Michael Smith called the phone number on the note paper.

"Hello, is it Mr. Ndidi?"

"I am, who are you?"

"I'm Michael Smith, a scout at Aston Villa Club," Smith said.

Then he heard a buzzing sound from his phone.

"I don't care who you are. I tell you, if you want to call to cheat me for money, buddy, you made the wrong idea and I don't have money."

Smith was stunned when he heard that the phone was hung up.

His first reaction was that the phone number was wrong.

On the other end of the phone, Ndidi was repairing the water pipe. He put his phone into his work pocket and muttered in his mouth, "I, Lukaka, Ndidi, is so smart, and wants to cheat me of money. I don't have any in front of me, this fool."

Then he twisted the wrench's hand and stopped moving, Aston Villa? Scout?

Oh God, Ndidi, you are such a big fool, what stupid thing did you do?!

Ndidi immediately called back the number.

"Hello, I'm really sorry, I just..."

Michael Smith didn't bother to get angry and asked directly, "Who are you from Ngolo Kante?"

"I am his friend, good friend, best friend," Ndidi said.

"We have read the information you provided and are very interested in signing Kante. Can you help us contact the players?"

"Of course, of course."

"Very good, Mr. Ndidi, you come with Mr. Kanter, let's meet."

"No problem, we'll be here right away." Ndidi said happily.

"Do you have any suggestions on the meeting location?" Smith asked.

The two sides made an appointment to meet at a cafe near the training base of the Boulogne Club.

...

Michael Smith and a French friend of his came to this cafe near Boulogne training base.

The café is less than a mile from the training base of Club Boulogne, which is very convenient.

The person who made the appointment has not arrived yet.

Michael Smith was thinking about how to quickly defeat Kanter and complete the big boss's instructions.

At this moment, a short black young man who was only about 165m pushed the door open and looked around nervously.

"Mr. Ndidy, here." Michael Smith said hello.

"Hello, Mr. Smith."

"This is my friend Pennpei, a lawyer," Smith introduced.

Pennpei is a Chinese-A French lawyer and is a good friend and partner of Smith.

"Hello, Mr. Peng Nanpei."

"Please sit down." Smith was gentle, "Where is Mr. Kant?"

"I called him, he was coming from the training base." Ndidi said? At this time, he looked out the window and said, "Ngolo is here."

Smith and Pennpei turned their heads to see it? They saw a short black young man walking on a scooter and coming with a small backpack.

Smith and Pennpei were both shocked. They were well-informed and had the first time meeting a player who appeared in this way to negotiate a contract.

"Ngolo has no car, he goes to the training ground with a scooter every day," Ndidi explained. "Although he doesn't have a car, Ngolo is the first to go to the training ground and the last to leave."

This little black young man was a little nervous when doing things himself? He could even be said to be timid, but when explaining to his good friend Kante, his eyes were firm and organized.

And there is no such inferiority and blame as his friend walks on a scooter and appears in a shabby appearance. When he says these words, his words and deeds show a look of pride for his friend's behavior.

Smith nodded. He always believed that a person's quality could be seen from a good friend. Ndidi's words and deeds were recognized by him, which also made Ndidi's impression of Kanter very well.

...

"You didn't tell him that we were representing the Aston Villa Club to talk to him about the signing?" Smith asked Ndidi in surprise.

Kante in front of him looked confused and didn't know the reason for coming here to meet.

"I'm afraid I'll say it, so he doesn't believe it," Ndidi explained. "He will definitely say he wants to practice more in the club and is unwilling to come out."

Smith looked at Kanter.

"Mr. Ngolo Kante, let me introduce myself. I am Michael Smith, Aston Villa's scout. The purpose of coming to Paris this time is to sign with you on behalf of Aston Villa Club."

"Is it true?" Without the ecstasy Smith imagined, Kanter first glanced at Smith, then looked at his friend Ndidy.

"It's true! Real!" Ndidi nodded.

"Aston Villa is going to sign me? Villa is going to sign me? Villa is going to sign me?" Kante murmured to himself, and then showed an extremely surprised expression, "Mr. Smith, if I heard it correctly..."

"No! You heard it right. I came to talk to you about signing a contract on behalf of Aston Villa." Smith smiled, and he was happy to see Kanter showing such an ecstatic expression. That's right, this is the right way to open it.

...

After the surprise, Kanter calmed down, "Mr. Smith, there is one thing I don't understand, I don't think I have the ability to play for Aston Villa now."

Smith noticed that when Kanter said this word, he was more pronounced and forced.

"It's like this. After signing you, you may play football in Aston Villa reserves first, and then if you have the chance, you may join the first team. Of course, this is just my judgment, and it depends on the club's arrangements." Smith said.

Kanter shook his head, "Mr. Smith, you don't need to lie to me. I'm actually happy to be able to play football in Aston Villa Reserve."

"I didn't lie to you." Smith's expression was serious, "Do you know, Mr. Kant, it was Mr. Fang Jue who personally arranged for me to sign you!"

"Coach Fang Jue?" Kanter was stunned.

"Yes, you heard it right. The boss directly named me and arranged for me to sign you. You are a smart person. You should understand what this means. Of course, whether you can finally impress the boss and successfully join the first team depends on your subsequent efforts." Smith said.

"I understand that only sweat and hard work can guide me forward." Kanter nodded vigorously, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Very good!" Smith nodded, putting aside his concerns about Kanter's short stature and being able to adapt to the Premier League, he still has a very good impression of this young black player.

A very honest, rustic child.

After dealing with Kante, there are no obstacles to Boulogne.

Ngolo Kante is just a player of Boulogne reserve team, and even the sports director of Boulogne club did not remember who this player was.

Boulogne did not act like a monster just because Aston Villa fell in love with Kante and wanted to kill him.

It doesn't mean that every player Aston Villa is interested in is a genius discovered by Fang Jue.

Smith's attitude was very clear. He discovered Kanter and felt that he was still talented. He signed on behalf of Aston Villa's reserve team.

This is too common between clubs.

Of course, this is also a certain reason why Kanter has decided to leave Boulogne and go to Aston Villa.

Boulogne has not set any obstacles for Kante's transfer, £110,000.

In fact, they offered £200,000, Smith cut half of it and added £10,000. Boulogne immediately agreed.

Yes, Aston Villa only spent £110,000 to get the 20-year-old midfielder Ngolo Kante, the reserve for the Ligue 2 relegation zone team.

Kanter joined JS Syler for free a year and a half ago. Even in Boulogne’s reserve team, he is not the main player. The price of 110,000 pounds is still worth Boulogne. He still thinks he has made money:

Their psychological price is actually 50,000 pounds, and now it has more than doubled, which is equivalent to making a net profit of 110,000 pounds. This is a considerable profit for a team at the bottom of the French League, and it is a great profit.

Aston Villa, Fang felt that Zhi had only spent 110,000 pounds to sign Kanter, and was very happy.

Both sides feel that they have made a profit.

Yes, this is the best win-win situation.
Chapter completed!