What made Xiao Ming feel at ease was that Hackby and Bolling were not like those players who decided to leave the team in later generations. They could not find anyone when they turned off their phones, but they just sent agents to negotiate with the club. The players nowadays did not have so many fun things. After Hilton contacted them and said that Xiao Ming wanted to meet them, Bollby and Bolling were quickly agreed.

In a private room in a Chinese restaurant, Xiao Ming saw Bryn and Hakbe.

"Sit down, what do you want to eat?" Xiao Ming asked with a smile on his face, as if he was not grudged.

Bryn shook his head: "No, boss, just have a cup of coffee."

Brin looked at Xiao Ming with a calm look. Xiao Ming smiled, then looked at Hackby. The young England striker seemed a little uneasy and just nodded: "It's OK like Gary."

"Although this is a Chinese restaurant, there is still coffee. Although in China, people drink more tea, and I drink tea here every time I come here." Xiao Ming smiled, turned to signal to Hilton, Hilton nodded and went out.

"The coffee hasn't arrived yet, but I think we can talk about it before."

Xiao Ming poured himself a cup of tea, and then poured a cup for both of them: "You can also try this. People always have to try something new, because it may be beyond your imagination."

Bolling picked up the cup that was only a little bigger than his fingernail and poured it into one bite.

Soon, he sprayed out the tea he had just drunk. Seeing him like this, Huckby licked it carefully and immediately stuck out his tongue: "It's bitter, it's so bitter!"

"Haha." Xiao Ming smiled. He carefully picked up the cup and took a sip: "This kind of tea is called Kung Fu Tea. The Kung Fu here is not the kind of Chinese Kung Fu that Bruce Lee, but refers to time. In Chinese, there is another adjective that needs to be spent a lot of time, which is to spend kung Fu. Therefore, Kung Fu tea needs to be tasted slowly. If it is too urgent, it will not taste its true taste."

"I think...I'd better drink coffee." Bryn smiled awkwardly.

"Some things look beautiful, but they are no less harmful than those poisons when they drink them." Xiao Ming put down his cup and looked at the two of them: "Have you eaten the bridge rice noodles here? They taste very authentic."

Bryn and Hackby nodded at the same time. Xiao Ming often brought them to Chinese restaurants for dinner during celebrations, and they almost all the famous dishes here.

"The bridge noodle looks like there is no heat at all, but if you underestimate it and swallow it in one breath, your throat will be burned." Xiao Ming said slowly: "Then Gary and Darren, do you think you can find what you want in the Premier League now? Coventry is just a team that struggles for relegation every year. After entering the Premier League, we will never aim for relegation. One year, we only need one year to enter the Premier League. Can't you wait for a year?"

"Boss, I don't want to leave Leiden East, but I'm twenty-four years old and haven't played in the top league yet, so the Irish national team has not called me into the national team. The next year, the Irish national team will play in the World Cup qualifiers. I don't want to be rejected by the Irish national team again. Go to Coventry and have the chance to perform in the Premier League, so I have the chance to be spotted by the national team." Brin looked at Xiao Ming's eyes and looked frank: "Even if Coventry wants to relegate every year, they are also Premier League teams, and this time they have a lot of sincerity. Head coach Mr. Gordon Stracan promised my main position. As long as I am willing to go, the main central defender position is mine."

Xiao Ming sighed. Bullin said it very directly and had no place to hide it. It was because of this that it was difficult to convince.

After shook his head, he turned to Huckby and looked at the young forward who was poached by himself at the age of 18: "Darren, what about you? Do you also want to get the chance to be selected for the national team through your performance in the Premier League?"

Huckby shook his head quickly: "No, boss, I haven't thought about it like this. Now the competition for the forward line of the England national team is so fierce, how can I be... But Coventry promised that as long as I agree to go to Coventry and partner with Dabring as the striker, I will be me."

He lowered his head: "Boss, my favorite thing is to play forward, but last season I was a substitute and didn't play a few times. This season I always play right forward again... I don't want to continue like this. Coventry promised me to play forward and let me play main player... I have never gotten these in Leiden East."

Xiao Ming touched his forehead, and he did not expect that Hakbi would have such dissatisfaction in his heart. Indeed, except that Hakbi was the absolute main player in the first season, in the League Two season, Hakbi could only get few opportunities to play, and last season, Hakbi appeared more in the right forward position - it was precisely because of this position that Hakbi scored many wonderful long-distance runs, perhaps because of those beautiful goals and lacking strikers Coventry would like him.

