topless, and she was proudly showing her proud body to the world. Rio's government decreed that women could show their breasts on the beach, which was also the result of the women's demonstration in Rio.
What a beautiful girl. Even if she was a hundred meters away, Pepe could still smell her pure scent. This was the smell that Pepe liked, and it was incomparable to those prostitutes who could be bought with money.
Pepe put on his sunglasses and decided to attack. This girl could make his entire vacation very fulfilling. He felt that his spring had come.
"Hey, girl, do you need me to apply sunscreen for you?" Pep whistled and asked.
God as a witness, this guy's excuse for flirting was really low!
The girl stood up, not minding the bald man's gaze lingering on her breasts. She picked up a towel and gently wiped her body. Then, she said to the bald man who was wearing a ridiculous pair of flowery pants, "Five hundred reals!"
Pep was stunned. We could totally imagine this young man's heartache at this moment. What kind of pure feeling was this? What kind of spring was this? Go f * ck yourself, this chick is actually a delinquent girl!
Why are you a lost girl?!
The girl glanced at Pep, who was in a daze, and cursed 'poor bastard' in her heart. She then turned around to leave.
"Two hundred and fifty!" Pep gritted his teeth. "That's it!"
“OK!”
The deal was quickly made, but the young Pepe was not very happy. He lowered his head and walked back with the girl. He felt that he should have said 200 reals.
*****
At this moment, Pepe's phone rang.
"Where are you?" After the call was connected, the person on the other side asked immediately.
"Uh, Copacabana."
"Don't f * cking think about hitting on girls, Pep," the voice roared. "Book the fastest flight back to Portugal."
"Uh, Jorge, but I'm not interested in the UEFA European Championship." Pep said to his agent, Jorge Mendes. At the same time, he reached out and touched the hot girl's butt next to him. What was there to see in the UEFA European Championship? It was not as happy and fulfilling as him in Brazil.
"Who f * cking told you that I'm coming back to Portugal to watch the UEFA European Championship?" Mendes was furious. It seemed that the kid thought that he asked him to come back to Portugal to watch the game. "You're going to be traded by FC Porto to a Spanish club. I'm dealing with this matter now. Hurry back to Portugal."
"Ah —" Pep was stunned at first, then asked in surprise, "Which team? Barcelona or Real Madrid? "
Mendes was so angry that he laughed. However, he knew the character of the guy under him. He threw out a sentence. "Sporting de Gijón. That's it. Book the fastest flight back!"
"Sporting de Gijón?" Pep was stunned. What kind of club was this?
"Hey, dear. Where are we going now?" asked the girl who was waiting at the side.
"Go, go, go." Pep waved his hand impatiently. "I have something to do."
The girl glanced at Pep, then without another word, screamed and pounced on him. "Bastard! Do you think you can touch my butt as you wish? 100 reals, or don't even think about leaving. "
Pep was caught off guard. With a cry, the corner of his eye was scratched …
As a famous tough guy in the football world, in the face of such an attack, Pep naturally ran away.
The hot girl who scratched the corner of his eye continued to attack while calling for her friends. Then, on the beach of Copacabana, people saw this scene: more than a dozen young girls in bikinis or topless hunted down a bald young guy with murderous intent. Not far away, the security police in charge of the security of the beach smoked a cigarette and laughed as he watched the scene. In the end, he even bet on whether the brat would be beaten to death after being caught by the girls, or … beaten to death.
*****
On this day, in the distant Iberian Peninsula.
After the end of the first leg of the promotion playoff final against Getafe, the Sporting de Gijón team had returned from Madrid to Gijón.
However, their manager, Li Ang, did not return with the team. He stayed in Madrid.
The assistant manager, Banderas, told Li Ang that he had contacted Pep's agent and the two sides agreed to meet in Madrid.
Li Ang arrived in advance at the reserved restaurant to wait for Mendes.
Li Ang had long heard of Jorge Mendes as a super agent and was fascinated by him. Of course, this referred to the later part of his previous life. Now, in 2004, Mendes could be said to have just begun to make a name for himself and had not yet become the agent who would later influence the football world.
Before this summer, Mendes only had a certain amount of power in Portugal and little reputation in European football. But this summer, riding on the momentum of FC Porto winning the UEFA Champions League title, Mendes really began to make a name for himself. Mendes sent a number of his players, including Ferreira, as well as the new UEFA Champions League champion, Mourinho, to Chelsea in exchange for the largest income in Porto's history. At the same time, he also completed the first explosion in his career.
Of course, although Mendes had just made a name for himself and was not very famous, as the agent of Mourinho, Decaux, Ferreira, and other UEFA Champions League managers and champions, Li Ang had to take his fame and weight seriously. After all, Li Ang's status was even weaker: he was just the manager of a Segunda División team!
He had reached a consensus with Porto on the transfer of Pep in exchange for Jeffrey. Now, all that needed to be done was to settle the player. Li Ang knew that the key to settling Pep was to settle Pep's agent, Jorge Mendes.
*****
The two sides had agreed to meet at eight o 'clock in the evening. It was already 7: 50, and Mendes had not yet arrived.
Li Ang was not anxious or angry. For him now, even if Mendes was late, he had to accept it. Of course, it was not eight o 'clock yet. The other party was not late. Li Ang had arrived early.
The relationship between the manager and the agent was very complicated. Sometimes the manager needed to please the agent, and sometimes the agent needed to please the manager. Now it was Li Ang's turn as the manager of a Segunda División team to please Jorge Mendes, the agent who had made a name for himself.
Li Ang, who was bored to death, picked up a newspaper. It was today's AS.
It had news of the game between Sporting de Gijón and Getafe. AS attacked Li Ang and Sporting de Gijón, saying that Li Ang's team's conservative tactics were the graveyard of artistic football. The media, which had old grudges with Li Ang, naturally chose to ignore the fact that Li Ang's team had played against many for 80 minutes, which was the factor that forced Sporting de Gijón to play conservative tactics.
Of course, MARCA did not have anything good to say about Getafe. They criticized the small Madrid club's attack for being disorganized and wasting good opportunities.
Jorge Mendes had arrived.
Li Ang put down the newspaper and got up to greet him.
"Mr. Jorge Mendes?"
"Coach Li Ang?"
"Hello! Mr. Mendes. " Li Ang reached out his hand. He looked up and saw the clock in the restaurant. It was exactly eight o 'clock. Li Ang smiled.
"Hello! Sorry to keep you waiting, "Mendes said with a polite handshake.
Then Mendes saw the newspaper that Li Ang had put on the table.
Li Ang also saw that Mendes was also holding a copy of AS. The newspaper turned to the page where AS scolded Li Ang.
The two men looked at each other and then laughed together.
*****
Almost at the same time, in the distant Rio de Janeiro, Pepe, who had a few scratches on the corner of his eyes and face, and was covered in tape, also boarded the flight to Portugal dejectedly.
"Sporting de Gijón, Sporting de Gijón, what kind of stupid club is this …" The young Pepe felt that his future was bleak. He was ready to make a name for himself in the new European champion, FC Porto, but he was suddenly struck by a bolt from the blue …
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