Chapter 55
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Li Ang was quite interested in the career of an independent scout.
"Actually, you can be an agent. That way, you can earn a lot more," Li Ang said.
"An agent is too tired," Tomírez said. "An agent has too many things to worry about …" Tomírez winked.
Li Ang smiled understandingly. The circle of agents was much deeper than that of scouts. It seemed that Tomírez was a straightforward person who did not like to beat around the bush.
He liked to deal with people like that and did not bother.
Li Ang handed a piece of paper to Jesús Fernandro Tomírez.
The latter took it and looked at it. There was a name written on it: Juan Carlos.
"I need more information," Tomírez said.
"Juan Carlos, 17 years old," Li Ang said. "He was a player in Getafe's under-17 team and played as a defender. He was terminated by Getafe a month ago. "
Tomírez stared at the piece of paper as if more information would pop out from it.
"An illegal immigrant?" Tomírez suddenly asked.
"How do you know?" Li Ang was surprised.
"Since he used to play for the team, he must have left his contact information. However, I can't get in touch with him. There must be a special reason. For such a young child, I can't think of any other possibility other than being an illegal immigrant." Tomírez smiled confidently.
Bingo was really something.
Li Ang was relieved now. The player recommended by Paller was really good.
"So, it may be more troublesome to find this player," Li Ang said.
"Leave it to me," Tomírez said.
Li Ang looked at him in surprise. It seemed that he did not expect the other party to agree so readily.
"I have my ways," Tomírez said.
Li Ang understood immediately. Tomirez obviously had a lot of connections, and he seemed to have a lot of ways to deal with illegal immigrants.
"Happy cooperation." Li Ang raised his coffee cup. "I'll treat you to a drink next time."
"Nice working with you." Tomirez smiled as well. "See you at the bar next time."
Li Ang's impression of Jesús Fernandro Tomírez was quite good. He was a very straightforward Spanish man who looked very reliable.
That night, Li Ang had a good sleep. In his dream, he hugged a little boy named Juan - Carlos.
The next day, it was a nice day.
Mr. Alberta Constancia Solat was not satisfied with the breakfast that day. He felt that even the breakfast had a fishy smell. He did not want to stay in Gihon, this port city, this godforsaken place any longer.
He had no choice. Everything was for the sake of Sporting de Gijón's genius.
He still had to observe a little more to confirm whether this talented kid who was touted by the Gihon media was really that good. If he really lived up to his name, well … the best players should play for Real Madrid.
Today, Mr. Terstegen Quillarette José Pallada invited him to go to the Maleo training base to watch Sporting de Gijón's B team play a Spanish Serie C game. Who was the opponent? He did not care about that. In short, it was a Serie C game.
Alberta Constancia Solat happily accepted the invitation. It was a good opportunity to observe the kid up close.
After breakfast, Mr. Alberto Constancia Solat picked up the newspaper and casually flipped through it. Then, he saw a piece of news that interested him.
"Talented Rising Star Pallada Tackled by B Team Coach."
"Shocking! This Chinese is destroying Maleo's hope! "
Mr. Alberta Constancia Solat read the report with great interest. He soon figured out that Sporting de Gijón's B team had a new manager. This new manager had a lot of character. It seemed that he was not very interested in the talented player, Pallada, who was highly valued by the team. He actually tackled the young man during training.
Ha, the manager actually tackled the player … Tsk tsk.
Then he saw the sincere and tear-jerking words of Pallada's father in the report.
Alberta Constancia Solat pursed his lips. This Mr. Pallada was really not an honest person. He even said that he had always been deeply in love with Sporting de Gijón. Ha, he was afraid that this family had long wanted to leave Gijón for the big stage.
Of course, Alberta Constancia Solat had seen this kind of thing many times and did not care too much. He only cared about one thing. Looking at the report, Pallada seemed to be unhappy now and had a rift with the club. If this Pallada was really good, this was a great opportunity to poach him.
He really had to thank the manager of Sporting de Gijón's B team. Then the gentleman who was drinking water choked.
LEE-ANG？ Li Ang?
This name was so familiar.
Well, the story of Li Ang and Real Madrid's unhappy breakup had spread all over Chamartin. The scout rarely returned to Chamartin, so he was stunned for a moment before he remembered this name. It was full of familiarity.
It's that Chinese man!
Alberta-Constancia Solarte remembered at once.
Hahaha! He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
I can't take it anymore. I'm dying of laughter. Alberta Constancia Solat rubbed the fat on his stomach. Haha, so it's that Chinese man. Tsk tsk, this guy is really restless. He's like this wherever he goes.
When he was at Real Madrid, he had a falling out with his boss. It was said that when he resigned, he threw his resignation letter directly at the respected Mr. Rodriguez's face.
And there were rumors that this Chinese man had once fought with the current Real Madrid under-17 team A manager, Mr. Candelaria (In fact, Li Ang beat up Candelaria, but Candelaria was afraid of losing face and refused to admit it …). This Chinese man was kicked out of Real Madrid. It turned out that he was re-employed at Sporting de Gijón. It was rare for someone to take him in, but he was restless. This time, he did not fight with others and changed to a flying tackle to his own players. Moreover, the opponent was a talented new star that this small club valued very much …
He was a little expert at courting death.
Tsk tsk, Alberta Constancia Solat felt that he was a little impressed by this Chinese man's ability to cause trouble.
If this talented Sporting de Gijón left and was poached by Real Madrid because of this incident, this Chinese man would lose his job at Sporting de Gijón.
The more Mr. Alberta Constancia Solat thought about it, the happier he became.
If he could give this Chinese man a push behind the scenes and let him join the ranks of the unemployed army again, he would be very happy to do so.
Don't ask him why he did it.
His direct superior's name was Rodriguez.
This was simply a God-given opportunity to kiss Sima's ass.
Mr. Rodriguez would definitely be very happy.
Alberta Constancia Solat felt that he was really lucky to be assigned to the northern coastal area of Spain.
He now did not complain at all that this port city was a ghost place.
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