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10: Raiola's gift!

Early the next morning, the office base of the Indian Football team.

The middle-aged man who was very rampant at that time and claimed to want to make Rocky without the ball to play, listened to the phone in his hand with a gray face.

"Tell me, why did you fire him?"

"Do you have the ability to fight against the public opinion of the masses?"

"You don't have that ability, you know that."

"Okay now, what do you say?!"

The person on the other end of the phone was the leader of the middle-aged man, but he usually doesn't care much about the team. For him, this team was just for profit. It wasn't until such a thing happened that he planned to intervene.

"But... he hit me."

The middle-aged man was unwilling.

"Okay! Would you mind saying that?"

"It's okay to ask for money. If you don't have money to let his mother come to accompany you, can you say such a thing?"

"Just say it, let the other people know!"

"Okay, the organization is ready to punish you."

"You don't do it anymore."

"I'll let others send out the specific apology announcement, just pack up and go home."

"Also, don't forget to keep your shitty mouth shut."

After speaking, the man on the other end of the phone hung up.

Only the man who was paralyzed into a lump of flesh was left.

Now he was extremely regretful.

Why were you so rude in the first place?

If you are not cheap, you may be a great hero now.

Ten minutes later.

Indian Football Association publicly issued an apology on Twitter, INS, etc.

"Because of Rishik Modi work attitude was not correct, he brought his personal emotions into the work, so our team executives has decided to fire him and ban him from entering any football regarding events in near future."

"Please forgive us, fans and friends."

Instead of apologizing directly to Rocky, they didn't even mentioned his name at all.

Out from this, we can be see that those executives would care less if another Rocky is fired...All this farce was to calm down the public opinions.

....

Rocky, who was far away in England, didn't had time to care about so many things.

He knew that bastard was expelled when he was talking with his mother on the phone.

After winning the team and making a good start, the whole team was in high spirits.

Especially the old man Ranieri, although he said in an interview with reporters that Leicester City's goal was to stay in the Premier League next season.

But in private, during a meeting with the players, the old man Ranieri revealed his ambitions.

"We're going to play in Europe next season!"

"That's our goal this season!"

"We have a lot of good players, but it's a huge loss if we can't even play in Europe!"

These are the words of the old man Ranieri in the locker room after the team's first game.

Rocky also agreed with the old man, but in his opinion, if the team wants to compete for the fourth place, it may be too difficult.

Of course, this is not without hope.

If Ranieri knew what he was thinking, tears would fall.

Big brother! The European war I am talking about is the Europa League, not the European war!

In this way, the whole team was united, holding the same goal, going all out for training, and preparing to move forward towards the goal of the European war.

...

"Hello? Hello, are you Jorge Mendes?"

"Cristiano Ronaldo's agent? Want to be my agent?"

"Sorry, I need time to think about it."

Rocky reluctantly put down the phone in his hand. Since he finished the game yesterday, his mobile phone number seems to have spread to the agents of the whole football.

No matter how famous or small, as long as it was an agent, they will take the initiative to contact Rocky, and recommended themselves.

After all, now Rocky's ability and performance are obvious to all.

It can be said that if he continues to perform like this this year, then next year's Golden Boy Award will be his.

If Leicester City's results can be better, there is no problem with Rocky entering the Ballon d'Or squad.

In the face of such genius and potential stocks, I am afraid that no broker will choose to give up.

It's just that there are so many agents... so many that Rocky doesn't know how to choose.

Just when Rocky was struggling, another phone call came.

He sighed and connected the phone.

There was a thick man's voice on the other end of the phone. His English was not very standard, but people could hear what he was saying.

"Hello, I'm Mino Raiola, I'm in Leicester now, does Mr. Rocky have time to meet me?"

"I'm in a coffee shop near King Power Stadium right now."

"Trust me, Mr. Rocky, this won't take too much of your time."

Hearing Raiola's words, Rocky fell silent.

The agents who called before were basically talking about how professional they were and how good their resources were.

But none of them would come straight to England to find himself like Raiola.

Just because of Raiola's attitude, Rocky felt that he should meet Raiola.

...

Ten minutes later.

Rocky sat in the coffee and looked at the fat man sitting in front of him. He didn't expected that the man in front of him who looked more like a ruffian or an underworld boss was actually the top broker in the world.

There is a saying that there are only two kinds of brokers in the world, one was Raiola and the other was Jorge Mendes.

Of course, only in football circle.

This can represent the status of Raiola and Mendes in the brokerage world.

"Hello, I don't need to introduce myself. The purpose of my visit this time is to become your agent."

"In the future, I will be responsible for your contract renewal, transfer, salary increase, and replacement of substitutes."

"And you only need to give me 20% of the fee, yes, I only need 20%."

Raiola didn't say much nonsense, and went straight to the point, stating his intentions and conditions.

"Twenty percent?"

Even if Rocky didn't have an agent before, he knew that Raiola's offer was too attractive.

For a newcomer like him, the agent will usually take 50%. There are even sixty percent.

And for a top star like Ronaldo, Mendes only charges 30% of the fee.

Of course, the fee here is a cut of the endorsement.

As for the agent's salary and other income, Rocky's team was responsible for paying.

"Because there is a big market behind you, and a big market waiting to be explored."

"Other teams have tried to develop your market, but they have basically failed."

"The reason is simple because they don't have Indian origin players here. All previous players flopped in international leagues."

"And you, represent the entire market."

"That's why I'm only willing to charge 20%."

Raiola was honest, and if he wasn't honest, he wouldn't be where he is now.

"But... the transfer side."

I have to say, Rocky was a little heartbroken.

If the person opposite him was not Raiola, I'm afraid he would simply choose to agree.

Looking at the hesitant Rocky, Raiola also understood what he meant and explained with a smile.

"Although I do have a bad reputation in terms of transfers, you believe me, this is a decision I made after abiding by the opinions and consent of the players."

"Take Ibrahimovic, you think with his character, if I force him to transfer or make a huge commission."

"Will he still work with me now?"

I have to say, Raiola was very persuasive.

He just used Ibrahimovic as a metaphor, and Rocky was persuaded by him.

"Then, happy cooperation."

Rocky offered to reach out.

"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't refuse."

"That's why I brought you a special gift."

With that said, Raiola took out a contract from the briefcase he was carrying and handed it to Rocky.

"Puma's endorsement."

"Although there is only one million a year, as long as you play well on the court, even if it is an endorsement fee of tens of millions of euros, I can negotiate."

"As a gift, I won't take this endorsement, you can keep it and pay the tax."

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