Legendary Broker

"Marcel, hello."

Marcel Figel is Figel's representative in European football, and Marcel has handled Figel's business in European football for the past two years.Rist knew this.It's just that Rist and Figel don't have a good relationship, so Rist doesn't have much contact with Marcel Figel.But they all eat this bowl of rice in European football, and they are familiar with each other.You can still see them on some occasions, and you can get together.

Rist looked at Marcel Figel suspiciously.There is no cooperation or conflict of interest between them.Marcel Figel actually came to France in person, and then met Jorist.This is already very low in terms of posture.

"Rist, hello."

In the past, Marcel Figel was relatively bullish. When he first came to Europe to eat this bowl of rice with his father, Figel was extremely bullish in world football.At that time, Figel was the guest of the owner and chairman of the world's richest clubs, and many transfers could be done with just one phone call.So Marcel Figel is equally bullish.It's a pity that today is not as good as it used to be. The young people in front of us are the masters of the world football agent industry.Rist, who is younger than himself, has already become the level of Figel back then, and has become a real agent predator.Therefore, when Marcel Figel greeted Rist, he felt a little awkward.

"Marcel, why do you come to France when you have time? It can't be just for me."

"Yes."

Although there were some awkwardness at the beginning, Marcel knew that this was not the time to be angry.So he smiled and said: "Rist, my father asked me to tell you. We have a very good goalkeeper in our hands and are willing to sell it to the Extremadura club at a low price."

Listening to Marcel Figel's words, Rist squinted at Marcel Figel.Although it is not known what Marcel means, the kindness of the release is obvious.Rist didn't understand.Speaking of it, as long as Figel controls many Brazilian players, even if he cannot restore the glory of the year, there is still no problem in being a money-making agent.It is also impossible for Rist to continue to suppress Figel, after all, Figel's foundation is much more reliable than other agents.

Could it be that Figel, who had been a shrinking turtle for more than a year, suddenly gave in?Rist couldn't believe it.Although Figel is old, the kind of reluctance in his bones will never disappear.Rist and Figel didn't have much contact, only a few times.But every time I meet Rist, I can feel Figel's lofty and unyielding character.But what happened this time?

Rist looked at Marcel without speaking, which made Marcel feel very uncomfortable.But Marcel still kept smiling and said: "It's not easy for goalkeepers to land in European football, unless they are international goalkeepers. My players are still young, and they have not entered the national team at the age of 24. So I hope to enter European football through your door. Football."

Rist scoffed at Marcel's words.Although Figel was hit hard.But he has also been in European football for more than 20 years.In terms of various contacts, he is no worse than Lister.If he is really a talented goalkeeper, he has a lot of ways to let him play in Europe.

"May I ask who it is?"

"Flamengo's main goalkeeper Julio Cesar."

Marcel did not go into detail about Cesar, as he believes Rist has enough scouts in South America.The main goalkeeper of a big team like Flamengo believes that Rist should know.

"how much is it?"

"80 euros."

Risto nodded.Cesar was brilliant and Rist knew that.Because Cesar performed very well in the Copa America in 04, he has been the main goalkeeper of Inter Milan since he moved to Inter Milan.The peak moment was winning the Treble under Mourinho, when Cesar was one of the best goalkeepers in European football.Cesar has been the main goalkeeper for Flamengo for two years.The worth is less than 300 million euros.But Figel was willing to give it to Extremadura with 80 euros, and the taste of favor was too strong.

"Marcel, why?"

"Hehe. Rist, I'm just cooperating with you according to my father's orders. I don't know about other things."

What Marcel said was impeccable, and Rist did not ask further.Although he didn't know the reason, Rist still accepted the move.Nodding: "I'm very happy to have such an outstanding player come to Extremadura."

After the two people finished talking.There is no other topic.So Marcel was about to leave, and Rist also sent him to the door.Before leaving, Marcel suddenly turned around and said to Rist with a smile: "Recently I heard that Muscadi and Ribeiro have been negotiating with Barcelona."

Before Rist could react, Marcel got into the car.Looking at Marcel who left, Rist's expression kept changing.Rist has never quite understood the reason why Marcel came to find him today, but now he understands a little bit.

