"Do you know this person?" Bosniki asked.

"I heard people mention this coach during the European Cup." Modric nodded, "I heard that he was a newly rising popular young coach in Spain. I was surprised at the time that a Chinese coach was so famous in Spain."

"That's it." Bosniki showed a thoughtful expression, "I will sort out the most detailed information about this coach and his team for you as soon as possible."

...

A few hours later.

Modric, accompanied by his girlfriend, read the information about Fang Jue and Ibiza, including video materials and some media reports that can be found on the Internet, as well as some analytical information obtained by Bosnich through the circle of agents.

"Now let's analyze it." Bosniki took a sip of water. "First of all, it's about the team. Ibiza was the dark horse in Spanish football last season. The team played offensive football. At least the data was reflected in this way. This team is qualified for the UEFA Cup, which is very good. The team has stars like Deisler and Bolaruze, and many talented young people."

"Young team, young coach."

"Then, according to my analysis, the most important thing about this team is not the German star Deisler, but their head coach Fang Jue. This young coach is very skilled. It can be said that he created Ibiza with one hand. Many players were introduced by him. It can be said that this person created the dark horse miracle belonging to Ibiza with the other hand."

"A very young coach, however, has won the support of the whole team, including the fans and the club's senior management, and he is a very charming young coach."

"So, Luca." Bosnich did not continue, but frowned and thought for a while. "My suggestion is that if the club really reaches a consensus with this team on the transfer fee, this team can consider it."

"Of course, the final choice lies with you." Bosniki smiled and said, "We have agreed on it a long time ago. I will help you refer to it and make suggestions, but you will make the final decision."

"I decided to go to Ibiza." Modric said suddenly.

"Why?" Bosnich frowned and asked. She noticed that her boyfriend was not talking about Ibiza as a consideration, but was talking directly about going to Ibiza. She knew Modric. Modric meant that he did not consider Tottenham Hotspur and decided to go to Ibiza directly. This surprised Bosnich, and at the same time, he thought his boyfriend's decision was a bit hasty.

"Dear." Modric looked at his girlfriend, "First of all, your analysis makes sense, but that's not the only reason I made a decision."

"kindness?"

"I just have a kind of intuition, intuition tells me that I like this team, no, to be precise, the amazing experience and excellent coaching performance of this coach attracted me, as if there was a voice telling me that playing football under this person would be the right choice." Modric scratched his head and spread his hands towards his girlfriend. "Dear, I can't describe this intuition, but that's it."

"It's very interesting, my dear." Bosnich said, "It's just the same as you said when you confessed to me. You tell me that you feel the first time you see me, as if there is a voice telling you that I am your choice."

Modric gave his girlfriend a blank look, "Dear, I..."

"Wait a minute." Bosnich smiled playfully, then took out a coin from the drawer, "Do an experiment, if the coin stands on the table, I will accept your statement."

"Dear, stop kidding, that's impossible." Modric shrugged, "I didn't lie to you, it's just a kind of intuition, this coin - my god!"

Modric saw his girlfriend rubbing her hands and spinning the coins on the table. After stopping, he didn't fall down and stood straight on the table.

"Luca." Bosniki also exclaimed, then glanced at his boyfriend quietly, "I am jealous of that head coach Ibiza now."

"You support me?" Modric asked.

"Dear, I believe your intuition." Bosniki hugged her boyfriend and said with a smile, "It's really amazing."

"I believe your analysis, too." Modric kissed his girlfriend and said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and spoke in unison:

"I don't know if Ibiza can reach a transfer agreement with Dynamo Zagreb."

"It depends on how much money this La Liga team is willing to pay for me."

The two looked at each other, and then they both laughed, laughing happily.

For Modric, getting out of Croatia is the most important step. As for where to go, although it is very important, it seems not the most important.

"Dear, leaving Croatia and entering the mainstream league, a coach who appreciates you and a coach who appreciates you, is the most important thing at this stage." Bosniki whispered softly in her boyfriend's ear.

...

Ibiza and Dynamo Zagreb negotiated Modric's transfer fee very quickly, or rather, this is a strategy for Ibiza. They seized the opportunity that Tottenham Hotspur and Dynamo Zagreb had been stalemate, suddenly intervened, and cut the mess quickly.

After the first 19 million euro offer was rejected.

Ibiza quickly gave a second offer of 20 million euros.

Dynamo Zagreb rejected the offer again and informed Tottenham Hotspur: Hi, man, someone wants Modric too.

Tottenham Hotspur: 20 million euros!

Ibiza immediately gave a third offer: 21 million euros!

Dynamo Zagreb:*..(?????)*..Continue, don't stop! At the same time, Tottenham Hotspur - they continue to increase the price.

Tottenham Hotspur: 20.5 million euros, final offer.

Ibiza: 21 million euros, a fixed price, as long as you can, if not, forget it.

Dynamo Zagreb:@Tottenham Hotspur, Lao Tie, if you don’t increase the price, we will sell it to others.

Tottenham Hotspur: 20.5 million euros, that's the price, don't even fool me.

Ibiza: 21 million, okay, I'll reply... no? Okay, let's go for another house.

Dinamo Zagreb: Hey hey hey, don’t leave, okay, okay, that’s the price, you’re cheaper, you’re losing a lot (ミ(≧◇≦)ㄏ).

...

Modric received a call from club general manager Razeskinizi.

"Luca, the team accepted the offer from Ibiza," said Radeskinizi. "I hope you can have a pleasant conversation with them."

"Okay, sir, I hope to reach a consensus, too," Modric said.

After hanging up the phone, Modric took another phone from his girlfriend, "Hello, Mr. Fang Jue, I am Luca Modric, I just received a call from the club..."

“Ibiza is a magical team because they have a magical coach.”

"Yes, I'm looking forward to playing football under your men, Mr. Fang Jue."

"Mr. Modric, I'm looking forward to you calling me coach, hahaha."

"Coach, you can call me Luca."

"Luca, you're very good."
Chapter completed!