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Chapter 8 Buying A Club

May 2018, and PrimeKick Investments was at the pinnacle of its growth. The company's value had skyrocketed, reaching an astounding €4.6 billion. Investments in companies like Netflix had paid off in ways no one could have predicted. Sitting in his office, overlooking the Manchester skyline, Ren Fujimoto couldn't help but smile. It wasn't just luck that got him here. His early years of gambling in his past life had sharpened his instincts for risk-taking, and those same instincts had carried over into trading stocks. Now, it had all come full circle.

The firm had grown, acquiring high-stakes assets and venturing into new territories, but what Ren had in store next was something far bigger. The buzz inside PrimeKick's office had reached a fever pitch by June 2018. The rumors had been swirling for weeks, but the world wasn't prepared for what came next: PrimeKick Investments had purchased Newcastle United, a legendary football club in the English Premier League, for €450 million, acquiring a 85% stake.

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The news hit like a thunderbolt. Media outlets across the world splashed the shocking headline on their front pages:

"PrimeKick Investments Purchases Newcastle United for €450 Million: A New Chapter Begins!"

In an official statement, PrimeKick emphasized their vision for the club's future:

"The ownership group, together with the club's executive team, will continue to build on the solid foundations laid in recent years for long-term, sustainable success. We are committed to both the team and our amazing fans, and we are incredibly excited about the future prospects for Newcastle United."

The statement was measured and careful, but it was Scott who provided the personal touch. Standing at a press conference with a line of microphones in front of him, he delivered the message that fans had been waiting for.

Scott, sharply dressed in a navy suit, smiled as he addressed the media. "Newcastle is a special, unique club," he said, his voice clear and calm. "Being a part of this incredible journey as its co-owner has been an honor. We're not here to tear down what's been built. We're here to invest, to grow, and to bring long-term success to the club and its supporters. This isn't just a business acquisition for us. It's about preserving the heart and soul of this football club."

The reaction was mixed. Some fans were cautiously optimistic, excited by the prospect of new ownership and serious investment, while others were skeptical. Had PrimeKick overpaid? €450 million was a staggering amount, especially considering the mixed fortunes of the club over the last decade. But for Ren and Scott, the value lay in more than the club's current standing. Newcastle represented history, passion, and untapped potential. It was the perfect project.

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Inside St. James' Park, Newcastle's iconic stadium, the air was buzzing with the news. The boardroom, normally a place of somber meetings and meticulous planning, was now a hub of speculation. Lee Charnley, the club's long-serving Managing Director, had seen many changes over the years, but nothing quite like this. He stood by the large window in his office, looking out over the stadium's vast green pitch, his mind spinning with thoughts about the new ownership.

"Four hundred and fifty million," he muttered, shaking his head. His secretary, Maggie, stood beside him, her arms full of papers.

"They really went all in," Maggie remarked, flipping through the documents in her hands. "I mean, they must have seen something. That's a lot of money."

Lee chuckled, though there was a hint of unease in his voice. "It's not about what they've seen—it's what they think they can build. The question is, will it work?"

Maggie raised an eyebrow. "Scott seems confident. And they're talking big about youth development and infrastructure. Maybe this is what the club needs."

Lee turned away from the window, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Yeah, maybe. We've been crying out for proper investment in the academy for years. The youth setup is the key to long-term success. I've been saying that for a decade."

Maggie handed him a file, her expression lightening. "Speaking of youth, here's the list of academy players they're interested in. It's... impressive."

Lee took the file, flipping through the names. His eyes narrowed, and then, a smile spread across his face. "Oh, I know this one... Jamal Musiala. Talented kid. Known for his dribbling in the youth leagues."

Maggie nodded. "Is he the one that's been turning heads in the academy system, even across Europe. I've heard comparisons to some of the top-tier playmakers."

Lee continued scanning the names, nodding approvingly. "These are the types of players we should've been scouting years ago. If PrimeKick puts their money where their mouth is, we might actually have a shot at building something special here."

