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The shaking of the La Liga table.

  "Mr. Old A? It's Old A from the National Sports Institute?"

  "Yes, that's me. I work for the National Institute of Sport, in charge of soccer, with rights above the officials A."

  Hua was shocked, "You are actually the legendary old a?leader, nice to meet you."

  "Mr. Hua, what I'm calling you this time to say is very simple. I have already given instructions to Official A that Su Yun must be added to the over national team waiting list! His strength is unquestionable and is our hope to reach the 2014 World Cup!"

  "It's... Of course it's good, it's just..." Hua was about to say something, as he was now blindsided!

  An Official A and Official B came before, and a mouthful was two million dollars, and here comes an even bigger one, how much is it going to cost?

  Old A seemed to be aware of this and said, "Mr. Hua, if there are any hard feelings, feel free to say so. I exist to straighten out Chinese soccer."

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