Mascardi?Ribeiro?

Rist stood there thinking for a while, and he almost understood.Figel, the old fox, told himself in this way.And you have to deal with Mascardi and Ribeiro with your own hands.

Muscardi is an idiot with strong wrists, but unfortunately his eyesight is wrong.If a person like Muscardi was placed on the ancient battlefield, he would be a fool with strong tactical ability but insufficient strategic ability.Of course Ribeiro is the same.In predicting the development of football, Figel is far smarter than them.

Rist is not one to take his popularity and not fight back.If Rist is really squeezed out of Barcelona by them, then Rist will become a big joke in this industry.Really big joke.Although it wouldn't hurt Rist's vitality, it would also damage Rist's great prestige.The brokerage industry depends not only on strength, but also on momentum.Not just this industry, but many industries.Some people are still strong.But when the situation starts to change, it will affect his development.

What is the wall down everyone pushes.The downfall of many great figures in history began with small things.If the small things are not handled well, then many people will come up and push them together, and finally the big people will be pushed down.If Rist loses in Barcelona, ​​although there will not be such serious consequences, it will also put Rist under a lot of pressure.

Even Lyster couldn't stand playing with me.Rist has already begun to calculate how to fight back against them.

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"He really went back?"

"Yes. And Andre went back together."

Muscardi frowned, a little confused.Muscardi thinks too much these days.

"anything else?

"There is another piece of news. After Figel left, Marcel went to France immediately. He flew back to Spain from France on the same day, and then went to the Extremadura club."

When Mascardi heard the news from his subordinates, he stood up nervously and walked around.Muscardi is a football hooligan who treats his players as commodities and slaves for money.As he said himself, he is a broker, not a nanny.

This person is arrogant, but his ability to get to the present is very strong.Since coming to Spain, Muscardi has always felt that something is missing.Especially that old guy in Figel always makes people feel uneasy, so he will find someone to pay attention to Figel's side.Although Figel hadn't made any moves for more than two months, Mascardi didn't dare to relax at all.

He started from scratch, found the right time to rise to become a broker tycoon, his vision is very sharp.Of course, because Muscardi only knows how to play tricks and has not laid a solid foundation, it is very difficult now.But that keen sense of timing has not disappeared.These days he has been worried and scared, always feeling that something bad is going to happen.

Now that he heard the exact news, Muscardi's expression became more and more nervous.Muscardi paced back and forth, never sitting down.Then after thinking for a long time, I asked that person, "Is there any news about Rist?"

"I heard that Riester is still in France."

"Still in France?"

Confused, Muscardi is getting more and more confused.But one thing he was clear about.Although Muscardi didn't quite understand Figel's thoughts, but Figel sold them, he was sure of that.He couldn't help but let out a "bah" and said, "Figer is an old bastard. None of these people can be trusted."

Muscardi has a keen sense of smell.From a little bit of news, we can analyze the current situation changes.He patted his table nervously with his fingers quickly, even sweating on his face.

"How's Ribeiro?"

"There seems to be some progress. Barcelona seem to be very interested in Robinho."

"That's a fart. How about Roselle take him to play?"

Muscardi couldn't help complaining.He already understood after a few days of contact with Barcelona.That kid Roselle is completely the one who doesn't see the rabbits and doesn't scatter the eagles, the one who doesn't want to offend others as long as he wants to benefit.But Begilistan has some ideas, so Muscardi has been working hard on him these days, hoping to make Laporta change his mind.But time waits for no one, and it seems that I can't wait for that time.

Speaking of Ribeiro, Muscardi couldn't help but get a headache.Although Ribeiro is very strong, he has been the second child in Brazilian football for too long.This time, let him take the lead and completely become an idiot.

Ribeiro?Ribeiro?Don't blame my brother for not being loyal, it's not my fault.The one who was the strongest and should have done the most ran away, and sold both of us on the way.I am also forced to.It's not that the brothers are unkind, it's that the world is unkind.A dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor daoist, your death is better than the death of a brother.

After thinking for a while, Mascardi said decisively to his staff: "You contact Otti immediately, no, contact Sorel directly. Tell him that I want to treat him to dinner, and I want to tell him Valencia talk about Aimar's contract renewal."