Maggie smiled. "Seems like they're serious about it. I mean, they wouldn't have dropped €450 million just to coast, would they?"

Lee chuckled again, though this time, there was a trace of genuine optimism in his voice. "I hope not. But we'll see. The Premier League can chew up and spit out ambitious owners. If they think this is just another investment, they'll be in for a rude awakening."

Maggie sat down, adjusting her glasses as she opened another file. "Well, one thing's for sure. It's going to be interesting."

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With the season over, the focus shifted towards one of the club's most crucial areas: youth development. Ren, though behind the scenes, had always been deeply invested in building from the ground up. He knew that the heart of any great club was its academy, a place where raw talent could be nurtured and transformed into stars.

In an internal meeting with the Newcastle executive team, Lee Charnley stood at the head of the table, discussing the strategic direction with PrimeKick's newly appointed Director of Football and the other senior staff. A large projector screen displayed detailed lists of the academy's current setup, including potential players for future recruitment.

"The higher-ups have made it clear," Lee said, his voice steady but firm. "We're investing heavily in youth. The focus is on long-term success, which means building the best development program in the league."

One of the scouts, Darren, piped up from the other side of the room. "What kind of budget are we looking at here? Last time we tried something like this, we barely had enough to sign new footballs."

There was a chuckle from a few of the staff members, but Lee didn't smile. He glanced at the PrimeKick representative in the corner, who nodded slightly. "That's not going to be a problem this time. PrimeKick is serious about putting money into the academy. We're not talking scraps here. We're talking serious investment—facilities, scouting networks, everything."

The room fell silent, everyone understanding the weight of the words. Newcastle United had the financial backing now, and it wasn't just about surviving in the Premier League. It was about rebuilding and rising.

Lee gestured toward the screen. "We've already compiled a list of potential signings for the academy, we'll have a first-team players in a few years."

Lee sighed, tapping the table with his fingers. "We'll need to move fast. But with the support we've got backing us now, we've got the power to compete with big clubs. That's the difference PrimeKick makes."

Maggie, who was seated quietly next to Lee, spoke up. "And we're not just looking at local talent, right? They've made it clear on the specific players they want which is odd, they surely must have scouting teams."

Lee nodded. "Maybe but we'll be looking at players across Europe, South America, Africa. We want to create a pipeline of talent that feeds directly into our first team. This isn't about spending millions on big-name transfers. It's about creating a sustainable model, one where we grow our own stars."

The room was filled with murmurs of agreement. The new ownership had brought with it a vision that Newcastle hadn't seen in years. For once, there was real hope that the club could build something lasting.

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As the month of June 2018 rolled on, the transformation at Newcastle United was palpable. The boardroom decisions were already trickling down to the training grounds, where scouts, coaches, and staff worked to implement the new vision. The fans, too, began to feel the shift. What had once been a club struggling to maintain its footing in the Premier League was now brimming with potential.

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The afternoon sun streamed through the large windows of Ren Fujimoto's apartment in Pomona Strand, Manchester. Ren had just finished a meeting with his UEFA Pro License mentors and was now relaxing on the couch, his feet kicked up on the coffee table. A mug of tea steamed gently next to him. He reached for the remote and flicked on the TV, tuning in to Sky Sports News.

On the screen, a familiar pair of pundits were sitting behind a sleek glass desk, their serious expressions belying the excitement of the topic at hand. A large banner at the bottom of the screen read:

BREAKING NEWS: PrimeKick Investments Buys Newcastle United for €450M

The host, Jim White, a seasoned veteran with his signature yellow tie, sat upright, his hands gesturing animatedly as he spoke.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, the news is out—Newcastle United has new owners. PrimeKick Investments, the financial firm that's made waves in the business world, has splashed a staggering €450 million to purchase a 85% stake in the club. This deal has rocked the Premier League, and we've got plenty to discuss."

Next to Jim was Kaveh Solhekol, the transfer expert, who was eagerly nodding, adjusting his papers.