"Actually... Newcastle had looked for me last season. They hoped to buy me, but they did not promise the main position, so I did not agree to their request." Huckby said hesitantly: "If Leiden Oriental enters the Premier League this season, I would agree even if I play as a substitute, but..."

Xiao Ming looked at Bolling and Hakbe, and their expressions were still the same. Bolling was very calm. Hakbe was a little afraid to look at Xiao Ming's eyes, but Xiao Ming clearly saw that in their eyes, in addition to a little guilt and uneasiness, they were more of their longing for the future and their desire for the Premier League.

Xiao Ming let out a long sigh and waved his hand to interrupt Huckby: "Darren, Gary, since you said that, I have nothing to say, but your contract with the club is still three years away, and you two are the absolute main players of our team. If Coventry doesn't come up with a suitable offer, I will never agree."

"Boss, we have already agreed that we will not help Coventry to put pressure on the club." Brynn smiled: "We also know that the new stadium is being built now, and the club is short of money, so if there is no suitable offer, you will not agree. If they do not have enough sincerity, we will not agree to go."

Hakbi also nodded: "Yes, we won't do things that harm the interests of the team. I think we two should be able to get a lot of transfer fees now."

"Okay." Xiao Ming said readily: "Since you have already said this, that's it. The ugly words are ahead. If Coventry is too stingy, I will not let you go."

What happened next was very kind. Xiao Ming generously invited two players who were about to leave for a meal. It was considered a joy to the host and the host. He introduced the benefits of tea in detail to Bolling and Hackby, and suggested that they should not drink carbonated drinks and coffee in the future because that would damage their body and physical fitness... Everything seemed normal, but in Xiao Ming's eyes, Hilton saw a cold light.

It was not until both Bolling and Hackby left that the smile on Xiao Ming's face disappeared without a trace.

"Peter..." Xiao Ming's eyes flashed with a cold light, which made Hilton feel a little chilling.

"Gary and Darren are leaving, I don't blame them... They have something they want to pursue, just get together and part with each other... But I have never hated failure like I am now... If we were a Premier League team now, we would not have been poached by Coventry like this... Damn, this feeling is really unhappy." Xiao Ming said word by word.

Xiao Ming's words reminded Hilton of his past. When he insisted on leaving Leicester City, the chairman of Leicester City probably thought so? This is the fate of the small team, and the players trained are often poached.

"Boss, you have to think about it more." Hilton comforted Xiao Ming: "That's how professional football is... I've seen a lot."

"It's true..." Xiao Ming nodded: "Okay, Peter, the transfer department will probably be very busy next time. Let's make up for the vacancies they left."

"This is what I should do." Hilton nodded. Although Xiao Ming was in a bad mood, he still couldn't help laughing. This sentence really meant by Lei Feng...

As Bollinger and Hackby said, Coventry was indeed very sincere. After Xiao Ming gave up, their first offer was like this - Bollinger and Hackby three million pounds, totaling 5 million pounds to pack the two of them.

This number is already very good. Three years ago, Xiao Ming bought them and spent only 70,000 pounds in total, which was more than 70 times higher, but Xiao Ming was disdainful of this.

"What a joke, how could the two main players in Leiden East be worth only this little?" Xiao Ming told the people in Coventry: "The two people combined have no 8 million pounds, so no talks!"

It seems that Xiao Ming was speaking out at the Lions, but Xiao Ming knew that Coventry spent tens of millions of pounds in the transfer market last year - Coventry was also a very tragic team. In the past few years, they spent no less money than the famous sucker Newcastle, but the money they spent basically did not play any role. The subsequent relegation and decline were also because of too much expense. It seems that after the current chairman stepped down, their club's debt was as high as 60 million pounds. Xiao Ming didn't mind getting some money to spend before the financial crisis.

Finally, after several bargaining, Xiao Ming sold the two players for 7 million pounds - a full 100-fold appreciation, but Xiao Ming was still a little dissatisfied. If Leiden Oriental has now advanced to the Premier League and gives them a chance to perform in the Premier League, let alone seven million, even ten million can be handled.

However, Xiao Ming was still very satisfied with the money and used it to make up for the shortcomings in the lineup - this is what Xiao Ming likes to do the most.

Now the team's central defenders, full-backs, front-line guards and forwards are short of people. The first thing Xiao Ming has to solve is the vacancy brought by Hakeby after he left. At the same time, he also wants to take revenge on a team that he has long wanted to take revenge.

