Wenger was determined to deal with Bentner.

The reason is simple, the Danish "confident boy" has become a bomb in the Arsenal locker room.

How to say it.

The confident Bentner is not bad by nature, but has low emotional intelligence.

With a high level of confidence and low emotional intelligence, such a personality is simply a sin.

In addition, Bentner's weekly salary of 52,000 pounds is becoming more and more dazzling as his performance is getting worse and worse and less contributions to the team.

So, this guy was cleaned.

As for why Bentner was dealt with to Aston Villa.

Wenger's reason was that the player himself insisted on going to Villa, and Wenger insisted on his suspicion: Aston Villa and Bentner must have had a long time in private.

Fang Jue obviously did not admit it. He even suspected that the professor wanted to throw a bomb that gave Arsenal a headache to Villa and cause trouble for Aston Villa.

In this case, Aston Villa still signed Bentner.

The reason is very simple. This kid is indeed very talented. The transfer fee is almost bargain, so Aston Villa cannot refuse.

The most important thing is that Fang Jue has given birth to cure Ben Turner.

Of course, in Aston Villa, Bentner could not get a weekly salary of 52,000 pounds.

Aston Villa offered Bentner a weekly salary of 30,000 pounds, which was almost half cut.

This salary requirement is also a prerequisite for Aston Villa to sign Bentner.

A substitute forward, perhaps even Aston Villa's fifth striker, has a weekly salary of 30,000 pounds, Fang Jue thinks it's too much.

Bentner naturally disagreed at the beginning.

Fang Jue told Wenger directly, and he would not sign it.

The professor gritted his teeth and had to bleed. Arsenal compensated Bentner for three months' salary with a weekly salary of 52,000 pounds.

Arsenal, who has always been a QR code, is actually willing to compensate for his salary.

This instead made Bentner feel Arsenal's determination to clean him.

Here, Aston Villa also said that the salary for the first year is as follows. If you perform well, you can discuss a salary increase and renewal in one season.

In this case, Bentner finally agreed to the salary provided by Aston Villa and signed to join Aston Villa.

Aston Villa Club officially announced the announcement of Bentner joining.

Bentner was already going to Sunderland, but suddenly he went to Villa, which really surprised many people.

What surprised the fans the most was that at the last moment of the transfer window, Aston Villa suddenly announced the news that the central defender Coulie Bali was sold and swept out.

Rumor is this direct order from Aston Villa boss Fang Jue: go as far as you want.

...

"Wenger must be very proud. He thought you could not stand the temptation and ate this toxic bait."

"I'll bet with you, two years, two years." Rebeto raised two fingers, "You'll definitely sell Bentner and make a profit."

"Why do you always slander me?" Fang Jue said unhappily, "Well? Let's not say you slander me for now. Judging from this, you are very confident in Bentner."

"I have confidence in you," said Rebeto. "I have understood it a long time ago. No matter what kind of crooked melons and jujubes are, they will turn into treasures when they come to your hands."

Fang Jue burst into laughter. This guy's Chinese level is getting higher and higher. He doesn't look at people, but only listens to sounds. You can't imagine that the person who speaks is a foreigner.

"In other words, this Danish 'confidence emperor' is not a stable boy." Rebeto shook his eyes at Fang Jue, "Do you want me to help suppress it and ensure that this boy becomes honest."

Fang Jue glanced at Rebeto in confusion, and the guy looked eager to try.

...

"Listen, son, you have to learn to get along well with your teammates." Thomas Bentner's loud voice rang in the microphone.

He was reminding his son Nicholas Bentner to participate in the team training and officially debut on the first day after joining Aston Villa.

"Dad, this is hard." Bentner laughed, "You know how outstanding I am, your son."

"I know it's hard," Thomas said. "But you have to adapt and bend down. You can't ask others to be as good as you, that's impossible."

"Okay, I'll do my best." Bentner hung up the phone.

Thomas Bentner, on the other end of the phone, put down the microphone, sighed, turned his head wide, and asked his wife, "I don't know if it's useful to say this. When did this kid become so arrogant?"

"You mean my son is not powerful?"

"Of course not." Thomas Bentner shook his head, "The problem is that I think there are still some players who are better than our son..."

"for example?"

Does Luo count or not?”

"Calculate."

...

"What are you doing?" When Bentner came to the locker room at the training base, he found that the locker room was empty, with only a boy who looked like the protagonist of a comic book, brushing his sneakers, and everyone else was gone.

He also subconsciously looked at the time, and was not late.

"Brush the sneakers." De Bruyne looked up and raised the shoe brush in his hand. The freckles on his young and young face were very interesting.

"Why do we need to brush our sneakers by ourselves?" Bentner was shocked. Aston Villa, the Premier League champion and European champion team, are they so out of date?

Is there no automatic shoe brushing machine?

If there is no automatic, then there should be any manual.

Where are the club's sports support staff?

"I just brush my shoes manually." De Bruyne looked extremely surprised and asked Bentner, "Didn't you brush your shoes when you were in Arsenal?"

"Of course not!" Bentner looked up arrogantly, "There is a dedicated staff service."

"It's great." De Bruyne was envious and said with a smile, "But, in Vera, you also need to brush your shoes."

"Why?"

"Because you are a rookie, a rookie who has not made any contribution to the team." A voice rang behind the two.

Bentner was startled, and he turned to look at him, and saw a man with a staff member embroidered in his suit with the club's team logo embroidered there.

"What does it mean?" asked Bentner.

"Before you came, De Bruyne was the club with the least qualifications and contributions to the team. Now, you have replaced De Bruyne's position." The staff said.

"Qualification? Contribution?" Bentner was completely confused.

"Yes, other players have contributed to the team's Premier League championship, and many of them have helped the team win the UEFA Champions League." The staff said, "In front of them, you newcomers are nothing."

Bentner has a low emotional intelligence, but he is not a fool. He still has basic logical thinking and immediately understands what this person said.

"According to your opinion, I joined the team in the end, with the least qualifications and the least contribution, so anyone can bully me?" asked Bentner.

"Of course." The staff nodded.

Then Bentner saw that De Bruyne, who had just worn sneakers with a little pitiful look, stuffed the shoe brush into Bentner's hand, "New, you, go and brush these shoes clean!"

...

"Why?" Bentner asked.

"I came to the team earlier than you, played two games, and had an assist!" De Bruyne proudly raised his chest, his eyes flashing.

Bentner:w(??Д??)w.

"Are I wrong?" De Bruyne put his hands on his hips, "Think about it yourself, are you the rookie with the least qualifications and contributions?"

Bentner thought for a while, and it seemed like this, he nodded subconsciously.

Then, he suddenly felt something was wrong. When did he agree with such a fucking rule?

What happened to Aston Villa?

Force newcomers to brush their shoes is a rule in the Premier League a long time ago, and even the British League One era, and it no longer exists now.

However, judging from this situation, it seems that this is true.

"Why, don't you?" said the staff viciously.

Bentner looked at the man, weighing whether he could beat this guy.

Then he felt it was too ridiculous. He had to fight with someone on the first day he came to the team?

Wait, it's a bit messy.

At this moment, a burst of laughter rang out.

Bentner saw the team captain Clement, leading his teammates to push the door open and come in.

Everyone was so happy.

Bell even covered his stomach because he was laughing too hard.
To be continued...