"It's unbelievable, Jim," Kaveh said. "This deal came out of nowhere. PrimeKick has been making headlines in the financial world for a while now, but very few people expected them to step into football—let alone purchase one of the biggest clubs in England."

Jim leaned forward, his eyes gleaming. "And they didn't just buy the club, Kaveh, they've already made some bold statements about their plans for Newcastle. Youth development, infrastructure investment—they're talking long-term here. But… and it's a big 'but'—€450 million! Some are saying they've overpaid for the club. What's your take?"

Kaveh adjusted his glasses, his expression thoughtful. "Well, Jim, it's a significant sum, no doubt about it. To put it into perspective, clubs like Liverpool and Manchester United are valued much higher, but for a club like Newcastle, which has struggled with consistency in recent years, €450 million is a serious amount of money. Some are questioning the value, but I think the bigger story here is why PrimeKick has done it."

Jim raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Go on."

Kaveh smiled slightly, sensing the weight of his words. "Look, PrimeKick isn't just any investment firm. These guys, have turned into a billion-dollar empire in just the space of a few years. They don't just throw money at something unless they see serious potential for growth. The way I see it, they're betting on Newcastle being a sleeping giant—untapped potential just waiting for the right investment."

Jim grinned, leaning back in his chair. "Well, they certainly have the fan base. Newcastle's supporters are some of the most passionate in the country, but passion alone doesn't win titles. It's been a long time since the Magpies were a real force in English football. What do you think the fans are feeling right now?"

Kaveh chuckled. "It's mixed, Jim. You've got the optimists, who are excited about the prospect of new ownership after years of mediocrity. But then you've got the realists, the ones who are saying, 'We've been here before, let's not get ahead of ourselves.' They know it's going to take more than just money to turn things around."

Jim nodded, his expression serious again. "And let's not forget the managerial situation. Do you think PrimeKick has plans to bring in a big-name manager? Or do they stick with what they've got?"

Kaveh rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "That's the question, isn't it? We've seen big takeovers in the past, and the first thing new owners often do is shake things up on the managerial side. But if they're serious about long-term development, they might not go for a flashy name. They'll want someone who can build something sustainable. And that could mean bringing in someone young, maybe even giving someone like Rafael Benítez, if he stays, the proper backing to develop the team."

Jim shifted the conversation, glancing at his notes. "And let's talk youth development. PrimeKick made it clear in their press release that they plan to invest heavily in youth. We've already heard names like Erling Haaland being linked to the club. What's the thinking behind that?"

Kaveh leaned in, his voice excited. "Youth development is key, Jim. If you look at the top clubs in Europe—Barcelona, Ajax, even Manchester City—they're all investing in youth setups that produce world-class players. If PrimeKick is serious about making Newcastle a powerhouse, then building a pipeline of young talent is essential. If Newcastle can bring in players of that caliber, they're laying the foundation for something big."

Jim looked straight at the camera, his expression a mix of excitement and caution. "Well, one thing's for sure—Newcastle United is entering a new era, and whether this gamble by PrimeKick pays off or not, the football world will be watching closely. The Toon Army is hoping for glory days again, but only time will tell if PrimeKick can deliver."

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Sitting on his couch, Ren couldn't help but chuckle. The pundits were always so eager to dissect every move, every statement. He took a sip, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he watched Jim and Kaveh continue to speculate about the future of Newcastle.

Ren had always appreciated the meticulous nature of his planning. Every move had been calculated, every step forward considered with care. The purchase of Newcastle wasn't just a business venture for him—it was a passion project, a chance to reshape a football club that had been in stasis for far too long. He knew there were skeptics, both inside and outside the club. But that didn't bother him. Ren wasn't in this for the short term. He was playing the long game.

As the segment on Sky Sports ended, Ren turned off the TV and sat back, his mind already moving on to the next steps. The season was over, and now the real work would begin. He had to oversee the changes at Newcastle, work with the academy, revamp the scouting system, and lay the groundwork for sustainable success.

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