A week before the transfer market opened, Xiao Ming flew to Italy, and his destination was Turin.

The one who wants to deal with him this time is a cunning guy, but Xiao Ming does not want to avoid this person. After all, in the future, he will have to deal with various transfer managers, which is inevitable in any case.

The person he was going to deal with this time was notorious in the Italian football world later, but now, although he has already gained a good reputation in Italian football, he is still a manager who is not so evident.

This person is the protagonist of the future Serie A telephone gate, Luciano Moji.

The vulture-like head, the bald eagle-like nose, and the small eyes flashed with a cunning light. As one of Juventus' three giants, although Moji often misjudged the situation, most of the time, the players he bought were both cheap and practical, and at the same time, he could use all the best means off the court and win the benefits for Juventus to the greatest extent.

Xiao Ming is not very willing to deal with Moji, but this time he is not trying to find any outstanding players from Moji. He just aims to a player Juventus is about to be listed for sale.

"Mr. Xiao?" After seeing Xiao Ming, Moji took the initiative to come up and shake hands with Xiao Ming. A light flashed through his eyes under the lens: "I heard you are interested in Atilio Lombardo?"

Xiao Ming nodded: "It's true... Otherwise I wouldn't have rushed from London to Turin... Our team now needs a wing assaulter like Artillio, and he is not in Juventus' plan for next season...are you?"

"I'm very embarrassed about this." Moji spoke in an official voice: "Attico played twenty-two times in the league last season, and he is an important member of our team."

Xiao Ming smiled: "Stop kidding, Mr. Moji. Last season, Juventus' right forward played more of Jugovic and Dilivio... Lombardo is more of a substitute, and I think in a giant like Juventus, Attico, who is already 31 years old, will no longer be the main player? Your main player is younger. You see, I am very sincere, but we are just a small club and a team in the League One. We can't pay too much transfer fee, but we will definitely have a quote that satisfies you."

"You are too modest." Moji smiled very friendly: "Actually, I fell in love with Poboski in your team last season. Unfortunately, I was beaten by Manchester United... How could I always be with the League One if I have an excellent team like Poboski?"

This sentence made Xiao Ming's heart beat, but Moji didn't seem to have any interest in other players in Leiden East. He just asked: "If we agree to sell Atilio, how much transfer fee can you give?"

"What about one million pounds?" Xiao Ming thought for a while and quoted a price.

"What a joke." Moji shook his head like a rattle: "How could a former Italian national team player who has won two Italian League One championships and once runner-up in the Champions League, be worth only this price?"

"Don't forget that he is thirty-one years old. The last time he was selected for the national team was two years ago... If the price is too high, we would rather go to Eastern Europe or Northern Europe to find a young player. Although they may not have enough experience, they have the possibility of appreciation. Just like Pobosky, and if we buy Attico, we cannot make any money in this transfer... We are a small club, and we cannot only pay attention to the present like a big club."

"But now Chelsea is also interested in Attico, and they are willing to pay." Moji said calmly.

"Is this really the case?" Xiao Ming smiled happily: "Think about last season, Gianluca Viali... Five years ago, he spent 21 million US dollars on you when he came to Juventus! But last year when he went to Chelsea, it was free! Can you expect Chelsea to pay for Artillio? I guess they will wait until Juventus and Artillio terminated their contract before choosing to buy him. After all, Artillio has only one year left in the contract with Juventus, and his salary is quite large."

The last sentence became the most important weight to impress Moji. Viali's departure last season caused great damage to Juventus. Although they still won the league championship this season, they lost in the final of the Champions League. According to Lippi, the forward line lacks a person like Viali who can withstand at critical moments. After all, Piero and Vieri were too young at that time, and Juventus rarely did such a loss-making business.

Thinking of this, Moji smiled helplessly. Even if it was just one million pounds, it was better than dragging it. After all, Lombardo's salary was more than this. If he terminated the contract with Lombardo, he would have to pay a year's salary and he would not get any cash. In this regard, selling it to Leiden Oriental is also a good choice.

"Okay, you won." Moji shook hands with Xiao Ming again: "We agree to Leiden Oriental's offer. Now you can negotiate personal terms with Atilio... But if he personally disagrees, I have no choice."

Xiao Ming held Moji's hand and laughed: "Of course, this is my business... If Artillio cannot be touched, I will have no shame to see you again."
Chapter completed!